Let her lead you

“Come on, let’s go look for Sarah,” she says, taking your hand and dragging you along. You feel a sudden urge to hug and smooch her. Damn, am I getting a crush? That thought doesn’t help your scarletness.

“So next time we fuck I think I’m going to ride you,” Kristine says.

There’ll be a next time? You feel a little flutter in your heart in spite of yourself. Maya and her friend are still going at it in the shower, but you follow Kristine into a small area by the side that’s out of reach of the central sprinkler. The senior girl grabs a towel from a cubbyhole mounted on the wall, and holding the edges of it with her hands, spreads it out around her body.

“Come on, let’s share,” she says.

Suddenly you’re nestled against her once again, but this time in a somewhat more romantic way. She’s as tall as you all, so your eyes end up meeting. You turn around to cover the new blush on your cheeks, allowing her to wipe your back dry. Your heart is racing. You want to pull her in and kiss her, but as soon as you make your mind up to turn back, the girl’s already back at the cubbyhole. You walk awkwardly towards her, knowing now that you’ll not have the guts, not this time at least.

Her cheeks are red even though the rest of her is pale. Your gaze drops from her face to her stomach as she puts on her uniform, too embarrassed even to linger on her tits. You wonder where you got the courage to fuck a girl like that in the first place. She’s way out of your league. And so goddamned beautiful.

The short sleeved white top is wrapped around her body in a matter of seconds. But it’s soaked through almost as fast as it goes on because she didn’t dry herself properly, and you can clearly make out those luscious tits underneath. She doesn’t even bother with buttoning it.