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At long last, 11 o’clock rolled around and Denny locked the front doors of the fitness center we worked at.

“Alright! Lacey, Jenna, do you two wanna do the girls showers?” Denny asked. “Jace and Luke can do the boys showers.”

I groaned, until I looked over at Jenna, who excitedly agreed to go with me.

“Sure.” I said

“Perfect!” Denny said. “Let’s try and be done by 11:30. Sound good?”

Me and Jenna nodded simultaneously.

“Oh, I almost forgot. The wet suits have tears in them and are being repaired. So you’ll have to use the other method. Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it!” Jenna said. “We’ll be fine, right Lacey?”

I nodded sheepishly.

“Right. We’re good here.”

“Thanks, you guys. See you in thirty!”

We collected the powdered chemicals from the closet and some gloves and made our way to the girl’s locker room.

The process was pretty simple. We turned on the showers and wetted the floors. Then, we turned them off and sprinkled the powdered cleaning components all over the floors and let it dissolve, all before turning the showers back on and rinsing it down the drain. Then it was scrubbing and mopping the locker room floors and that was it.

However, the wet suits we used for protection against the water from the showers were damaged, which means we had to resort to plan B.

“We’re all girls here, right?” Jenna said before removing her thin jacket and letting it fall down her arms. The way she puffed her chest out and pushed her shoulders back as she did it made my heart rate rise . I shook it off and tried to think nothing of it.

“Yeah, totally!” I said, dismissing what was to follow as if it was your every day occurrence.

I wish it was.

She placed her jacket on a nearby bench and proceeded to remove her top. It was a white v-neck with a lacy texture that was pleasing to the eye. She then followed that with removing her black short shorts and placing them with her other clothing. Now, all she wore was a pink two-piece swim suit that she must’ve wore to the pool before her shift.

We usually stopped here and started up the showers, but she instead reached behind her back and untied the small bow that was holding her bikini top on. She let it slide down her arms before she turned in my direction to set it down, and I was introduced to her surprisingly perky pair of tits.

“Oh shit” I muttered under my breath.

She must’ve hear me because she giggled after I said it.

“You like ’em?” She asked.

“I mean, they’re very nice.” I managed to get out after being left totally speechless by the shock of it all.

“I’m sure yours are, too.” She said. “Speaking of, why don’t you join me? There’s a lot of showers. We’d get done a lot quicker if we both did it.”

My heart sank in my chest. The very wondered of her seeing me naked excited and aroused me, all while terrifying the hell out of me.

“Well, I mean, I don’t think I-”

“Oh come on! It’ll be fine! I promise I won’t peek.” She said with a dazzling smile.

I couldn’t say no to that.

I jokingly rolled my eyes before removing my top and bottoms along with her.

Against her promise, Jenna stared in my direction during the whole undressing process, which made my heart flutter a little. I caught her staring as I was taking my shorts off and she looked away quickly while giggling. I laughed with her and placed my clothes on the bench next to hers.

She stared at me as I walked back over.

“Hey, don’t leave me hangin'” she said.

“What do you mean?”

She pointed a finger at my chest and swung it quickly from side to side, motioning to my tits.

“Don’t make me be the only one, Lacey!”

Hearing her say my name in a jokingly whiny tone did more for me than I wondered it would.

I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra and turned away before letting it slowly slide down my arms. I looked around my shoulder teasingly and made eye contact with her. She laughed at me and I turned back to her after I set my bra down.

Now, there stood two girls with nothing on but their bottoms (which is quite a shame) and one of us was starting to show how much this was exciting them. And it wasn’t me.

I noticed the wet spot in her bottoms consistent with one very horny girl when I caught my eyes wandering.

“Whatcha lookin at, Lacey?” She asked me.

My eyes shot back up to her eye level and I saw a devious grin on her face.

She turned around and straightened her legs as she slowly slid the pink bottoms down her legs, giving me a full shot of her ass and pussy.

It was very nice.

Nothing but smooth all around, and very neatly waxed, too.

She stepped out of the bottoms and tossed them apart before turning back to me.

“Your turn.”

I smiled and then pulled mine down in a similar fashion before tossing them apart as well.

We both proceeded to activate all of the shower valves and soak the already damp floor in hot water. The steam rose quickly, clouding the room in a thin white vapor. I put on a pair of disposable gloves and opened a package of the powdered chemicals before sprinkling them as widely as I could, making sure not to step in them while doing so. Denny said they’re likely not that harmful, but we used gloves anyways as a precaution. As soon as it hit the water, however, it was pretty safe.

We both stepped apart after spreading the chemicals and let it all go down the drain. The tension was high, and yet, we both didn’t even know what to say to each other.

“I’m gonna go use the bathroom.” I said before stepping carefully to the bathroom area of the locker room.

I picked a stall and locked myself in before leaning against the wall.

I stood on my toes and spread my legs as best as I could before ravenously dipping my fingers into my pussy. I let out a loud sigh of relief as I began to rub my clit and curl my fingers simultaneously. My chest raised and lowered in broken intervals as air sharply escaped from my mouth. My toes were getting tired from standing, and my feet lowered slightly so that I was standing on the outer sides of my feet.

I attempted to stifle my moans of pleasure. My wetness more than lubed my pussy, and my fingers were moving in and out and around as I pleased.

I switched hands and utilized my wetness. My clit slid right between my two middle fingers and sent a shockwave through my body as I rubbed up and down my clit.

My body’s natural lube contrasted wonderfully against the water from the showers and had droplets sprinkled across my naked body.

My moans were becoming harder and harder to hide as I neared closer and closer to climax.

In a slightly unexpected manner, my orgasm hit me like a freight train and my fingers recoiled when my pussy tightened around them. I could feel myself pulsating and contracting and felt fully aware of every inch of my body. With my clit rubbing hand, I reached up and played with my tits, rubbing the nipples and squeezing them together.

When I caught my breath, it set in that I might have made too much noise, because I heard a knock at the door.

“You know, I never pegged you for a ‘pee standing up’ kinda girl.” I heard Jenna’s voice through the cracks in the doors.

I shut my eyes tightly in defeat.

I’ve been caught.

I slowly reached for the door lock and opened the door. I no longer hid my nudity from her. My arms simply fell to my sides.

“Maybe I wasn’t peeing.” I said back.

“Oh, I could tell you weren’t.” She said. I laughed awkwardly. She just stood there with a half grin on her face. Her body language, her facial expressions, her hands on her hips. All of it basically said “I know exactly what you want.”

She held out her hand for me to grab it, and I hesitantly placed my vagina juice soaked hand in hers. She looked at our hands meeting, like she noticed the unusually familiar wetness, and then back at me.

She turned away and guided me back to the showers, where all of them still ran, the steam much thicker than before.

She pulled a bottle of soap from her spot on the bench and turned to me. She handed it to me.

“We might as well take advantage of the moment to shower. I still smell like chlorine. Would you mind?”

I took the bottle from her and flicked the lid open. She pushed her shoulders back like before as I turned the bottle upside down and squeezed the soap. It drizzled all over her tits and seeped down her fit, model like body. Her stomach was that of a fucking super star, and the white body wash drizzled over it like icing on a cake.

She rubbed her tits, working the soap into them and lathering. The motion created bubbles, which looked great all over her soapy tits. I placed my hands on her stomach and rubbed the soap in. In a slick motion, I moved my hands to the sides of her waist and held them there as I pulled her in for a kiss.

There was so much passion. Her tongue slide right into my mouth and began rubbing smoothly against mine. I felt another tingle sweep my nerves as I felt her body rub against mine. Hip to hip, tits to tits, and mouth to mouth.

She rotated her head, as did I, and we made a pleasing noise with our lips.

“Mmm.” I said as her hands felt their way down my body and rested on my ass.

I broke the kiss.

“Careful, feisty. It’s my turn.” I said.

She grinned deviously once more and took the soap. My hands still on her waist, and my pubic bone resting against hers, I leaned back and flung my hair to the side as she drizzled the white, slick soap down my body. It contrasted against the hot water and felt cold for a moment, but I quickly adjusted.

She placed the bottle down once more and lathered the soap into my tits and stomach.

Her hands were so smooth and warm. Working their way all around my body, exploring every inch.

She felt her way down my thighs as my hands moved from her waist to her long, curly blond hair.

She knelt down in front of me, took a finger, and rubbed it gently over the top of my clitoral hood. I recoiled briefly in shock, as I was still sensitive. The soap acted as a slick lubricant as she carefully rubbed in small circles around my clit. She guided my body to the side and I turned slightly. The water from one of the shower heads hit my collarbone and slowly rinsed all of the soap from my body, running all the way down my front and over my clit, rinsing the small amount of soap off as well.

She gently guided me back over the other direction and the water was once again hitting my back. She slowly stuck out her tongue and placed it on the bottom of my pussy and slowly licked her way up to my clit, before closing her mouth around it and sucking firmly on it.

“Oh, fuck.” I said, running my fingers through her smooth, wet hair. She closed her eyes in enjoyment and hummed.

“Mmmf” she said in approval. The vibration from her voice sent a shiver up my spine.

She swirled her tongue in small sharp circles around my clit as she sucked. At one point, she sucked a little too hard, and her mouth disconnected from my pussy in a wonderful pop sound. I moaned again and she placed her mouth back on my clit. She took two fingers and placed them vertically into my pussy as she ate me out and I moaned in approval once more. Then, she took her pinky finger and dipped it carefully into my asshole.

I gripped her hair tightly and nodded.

“Oh yes, Jenna. Eat my pussy like a good fucking girl!” I said. I almost surprised myself with my ability to say such a thing, but I noticed her smile as best as she could and giggled at the sound of it.

“Okay, mommy.” She said to me.

It wasn’t long before a familiar sensation crept up on me and I could feel a pressure building up deep in my body. It was like a balloon filling more and more, growing tighter and tighter.

“You’re doing so good, baby.” I said to her, stroking my fingers through her hair in the process.

She maintained her exact technique with the same devious smile as the balloon felt like it was growing tighter and tighter. Bigger and bigger until…

Pop!

“Ohhhh fuck, yes! Keep going, keep going!” I stammered as my orgasm began.

It was a whole new sensation feeling her sucking all the way through my orgasm before it came (pun intended) to a close.

I breathed deeply once more as she stood back up and planted another kiss directly on my mouth. I booked the kiss and grabbed her waist as I kissed her neck. She breathed deeply in pleasure as I did it.

“You know, you’ve had two orgasms…and I haven’t even had…one.” she said in between breaths.

I stopped kissing and looked at her. I turned her around and placed her in the same spot I was previously standing in before swiftly getting down to my knees. I reached around and grabbed her ass and gave it a firm spank as she giggled at me. I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go and rubbed it up and down her clit. I went in any and every direction, all while making direct eye contact with her.

“Mmm, your mouth is so warm, baby.” She said.

I slid my tongue inside her opening just a little bit.

Fuck she tasted so good. It was sweet and warm. I could tell she was really enjoying herself. Not as much as I was, of course.

I closed my mouth around her clit and attempted to recreate the technique she used on me. It seemed to work because she closed her eyes and leaned her head back as she ran her fingers through my hair. She gently scratched the top of the back of my head in a steady rhythm as I sucked on her clit and swirled my tongue like she did.

“Mmm, you’re a natural, baby.” She said.

As I knelt down, I just soaked in the moment and enjoyed myself. I had no idea when such and opportunity would ever come up again, so I really had to make this time count.

In my trance, I stopped paying attention to her breaths, which made it hard to gauge when she was going to cum.

Then, very abruptly, I felt her pull my hair into a fist out of reflex. It hurt at first, but I didn’t mind the price I paid for what happened next.

I felt my mouth full up quickly with a warm liquid in steady, quick pulses as she orgasmed into my mouth.

Hot damn. Jenna’s a squirter.

And I welcome it fully.

I tried my best to suck it all up, making sure I didn’t waste a drop. I’m sure the sucking only enabled more delicious fluid to come out, which was a massive win for both of us.

Eventually, I sucked her dry and I disconnected from her clit as she breathed heavily from the intense experience we both just shared. I looked up at her and grinned a similarly devious grin, pussy juice dripping from my chin. She pulled me up and kissed me passionately once more, licking and sucking up all of the juice she could.

“Fuck, I taste so good.” She said.

“I know.” I replied. “So do I.”

She giggled and grabbed my hair, a little more gently this time, and we stood there, making out for what felt like a whole hour.

It was maybe 20 or 30 seconds. But damn it if it didn’t taste amazing.

Eventually, it had to end. She looked at me and we locked eyes and simply stared for several seconds. She gave me a peck on my lips and turned around to grab a towel.

“Wanna help dry me off?” She asked.

“Certainly.” I replied.

We were finished with the entire locker room and bathroom area by about 11:45. When we both showed up to the front of the store, the rest of the crew stood waiting for us.

“So much for 11:30, huh?” Denny said when he saw us.

“Sorry Denny.” I said. “maybe tomorrow.”

I turned to Jenna, and then back to Denny.

“Or maybe not.”

We all stepped into the parking lot and separated before gonna our cars and saying our good nights.

“So, you need a ride home?” Jenna asked.

“Sure.” I said.

“Or, maybe we could go to my place, and uh…”

I stopped and looked at her as she looked at me.

“Well, then, what do you want for breakfast?”

NSFW: yes

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