“Fuck it.” I whispered to myself and huddled against the corner of my little shower booth, slowly letting the faucet slide down against my skin, towards my mount. The anticipation of the warm water pressure against my pussy made me excited, and the thought of being caught by Layla made it even more intense.
I wasn’t ready for it, and the moment I lowered the faucet against my pussy I couldn’t keep quiet.
“Mmmm…” a faint moan escaped my lips, causing the hair on my skin to stand up on end, because I was certain that Layla had heard me.
There was no reaction—just water dripping, just like it had been before. I had to continue…. I needed it. I wanted it. I rubbed the faucet against myself in circular motions, closing my eyes to relax fully. I hadn’t even realized how quiet it had gotten, until suddenly I couldn’t hear Layla’s shower running anymore.
I heard a slight giggle, and then her shower turned on again.
“You like to do it in the shower too?” She asked, making me blush from embarrassment.
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have.” I said quickly and continued to wash myself normally.
I heard her snicker a little bit in response.
“No, no, it’s okay. I’m sure everyone does it!” She answered, making me feel a little bit better about it.
“Well, I’m done anyway.” I hung the shower faucet back on its hook and turned it off.
When I walked across the shower room into the dressing room, I could see Layla’s hand quickly rise from between her legs onto her chest. I grinned to myself—Layla had been enjoying herself too! Or did I influence her to do that? “Can I loan your towel?” I asked and pointed towards her big blue towel.
“Sure, I’ll be out soon.” She turned back towards the wall and continued showering, letting the warm water flow over her shoulders and down onto her body.
“Alright.” I mumbled as I grabbed the towel, patting myself dry as I walked back towards the locker room.
I hadn’t been as careful as her, and my hair had gotten a little bit wet. I rubbed my hair with the towel while I walked to my locker, noticing too late that there was someone standing at the other end of long room. I flinched and immediately lowered the towel to cover the front of my body. It was Aidan, standing in the door way with his mouth gaping open. Shit!
“W–what? Hey, don’t look!” I exclaimed, wrapping the towel around myself tightly.
“Sorry!” He said quickly and turned his body towards the wall, leaning his shoulder against one of the lockers and shooting quick, sideways glances my way. “I just came to see if your hand was okay.” He continued and took a few small steps towards me, still keeping his eyes on the wall.
“Stop it.” I snickered, feeling as if he was peeking at my body. I wasn’t embarrassed at all that he had seen me—in fact, I hoped that he liked what he saw.
“I didn’t see anything.” Aidan said with a smile that shone all the way across the room. “Does your hand still hurt?”
I raised my hand in the air and turned it around, inspecting it briefly. “Not really, it barely even feels anymore.”
“Good. Rebecca’s nose will hurt for a while, for sure. Quite a hit you gave there.” He turned his head and looked at me again; I saw his eyes wander quickly up and down my body.
“Did I break her nose?” I asked and walked towards my locker, which was next to Aidan.
He turned his body towards me and glanced over his shoulder quickly, as if to reassure himself that we were alone. “It seems so, but I’m guessing she deserved it. Like mother, like daughter, right?” It was no secret—at least to me— that Aidan disliked Rebecca’s mom, and he was giving me that cute smile of his, like I had done nothing wrong.
“You know… I didn’t mind you seeing me.” I said shyly. I wanted to tell Aidan how much I enjoyed his attention, and that I wanted… more than just attention.
He looked slightly uncomfortable for a moment, probably because he wasn’t at all sure what to say. After all, he had just seen me naked—I could only hope that it woke up something inside of him, like it did in me.
“Sophie… of course I liked what I saw.” He said truthfully. “But I shouldn’t have seen you like that.”
“Why not?” I asked immediately.
“You’re young and beautiful, but I’m your stepfather—and your coach!” He added with a manly giggle, as if the latter was what gave him the most authority.
“So?” I was becoming restless, feeling the burning need to do something. Something I normally wouldn’t do.
“So… what?” He asked, looking at me like he didn’t understand me.
I didn’t know what else to say, so I decided to show him instead. I felt like my instincts were guiding me as I let go of my towel, letting it fall to the floor underneath me, paying extra attention to Aidan’s reaction and facial expression. Take me.. Take me now. I hoped secretly as I followed his gaze to my breasts, seeing his hand shake a little bit as if he wanted to reach out and touch me.
Now or never. I put my hand on his wrist, lifting it up and placing it on my breast, letting him cup it. His eyes didn’t waver anymore—they were locked on me. I smiled at him as our eyes met, seeing a deep confusion in his eyes. He didn’t seem to have made his decision yet, so I needed to convince him further. I took a step closer towards him, feeling his stiff cock press against my naked skin through the thin fabric of his pants. It felt huge, and judging from how hard it was, he was definitely considering it…
“Sophia… I… Damn you, girl.”
“I want this…” I whispered as I pushed my face against his chest and put my hand over his cock, rubbing it through his pants. It felt like time was standing still around us, and Aidan’s touch was strangely erotic as he fondled my body.
Suddenly he pushed me against the locker, placing his lips on my neck and kissing it softly. He moved upwards slowly, gently biting the auricle of my ear, which felt surprisingly good.
My eyes had been closed, but I opened them now and saw Layla standing to my far right, at the doorway to the shower room. She looked excited, and like she was enjoying the view. Our eyes met and she smiled at me. I felt nervous at first, but smiled back at her nonetheless. I wonder what Aidan would think if he knew she was watching us.
Slowly, her hand slipped down between her legs and she leaned back against the arch, rubbing herself tenderly.
“Layla is watching.” I whispered into the ear of my stepfather, which startled him for a brief second.
He looked around and set his eyes on her, calming down instantly when he understood that we were all on the same page. I extended my arm towards her and waved my fingers, signaling for her to come closer.
Aidan kept kissing me, embracing my body and exploring my lips and mouth with his own. I had never felt so good before in my life. For a short moment, I wished that I was more experienced sexually, so that I could please Aidan better. On the other hand, I could have never known that my first time would happen this easily, and so spontaneously. Is my first time going to be a threesome in the girls locker room?
Layla walked past us slowly, reaching for the dressing room door and locking it quickly while looking at me with big, excited eyes. Aidan was all over me, his hands curiously exploring the curves of my naked body. His cock pressed against my midsection, teasing me, and I let my hand slip down across his body and into his shorts. He let out a quiet grunt as my fingers gently rubbed his dick through his boxer shorts.
Layla walked up behind Aidan and wrapped her arms around his waist, caressing his hips gently as she gripped the seams of his shorts and boxers. She pulled them down slowly, letting his cock spring loose. It stood tall and proud—thick and pulsating heavily with arousal. I couldn’t help but to let out a nervous giggle as I wrapped my fingers around his pink, fleshy rod.
“It’s so big…” I mumbled.
I fell to my knees in front of him, stroking his cock firmly with my hand.
“Bigger than any cock I’ve ever seen!” Layla
gasped and sat down on the floor next to me. “Let me try.” She said, placing her hand over mine.
I lifted my hand from Aidan’s cock and allowed Layla to jerk him off while I watched curiously. It turned me on to watch my best friend please my stepfather, but at the same time I wanted to please him too. But there’s only room for one hand around his cock…
I leaned forward and placed my lips around his swollen, pink tip, licking it gently with my tongue. I could hear Layla giggle into my ear when I closed my eyes and sucked down tightly around Aidan’s dick. He let out a pleasurable moan and I excitedly started to move my head back and forth.
Aidan’s hand suddenly wrapped around my hair and stroked it firmly.
“This is the best view I’ve had for a long time.” He chuckled.
Noticing my excitement, Layla pulled her hand away and let me please Aidan all on my own. While I was wrapping my hand around his shaft again and sucking my lips down even tighter, Layla turned her body towards mine.
Her hands found my breasts and caressed them gently, causing me to shiver from arousal. Her small, gentle hands made my skin tingle and my nipples instantly went erect as her fingers rubbed them.
“Mmmm…” I moaned against Aidan’s cock, making it vibrate slightly.
“Do you like that?” Layla’s soft voice whispered into my ear.
Without waiting for an answer, one of her hands wandered down across my body, finding its way between my thighs. Her hand felt warm between my leg as she massaged me innocently, letting her hand slide right up next to my pussy and then down again, teasing me.
She slipped a finger in between my wet folds and soaked it in my pussy juices. Moving her hand upwards, she rubbed and circled my clit, making me feel pleasure in a way that only another woman can. I could feel my lower body tense up at her touch, and my heart racing faster and faster from anticipation.
Aidan’s cock seemed to be growing inside my mouth, and a small amount of salty, warm juice leaked out of his tip before he pulled himself out. I licked him clean and swallowed happily, looking up into his sharp, gray eyes.
“Stand up.” He said in a tone that sounded more like command than a request.
I stood up, and Layla followed suite. Aidan was rougher now, pulling me towards himself and pushing me up with my back against the lockers. They creaked slightly as he pressed himself against me, kissing my neck and fondling with my breasts. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tight as he lifted me up with my feet off the ground. Quickly, I wrapped them around his body as well, relying completely on his body strength in order not to fall down.
With one arm below my buttocks, he guided his stiff, throbbing cock towards my pussy and placed it at my entrance. Over Aidan’s shoulder, I could see Layla sitting on a bench behind him, biting her lips and rubbing her pussy with a quick, wet finger.
Aidan grunted as he entered me, his cock spreading my pussy wide apart. I couldn’t help but to let out a moan as he thrusted forward and entered me completely, ramming his length against my inner wall. My pussy adjusted slowly, stretching and expanding around his big, fat cock. Then, he started to thrust.
“Oh, Aidan.” I moaned pleasurably as his cock slid in and out of my wet pussy. “I never knew it would feel so good.”
I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his, biting down gently on his lip as his cock made my body vibrate with pleasure. Since I had started already in the shower, I was already close to coming—but masturbation was nothing compared to being fucked by Aidan.
He rammed his cock into me repeatedly, making me moan and gasp louder with each thrust. His hand searched for my hair and gripped it tightly, pulling it down and forcing me to lean my head back. I closed my eyes and focused on only one thing—the intense feeling of pressure that was building up deep inside of me.
It was as if my entire body, except for my pussy, was going numb. I was quickly climbing a ladder of pleasure, not knowing how far it went—only that I was going higher and higher the whole time. Aidan started to fuck me harder, the base of his cock rubbing against my sensitive clit with each push.
Finally, I reached the top and went over the edge, diving down into a pool of intense pleasure. I couldn’t help but to dig my fingernails into Aidan’s back as I reached the peak. My body shook and my bottom lip shivered, quiet ah‘s and oh‘s escaping my throat. He pulled himself out slowly, his cock glistening with the wetness from my pussy.
“Good thing I was still wearing my shirt.” He whispered into my ear as I slid back down with my feet onto the ground. “Or I’d have some nasty looking marks on my back right now.”
He gave my ass a firm squeeze before turning around and taking a few steps towards Layla. Sitting down on the bench next to her, he pulled Layla into his lap. She straddled him with one leg on each side, looking extremely horny. Wasting no time, she lowered herself down onto his cock, letting out a soft moan as it entered her.
I walked over to them, wanting to make Layla feel like she had made me feel earlier. I sat down at her side and slid one arm around her body, cupping her breast and fondling it tenderly. It felt soft in my hand, but the roughness of her hard nipple rubbed against the palm of my hand. I pinched it—gently at first, then harder, causing her to let out a gasp.
My other hand wandered down across her body and in between her legs, rubbing her wet, round bud between two fingers. Her eyes were closed shut and soft moans escaped the mouth placed between her rosy cheeks as she bounced up and down on Aidan’s lap. He himself had a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his forehead, and a soft blush all over his face.
I buried my face at the nape of Layla’s neck, breathing in her scent—sweat, mixed with berry body wash—and kissed her soft skin. It took it between my teeth, biting down and sucking hard enough to leave a red mark. Suddenly, the clock on the wall let out a loud ring which sounded throughout the room and caused all three of us to jump out of our seats.
“Shit!” Layla exclaimed. “It’s already 15:00. My mom is coming to pick me up at 15:10 and I’m still naked!” Quickly she unstraddled Aidan and got up from the bench. Before she ran off towards the showers again, she leaned in and put her mouth right next to my ear.
“I think he’s still up for more.” She whispered with a wink. “I’m sad that I didn’t get to taste his cum… but you still can.” With that, she gave me a quick peck on the cheek and ran off into the shower room, her swollen breasts bouncing in the air as she ran.
Aidan looked confused, disappointed and uncertain all at the same time. I locked eyes with him as I moved closer towards his body.
“I guess…” I mumbled, climbing into his lap. “I’ll finish what she started.”
Immediately, his face shone up, and a frisky smile appeared on my lips. “You do it better anyway.” He whispered quietly, glancing over his shoulder to make sure Layla hadn’t heard him. “…and I would much rather finish with you.”
I giggled quietly and lowered myself down onto his cock, which seemed to fit much better now that he’d already fucked me before. It went in with ease, sliding down my wet passage and causing me to let out a blissful moan. With my knees against the bench, I lifted myself up and down over his body, causing his cock to slide in and out of me. He thrusted into me simultaneously, making our bodies slam together with force each time he entered me fully.
His hands reached around me and grabbed my buttocks, squeezing them firmly. At my side I could see Layla, hurriedly drying the drops of water that were running down her naked, fit body. She watched with big, jealous eyes as I bounced up and down in Aidan’s lap. He seemed to tense up suddenly, and let out a long grunt. A moment later, I could feel his cock grow larger inside my pussy, making me feel amazing.
“Oh, yeah.” I moaned. “Don’t stop!”
He erupted, shooting a large load of warm, sticky cum deep inside of me. It filled me up completely and I felt absolutely stuffed. Some of it stuck to my inner wall and coated my cervix, but the rest seeped out of my pussy a
s he slowly pulled himself out. He trembled slightly, as if the act of ejaculating had drained most of his energy.
By now, Layla was dressed and ready to go. She ran past us with hurried steps, stopping at the door to turn around. She gave a little wave, and the hint of a wink—the kind that you can only give to someone that you’ve been intimate with—and then she dove out the door. It slammed shut behind her, leaving us alone and filthy.
“We should go shower.” I suggested, putting my mouth next to Aidan’s ear.
“Are you sure?” He asked uncertainly. “The game will end soon …”
He wrapped his strong arm around my waist and held it firmly, letting me lean back against it comfortably.
“Don’t worry.” I whispered into his ear. “They’re always late”
He nodded slightly, seemingly convinced, and we walked together towards the showers. I chose the one in the corner—where Layla had been showering earlier—and pulled him in with me. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it into the locker room, and for the first time I could see his entire body. He led an athletic lifestyle, and it showed in the form of a fit, muscular build.
“Oooh…” I cooed, running my fingers along his abs. “I didn’t know you had such big muscles.”
He chuckled to himself, running his fingers through my long hair. “I don’t do all that weight–lifting for nothing.”
As much as I had enjoyed Layla’s company, I was happy to be alone with Aidan. It felt different, in a very good way. I twisted the shower on, letting the warm water wash over our naked bodies. The small size of the booth forced us to stand very close to each other, almost with our bodies pressed together skin–on–skin. Aidan reached for a bottle of shampoo and squeezed it into his hands, then reached out and massaged it into my hair.
Then, he moved onto my body. He took the bottle of berry body wash—which Layla must have forgotten when she rushed off in a hurry—and my loofah, and started to rub the fresh–smelling liquid all over my body. It foamed up, causing white bubbles to appear all over my skin, only to be washed away by the warm water.
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