A New World Part 6 - Sex Stories

A New World Part 6

... endure my awkwardness and I had liked her quite a lot, but I had been deathly afraid to touch her and too shy to ever ask her out a second time, though I would have liked to see her again. “What is it?” Jenn asked, interrupting my reminiscence. “Oh nothing. I was just remembering the time I took Bailey out,” I answered. Jenn’s mouth dropped open, “Oh my god! Did you do my little sister?” she asked, alarmed. I shook my head, “No, no, we went on one double date with Brady and...” my voice trailed off as her face twisted into a scowl at the mention of his name. “We just went out the one time,” I finished awkwardly. I stood and started to clear the dishes, but Riley stopped me. “You cooked, we’ll do the dishes,” she said taking the plate from my hand, “just go relax while we clean up.” I started for the bedroom, but as I passed the bathroom, decided I could really use a shower instead. The hot water was soothing on my muscles and I realized what a workout I had given them over the last few days. A few of them had not had much use before and were a little sore. Suddenly, the shower curtain was pulled back and Jenn stepped in. “Mind if I join you?” she smiled, running her hand up my chest. I smiled back, sliding my soapy hands over her plump breasts. “Sorry about before, and what happened with Brady,” I said, rolling her rosy nipples beneath my thumbs. “I’ve never seen him act like that before. I don’t know what’s with him lately,” I added. “It’s okay. I’ve dealt with worse. You ...

... don’t need to apologize for him,” she said, slipping her arms around my waist and resting her hands on the cheeks of my ass. I leaned down to kiss her soft pink lips and ran my soapy hands over her back and firm round cheeks. “Room for one more?” Riley asked, sliding the plastic curtain open. “I guess we can make room, if we have to,” Jenn smiled. “Oh have you got a razor, I really need to shave my legs?” she asked, placing her foot on the side of the tub and running her hand along her calf. Riley ran her hand over her hairless mound, “I’m getting a little stubbly myself,” she said, retrieving a razor from the drawer by the sink. Jenn reached for the razor, but Riley pulled it away, “I’ll do you, then you can do me,” she smiled, reaching for the soap. Jenn held on to me for support as Riley lathered and shaved one leg, then the other. When she had finished with Jenn’s legs, Riley generously lathered up her pubic mound and carefully ran the razor around the small heart shaped patch of golden curls. Jenn took the razor from Riley and the two switched places. Jenn ran the razor up Riley’s shapely legs and over her plump mound till she was slick and smooth. “All done,” she announced, “looks like somebody else could use a little trim though,” she added, looking at me. I ran my hand along the bottom of my jaw, “Nah, I’m alright,” I said. Jenn giggled, “I wasn’t talking about your face, sweetie.” Riley had that devilish grin again and was already lathering her hands. “Oh, I don’t ...