(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun. This story is highly serialized, and though it's not 100% necessary to have read the whole story up until this point to enjoy the content of the chapter, it's definitely advisable to understand the many ongoing plots.)
(Author's Note: Well, it's been a while since we've seen this series title, hasn't it? I know, it's been forever, but I haven't forgotten the flagship title of the SYM-Verse, not for one second. I want to thank you all for your patience as I've explored spin-offs and a MILF-centric miniseries, but now we're getting back into the swing of the story that brought so many of you here in the first place. For those of you wondering, this takes place after all the events of Book Club Memories and Chapter 3 of Diary of a Goth Princess, and while not 100% necessary, it would help to have read those to understand a lot of the mentioned plot points.
I want to thank everyone who voted on how some of the action of this chapter will shake out, and as always, I want to give special thanks to fellow Literotica author Lil_kitty for her excellent work as my editor and acting as a second set of eyes on this chapter, and for letting me know what did and didn't work; if you get a chance, please check out her work and drop some stars if you enjoyed, she writes some very hot and fun stories.)
Previously, on Senior Year Memories, Book Club Memories & Diary of a Goth Princess: Attending a D&D game night with his recently reconciled best friend, Tori McNeil, 18-year-old Ryan Collins may not have had the dice on his side, but did wind up having a good time having sex with busty Asian nerd Katie Park. This was all a prelude, however, to a long weekend spent with the MILFs of Viola Kent's book club having, well, pretty much all the sex in the world, all leading to a direct confrontation with Karen Bowman, the mother of his longtime bully, Kyle. Though she tried to leverage various school programs against him, Ryan manipulated the situation so that not only would she use her PTA influence to back off on the threatened programs (including Mrs. Harker's spring musical), but that they would cap off their newfound accord with hot group sex. With a new lease on March, anything feels possible in Ryan's world.
Meanwhile, Ryan's girlfriend, 18-year-old goth princess Josie Wong, has been having adventures of her own, including a trip to the local sex shop with one of her best friends, the band geek turned cheerleader, Sarah Kent. While enjoying the shop's glory holes, Sarah admitted to Josie that she had gained feelings for Josie, and Ryan, and their mutual girlfriend Brooke, a development that Josie welcomed, but one that could certainly complicate relationships moving forward...
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It had been a week since I came home from Viola Kent's book club getaway, and I was just about recovered. Yes, I know, poor Ryan, had too much sex with so many MILFs who treated him so nicely... but I gotta give it to those ladies, they had energy to spare, and by the end of that Monday I was well and truly fucked out. I took it easy at school for that next week, a choice made all the easier by Brooke and Josie being busy with family obligations, and it being easy enough for me to very politely turn down the handful of girls who hit me up via text.
...okay, maybe I had a quick thing with the pizza girl, but beyond that, I was semi-abstinent for most of that week, and not minding this recharge period too much. The rare time I had with Josie and Brooke was nice and sweet, the three of us studying or watching movies, and making out, of course... but we kept it pretty simple.
For a while, anyway.
It was bright and early on Monday morning, and I was taking a shower before school, thinking about the week's homework and tests, and maybe even allowing those thoughts of applying to college to seep in, given that we were now about a week into March. I was getting lost in thought under the hot blast of my showerhead, inhaling my body wash's fruit-scented aroma, when I heard the bathroom door open and close quickly.
My cock was hard almost instantly.
Brooke King had a way of doing that to you.
"Like, O-M-G, these muffins your dad made us are, like, amazing! Totally the best," she intoned from the other side of the shower curtain.
I could just see the faint outline of my petite blonde girlfriend in her hot pink pajamas, licking her fingers as she must have just finished one of the muffins Dad had left for us. Looking at her through the curtain, though, I soon saw her pajamas hitting the floor.
"Let him know the next time you see him; should be back from this conference sooner than usual, I think," I said.
"I will!" Brooke replied, pulling back the shower curtain and eyeing me with a long, lecherous look.
It was an easy look for me to return. 5'1" and the very definition of petite, Brooke was a tiny, fit cheerleader with a lusciously round butt and the perkiest A-cup tits. Her face was at once sweet and naughty, with rounded cheeks, a cute, upturned nose, a mischievous smile and the biggest, most dazzling green eyes you had ever seen. While her shoulder-length blonde hair was usually kept up in a pair of pigtails, she wore it down right now, given that she was about to hop in the shower with me.
My cock stirred at the memories of her coming over last night, and the fun we got up to...
Smiling that cute, devilish grin of hers, she climbed into the shower with me, closing the curtain behind her as she stepped under the hot spray of water. "So, like, where'd he learn to bake like that anyway? I *so* need to steal some of his recipes..."
I laughed. "College buddy of his was a chef, even had a TV show for a while; Dad and I got to sit in on a couple tapings, even. He gave Dad baking tips and some of his recipes before that whole scandal when he got busted for smuggling all those exotic turtles for resale."
As she finished rubbing shampoo into her hair, Brooke's eyes went wide. "Ooh, I remember that guy! That was a really good show! Sucks that they canceled it."
I shrugged. "Well, he *was* guilty. Still, good recipes, and Dad knows how to make 'em well."
"Sure does," Brooke giggled. "Get my back?"
Showering with Brooke was always like a game you weren't 100% sure of the rules of. Sometimes it would just be a shower, and other times, it was a prelude to sex. I couldn't read where she was this morning, but I was happy to soap up her back all the same, since I'd always take any excuse to touch her.
I soaped up her back, scrubbing it in as she braced against the wall for support.
"You can, like, go a little lower, make sure to get my butt!" Brooke giggled, looking over her shoulder at me.
"Uh huh... make sure we get you nice and clean?" I suggested, dropping my hands to massage her ass.
"Something... something like that..." she purred, grinding her ass lightly against my hands.
I grinned, sliding my middle finger between her ass cheeks and pressing it first against, then into her asshole. Brooke sighed, appreciative as I thrust it gently in and out of her tight, clutching hole.
Then she giggled. "Feels like someone's totally excited to shower with me..."
It took me a second to realize my cock was pressing up against the side of her ass, but she quickly reached behind her to grab hold.
I pulled my finger out of her ass, while Brooke turned around, angling herself under the showerhead to clean herself of all soap and shampoo and anything else that might sting for either of us.
