Steamy Shower Fun - Sex Stories

Steamy Shower Fun

My freshman year of college in 1998, I moved to Nashville and met LeeAnne, my RA who would become my fuck buddy for the next year. LeeAnne taught me so much about myself sexually and about being with other women.

She was the consummate RA, friendly, fun and she was unbelievably sexy. LeeAnne was 5'10", slender with C-cup breasts, long dark hair, and the face of a goddess. She was also a lesbian. As for me, I'm 5'1", curvy with 34DD breasts, long wavy auburn hair with fair freckled skin and green eyes.

For the entirety of my freshman year, LeeAnne and I built a beautiful friendship and explored my sexuality. She encouraged me to play with other women and with men as well, since I am bisexual. LeeAnne introduced me to 69, sex toys, edging, anal, and more.

This series of stories shares many of our adventures together during that year.

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Fall semester took off quickly for me with classes and adjusting to campus life. My music classes came with extra practices in groups and with accompanists on my own. LeeAnne was busy doing an internship for a recording label in addition to her RA duties. We did manage to steal some time together but not nearly as much as we wanted after that first night together. Often, it was just watching Friends on Thursday nights, or even just grabbing lunch in the cafeteria. Other times, we managed to carve out some time for sexy fun.

LeeAnne really took control of my sexual awakening after our first night together. She took ...

... me under her tutelage about the exploration of my body and how to please other women. She would instruct me on recognizing when a woman was close to orgasming. I had never really been one to masturbate frequently and certainly had never really paid much attention to my own bodily cues. Coupled with my limited experience with women, I was really a novice. But LeeAnne was more than happy to be my teacher.

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One evening the week after our first night together, I found myself in LeeAnne's room watching TV with her after dinner. It was just us that night and the floor was pretty quiet. Something had been weighing on my mind and I wanted to ask LeeAnne about it.

"So, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, you know I'm an open book," she responded.

"It's kind of embarrassing but I wanted to know how I did the other night. Like did it feel good, what I did to you, I mean," I murmured, thoroughly embarrassed. I had never really had a frank conversation with anyone about sex.

Chuckling, she responded, "Your face is so red. Don't be embarrassed. There isn't anything to be embarrassed about, it's just sex!"

"Yeah, I know. I just have never really talked about it with anyone, let alone ask for a review of my performance!"

She was quiet for a moment, and my anxiety grew. I may come off as confident and outgoing, but I care deeply about what my friends think of me. And certainly, this was the most intimate conversation I had ever had.

"Truthfully, I was ...