The Slumber Party [Shower]
The Slumber Party
There was a certain way about how Monique bent over to fill the bath tub, a certain feline grace and near-innocence with how her stocking bent and bugled at the thickness of her caramel thighs. How they ended just beneath her ass, the suspenders forming a taut black road for Kim's eyes to follow right up to her ass, peaking out as her school skirt rode up to reveal her white G-string. She was kind of sweaty, too. In her rush to have a bath Monique had left the door ajar, showing off her feet as he stood on her tip-toes to reach over the baths edge. The walk home had been long, after all. And they both wanted to be ready for the others when they finally showed up in a few hours.
So they had plenty of time to kill.
Kim sat on her bed, enjoying the view as Monique bent further.
Feeling a little devious, are we? Kim thought to herself and her perfect pussy that had begun to grow wet. There was a sweetness to it, a scent that made Kim's tongue and mouth water. If she had to pick a word to describe this evening, it would be devious. An entire night, a slumber party with her friends and three pints of sweet ice cream in the fridge. All waiting for Kim's plan tonight. A night of sweetness, of caramel and vanilla running down their bodies one after the other.
Kim supposed it was best she warm up. She was sure Monique would soon think the same.
"Hey girl! Would it be okay if I used your raspberry wash?" Monique called over the sound of the running water. Kim's reply was to sneak into the bathroom, silent as she could. As Monique began to lather herself in the raspberry soap, naked and already slick with water, Kim slipped two fingers down an ass cheek following the droplets as they drippled around its supple, shiny curve. Right down into the supple little lips of her pussy.
At that, Monique let out a gasp. Her surprise quickly curled into a grin and a mischievous giggle. This might not have been the first time Kim played about with her best friend. Well, one of her best friends.
"Kim!" She sniggered, bending over further with a wiggle of her ass. With a satisfied groan at her easy submission, Kim slipped two soft fingers in and out. Slowly, at first. Then faster. And faster. Monique's back arched, her ass shaking with every slap of Kim's hand into her warm, wet pussy. And oh, she moaned. In a way only she could, her voice growing higher and higher as Kim went faster and faster. Water and pussy juice ran down her legs, dripping as her knees shook, tits slapping back and forth, wet and loud under the shower water.
So Kim went faster and faster, harder and harder despite Monique's replies that came in gasps and eager pleads, gasps that quickly lapsed into high-pitched cries. Cries and wet slaps that echoed in the bathroom. But there was no one here to stop them. No parents. No siblings. Just the two of them. So Kim didn't hold back. With arms well-muscled but slim she pounded and pounded until Monique's legs shook and caved, her pussy tightening around Kim's fingers and with a cry, climaxed. Wet, warm, fluids soaked the two of them.
Kim lent over Monique, pressing her smaller but perkier tits against her back. She left her with a soft kiss against the nape of her neck.
'That was...a good warm-up.' Kim thought with a smirk, a fire forming in her belly at the thought of the rest of her plan.