The Shower

 

 

 

Chapter 1

 

Once again I was walking down Jenny's street.  It was

late afternoon and I was supposed to meet Jenny for

dinner.  I had butterflies in my stomach and a sore

penis.  The night before Jenny and I had tried

something completely new in our relationship - she had

forced me to experience my fantasy of being watched by

other women while nude.  She had tied me to the bed

naked, (which was not unusual in itself - we often

experimented with mild bondage on each other) tortured

my penis with a feather until I was begging for

release and then opened the window blinds to let her

neighbors Anne, Becky and Rose watch as I was teased,

spanked and finally forced to masturbate for their

viewing pleasure.  It was probably the most intense

orgasm I'd ever had but I still wasn't sure if it was

going to change my relationship with Jenny.  I knew

she said she was comfortable with other women seeing

me - even in an intimate setting - so long as things

didn't go any further than looking, but part of me had

doubts.

 

I was still having some second thoughts of my own

about what had happened the night before as well.  In

the physical sense I really enjoyed the experience but

it was also terrifying and humiliating at the same

time.  I wasn't sure how I would feel if I met Anne,

Becky or Rose.  Would I still be embarrassed?  Would

they have a lower opinion of me?  All of these

questions were circling in my head which is why I

didn't notice Anne crossing the street and walking

towards me.

 

"Hi Pete!" Anne yelled as she got closer.

 

My heart skipped a beat.  This woman who I barely knew

had just seen me completely naked the night before and

now she was walking towards me smiling at me like

nothing had ever happened.

 

"Hi Anne," I managed to say, not very loudly.  Anne

was a tall blond grad student about a year older than

Jenny and I.  She was attractive and seemed friendly

but I hardly knew her.  Before last night we had only

met a few times in passing but now I felt as if she

had seen a very intimate side of me - which she had!

She and Jenny were pretty good friends, though, which

gave me some degree of comfort.

 

"So, having dinner with Jenny, I presume?" Anne asked

as she drew up along side me.  I guessed that she was

heading home and thus we would be walking together for

another 2 blocks.

 

"Yup.  We always have dinner together on Friday

nights," I replied, still feeling nervous and speaking

softly.  We walked in silence for several minutes.

After a while I gazed up at the canopy of color that

covered Jenny's street.  Autumn is one of my favorite

times of the year but to be honest I was just trying

to avoid looking at Anne.

 

"Come on, Pete, why are you being so quiet?" Anne

asked, turning towards me and putting on a concerned

expression.  "You're not feeling embarrassed about

last night, are you?"

 

"Well, I guess I am.  Wouldn't you?"  I asked.

 

"Hey, there's nothing to be embarrassed about!" Anne

insisted. "I think it's cool that you and Jenny have

such a good relationship that you can make each

other's fantasies come true and if you like showing

off, then why not do it?  Besides, Jenny made all

three of us swear to secrecy ahead of time so you

don't need to worry about any of us going out and

telling stories about you."

 

"Well, thanks, I guess I shouldn't be so uptight about

it, right?"  I said cautiously.

 

"Of course you shouldn't be uptight!  Come on, Pete,

don't be afraid to live a little!" Anne insisted.

 

"Thanks," I repeated and smiled at her.  I was glad

she wasn't teasing me and she had a point - why should

I be worried about what other people thought about me?

 

"If it makes you feel better, all three of us thought

you were incredibly sexy.  Rose even got off right

there in my room!" Anne said, laughing.

 

I felt my face immediately turn bright red and I could

only mumble, "um, thanks."

 

We were almost to Jenny's house and Anne turned to go

down the alley that ran between her house and Jenny's.

 

"See you later, Pete!" Anne said as she walked away,

still laughing.  I think she intentionally put extra

emphasis on the word "see".

 

I was still blushing when I walked through Jenny's

front door and into her kitchen where she was

preparing dinner.

 

"Hi Darling!" Jenny said as she reached up to give me

a quick kiss on the lips.  "I made your favorite

tonight: spaghetti and meatballs.  I hope you're

hungry because I accidentally made a really large

batch of noodles!"

 

"That sounds great, Jenny," I said, hanging up my coat

in a closet just of the kitchen.

 

When I walked back into the kitchen I turned to Jenny

and gave her another kiss, this one a little longer.

 

"Is it just my imagination or are you blushing?" Jenny

asked me.

 

"Well, I was walking home and I ran into Anne.  I

guess I'm still kind of embarrassed about last night,"

I answered.

 

"Oh, poor darling," Jenny purred, hugging me close, "I

hope you're not mad about what I put you through.  I

really thought you'd be living out your fantasy."

Jenny seemed genuinely concerned.

 

"No, I'm not mad.  It was my fantasy and it was pretty

incredible but I just hadn't ever expected it to come

true," I explained.  "And it's a little hard for me to

know what to say when Anne tells me she thinks I'm

sexy.  I mean, it would be awkward if anyone other

than you said that to me but it's especially awkward

when the person who says it is someone who's actually

watched me having sex."

 

Jenny laughed and then hugged me tighter.  "See, I've

always been telling you that you were a real hunk.

Now I guess you'll believe me!  I bet those girls went

through an entire package of batteries for their

vibrators last night after what they saw," she

continued.  She then looked up at me with a more

serious expression, "but don't worry - this doesn't

affect us at all.  I still love you and I know you

love me.  I'm happy to do anything that gets you

turned on so long as once you're turned on it's my

pussy that gets to feel your hard dick explode inside

it!"

 

I grabbed Jenny's ass, bent my head down and kissed

her deeply on the mouth.  "Don't worry, Jenny, you'll

be feeling this hard dick inside your pussy very soon,

I think!"

 

Just then the noodles on the stove started to boil

over.

 

"Hold that thought, lover!" Jenny said as she stepped

to the stove to contain the mess.  "Let's get some

food to eat first.  I'm starving!"

 

 

Chapter 2

 

After dinner I helped Jenny clean the kitchen before

we moved up to the bedroom for dessert.  Jenny had

made strawberry jello cubes earlier in the evening and

she filled one bowl for each of us.  We were sitting

on her bed listening to jazz when I had an idea.

 

"Hey Jenny, I've got an idea," I said slyly, "take off

you shirt!"

 

"Ok" Jenny replied and unbuttoned her flannel shirt.

She shrugged it off of her shoulders and draped it

over a bedpost.

 

"Bra too," I ordered.

 

Jenny obediently took of her bra, releasing her

gorgeous size C breasts.  Despite having seen them

many times before I still had to pause for a moment

and just stare.  Jenny's Asian and has a relatively

small body - except for her breasts - which really

makes them stand out.  That and the fact that they

appear to defy gravity - perfect hemispheres without

even a hint of sag.  And the smooth skin that just

invites you to caress it...

 

"So, are you just going to stare at my tits or did you

have something in mind?" Jenny asked with mock

impatience.

 

"Yeah," I replied, waking from my daydreaming, "I want

you to serve the rest of my jello to me on your

breasts.  See if you can hold still while I lick it

off!"

 

"Oh my, that's going to be difficult!" Jenny smiled as

she leaned back against a pillow and balanced the

first cube on her left breast, just above the nipple.

Fortunately Jenny's breasts are so perky that the

jello didn't roll off.

 

I gently licked the first cube off, being sure to let

my tongue brush her erect nipple.

 

"Oh!" Jenny moaned when I touched her sensitive flesh.

 She jumped a little but the jello didn't fall.

 

She placed another cube on the second breast and this

time I licked her nipple more aggressively before

sucking the jello cube into my mouth.  Jenny moaned

even more loudly and shook a little.

 

We continued like this until we had exhausted my bowl

of jello and Jenny's breasts were sticky with

strawberry jello.

 

"Ok, now it's your turn!" Jenny declared.

 

I pulled my shirt off over my head and lay down on

Jenny's bed.  Jenny placed jello squares on my

nipples, chest and stomach.  Before she ate a single

one she unzipped my pants and pulled them off of my

legs.  She also removed my underwear, freeing my erect

penis.

 

"Ooh, I'm glad to see you're enjoying this already!"

Jenny laughed.

 

"Anytime I get to look at those breasts of yours I

always get turned on," I replied.

 

Jenny placed several cool jello cubes on my thighs and

then placed the last couple on my balls and at the

base of my penis.  Then, starting from the top she

gently but eagerly devoured each cube in succession -

nipples (biting my each one playfully), then chest,

stomach, thighs, balls and finally the one just above

my penis.  She paused for just a second and then

sucked my penis into her mouth, engulfing the entire

head and part of the shaft.

 

"Oh!" I cried as my back arched. 

 

Jenny licked her tongue around the end of my penis

several times causing surges of electricity to radiate

throughout my body before she finally released my

penis.  She then got up off the bed and for a second I

was worried that I was about to experience a repeat of

last night.

 

"Don't worry, Pete," she assured me.  "Tonight you're

all mine!"

 

With that she stripped off her pants and underwear in

one smooth motion and climbed back on top of me.  She

settled herself above my crotch, reached down, grasped

my bulging penis and guided it into her wet vagina.

 

"Oh, I've been wanting to do this to you ever since

last night but you were just too tired.  Well, now

it's my turn and I'm going to ride you like a horse!"

she cried and started a rapid up and down motion with

her hips that caused my penis to plunge deep into her

body.  She tossed her head back, moaned and then

leaned forward, hanging her breasts right in front of

my face.

 

"Clean my tits, lover!" she demanded.

 

I complied and greedily took each one into my mouth in

turn, licking and sucking until I had removed all of

the sticky jello from her luscious mounds.

 

"Oh, that felt so good, now I just need you to spray

inside me!" she yelled and resumed her frantic

bouncing on my crotch.  Up and down she went, faster

and faster until she climaxed.  She continued moving

violently as her love canal contracted around my rigid

penis - a sensation so strong that I, too, climaxed

and sprayed my hot semen deep inside her.

 

"Oh, my, that felt soooo good!" she purred as she

collapsed onto my chest, exhausted.

 

"That was incredible," I agreed.

 

We lay there together for several minutes, Jenny on

top of me, my penis still inside her.  Eventually her

strength recovered and Jenny climbed off.

 

"Eww, I'm all sticky.  That jello is like glue!" she

complained.

 

"Yeah, me too," I concurred. 

 

We both walked quickly to the bathroom and climbed

into the shower.  The shower in the bathroom adjoining

Jenny's bedroom was installed in the space that was

once occupied by a bathtub so it's actually quite

large.  Jenny and I loved to take showers together,

frequently incorporating it in our lovemaking.  This

time, however, we were both spent so we both just

relaxed and enjoyed the warm water and gently washed

each other. 

 

"So, how was that?" Jenny asked.

 

"That was great, Jenny," I replied, "you know I love

it when you're on top."

 

"But was it as good as last night?" she asked,

smiling.

 

"Well, last night was just different.  This was more

personal but last night was more intense," I replied.

 

"I could tell.  I've never seen you come that hard

before - I thought your penis was going to explode!"

Jenny said.  "So when do you want to try it again?"

 

"Again?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.  I had expected

this to be a one-time event.

 

"Of course!  You weren't the only one getting turned

on, you know.  I loved watching your face turn bright

red when you realized those girls could see you!  I

want to do it again - if you're interested, that

is..."

 

"Yeah, I'm interested.  But what did you have in

mind?"

 

"Well," Jenny began slowly, watching my face to see my

reaction, "I ran into Rose this morning and she was

asking about you.  She was telling me how much she

enjoyed the show last night and really wanted to know

when we were going to do it again."

 

I smiled, "yeah, Anne told me that Rose was really

getting turned on."

 

"So, how about we arrange for you to give her a

private show?" Jenny suggested.

 

I paused.  "A private show?  Are you sure?"  My voice

was hesitant but my penis immediately began to rise.

 

"Why not?" Jenny asked, rhetorically.  "I can see that

the idea turns you on," she said, pointing at my

penis.

 

"Well, ok.  But how are we going to arrange it?  She

seems pretty shy, doesn't she?" I asked.

 

"Do you remember the shower in our beach house on

Anegada?" Jenny asked me.

 

Of course I remembered - how could I forget?  It was

on a vacation on Anegada in the Virgin Islands that

Jenny and I had first met and fallen in love.  And it

was through a hole in the shower wall that I had first

seen Jenny, naked - and through the same hole that she

had first spied on me.

 

"Sure, I remember it," I said, grabbing Jenny's ass

playfully.  "But unfortunately your shower doesn't

have such a convenient peephole, Jenny."

 

"Well, that can be fixed, right handyman?"

 

"Hmm, I guess so," I said, turning to examine the

shower wall.  "Actually, it shouldn't be too hard.

Look here." 

 

I pointed at a section of plaster that had been used

to fill in the hole where the tub faucet used to come

out.  The plaster was constantly getting wet from the

spray of the shower and was cracked and crumbling in a

few places.  The old faucet had been fairly high

(about 3 feet off the floor) so any hole we put in it

would be at a perfect height for a potential peeping

tom.  They'd have a close-up view of the most

interesting body parts of whoever happened to be in

the shower.  Which would likely be me.

 

"What's on the other side of this wall?" I asked

Jenny.

 

"I think it's the closet of the second bedroom," Jenny

replied.  "Shall we check it out?" she asked.

 

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