Christine Willoughby was twenty-five and a nurse. She was of an athletic toned physique; her breasts were of a divine medium size, firm, soft, and oh so natural. Her arse was full and firm, a perfect bubble butt while being small. She was a beauty, the sort that only turns up once in a generation. Her features were so soft and perfect they had to have been sculpted by the Gods themselves. Her natural olive tones worked perfectly with her warm smile and sparkling life filled eyes. She lusted after one of her football teammates (soccer if you’re American); she couldn’t stop imagining having Jess naked against the wall in the communal shower.
Jess also was of an athletic toned physique; her breasts were oh so similar to Christine’s, just slightly larger. Her arse had fullness with a jiggle that guaranteed most people's eyes were on it as she ran on the football pitch, especially when she added a swing of her hips to set her ass off more. Her waist was tiny but natural and her pale skin worked perfectly with her Asian features. Jess knew of Christine’s feelings for her and liked to tease the poor woman. She used her love of dance to dance sexily after a win to celebrate, always making sure she would be right in front of Christine.
Christine was getting desperate, she needed to have Jess. Talking to her favourite roleplay partner on Lushstories wasn’t helping, all he was doing was enflaming her desire for him and Jess. She decided that she would have Jess after the next practice.
The next practice was a cold, miserable Wednesday night; most of the team showered and changed quickly, wanting to get home to their nice warm beds. Slowly, the changing room cleared; even the coach left leaving just Christine and Jess, who had been too busy talking. They both realised there wasn’t going to be much hot water left and the boiler was about to be turned off. They looked at each other and silently agreed to share one shower head. They rapidly removed all their clothes and stood naked in front of each other. Christine’s eyes wandered up and down Jess’s body, soaking in her glorious form. She blushed as she realised Jess was doing the same. Quickly, they both turned and ran for the nearest shower head, Jess getting there first, she turned it on.
Slowly, they both started to run their hands over their own bodies under the water, neither one taking her eyes off of the other's perfect body. As they caressed their own bodies, their nipples hardened and their pussies got wet with arousal. The sexual tension mounted rapidly. It was unbearable. Jess grinned as she stepped closer to Christine.
“Touch my pussy, slut, I know you want me, I know you crave my body. I know you will tell the man you love once you’ve had me.” Jess took one of Christine’s hands and placed it on her belly.
“What? What do you mean?” Christine stammered, caught unawares, “who do you think I love?”
“The one you talk to on line, who you send special pictures too,” Jess laughed in reply, guiding Christine’s hand down to her pussy. Christine blushed as she realised she must have told Jess her dirty secrets while drunk. She pressed her hand against Jess’s pussy before caressing it, eliciting a moan. Christine slowly ran her middle finger through Jess’s pussy lips right up to her clit. She circled Jess’s clit before kneeling. She ran her hands down Jess’s legs and up again moving them to grasp her glorious arse.
There was a moment of them locked in eye contact. Each of them waiting, neither willing to move first. Christy got a wicked twinkle in her eyes as she leant forward, planting a soft teasing kiss on Jess’s inviting pussy lips. Christy’s action elicited a moan from Jess which was cut short. Christy pulled away, and standing up, she walked out of the showers swaying her hips. Jess was shocked; Christy had been so submissive early on and why did she change? Jess watched Christy’s ass and knew she had to make the most of her time having her. Christy dried her hands before picking up her phone and opening up some pictures to show Jess.