First time for everything…
It was 6 A.M. when Beka hit the showers. She had an 8 o'clock shift. God, why did she sign up for this mission? Oh well, she needed an easy life. How else was she going to maintain her busy schedule?
As the hot water beat softly against her supple skin, the fog started to clear from her head and she remembered that she wasn't in her private shower back on the Maru: Harper hadn’t got all the systems working after the last battle, and the crew showers were all open to each other. "Why didn't the High Guard provide a little privacy around here?"
Oh well, Beka secretly enjoyed the lack of privacy. Sometimes she found herself wondering, with a certain sense of excitement, just who would be joining her in the shower each morning. She would cast her eyes shyly to the floor and become very quiet as she struggled to find an excuse to look at her bathing partner. Just how long do normal women look at each other in the buff? Would anyone suspect anything if her eyes stopped momentarily to appreciate certain portions of female anatomy?
Beka often worried herself. After all, she only dated men. She had never been to bed with another woman. She thought of herself as quite heterosexual. And yet?
Oh God, what was she going to do with these feelings?
Beka troubling thoughts were interrupted by the sound of another shower being turned on. Startled, she glanced across the tiled floor to the shower stall opposite her. It was Rommie. The Avatar wasn't as little as most would have thought. She was only about 5 feet 6 inches tall but she had round firm breasts the size of cantaloupes.
Beka and Rommie said good morning to each other politely and then looked away. Beka reached for her soap and worked up lather. Her hands went to her own breasts which were quite large also. She felt aroused, her nipples were erect. She started to feel embarrassed. She pulled her hands away from these sensitive organs and began to wash her back and arms.
She dared to sneak another quick look at Rommie: she was bent over reaching for her bottle of shampoo on the shower floor. Her back was turned towards Beka and the view left nothing to the imagination: Rommie was wide open. Beka's soapy hands darted back and forth over her own swollen genitals.
Beka's embarrassment was beginning to turn to guilt. She wondered what Rommie would think of her if she knew how sexually aroused the sight of her nakedness had made her. Oh, how she longed to touch her just once, to press her lips against hers-----hard! To wrap her hands around Rommie's gorgeous tits and suck each nipple into her mouth. Would Rommie become wet? Would she want more? Or would she tell everyone that Beka was a freak and that they should keep their doors locked? Beka became very frightened by such thoughts. For a moment she would lose her sexual desire and retreat into a secret corner of her mind.
Rommie abruptly ended such an escape with "Do you have any conditioner?" She was all cheery and wide eyed, standing directly in front of Beka. Her breasts heaved with a little girlish sigh.
Beka stumbled for words as she handed Rommie the bottle of conditioner. "Sure---uh---here you are---uh--." Rommie said thanks in the same cheery fashion, gently tweaked Beka's left nipple, turned and went back to her own shower stall. Beka was totally stunned. Why had Rommie touched her nipple? What did she mean by it? Was she just joking around or does Rommie entertain some of the same sexual fantasies?
Now Beka was determined to find out if Rommie was as sexually aroused as she was. To hell with what others might find out or think of her. She wanted Rommie in the worst way and if there was any chance...
Well, the risk is worth it.
Beka walked deliberately towards Rommie. As she approached, Rommie turned and smiled. "Need your conditioner back," she said? Beka hesitantly took the bottle from Rommie's hand and as she did her eyes fell upon her breasts. They were so round and firm and they stood there at attention as if asking to be admired.
Beka's free hand reached for Rommie's right breast. She gently cupped it and began tracing circles around it with her fingers. Rommie stiffened a little at first but offered no resistance to Beka's advance. As she continued to massage Rommie's breast with her left hand, Beka dropped the bottle of conditioner. She brought her right hand to Rommie's breast and now squeezed and fondled these breasts she had admired for so long with both hands. The touch of Rommie's skin was ten times more delicious than she had imagined it would be. Beka was becoming very aroused and she could feel her clitoris beginning to throb with anticipation. Her juices were beginning to flow in abundance and she could feel them trickling down the inside of her left thigh.
Beka let out a deep but barely audible moan as she gloried in the excitement of the moment. "How is little Rommie's doing," she thought as she reached with her right hand to caress the little dark patch of hair that covered it.
Gently she pulled at the curls and then slowly slid her middle finger into Rommie’s wet slit. She traced the inner and outer lips with her exploring finger; they were slippery with Rommie's excitement. Beka found her clitoris and began to massage it gently. The excitement Beka felt was overwhelming.
Rommie struggled to quiet her screams of delight by burying her face in the crook of Beka's neck and shoulder. Beka continued to finger Rommie's now swollen clit.
Periodically Beka would bring lubrication from Rommie's slit to her clit by inserting her finger a few inches. Rommie's knees were beginning to get weak and she was holding on to Beka very tightly so she wouldn't fall. The water from the shower was drenching both of them and it was making things very slippery. Beka decided she had better lie Rommie down before they fell.
As Beka help Rommie to the floor she came face to face with her beautiful snatch. She ventured a taste, allowing her tongue to flick lightly over the moist lips. Beka marvelled at Rommie’s sweet taste. She went wild. She began to suck and lick and mouth every part of Rommie's womanhood. Her tongue finally came to rest on Rommie's throbbing clit. As Beka slowly and methodically licked her love button, Beka was writhing on the floor of the shower in a state of shear ecstasy.
Beka reached up to grasp both of Rommie's nipples while she continued to feast on her now very juicy pussy and as she gently pinched them between her thumb and forefinger, Rommie came; her supple body convulsed with waves of pleasure and she let out a quiet scream. Then her body went completely limp and she moaned softly. Beka felt very pleased with herself as she looked at the gentle contented smile on Rommie's face.
Beka glanced at the wall clock as she helped Rommie to her feet. It was now 6:45 A.M. "Lucky Trance hadn’t walked in and discovered our morning interlude." Beka thought.
They began to gather their things to get out of there before someone did walk in on them. As they started to leave the room, Rommie grabbed Beka's arm gently and said, "Why don't you come down to my room for a few minutes?"
Beka obliged.
As they entered the room Rommie closed the door and locked it. "You won't mind being a little late for duty this morning will you?" She asked coyly
Beka smiled, "No, I won't mind at all," she replied.
Rommie undid the knot in Beka's towel and it fell to the floor. She knelt down and spread Beka's neither lips, exposing her clit. Beka's eyes closed with a flutter and she braced herself against the door behind her. Her slit was already wet but as Rommie began to lick gently on her swollen clit the love juices began to flow like a river down the inside of both thighs. The walls of her sex were contracting so hard that her stomach was heaving in and out in an obvious fashion.
Rommie's tongue was flicking and caressing Beka’s clit and she could feel a finger thrusting deep into her. Beka felt as if she were going to explode. And she did, all over Rommie. Her juices gushed out as her entire body shuddered in ecstasy. Rommie didn't mind the unexpected shower; she just patted herself dry with Beka's towel and let out a little giggle.
Beka slowly slumped to her knees, and decided that this new gig wasn’t so bad after all…
The End