It
started with a shower
It was 6 A.M. when Ann hit the showers. She had an 8 o'clock class
------what was it? Anthropology? God, why did she sign up for that
subject? Oh well, she needed an easy elective. How else was she going
to maintain her busy social schedule?
As the hot water beat softly against her young and supple skin, the
fog started to clear from her head and she remembered that she wasn't
in her private shower back home. She lives in a college dormitory
now and the showers were all open to each other . "Why don't
they provide a little privacy around here?" Oh well, Ann secretly
enjoyed the lack of privacy. Sometimes she found herself wondering,
with a certain sense of excitement, just who would be joining her
in the shower each morning. She would cast her eyes shyly to the floor
and become very quiet as she struggled to find an excuse to look at
her bathing partner. Just how long do normal women look at each other
in the buff? Would anyone suspect anything if her eyes stopped momentarily
to appreciate certain portions of female anatomy?
Ann often worried herself. After all, she only dated men. She had
never been to bed with another woman. She thought of herself as quite
heterosexual. And yet?------ Oh God, what was she going to do with
these feelings?
Ann's troubling thoughts were interrupted by the sound of another
shower being turned on. Startled, she glanced across the tiled floor
to the shower stall opposite her. It was little Mary. Actually, little
Mary wasn't so little. She was only about 5 f eet 1 inches tall but
she had round firm breasts the size of cantaloupes.
Ann and Mary said good morning to each other politely and then looked
away. Ann reached for her soap and worked up a lather. Her hands went
to her own breasts which were quite large also. She felt aroused,
her nipples were erect. She started to feel embarrassed. She pulled
her hands away from these sensitive organs and began to wash her back
and arms. She dared to sneak another quick look at Mary. Mary was
bent over reaching for her bottle of shampoo on the shower floor.
Her back was turned towards Ann and the view left nothing to the imagination.
Little Mary was wide open. Ann's soapy hands darted back and forth
over her own swollen genitals.
Ann's embarrassment was beginning to turn to guilt. She wondered what
Mary would think of her if she knew how sexually aroused the sight
of her nakedness had made her. Oh, how she longed to touch her just
once, to press her lips against her's-----hard! To wrap her hands
around Mary's gorgeous tits and suck each nipple into her mouth. Would
Mary become wet? Would she want more? Or would she tell everyone that
Ann was a freak and that they should keep their doors locked? Ann
became very frightened by such thoughts. For a moment she would lose
her sexual desire and retreat into a secret corner of her mind. Mary
abruptly ended such an escape with "Do you have any conditioner?"
She was all cheery and wide eyed, standing directly in front of Ann.
Her breas ts heaved with a little girlish sigh.
Ann stumbled for words as she handed Mary the bottle of conditioner.
"Sure---uh---here you are---uh--." Mary said thanks in the
same cheery fashion, gently tweaked Ann's left nipple, turned and
went back to her own shower stall. Ann was totally stunned. "Why
had Mary touched her nipple?" "What did she mean by it?"
"Was she just joking around or does Mary entertain some of the
same sexual fantasies I do?" Now Ann was determined to find out
if Mary was as sexually aroused as she was. To hell with what others
might find out or think of her. She wanted Mary in the worst way and
if there was any chance... Well, the risk is worth it.
Ann walked deliberately towards Mary. As Ann approached, Mary turned
and smiled. "Need your conditioner back," she said? Ann
hesitantly took the bottle from Mary's hand and as she did her eyes
fell upon Mary's breasts. They were so round and firm and they stood
there at attention as if asking to be admired. Ann's free hand reached
for Mary's right breast. She gently cupped it and began tracing circles
around it with her fingers. Mary stiffened a little at first but offered
no resistance to Ann's advance. As she continued to massage Mary's
breast with her left hand, Ann dropped the bottle of conditioner.
She brought her right hand to Mary's breast and now squeezed and fondled
these breasts she had admired for so long with both hands. The touch
of Mary' s skin was ten times more delicious than she had imagined
it would be. Ann was becoming very aroused and she could feel her
clitoris beginning to throb with anticipation. Vaginal secretions
were beginning to flow in abundance and she could feel them trick
ling down the inside of her left thigh. Ann let out a deep but barely
audible moan as she gloried in the excitement of the moment. "How
is little Mary's pussy doing," she thought as she reached with
her right hand to caress the little dark patch of hair t hat covered
it. Gently she pulled at the curls and then slowly slid her middle
finger into Mary's wet vagina. She traced the inner and outer lips
with her exploring finger, they were slippery with Mary's excitement.
Ann found her clitoris and began to massage it gently. The excitement
Ann felt was overwhelming.
Mary struggled to quiet her screams of delight by burying her face
in thecrook of Ann's neck and shoulder. Ann continued to finger Mary's
now swollen clit. Periodically Ann would bring lubrication from Mary's
vagina to her clit by inserting her finger a few inches. Mary's knees
were beginning to get weak and she was holding on to Ann very tightly
so she wouldn't fall. The water from the shower was drenching both
of them and it was making things very slippery. Ann decided she had
better lie Mary down befo re they both fell and hurt themselves. As
Ann help Mary to the floor she came face to face with Mary's beautiful
snatch. She ventured a taste, allowing her tongue to flick lightly
over Mary's moist lips. Ann marvelled at the sweet taste of Mary's
deliciou s sex. She went wild. She began to suck and lick and mouth
every part of Mary's womanhood. Her tongue finally came to rest on
Mary's throbbing clit. As Ann slowly and methodically licked her love
button, Mary was writhing on the floor of the shower in a state of
shear ecstasy. Ann reached up to grasp both of Mary's nipples while
she continued to feast on her now very juicy pussy and as she gently
pinched them between her thumb and forefinger, Mary came. Mary's supple
body convulsed with waves of pleasure and she let out a quiet scream.
Then her body went completely limp and she moaned softly. Ann felt
very pleased with herself as she looked at the gentle contented smile
on Mary's face.
Ann glanced at the wall clock as she helped Mary to her feet. It was
now 6:45 A.M. Ann thought, "lucky no one walked in and discovered
our morning interlude." They began to gather their things to
get out of there before someone did walk in on them. As they started
to leave the room, Mary grabbed Ann's arm gently and said, "why
don't you come down to my room for a few minutes?" Ann obliged.
Mary's roommate had already left for class when they arrived. As they
entered the room Mary closed the door and locked it. "You won't
mind being a little late for class this morning will you," Mary
asked coyly? Ann smiled, "no, I won't mind at all," s he
replied. Mary undid the knot in Ann's towel and it fell to the floor.
She knelt down and spread Ann's pussy lips, exposing her clit. Ann's
eyes closed with a flutter and she braced herself against the door
behind her. Her pussy was already wet but as Mary began to lick gently
on her swollen clit the love juices began to flow like a river down
the inside of both thighs. The walls of her vagina were contracting
so hard that her stomach was heaving in and out in an obvious fashion.
Mary's tongue was flick ing and caressing her clit and she could feel
a finger thrusting deep into her vagina. She felt as if she were going
to explode. And she did, all over Mary. Her pussy juices gushed out
as her entire body shuddered in ecstasy. Mary didn't mind the unexpected
shower, she just patted herself dry with Ann's towel and let out a
little giggle. Ann slowly slumped to her knees, lost in her own world
of orgasmic bliss.
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