VI Epilogue 3 of 4

It’s bedtime at Pink Team’s cabin after another long day of practice. You’re pleasantly sore and things are going OK. Maybe a little better than OK: Max is brushing her teeth in panties and a nightshirt. It’s not her cute butt that does it for you, it’s the way that she leans forward, the bend in her back… something about it is magical. But you can’t stand here and ogle her. You finish stripping and step into a shower stall, closing the curtain.

You barely get the water on before Sheva slides in with you like a horny ninja. She must’ve run because she’s still got underwear and socks on. She peels those off and hangs them on the little handrail.

You play it cool as she joins you under the water, but she’s not having it with your patience. This is business for her. She wants one thing and one thing only: a hard dick inside her that will last long enough for her to finish. She gets in front of you and makes aggressive eye contact, grabbing your half-chub and squeezing it.

“Let’s go,” she says.

You put your hands on your hips and frown at her.

“You know,” you say. “It’s a little rude to just assume that this is how I want to spend my shower. Maybe I want to decompress.”

“Looks like you want me,” she says, glancing down at your erection in her hand. She gives it a little tug that makes you twitch.

“It’s rude,” you insist.

She rolls her eyes and plays along. “How do I make it up to you?”

“How about a kiss?”

She stops pulling and searches your face. Then she starts stroking again.

“Just one,” she warns.

“Fine.” You push her against the tile wall and look into her eyes as you reach between her legs. She doesn’t need much fingering to be as slick and ready as ever. She has her hand on your back and she’s giving you a taste of her nails along with a vaguely threatening look.

You aren’t intimidated. You lift her right leg and press your chest to hers as you enter her. She closes her eyes with a satisfied sigh. You watch her facial reactions and feel her breath as you give it to her against the wall. Her hand finds its way to your buttock, where it tries to coax you into fucking her harder. If you go any harder or faster you’ll slip and hurt yourselves.

Despite the pouring water, you hear the voice: it’s Viti.

“Did she not come in here?” she’s asking someone, probably Max.

You stop. Sheva’s eyes open. She casts a panicked glance at the shower curtain, but you look down at where one of Sheva’s legs is in clear view to anyone in the bathroom. You lift her other leg as well, pinning her against the wall so that only your feet will be visible. Doing this only pushes your cock deeper into her. Her gasp becomes a cry that’s loud enough to be heard outside the shower stall, so you cover her mouth with yours as she cums.

Her arms wrap around your body and her pussy strangles your cock, convulsing as though being electrocuted. She’s getting off so hard that her bone-crushing hug will leave you with bruises. You carefully let her down once she’s stopped shaking, only for her to sink to her knees, leaning against the wall for support. Her ribcage expands as she tries to get her breath.

It’s nothing you were planning on, but she is kneeling in front of you. She sees you stroking your cock, gives you an enigmatic look, then straightens on her knees. She presents her chest and uses both hands to push her breasts together. Panting, she looks down hungrily as you let out all the day’s tension across her wet skin.