Rare Events In The Shower

Rare Events In the Shower

Further escapades of the characters introduced in the previous Rare Events stories. Hopefully this installment stands on its own, but the characters and backstory are in "Rare Events" and "Rare Events Bring Changes." All characters are over 18 years of age.

"What were you thinking, Kate? Tom? Again??? You had to know I was going to give you shit about that!"

I watched as my BFF squirted the body wash on her chest and lathered herself up. I've never been that attracted to women, but quite enjoy watching Kate get soapy; she is model gorgeous. I've heard over and over that my breasts are super nice, but I don't stack up against her spectacular Ds. They are irresistible tractor beams for men when on display, and they'd obviously worked their magic on Tom. Words are her weapon of choice though; she's going to be a killer attorney.

Wearing only the smirk she'd had on her face since Melissa had left the bathroom leaving us alone in the shower, she handed me the washcloth to use on her back. We'd caught each other having sex with our off-limits housemates the night before, and this was our first chance to make fun.

"Well, it was Tom's little reward for staying quiet about the first time. Anyway, your fault Jen, you got me thinking about it again after our chat about "THE RULE." And you're one to talk, taking advantage of poor virginal Dan!"

I laughed at her gentle rejoinder, but she had a point. I still was feeling a bit guilty since, well...basically assaulting Dan after we'd watched the total eclipse together. The week afterwards he'd avoided me. I thought I'd maybe gone over the line with him, but when I snuck up to his room to apologize, I wound up doing it again. He seemed to like it.

"I'll take that body wash now."

I soaped up while she took the shower head and rinsed.

"I was just horny, Jen. Tom has definitely learned something about female anatomy in pre-med...he gets me off. He's more fun than a sex toy."

I presented my back so she could get me with the washcloth.

"Well, he's had enough practice over the last couple of years!"

That made her laugh. Tom seemingly had run through most of the women in his pre-med study group--and many miscellaneous others--often so loudly that we could hear it on the floor below. He had quite the reputation.

"I know he comes across as a fuck boy. But really, he's not that bad, he likes women! He's smart and funny, he'll be a good physician."

I rolled my eyes. Having finished rinsing herself she turned the shower on me and hosed off my suds as I rotated around to give her full access.

"And all I had to do was send a text; by the time I got to the attic he was ready to go, it's so convenient!"

She handed me the showerhead and paused for a beat.

"But don't tell Leah or Mel!"

I laughed again as I finished rinsing all my bits.

We just wanted to keep the peace. When we'd let the two guys move into the open rooms on the top floor, we'd made it clear that they COULD NOT hit on the four of us girls; that so long as we're housemates, we are off limits no matter how desirable we may seem. That was THE RULE. They've behaved well, though Tom's a bit of a flirt, and it's worked for the nearly two years we've all shared the place. But maybe we should have established whether the rules applied to us hitting on the guys, too...now Kate and I had both crossed that line. Hopefully our transgressions hadn't been so loud that Leah and Melissa already had heard--so to speak. In a few weeks we were all graduating and heading off in different directions for the next steps toward grown-up lives, so it was kind of a moot point now.

In any event, the house had been as peaceful and as fun as such arrangements can be. The biggest problem we'd ever had were the four of us girls trying to share a bathroom on our floor, lol. The saving grace was that it was large and had a nice big shower with a handheld shower head. We'd learned to treat it like a communal space, even sharing the shower at times; Kate and I had had many a girl talk there.

"By the way, did I ever tell you that Leah thinks you're hot?"

"Yes. You have. More than once."

"She's

always

had a crush on you; I'm sure she'd love have sex with you..."

"You know I'm not really into women that way, and don't try to change the subject..."

"Me neither, but Leah's so sweet. It was a new experience for me. And nice."

I suppose

technically

Kate could be said to have crossed the line with Leah already.

"Anyway, at least I don't have to worry about Tom getting too attached...I hope you're thinking about that with Dan, Jen."

That hit home, a big part of my guilt. I'm sure that's what Kate was thinking about when she brought up Leah, it was just an experiment for Kate, and she'd felt a little guilty about that. I'd enjoyed my little dances with Dan and wanted more but didn't want to break his heart when we headed off to the rest of our lives. He is a sweet boy, I really do like him, but at this point in my life I'm not thinking long-term.

"So, what happened last night? I thought Dan was avoiding you? Did you molest the poor kid again?"

I laughed and shot her with the shower wand. Kate knows me too well. And Dan

is

a little younger, because he skipped a year of high school and is graduating from university after three years.

"I prefer to think that I took the lead...hey, he's only a couple years younger than us."

Her turn to be amused; she just shook her head.

"You know how shy he is, he's never done anything like this before. Maybe in his head I suppose..."

"And you felt the need to give a tutorial?"

"He wanted me to."

She was laughing again. I'd finished rinsing and put the shower head back in its holder. We got close and stood under it to keep warm.

"He said so?"

"Not exactly...but he had the biggest erection."

She laughed.

"I mean, I just went up to apologize and make sure he was okay, we were talking on his bed, and he got...it's large and it was just sticking up in his shorts."

I demonstrated with my hand.

"Then you and Tom started in like fucking goats across the hall!"

"And you couldn't keep your hands off him."

"He seemed so helpless...he let me. He liked it though. He really got into it once I told him what to do."

"We could hear you!"

"Yeah? I'm surprised you could hear anything over yourselves. Anyway, I told him he had to buy some condoms if we were going to keep doing it."

"Oh my god, Jen, you mean..." She was laughing again.

"What college guy doesn't keep condoms in his room?"

I shut the water off and we climbed out to grab towels.

"So, it sounds like you plan to continue the lessons."

"Well, he sent me a nice text this morning..."

***

Except for a couple of brief text exchanges, I didn't see or hear from Dan again until Wednesday morning when I came down to the kitchen to grab a bowl of cereal. He was washing what looked like a week's worth of dishes in the sink. One thing that everyone likes about Dan, he's fastidious about cleaning up, and patiently counterbalances the less neatly inclined of us.

He was wearing those lightweight joggers that showed off his butt. I glanced around to make sure none of our housemates were lurking and stepped behind him, wrapping arms around his waist so I could whisper in his ear.

"Hi handsome."

He reddened but didn't respond except with an embarrassed smile. I reached down to grab his ass.

"Did you pick up those condoms we talked about?"

He shook his head yes, and finally turned his head to look at me. He might have gathered his thoughts enough to say something, but just then we heard Leah coming down, in conversation with another girl. Before I could get completely disentangled from Dan they came into the kitchen. I thought Leah gave me a brief side-eye before moving on to introduce her friend. They were looking disheveled and had obviously just crawled out of bed after a fun evening.

"Hi guys, this is Emma. Emma, these are my housemates, Jen and Dan. Any coffee I hope?"

"Hi Emma, welcome to the fun house. I was just asking Dan if he wanted some; I'll make a pot."

"Thanks Jen."

They grabbed some snack bars and sat down at the kitchen table while I ground the beans, taking the opportunity to lean Dan aside to fill the pot with the sink tap.

"I haven't seen you around Emma, where did you guys meet?"

"Lil Deb's. Last night."

A well-known gay hangout in the area. Leah was getting more adventurous.

"Awesome. What are you studying?"

"Education, want to teach math. I'm a junior."

Emma was cute! A match for Leah in that regard. Leah had very reticently come out shortly after we'd all settled in the house. She's one of those shy, quiet people who surprise with their wicked wit and delightful sense of fun once you get to know them, and we all love her. Kate and she are particularly tight, and even experimented a bit after Leah came out, but however much Kate enjoyed those forays she's straight, lucky for Tom. It was nice to see Leah find herself deserving companionship.

"You're headed for law school like Leah?"

"Yeah, all four of us women in the house are, to different schools. Dan over there is our engineer."

We chatted briefly, but when the coffee finished brewing Leah and Emma grabbed cups and headed out. I had to get around for class, so finished my cereal and took a cup for the room, stopping just long enough to whisper in Dan's ear.

"I have a couple things going on this weekend, but text if you want to get together..."

He smiled in that shy way he has.

"Okay."

***

I was half-heartedly studying in my room when Dan texted Sunday night. It was after nine o'clock; I already was showered and lounging in pj shorts and sleeveless tee.

"

Want to get together tonight? you said to text"

"I know you've got stuff going on, ok if you don't

"

I hadn't heard from him since our kitchen conversation and to be honest I was feeling a little guilty before he messaged. I didn't know if he would have the courage to reach out, and I'd been meaning to follow up. Plus, that Friday night I'd run into an old FWB I hadn't seen in months and wound up at his place for the night. It was nice! My days with school friends were coming to an end and I was going to miss them. But I was ovulating and couldn't have been hornier; Dan's text gave me a physical reaction. I responded quickly.

"I do! just got out of shower wet hair and all. Now?"

"Oh... great! give me 15 min for shower"

"

👍

"

I looked in the mirror, but decided there was no point doing anything more just to wreck it and made a note to make sure the lights were low. I stuck a couple of condoms in my pj pocket (I have my favorites) and headed up, thinking I could surprise him in his room when he finished his shower. But hearing the water running another thought occurred as I snuck up the stairs. I slipped into the guys' bathroom (not nearly as nice as ours) and peeked around the curtain, finding Dan hunched over apparently staring at his crotch.

"Need some help there?"

He was so startled he almost fell out of the shower. I noticed two things as he twisted round in shock: one, he was holding something he apparently was using to trim his hedge, and two, he already had a nice erection going. I guess he was excited to see me. His face turned beet red.

"Oh, I can definitely help with that..."

Before he could react, I'd thrown off my pjs and climbed in. He looked incredulous but didn't stop me as I took his razor in hand. Naturally I have experience grooming myself, but also helping a couple of my FWBs with it, too...kind of fun. I asked him what he was going for, but he had no plan.

"Whatever you like, I guess. I didn't know what..."

I was pleased he was trying to neaten himself up; I do like my men trimmed, but not bare except for the shaft, and to be honest he was a little wild down there. I grabbed his boner and told him what to hold, where, to make it easier for me as I set about cleaning him up. He seemed a little jumpy but managed to be still enough that no blood was shed. My efforts did nothing to ease his erection, quite the contrary (okay, maybe I massaged stuff a little more than necessary for the project). He seemed to be struggling not to cum before I was done, leaving me as aroused as him.

"There! A perfect cock and balls!"

I paused for a moment to admire them. From my experience his penis is a little above average in length, but well above average girth, and it stands up so proudly when erect--as he was now--ever so slightly curving toward his belly, with a large, bulbous glans just begging to be sucked. And his balls fill a hefty scrotum to match. The trim made it all appear even more impressive. Honestly, how did he manage to keep these to himself so long? I gave them a peck before I rose to give his face one, too.

Feeling our wet bodies sliding together, my nipples raking against him as I stood up, was such a turn on. I wanted to fuck him right then in the shower, but figuring he needed some quick relief after all the stimulation, instead squirted some body wash on my hand and slid down in front of him for something else.

"Now for a good scrub!"

I soaped him up, making sure his pubes and testicles were well lathered. He didn't try to stop me; the most he could manage was to mumble "Oh god" before I was on him, and he was moaning. I enjoyed giving his balls a good massaging, a little squeezing, and reaching behind them to stroke his perineum; he liked that, and he began tensing and his moans became loud.

"Jen, what are you doing?"

Then I moved one hand to his cock and started stroking, face-to-face with the one-eyed monster. I wanted to watch him cum.

"Jen!!! Oh my god..."

Based on my limited experience with Dan, I knew he would cum quickly, but soon be good for another more leisurely round. Letting my thumb slid over his frenulum, finally stroking his shaft with intent, he started trembling, and then lost it, grunting like an animal as I watched. Four or five big shots, rapid fire, right in my face, before dribbling out a few more. Must have been saving all week! He went weak in the legs and leaned against the wall for a moment after he finished as I squeezed out the final drops.

"Oh my god. I can hardly stand up."

It was a minute or two before he recovered enough to rinse off and climb out of the shower while I washed my face. I didn't have a towel, but after using it on himself Dan gave me his to dry and wrap myself in and slipped on his sweat shorts.

"Check to make sure the coast is clear..."

That made him laugh. He peeked around like a spy and motioned me to follow, and snagging my pjs from the floor I tip-toed across the hall behind him and quietly closed his door.

"Tom's out of town until Tuesday, all quiet on the attic floor." Dan humor!

"Not when I get my hands on you!"

While he grabbed a fresh towel to finish drying and put away his toiletries, I snuck the condoms from my pjs pockets and tucked them under a pillow as I sat on the bed, still wrapped in the towel, then put my feet up and propped myself against the pillow. I watched him fidget with things for a while, not knowing what to do next. Finally, he laid an unopened box of condoms on the nightstand, sat on the bed and put his legs up next to me, looking over. I'm sure I had an amused smile on my face gazing back at him. We sat in silence like that for a minute before I finally leaned over to kiss him. We kissed and chatted for a bit.

"You are a lovely, sweet kisser, Dan."

We only gradually became more passionate. I was extremely aroused and really wanted to have sex now, but waited to see when or if he would unwrap me. He didn't--but his hands did eventually find their way to touch my breasts over the towel, which finally fell away with only a little help from me.

"You are so beautiful Jen..."

I suppose no matter how comfortable you are with your appearance, it's always nice to hear it from a lover gazing adoringly at you. Dan is very sweet.

"I love your breasts."

Now naked to his explorations he had his mouth on my tits and my hand found his cock hard again, fighting confinement. That was enough for me, so after fondling it for a moment I slid down to pull his shorts off, tossing them aside. He smelled so fresh, with just a hint of a musky male scent I loved. I couldn't wait any longer.

Pushing him completely on to his back, I teased his penis with my breasts before sliding them back up along his torso, rubbing my vulva against his cock and giving him a quick kiss, while surreptitiously grabbing a condom from under the pillow (no need to disrupt the mood), and sliding back down between his legs. Though I'd made an exception with virginal Dan before, I didn't want to keep breaking my "no sex without a condom!" rule. Especially since I'd just had sex with somebody else a couple days earlier, aye yai yai (at least I

had

used condoms then).

Looking up as I took his freshly groomed dick in my mouth, I could see Dan watching me while I quietly tore open the wrapper where he couldn't see it. Releasing his cock for a few seconds I popped the condom into my cheek. The no-hands condom trick, a refinement of oral technique perfected early in college days, never failed to surprise and impress new partners, and Dan was no exception, I could see it in his eyes. His thick and very hard penis made it easier, if anything. Putting it on with my mouth seemed more like an extension of foreplay than an interruption in the fun. He was clearly ready, and so was I.

"Now you get to experience sex with a condom!"

I moved up to straddle him cowgirl, rubbed his cock briefly with my engorged labia, then raised up and moved it to my opening. Teasing my entrance with it gave me little spasms which continued as I slowly lowered myself, taking it slow as my juices lubricated him and I accommodated to his girth. I was so aroused I had to pause for a beat to settle down after I had got him all the way in. As much as I like the way it looks, what I love most about his cock is the way it fits. It just seems to touch all the right places and rub me the right way. I was so horny!

He lay stiff under me. Moving on him I immediately felt that tension building inside and knew I was going to cum quickly after so much anticipation. I let myself go for it, gyrating and thrusting against him for maximum pleasure. When I leaned forward to a kiss as I fucked him, the extra pressure against my clit released a fantastic orgasm, leaving me exclaiming in his face. Rising again, hips gyrating, throwing my head back, I gasped and whimpered until finishing and collapsing onto his chest.

"Oh my god, that happened fast."

I was talking to myself. Sometimes I think I orgasm

too

easily. I often cum just from penetrative sex. When I'm really aroused, I can sometimes have one just from having my tits played with. I mean, it doesn't seem right that my guys don't have to work a little harder for it. But then again, I do like a good orgasm and better, I can usually get there more than once. In all fairness, Dan hardly knew what he was doing yet; he needed the practice.

He was still hard in me and obviously hadn't cum. He started moving gently but couldn't do much with my dead weight on him. Holding his butt cheeks, I tried to roll him over and he got the hint, continuing on top, looking down at me and softly sliding in and out. It was sweet.

"Yes, fuck me."

As his own desire grew, he started thrusting harder, banging against me, his pubis griding against mine and his heavy balls slapping my crotch. I wrapped my legs around him and came hard again within minutes. He on the other hand moaned his pleasure a little while longer, eyes closed, pushing himself up for leverage before finally groaning loudly and ejaculating into the bag, while I continued having little spasms. Condoms do wonders to help things last.