Clarissa, but also...

Your mind is centered on Clarissa. She was your best friend growing up, and why you've never really thought of her as a girlfriend, you've spent more than enough time thinking about her in the shower and in your bed late at night. The girls at college weren't quite the same; for the most part, you weren't very interested in spending time with them outside of a bed, couch, or nearby horizontal surface.

As you get a soapy grip on your rod, you bite your lip, and you can't help but wonder if Clarisa is spending the same way preparing for your get together tonight as you are right now. It's not a date. it's just two good friends getting back together after not having seeing each other for the entirety of the school year.

It's not a date.

As you picture her your mind fills in the details from what you've seen while the two of you have gone swimming together, and her swimsuits the last year of high school may have covered all the goods on the bottom, but they left little to the imagination for her curves on top. One of the last time you saw her like that was the last trip to the beach last summer. Her top barely covered her nipples capping off or half grapefruit sized breasts. for the ride home she had her towel wrapped around her and it kept falling open exposing some of that delicious brown thigh.

Her towel slid open. You didn't mean to look, but then you couldn't look away from all of that delicious pale skin.... it just like that while you're stroking your rod yo your best friend's rocking body, the visit your sister it's played on the floor outside of the bathroom door is burned into your mind.

Your hand doesn't stop. Your mouth goes dry. You hear yourself whisper her name as you try to shake the picture out of your head. In your mind you hear her whisper your name and then you explode.

You see stars. Your eyes are clamp shut. it feels like your whole body is exploding through your cock as its spews burst after burst after burst through your fingers as it feels like your hand is moving at the speed of light.

Right as you finish, you swear you here the combination of your sisters and Clarissa's voice begging you to show them what you really learned in college.

You clean yourself up, both of your hands completely drenched in sticky cum, and realize you must have been in the shower for at least 10 minutes because the water has run cold.

You towel off after turning off the water and leave the bathroom.