Rose Goes with Azia's Suggestion

Rose’s mouth was quite dry, a stark contrast to her submerged body and the spot between her legs. She looked over her shoulder to see the door to the house shut, no signs of anyone stepping outside. She was starting to think that Azia was right about it being wise to relieve stress, or hoping that Azia’s reason was wrong but it was still a good idea. Really, it could have been Rose wasn’t really caring about it all and just wanting to do what her body yearned for.

Rose didn’t even know how to start. It was of course not that she didn’t know how to pleasure herself, but it felt awkward. She for a moment was absolutely ready, but a look at her friend spooked her stiff once more.

Azia could sense Rose needed just a touch more pushing. “I will look away for a bit if it helps, but not long, I’m going to need to keep an eye on the door after all,” Azia offered. True to her word, she did turn her back to her friend.

Rose was as alone as she could be, at least while sharing a pool with someone and a party going on in the house behind her. She hadn’t cooled down at all since her shower had ended though, only ever growing warmer. That warmth called to her, so she light squeezed her womanhood with the hand covering it.

The jolt that sent through her body was stronger than the ones caused by the accidental stimulation from the inflatable tube. Thinking of that, Rose moved her upper arm so that she could catch a hard nipple between two fingers. The stiff bud was already tingling, and the direct and intended contact alone made it so Rose had to stifle a moan.

Even though she had her moment of pseudo-privacy, Rose hardly felt confident to use it fully. Her touches were light and gentle. When she looked up, she could still see her friend. She had never, ever, masturbated in the same room as someone, them looking or not.

However, even if she was hesitant to go all out, she still felt she had to keep going. Now having had a small taste, Rose’s body wanted more. One playful tweak of her nipple became multiple. The hand between her legs no longer idly squeezed the puffy folds, but instead began to rub and massage them.

Rose started to stand up a bit more straight. Her shoulders and breasts immerged from the water, chilled by the night air. Beads of water dripped down their round shape as the hand nearby picked up its pace. Rose pawed at each of the luscious curves upon her chest. The gentle and tender touch was making her breathing audible. Azia had to fight back a light giggle, she loved the sound of her friend starting too coo positively, but she didn’t want to scare her away.

Rose’s other hand was exploring ever more. Though underwater, she could still tell she was becoming wet. Her fingers could feel the warmer slickness gathering between her lips. Every pass would send a small tremor of good feeling all across her body.

After hearing Rose pant once or twice, Azia was sure her friend was too much in the rhythm to easily stop. So with a gentle turn, hardly even causing the water to ripple, she turned to her friend. Rose at first didn’t see her friend turn to watch her; her eyes were either gazing down to remind herself of where she was, or they were shut when a particular sensitive nerve was touched.

Azia almost couldn’t believe it. Her very shy friend wasn’t just skinny dipping in her pool now, but instead was actually playing with herself! She never had thought she’d see this side of Rose, but she was happily proven wrong. Rose, though still blushing intently, seemed to truly be enjoying herself. Azia felt a sort of pride in being able to bring this side out of her friend.

Rose finally did look up enough to see her friend staring back at her, and she immediately stopped her hands! Her eyes were wide, and face was nearly stinging with how hot her blush was. She felt as if caught red handed… caught whilst masturbating!

Time slowed and Rose saw how Azia was staring. Her eyes followed the same path as Azia’s. She looked downward, at a hand cupping a breast and squeezing the soft buoyant mound. She continued to follow it down beneath the surface. The clear water only made her figure a bit blurred, but hardly hidden. It was so clear that her legs were parted just enough for a hand to mischievous and lewd things!

Even though she’d never been so embarrassed, her pulse still raced. Her body was even warmer than before, and she still wanted to continue. Even with her friend watching her now, waiting and expecting it, Rose somehow still wanted to continue. This was boggling to her. Every bit of decency Rose had was telling her to stop, but just as much she wanted to continue.

Azia could see how heavily Rose was breathing now. She could even expect that somehow, even with her hands not moving, Rose was becoming more turned on. This excited Azia, in so many different ways. The tension was so incredible in that moment and she loved it. She couldn’t have wanted Rose to be any more into it. The look of embarrassment and desire all rolled into one was totally adorable to Azia.

Azia did her best to keep in control though. Truthfully, she felt just as much of a **** to the situation as Rose was in that moment, but luckily that situation had her as just the voyeur, though she knew how easily that could change at this rate. Still, she kept her cool and lightly spoke, “Go on, keep going.”