Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2000 12:13:30 -0800 (PST) From: Kristen Abrhams <msraspberryswirl@yahoo.com> Subject: Kailen-5 ----------------------------------------------- Kailen - 5 ----------------------------------------------- Walking down the hallway with my towel over my shoulder and my shower basket in the other, I thought about the last few days. I'd been a busy girl and was in need of a luxurious shower. Once inside, I checked to make sure no one was there. Even better. All by myself! Stepping to the shower, I pulled back the curtains and turned on the water. Hot. Hot. Hot. That's what I wanted. I pulled the outer curtain shut and pulled my bathrobe open and hung it on the hook. My hair fell down my back as I pulled the hair clip loose. I grabbed the soap, stepped under the steaming jets and closed the curtain behind me. My back to the water, I felt its fingers snake down my back and into crevices like some impatient lover you continually chastise. They try to feel your body in sorts of improper ways, yet you miss it if they don't at least try. Head back. The water soaks my long hair. I noticed how it feels different wet than dry (aside from the obvious). I'm used to its sway when it's dry. I just feels different wet. Taking the soap, I rubbed it against my neck and face. Spreading the soap around with my palm, I could distinguish between the heat from the water and the heat from my own hands. Electricity radiated from my touch. "Mmmmmmm." It felt good. "Need some help?" It was Shelly coming to join me. I smiled as she opened her robe and stepped close. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. "Well, missy, we have to wet you down, first." I turned so she was directly under the water. Soon, we were taking turns lathering each other up (in more ways than one). I did her back. She washed my legs. All the while, we steal a touch here. Grab a caress there. Impatient lovers teasing and stoking the fires of anticipation. Earlier, I'd told Shelly about my tryst with Donna (see Kailen-4). She smiled. It wasn't that she approved. She'd been a bad girl too. Shelly was still seeing her louse of a boyfriend, but she said that that afternoon, while I was schooling Donna, she was with him and he really scored. I don't mean that he got lucky. I mean, he actually did something with Shelly that had her floored. "That fast bastard actually showed me something I didn't expect. And now, I want to show you, Kailen." Apparently, this mystery act had to be done in the shower. So, we set our alarms for 3 am. By that point all of the normal people are sleeping and the others are too drunk to care if they see two girls get into the shower together. So, here we were. After the royal treatment (shower, shampoo and lots of kissing and touching), I broached the subject. "O.K., Shelly, what's the deal? What did the Limp Stud do that blew your mind?" "Do you trust me?" "What?" "Do you trust me," Shelly asked again. "Yeah," I said tentatively. It was true, but I was wondering where this was leading. "It's something we've never done before, but I want you to enjoy it. OK?" I grinned. "OK." "Close your eyes." I did and tried to figure out what she was doing by the sounds I heard. Rustling. She was opening the curtain to get to her things. All sorts of ideas flashed in my mind: motion lotion? But that doesn't do you any good in the shower. The Limp Stud? No, she would never bring him! I know she loves him (for some reason), but she knows the whole thing is lost on me. Plus, if I were to share a guy with her, it would not be him. "O.K. Keep 'em closed. Hold out your hand." I did as I was told and she lathered up both palms with soap. Next she brought my hands down. By where her voice was and where her hands were, I knew she was right in front of me. Finally, she wrapped my fingers around a robust rubber shaft and slid my hands up to the bulbous head and down to the base against her body. My eyes bulged out. "You bought a fake cock?!?" She was giggling at my response. But there she was, Shelly standing in front of me with this black "harness" around her like underwear and a decent sized erection jutting straight out in front of her. I just stared at this "thing" in my hands. It had been a while since I'd seen a real one up close and person, and this had everything I remembered: the rough, helmet shaped tip; the wide veins down the side; even the scrotum and testicles swinging down below. "This is too weird. You don't expect to do anything to me with that. Do you?" She smiled and stepped closer. Her "cock" hung down between my legs. Jeez! Softly, Shelly kissed me. Still, the water massaged us and inflamed our skin. She kissed harder. She wanted closer. I spread my legs and let her press against me with the base of her "cock". I wrapped my arms around her neck and kissed back. If I really wanted to get "fucked" by an extra appendage, I'd have found a guy for the night. Shelly, however, thought this would be different. I'd have to trust her. Her hands rose to caress my breasts under the steaming water. This soon had me breathing deeply and wanting her to go further. I broke our kiss. "So, Miss I-Have-A-Big-Swinging-Dick," I said in a tone that implied my curiosity, "this it? Just gonna stand against me and kiss me with your nice new phallus hanging down?" She pressed her right index finger to my lips as if to say, "Shhhh." Moving back slightly, Shelly caused the cock to slide against my swollen pussy. I was excited. Yes. And my sex betrayed me. I shuddered in ecstasy. It was short. It was quick. It was nice. Soon, I felt the end. The tip. The lips of my pussy swallowed it. Not all the way, but standing so close with a fake cock straining to stand tall and proud (isn't that the way they're supposed to be?), the cock slid between the supple, swollen flesh it encountered. Again, she moved back. Now, the rough head of the cock rested against my clit. The breathing that was a shudder now came in short gasps. Shelly's hands roamed freely over my body. Her lips stayed glued to my mouth, my face or my neck. But the constant was the rough head of her cock against my clit. Slowly, the moved it back and forth in short thrusts. Nothing too big. Fractions of an inch. That friction, however, ignited my sex. The fireball that always engulfed me in times of passion would take on new life. Bigger life. I don't know why, but I just knew. As if on automatic pilot, I pulled her closer... just a touch. It was enough to move the cock further. Now, it started with the rough head of the cock and continued with the veiny web along the topside. Somehow, they touched me exactly how I needed it. I could feel each line against my sex, and I enjoyed each one of them. No, I was enraptured by each of them. A symphonic texture spoke to my libido and brought out its song. "Lean back," Shelly whispered. I'd have done anything at that point. Against the wall, I just caressed the back of Shelly's neck and kissed her lips. I'd lost the power of speech and could only feel. No thoughts of anyone but us. No talk of jealousy. Just our passion. Climbing and climbing, my fever plateaued before its crescendo. Seeing the look of frustration on my face, Shelly took each of my nipples in hand and pinched lightly. "Ooooh," was the only sound I could make. Her hands opened and gathered more of my breasts. They closed as though they were trying to squeeze my climax from them. Finally, they enveloped my nipples (which were now wonderfully swollen from the squeezing). Everything exploded at once: the volcanic fire from my clit arced to my nipples and enveloped my mind. No way I could explain it or describe it except to say that my soul was washed clean by Shelly's passion... or rather the passion she released in me. Wave after wave came over me. All I knew about the real world (i.e. where people were not getting their world rocked) was that I was arching my back and Shelly was holding me up while whispering, "That's it. Yes. Mmmmmm." I could see her at this same moment with her man. I could just see her. Warmth and love glowed from her and made her the most beautiful creature I'd ever seen. The journey didn't stop. As I rode wave after wave, my soul swelled, and I felt whole. Shelly's love and passion, the glow I'd seen, filled me up and told me that all was right with the world. The mist eventually cleared, and I found myself on Shelly's lap. She held me close while my legs wrapped around her. I shuddered and shook like never before. She held me tight to comfort me. To soothe me. We were on the shower floor. Water hit the side of the stall, so we only got some spray. I was straddling Shelly with her penis all the way inside of me. I just held on. Life was how it was supposed to be at that moment in time. Nothing was going to change... at least for as long as we could stay in that shower. ----------------------------------------------- THE END ----------------------------------------------- Comments and suggestions are always welcome at "msraspberryswirl@yahoo.com"