The Next Morning

(David's POV)

Everyone sat around the large table in the dining room for breakfast. Allie's dad was throwing together some of the best pancakes you'd tasted, and it seemed that the rest of the squad agreed. The delicious breakfast was being devoured as fast as the fervent home chef could make them. You glanced across the table at "Chelsea," who was, as per usual, texting her boyfriend non-stop. What you and her had done the night before was still very fresh in your memory.

After Jimmy had assumed Chelsea's skin, the slumber party had gone on as any typical slumber party would. Another movie. More snacks. Gossip. Plenty of gossip. All leading to the other girls taking to their sleeping bags, leaving you and Chelsea as the last two awake.

"So, do you finally wanna shower together?" Jimmy asked seductively with Chelsea's sensual voice. "Sure, I'm no longer Rachel, but I think we both know any of these girls would make for a great shower partner." he said with a wink.

You had to admit, a shower with Chelsea would be pretty hot. And showering with someone in Allie's home would be a lot less conspicuous than the gym showers.

And that's when an idea struck.

With a sly grin you placed a finger to your lips, and motioned Chelsea to follow. The two of you crept upstairs, and into the master bedroom where Allie's parents lay sleeping. You looked back at Chelsea, pen in hand, and then refocused on your targets. As silent as a mouse, you zapped both parents and watched them both deflate under the sheets.

"And with that, we now have the large shower in the master bath all to ourselves."

Chelsea nodded approvingly.

You both eyed each other hungrily. Two sexy, fit track girls with an extra large shower all to yourselves. You couldn't wait. Both you you tore off your clothes, pajamas and underwear strewn all over the floor of the master bedroom, and quickly slipped into the large bathroom.

The shower was indeed spacious. Plenty of room to move around and not bump into the shower caddie with all its soaps & conditioners. With a turn of the nozzle, a relaxing spray erupted from the shower head. Not too hot or cold. Perfect for what the two of you had planned.

Stepping in, you were both awash in what could only be described as the perfect shower. Temperature, water pressure, space to move around, it was all exquisitely in order as you turned and eyed up a now drenched Chelsea. The water causing her make-up to run, an inflamed blush across her face, eyes slowly closing as she grew closer to your face, her plush lips meeting your own as you both softly moaned in unison. You then felt Chelsea take hold of your ass with one hand and give it a generous squeeze, while the other carressed the back of your head, keeping the two of you locked in a kiss that was causing all sorts of excitement to dance through your body like the water did across your skin.

Returning the favor, you wrapped an arm around Chelsea while the other snaked its way between her thighs and into her pleading snatch. Teasing her clit with your thumb and digging in deep with your fingers, she responded with a moan and a tighter grip on your ass. You could feel both your own, and Chelsea's nipples grow hard as your breasts pushed into each other.

Taking advantage of a moment of weakness, Chelsea then wrapped her arms around your, resting gently on your shoulders as she began to push you to the wall, pinning you there as she then slowly knelt down, your own fingers slowly pulled from her tight snatch, as she then worked her way to yours. Her hands making sure to run across your bossum on the way down before both were wrapped around your waist, nails digging into your generous tush.

"It's not fair that I get all the love~" she said as you looked down at her, breathless and stupified.

She then nestled her face between your thighs and began eating you out. You took a sharp breath as you felt her tongue begin to dance around, and in your drenched pussy. With every exaggerated breath you took, you could feel her give your ass a squeeze. In time, you finally came. Pussy juices and shower water ran across Chelsea's face as she leaned back and looked up at you.

"Damn, these girls are just too damn fun."

You reached out and helped her up, giving her a peck on the cheek once she was back standing.

"And we're just getting started," you said as you leaned in for round two.

Back in the present, you were helping Allie's dad load up the dishwasher as your teammates shuffled out to prep for the track meet. Looking out the kitchen window you saw "Chelsea" sliding into her boyfriend's BMW, a pang of jealousy sweeping over you has you thought of what Jimmy would get up to once the meet was over now that he'd slipped into the skin of the girl who gloated about her boyfriend non-stop. Knowing both Jimmy and the skin he wore, you were certain you'd hear of the escapades of Chelsea's after meet activities.