Brit's house

You step out seconds before the bell rings and the floodgates open into the hall. Your timing is perfect. Brit looks back at you grinning as she says, "I drove today. I'm out in the back lot. It's only a mile to my house." She licks her lips sensuously.

You walk in each other's arms together out of the school to the parking lot. Brit drives a beat-up red Corolla with a wicked stereo. You get in and Brit kisses you fervently, her tongue entagling with yours and her hand squeezing your throbbing johnson. You caress and fondle her breast.

She breaks the kiss and says, "Mmm, let's get indoors!" She drives off. She keeps her hand on your lap, keeping your cock firm. It's only a few minutes before she pulls into a driveway and opens the double garage. No other car is inside, and she parks to the left. She pushes the button to close the garage door.

You quickly get out of the car and follow her into the house.

"I've got a plan I think you'll like. I need a shower, and you probably do too." As she heads up the stairs to the second floor, Brit starts taking her shirt off. By the time you get to the bathroom, she's holding her shirt, bra, and skirt in her hands. She drops them outside the bathroom and strips out of her panties. "You put your clothes in the bathroom, in case."

You step in and strip while Brit turns on the water in the big shower. Plenty of room for shenanigans. Soon steam fills the room and she steps in, you right behind. You both have a shower head to get wet under. Brit looks amazing completely naked, just enough muscle from lacrosse, full breasts, smooth skin, long hair. A small landing strip of brown fur above her pink slit.

She runs her eyes up and down your body, smiling at your thickening cock.

You grab her hips, pressing your mouth hard against hers, your tongue seeking her sweet taste. She puts one arm around your neck and the other squeezes your ass and pulls you tight with her. Your cock is trapped between your bodies. She moves her belly, rubbing against you, pulling a loud moan from your throat. You move a hand up to her heavy tit and knead it firmly. You both moan into the other's mouth.

She breaks the kiss to say, "Clean before dirty, John." She giggles as she grabs the shampoo and squirts it into her hand. It looks like cum and you smile. She grabs you and turns you into the shower stream, proceeding to lather your hair.

It feels wonderful to have Brit touch you. As she lathers your hair, you can feel the suds drifting down your back. While one hand massages your head, the other caresses your chest and abs, trailing down to your thick cock. Her body rubs against your back.