Confessions of a Small Town Girl 7 - Sex Stories

Confessions of a Small Town Girl 7

... shower. To my dismay, she agreed that a shower would help her relax as well and stood up and gathered her things. I had planned to go into our private shower and take care of myself, but she suggested that we go into the cabin showers being it was so late. Disappointed, I agreed and gathered my shower things and we quietly walked out of our room to the showers. As before, we chose stalls across from each other. I went to close my curtain, when she suggested that I keep it open so we could talk. Again, I was disappointed because I knew seeing her body was only going to make my need to orgasm worse, but I agreed. I stepped under the water and my hands massaged my aching breast. I playfully pinched my nipples and felt my vagina twitch. Once I had rubbed my nipples rock hard, I turned around to wet the back of my hair. When I did, Norma was standing facing me under her shower. Her hands were kneading her beautiful breasts. My eyes widened as I watched her fingers pull and twist her nipples and her tongue slip across her full lips. I froze and watched her. Her fingers would twist her nipples and then she would release them. I could feel my moisture building inside my vagina and the urge to touch myself was almost more than I could stand. As I watched Norma play with her breasts, she began to walk toward me. As I watched her near, an uneasy feeling washed over my body and I began to step back. My slow retreat did not stop her and in a matter of seconds we were face to face. I ...

... stepped back another step and my back and butt was against the shower wall. My skin pressing into the cold wall increased the hardness of my nipples. Norma continued her prowl towards me, her mocha fingers never leaving her chocolate covered areolas until just before they touched my puffy pink breast. When our breasts touched, I could not help but moan. The sensation of her flesh against mine through my whole body into a frenzy. She leaned and our lips met. I had never in my life dreamed of kissing another girl, but her lips were like a magnet pulling mine to them. Her hands moved down my face, and arms and then to my hips. She pulled me close. My fingers ran through her black hair and down her spine. I wanted her closer - no, I needed her closer. We kissed for several minutes, our tongues grazing over each other as our hands roamed over each other's wet, naked bodies. She broke our kiss, and her lips moved down my neck. I could not control the actions of my body as my back arched, pressing my breasts towards her face. She obliged, and her warm lips wrapped around my breasts. I could feel her tongue circling around my nipple as she softly sucked. Ben always loved to suck my breasts, but he could not hold a candle to her. She had me rubbing my vagina over her thigh in minutes as my moans grew louder. Scared that we would wake someone, she pressed her finger into my lips, for me to be quiet. She took me by the hand and led me from the showers back to our room. We were still dripping ...