In 2012 my dear and sexy male friend of many years co-wrote a story with me, called Katie & Steve. When I put the goal on my 101 list to co-write at least two more stories, he was the first I turned to and he was totally up for another, sexy story. I started the story; he ended it. We could not plan ahead, as you did not know what the other would write. The story has been sent to and fro numerous times as we added new pieces to it, but we continuously made sure that it made ONE story.
This friend of mine has featured in quite a couple of true stories on my blog and will do so more in future.
*** The picture was borrowed from vultureofcritique.wordpress.com
Continued from… The instructor (11)
She looked at the door and the dark hallway beyond. Even if someone was there, watching her, they would not be able to see her. Her body was behind the shoulder-height wall of the large shower cubicle. Her hand moved down to her crotch. She kept glancing back at the door, afraid that someone might walk in. Her fingers touched her swollen clitoris. Zoe drew her breath in and slowly exhaled as her fingers started to turn circles around her excitement. She spread her legs and pushed her hips forward, tightening the muscles in her upper legs and buttocks. Her fingers moved down and back up and through the water of the shower she felt her own slickness. She was so wet. So horny. So needy. Zoe pushed a finger inside her, but she had no desire now to finger fuck herself. Only one thing was important: an orgasm.
Zoe put two fingers on her clitoris and rapidly moved them over her hard button. The quicker her movements, the harder she pressed down. She felt her nipples harden. There was a pleasant weight in her stomach and a familiar tingling in her legs. When a strong orgasm rushed through her body, Zoe could not suppress the moan that escaped her mouth. Her legs started to shiver. She could not stand on them anymore. With her legs spread wide, her hand still between her legs and her heart racing with the strength of her orgasm, Zoe leaned against the wall and sagged towards the floor while the hot water streamed over her head and body.
As she sat there under the stream of warm water with her fingers still circling lazily over her swollen lips Zoe felt a calm of post orgasmic pleasure float across her body. She had achieved what she needed and now she could face a night of peaceful sleep.
Zoe sat with her eyes closed, luxuriating in the warmth of the water on her skin and delicious sensations pulsing through her pussy. She was oblivious to the world when she heard a delicate cough. Her eyes flew open and she instinctively used her arm to cover her breasts and her hand to cover her pussy. In the half light of the shower she could see someone standing looking at her as she sat in the shower. The person standing there was another of the female recruits, also naked, with a towel in one hand and a toiletry bag in the other. Zoe recognized her, she was a quiet girl who had introduced herself as Hannah.
Hannah was of medium height and build. Her hair was a deep auburn and cropped short. She had small pert breasts with rich brown nipples and her pussy was covered in fine golden red hair.
“That looks like fun,” Hannah said as she looked directly at Zoe’s hand still on her pussy.
“I came in here to do exactly that,” Hannah said, “but I was expecting to be alone.”
Zoe begun getting to her feet and said: “Oh, god, I am so embarrassed, I was just leaving.”
“No,” Hannah said, “Don’t leave on my account, some company could be quite interesting in fact.”
Hannah stepped forward and hung her towel on a hook, and then turned on the tap of the shower next to Zoe. Zoe wanted to turn away, but she felt embarrassed to to do because she thought Hannah would think she was being a prude or even rude, so she stood under the cascading hot water while Hannah stepped under the warm spray and allowed her skin to get completely wet.
Hannah let the water run over her body and used her hands to gently rub her pert breasts. As she did so her nipples hardened visibly and her other hand soon found its way between her legs. Zoe watched Hannah with a mixture of fascination and high embarrassment. On the one hand she could not believe that this woman had simply stepped into the shower next to her and started masturbating, and on the other she could not believe that she herself had not yet beat a retreat, but instead was standing there watching.
Hannah meanwhile was completely unconcerned with anything beyond her apparent dedication to her self pleasure. She moaned quietly as a finger slipped between her wet lips and delicately caressed her stiffening clit. As her finger brushed her clit and her legs quivered in pleasure she looked across at Zoe.
“Mmmmmm wow that feels fantastic,” she said, “I am already so hot and wet, wanna feel?”
To be continued… The instructor (13)
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