Jess had a secret. It's what kept her out of the dorm's showers until late at night or very early in the morning. She knew she wasn't like most other girls in a way that would be difficult to conceal in a shared bathroom. So, she kept her clothes on and kept her secret to herself, only going to the shared showers at the most odd of hours.
Ironically, that's what tipped her off to her roommate's similar patterns. Jen also never went to shower at any regular times; times naturally dictated by the usual rhythms of classes and sports and the pulse of university life. Jess barely thought about it consciously - or so she told herself. Still, the unusual rhythms of Jen's daily ablutions set Jess' mind working on some level and she began to see other tells.
Just like Jess, Jen never changed in sight of anyone else. Even though they were as close and comfortable with one another as roommates and close friends could possibly be, Jen - now that Jess thought about it - was just as body shy and awkwardly modest as Jess was herself.
In the darkness of their shared dorm room, Jess heard Jen quietly moving around, gathering her toiletries and towel for another surreptitious trip to the showers. Jess waited until Jen was gone, then used the moments of privacy to think, and she soon started thinking about relieving herself, as she often did when Jen slipped out to take one of her usually long showers.
As horny as Jess usually was, her sex life was mostly solitary, so she took the opportunity to indulged herself now, slipping her fingers into her panties to caress herself. She'd had a boyfriend once. Then a girlfriend. Both had awkwardly gone their own ways shortly after they finally discovered - as was inevitable - Jessica's secret.
Jess gripped that secret now and felt it swell in her grip. She slipped her other hand into her panties and slid her fingers down across the prominent swelling of her outer labia, feeling and stroking the bulges of the extra anatomy concealed within them.
Jessica sighed as she felt the warm flow of arousal suffusing her body and brain. Her cock throbbed in her hand, eager for release and she felt the walls of her vagina stretch and moisten in arousal at the same time. Her cock was hard and throbbing. Where most women had clits of various shapes and sizes, Jess had a full-fledged and fully functional penis. It was the terminus of her urethra and the vent for her highly productive testicles and their associated glands.
That's what kept Jess out of the showers: Where most girls had a clitoris, Jess had a huge, prominent, unconcealable cock. Even when she was fully soft, just one stray glance at her privates, with her flaccid penis dangling between her thighs would alert anyone to the fact that Jessica's anatomy was not at all normal.
Jess gave in to her urges and stoked her abnormalities. There was no denying that her extra equipment afforded her extra pleasure. She dipped her fingers into her steadily moistening pussy and used her own sex juices to lubricate the fingers that she used to stroke her cock. Jess moaned quietly into the darkness of her room, fully enjoying the opportunity to pleasure herself, alone, while Jen took her own private shower for her own private reasons.
Distantly, a part of Jessica's mind wondered what those reasons might be, even - remotely imagining if they might be similar to her own reasons for being shy. Closer to home, though, Jess left most thoughts aside as she massaged her outer lips and the soft orchids of the sensitive testicles that they mostly concealed. Warm, tingling waves of pleasure coursed through Jessica's body as she stroked her throbbing cock and slid two fingers into her hot, wet pussy. She left thoughts of Jen's bathing habits behind and immersed herself in the buzzing bliss of her self-pleasuring.
Suddenly, Jen was back in her thoughts, though: Naked, soapy, showering. Part of her mind told her to knock it off and pick some other fantasy, but as she stroked her cock, Jess started imagining rubbing her hard dick between the soapy cheeks of Jen's gorgeously hot ass. Fuck. It felt so good and hot and naughty. She went with it...
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Jen turned lazily, luxuriating underneath the hot spray. She sighed with pleasure as the shower scrubbed at her skin and loosened her tense muscles. For a minute or two, she just stood there, letting the steaming jets beat at her neck and back. Ah, she needed this. She'd been wanting this all day.
Jen shampooed her short, straight hair, massaging her scalp with her fingertips and the shower's stiff jets. It helped clear her mind and center her. It also felt pretty damned arousing. She picked up her body soap and squeezed a generous dollop onto her loofa. Starting with her neck and shoulders and working down, she lathered every part of her that she could reach by herself. Almost every part. She gave her generous boobs a good scrubbing and her nipples were hard and tingling and nearly dripping by the time she was done.
She scrubbed her tummy and hips, then her ass cheeks and the deep cleft between them. She bypassed her now buzzing sex, though, moving on to her thighs, legs and feet. Once she'd scrubbed her toes, she put the loofa down on the shelf and turned to face the shower's spray.
Time to clean the equipment. Her pussy was already wet in anticipation and the thick lump of her clit was already half-engorged. Jen slid her hand across her soapy tummy and slid her fingers through the thick curls of bush that covered her prominent mound. She scissored her huge clit between her index and middle fingers as she reached to slip their tips between the large dangling curtains of her inner labia.
Jen sighed and felt herself moistening even more inside. The inner margins of her lips were sticky and wet with her lubrication as she pried them apart and scrubbed her dirty sex clean with her fingers. It was tempting - so tempting - to just jam her foot up on the handrail and finger bang herself to climax right here. Her enormous clit was fully erect now and throbbing insistently, craving her fingers' attention.
Fuck, how she needed to cum!
But the same caution that made her shower at odd hours made her too nervous to jill off there, even now, with most of the dorm fast asleep. Just on the off chance. Jessica would be asleep by the time she got back and if she was quiet, Jen could finish herself off in the semi-privacy of her own bed.
Not wanting to wait any longer for that moment of sweet release, Jen rinsed off quickly, toweled herself dry, and wrapped herself up for the short walk back to her room.
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Jess was so close. She needed release; craved it; expected it. Then she heard the doorknob turn and saw the crack of light from the hallway as Jen came back - too soon.! Jess let out an involuntary sigh of frustration. Damn! Why couldn't Jen have taken just another minute in the shower? Now she'd have to wait for Jen to fall asleep before she could find the release she needed.
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Jen heard Jessica gasp as she opened the door to their shared dorm room. Oh, dear! Had she woken her up? Or had she instead - as the sound if Jessica's gasp seemed to hint - surprised her doing... well, what Jen very much planned on doing as soon as she could get into her own bed?
"Oh. I'm sorry," Jen half-whispered, "Did I wake you up?"
"No," Jess husked into the darkness, her voice ragged with frustrated tension. "No, I was just..."
Jessica's voice trailed off and Jen decided to take a risk. "Just doing what
I
do when
you
go take a shower?"
Jen slipped into the room and closed the door on the tense silence. Then she relaxed as she heard Jess giggle guiltily.
"Yeah. You usually take longer," Jess admitted, her voice still heavy with frustration. She sighed to take the edge off her exclamation and to calm her ragged breathing.
"I was quick tonight because I'm super horny," Jen admitted, "and I thought you were asleep, so I was planning on taking care of myself once I finally got to bed."
Another moment stretched between the two young women and then they both burst out giggling. Jess actually felt her flagging cock swell again as she laughed and new hormones of mirth merged with those of her accidentally deflated arousal. Plus maybe some stray mental images as she imagind Jen fingering herself, just meters away.
Jen gasped as she got her outburst of laughter under control, then chuffed, "Well. Aren't we just the pair, then?"
"Right?" Jen could see Jessica's broad grin shining in the dim of their room.
"Okay. New room rule, then," Jen proposed, referring to the half-serious, half-humorous list they'd been keeping. "This dorm room is a masturbation-friendly zone. We're cool with masturbating. Masturbation fucking rocks. No judgement, no embarrassment, no snickering at the silly noises I make when I cum, okay?"
Both of them convulsed in a new round of giggles at that, but eventually Jess coughed, "Okay. Ratified," through the spasms of her laughter.
"Alright then," Jen chuckled, "You just keep on doing what you were doing and I'm gonna slip out of this towel and get into bed."
