"What?" she retorted, "That wasn't my fault!" She looked at me honestly, though we both knew she was just clumsy, and we started silently laughing.
"Honey, you are just something else!" I whispered to her, smiling. But secretly the aching between my legs was just too much. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't control it. It happened whenever I was with Claire, she was just beautiful in a way no one could comprehend. She was slim and toned, with a light, even tan coating her flawless, smooth skin. Her long brown tresses fell to her shoulder blades topped with a light kink from swimming at the Bahama beaches that day. Her green eyes were unique and often changed from that to blue in the sunlight. She was still in her bikini though she had her towel around her waist, just below her belly button, her top covered just enough of her taught breasts, just enough to make me crazy.
I could feel my bottoms getting wet as we traveled as silently as we could through the sparse trees behind the beach house, trying not to get caught by the chaparones guarding the entrances. When we signed up for this college sophmore's retreat we had never expected such fun! There were so many ways to sneak out, and the one we usually used was coming up just ahead. We finally found the tall tree with low enough branches to jump onto, and that's just what we did but on the second level of branches, her towel fell, revealing her long legs. My breath caught in my throat, and she looked up seeing me eyeing her incredible body.
"You jealous?" she teased.
"Mmmm, a little." I replied. Which was true, she was very wonderful, but I did love my own body, my curves a little softer than hers.
"Jasmine, stop it... You shouldn't be." she tried eyeing me right back, first watching my dark brown super-curly hair move it the light breeze, then moving to my face, my big brown eyes, my high cheekbones, and full lips. She kept traveling down towards my full C cups I knew she was jealous of, though she was only 1 size smaller, down to my soft, but flat tummy revealed by my own bikini, then down again lingering on the shorts that covered my wet mound, then her eyes finally traveled the length of my own pairs of long legs. Though I had bronze colored skin that was very nice and curvy, while still slim and she had a peachy colored tone with toned small muscles throughout it, our bodies were alike in more ways then not and we found a bond over that, along with many other things, which made us feel like fraternal twins, and that bond made us inseperable.
And now in that tree we were both slighty aroused though the neither of us knew about the other's predicament.
"Oh come on, hurry up you slow poke!" I said cutting through the silence, she smiled then followed after me as I climbed up the rest of the tree and onto the branch that stopped just outside the balcony of our room. We climbed in then collapsed onto the one king bed in our room, completely exhausted from the day in the ocean.
"Well," she started, "I'm gonna go take a shower, get all this salt outta my hair, feel free to join me." she finished coyly.
And though we had taken plenty of showers together before I don't know if was just me or if I really did here the second meaning in her words, but either way I needed a shower or else all my curls would end up just in clumps of knots in the morning. And as if on cue, I heard the shower come on in the bathroom. I started to undress, first my swimsuit top, then my shorts and my wet bottoms and then tossed them into the hamper beside our closet.
I started to walk towards the bathroom, then stopped and considered waiting until Claire was finished but then I got a peak of her by the shower. She was leaning in a little to test the temperature of the water, and I could see her firm ass, and her perky breasts along with the nipples that topped them. I decided, as Claire got in the shower, that I couldn't miss an opourtunity like this if we had the same things on our mind. So I walked into the bathroom and closed the door, letting the steam gather and increase the heat in the room.
"Knock, knock!" I shouted, trying to make my voice heard over the noise of the shower.
"Yeah, I thought you would come... you know you can't resist." she joked.
"Um, yeah sure," I smiled, ignoring the tension. I walked over to the shower and opened the glass door that was now fogged up from the steam, and for the umpteenth time that day, my breath caught as I took in the sight before me.
Claire was soaked through, but she made it look sexy. Water was trickling down her upright tits, down her torso and onto her perfect little cunt, with a small patch of brown hair just above her lips. And again, she saw me staring at her perfect body. And then, we both knew what eachother wanted. But I decided to be sneaky and try to work up to it... make her work for it. And though neither of us had been with another girl before, we'd watched plenty of movies and heard lots of stories that we were practically experts.
So I stepped into the stream of water with her and closed the door pretending like nothing had happened. I closed my eyes and the water wash over me soaking my hair, and I ran my hands around my body, just to get all places, all of them, wet. Then I reached for the shampoo and started running it through my hair, then rinsing, covering my body in suds. I could feel Claire watching me, while holding a loofa in her hand attempting to wash herself but I guess the distractions were just too much, haha. I continued with the conditioner, though waiting before rinsing to let my hair soak up the moisture. I grabbed the other loofa in the shower and poured some of the intoxicationg body gel onto it then proceeding to lather myself with it passing again over my firm breasts, along my arms, my legs, my pussy... which seemed to bring a sigh from Claire who still stood, staring at me. Then I finished, rinsing out my hair and my body, then stepping out of the shower.
"Okay, all yours, Claire." I remarked as I toweled myself off, smirking at the expression on her face.
