Sisterhood – Initiation

“Ooh,” Yvonne enthused, eagerly pulling off her top, “Me first for the shower.”

“No need to rush,” Lena smiled, “It’s big enough for us all.”

“Why do you get such a fancy apartment?” Yvonne asked.

“Come,” Lena took her by the hand, ignoring her question, “Let’s get you both cleaned up.” She proffered her other hand to Leah, looking at her with a flutter of her eyelids. Leah reached out, smiling nervously, and stepped away from the doorway where she was still standing. Lena took them both over to glazed glass sliding door near the window end of the room, Annika following behind. Lena let go of Yvonne’s hand to slide the door open by a slim brass handle, revealing a large chamber, clad from floor to ceiling all over in sparkling pale blue tiles.

“Wow, it is huge,” Leah wondered, “And very nice.” The room was one big walk-in shower. A small grate was set in a slight dip at its center to drain away the water, and all around the tops of the walls ran a long brass pipe, punctuated with small shower heads in the shape of sunflowers.

“Clothes off here girls,” Lena commanded, shrugging off her gown and tossing it onto a chair that stood by the door. Annika followed suit and then Leah pulled her dress off and up over her head, her hair straggling across her face.

Yvonne bounded in energetically, looking eagerly up at the walls, then at Lena. Lena obligingly reached inside and turned at a tap. A moment later, water hissed out from the walls, scattering loudly across the tiles, and spraying back in hot vapor.

“Please,” Lena ushered Leah and Annika through the door.

Leah stepped in to a dense rush of very warm water, that felt as if it struck her body from all sides. The warmth and the and steam enveloped her. “Ah, that feels good,” she sighed appreciatively.

“Very nice, isn’t it?” Annika smiled at her. They smiled at one another and each began to rub and rinse their bodies, soaking their hair and spreading the water over their skin.

“So,” Lena closed the door behind her, “Enjoy. Please let me know if you would like it cooler or hotter.”

“Feels just right,” Leah replied, “It’s very nice.”

“Maybe a tiny bit hotter,” said Yvonne, standing directly beneath one of the shower heads, letting it drench her from the head downwards.

“Would that be okay for you?” Lena asked Leah.

“Yes,” Leah answered hurriedly, “Hotter would also be nice.”

Lena turned behind her to a set of two taps just next to the door. She twisted one of them very carefully a few degrees round, and a moment later Leah felt the temperature of the water on her skin begin to rise. She stood and soaked herself, letting her muscles slowly loosen and relax in the heat. The many jets of water merged into a cloud of vapor, hot steam thickening in the air and all around her the soothing sound of the water scattering across the tiles. Leah always felt most at ease in the shower. Naked and free of the uncomfortable tightness of a bra or a thong she felt somehow safe and shielded by the warm water on her skin. She took hold of her breasts and lifted them to wash herself, slid her hand between her legs and buttocks to rinse each nook of her body.

“So,” Lena skipped past Leah to join Annika, “Annika, let’s get this luxurious hair of yours washed shall we?”

Leah couldn’t help but glance down as Lena passed. She watched discreetly as Lena took a clear bottle of shampoo from a niche in the wall and rubbed a handful of it into Annika’s hair. Annika stood facing away from her towards the wall. Lena’s dick swung heavy between her legs as she massaged vigorously at Annika’s scalp. Leah watched, fascinated, as it slowly swayed and stiffened, lengthening as it rose. After working up a foam through Annika’s long, thick hair, Lena put her hands on Annika’s shoulders and kissed her tenderly on the neck.

“I’m sorry,” Annika murmured, twisting her head to meet Lena’s kiss.

“Shhh,” Lena wrapped her hands about Annika’s chest and took her small, firm breasts in her hands.

Leah felt somehow reassured to see how tenderly Lena caressed Annika’s body, and to see how sincerely, innocently happy Annika seemed to receive her attentions. Leah realized she was staring, and wrenched her gaze away, though neither of them were looking at her. She turned to look at Yvonne, and immediately their eyes met, and a mischievous smile broke across Yvonne’s sweet face. Leah instinctively broke eye contact, but then found herself looking down. Yvonne’s dick was sticking up in front of her, hard and taut. Leah glanced back at Lena and Annika, not knowing where to look, and saw Lena take Annika in her arms to embrace her tightly from behind.

“Would you like me to wash your hair for you?” Yvonne spoke quietly.

Leah looked back at her. She was curiously relieved to see that, naked, Yvonne was not quite so strikingly slim as Lena and Annika. She was still slender, but whereas Lena’s and Annika’s bodies were firm and petite, Yvonne’s figure thickened a little about the hips, her stomach slightly soft and rounded, her small, shapely breasts padded with a little extra bounce of fat. Her skin was smooth and pale, and her dark hair clung wet to her shoulders. Watching Yvonne get excited, Leah felt a deep, hot throb well up from between her legs. “That would be lovely,” she replied.

Leah bent down to retrieve the bottle of shampoo where Lena had set it on the floor, and handed it to Yvonne. As their bodies neared, Leah reached out to take hold of Yvonne’s dick. As she began to stroke it she pressed herself up against Yvonne’s side. When their skin touched, Leah felt a swell of desire, and she couldn’t resist opening her legs to rub herself snugly against Yvonne’s thigh, enjoying the warm relief of having something pressed against her pussy.

“Maybe you need more than a hair wash,” Yvonne giggled. She put one hand on Leah’s shoulder, “Turn around.”

Reluctantly, Leah let go of Yvonne’s dick and turned to face away. For a moment she stood there and felt nothing, her scalp tingling in anticipation, but then Yvonne’s fingers took a hold of her head, rubbing a cool, fragrant gel between the thick tangles of her hair. Leah’s shoulders and spine shivered with the pleasure of being touched. She sighed deeply, murmuring her appreciation, and felt Yvonne’s hands work their way down the back of her neck, across her shoulder blades, then under her armpits to come to rest clasped about her chest, each hand grasping at one of her breasts. “That’s nice,” she purred.

“Is it okay?” Yvonne squeezed gently.

“Please,” Leah replied, “Play with them if you like.”

“So big,” Yvonne hefted Leah’s breasts in her hands.

Leah felt their weight shake back and forth across her chest. She reached behind her back with one hand and after fumbling for a moment found Yvonne’s dick, “No, this is big.” She was gratified to feel it stiffen momentarily in her hand. She let go and pushed her body backwards against Yvonne’s, wriggling her hips. Unfortunately, Yvonne being a fair bit taller, her dick only pressed against the small of Leah’s back.

“Wait a moment,” Yvonne reached up to Leah’s head to guide water through her hair, rinsing away the foam of the shampoo, “Turn to face me.”

Leah obliged, and was greeted with an embrace, and then suddenly found herself hoisted firmly up into the air by the hips. Yvonne’s strong arms heaved Leah’s body upwards with a jerk and then deftly grabbed her thighs to pull them apart. “Oh,” gasped Leah, surprised. She reached out to wrap her arms about Yvonne’s neck to keep herself from falling backward.

“That’s it. Hold on,” grunted Yvonne, hefting once more to bring Leah up to sit comfortably, thighs wrapped around Yvonne’s hips.

Leah wriggled and felt the tip of Yvonne’s dick press against the opening of her pussy. She twisted herself downwards to push herself onto it, a shiver of relief already shooting through her body as she opened up, welcoming Yvonne eagerly inside her.

“Are you okay?” Leah asked, her face right in front of Yvonne’s, their lips almost touching, “I’m really heavy.”

“No you’re not,” smiled Yvonne, sounding a little out of breath, “Now just hold on tight, and enjoy the ride.”

Leah looked into Yvonne’s eyes and planted a kiss on her lips. She thrust her tongue into Yvonne’s mouth, muffling her first groans of excitement as Yvonne pushed Leah’s hips down deeper onto her dick. Leah felt Yvonne’s hands creep inwards, feeling their way between her thighs and then her buttocks, until Yvonne was firmly gripping one cheek of Leah’s behind in each hand, pulling them apart.

“Ohh, that feels good,” Leah moaned her appreciation. She wondered how much practice Yvonne had had at pleasuring girls in this position, whether she knew just what felt good for them. The sensation of the skin around her butthole stretched taut was strangely exciting, making her feel at once vulnerable and comforted, the hot water of the shower trickling down between her cheeks and running warm over her skin. “Is it nice for you?” Leah couldn’t help but ask.

“Oh yes,” Yvonne grunted, giving Leah a firm hoist then driving her dick in deep, “You feel very nice and hot, inside.”

Leah felt Yvonne’s arms perhaps begin to tire, her heaving and lifting slowing a little. Leah took over with a writhing of her hips, sliding herself up and down on Yvonne’s dick. “Um,” she grunted, “I think…” Leah’s arms tensed, clasping her body to Yvonne’s in a tight embrace. She put her lips on Yvonne’s again and kissed her.

“Are you coming?” Yvonne asked, breathless.

Leah could only nod, her face already screwing up in the throes of her orgasm as she wrung its first hard throbs out of her body, the muscles of her thighs and buttocks tensing and trembling as she wriggled herself up and down faster, “Uhh, ohhh,” she was unable to hold in her final groan of relief as the wave of pleasure crested and crashed through her.

“Fuck,” Yvonne exclaimed, her arms trembling and weakening. They sank slowly lower as she lost her grip on Leah’s body, until Leah set down one trembling leg, then another, and felt Yvonne’s dick bend tightly back and slide out of her, slipping agonizingly past the folds of her pussy in one last tantalizing thrill before she stood, her pussy empty but still pulsing hard with the remains of her orgasm.

Leah sank to her knees and leaned, gasping, against Yvonne’s legs. She took hold of one of them to steady herself, slowly stroked Yvonne’s thigh. After she had caught her breath, she looked up, the water from the shower spattering against her face, and saw Yvonne standing over her, looking down with a contented smile. “May I?” Leah clambered into an upright kneeling position and reached out to take hold of Yvonne’s dick.

“With pleasure. But only if you want to,” Yvonne replied.

“I want to,” Leah grinned up at her, planting a first kiss and opening her lips to wrap them around the shaft, “Mmm yes.” Leah wasn’t sure what it was that felt so good about taking the other girls in her mouth. It felt somehow natural, satisfying, to get a nice hot dick in her mouth, feel it respond with a throb or a stiffening when she sucked or stroked. She was surprised to find that as she began tenderly sucking she very quickly felt a renewed throb of desire well up within her pussy. Leah gulped Yvonne down into her throat, rolling her tongue and her lips about in her mouth.

“Ohh fuck,” Yvonne groaned, clutching a bunch of Leah’s wet hair in one hand.

Leah reached behind herself to press the palm of her hand across the opening of her pussy, clasping it tightly for relief as its pulses quickened along with the bobbing back and forth of her head, Yvonne sliding smoothly in and out of her throat.

“Do you, perhaps, require some assistance?” Leah heard suddenly a rich, husky whisper in her ear.

Leah swiveled her eyes to the side, not wanting to let Yvonne slip out of her mouth, and she saw Lena’s hand lay itself on her shoulder. Leah nodded, and with a grunt she spread her knees further apart. She let go of her pussy and felt Lena kneel behind her, their legs touching at the calves. Lena’s hand slid down to Leah’s waist and then finally Leah felt the delicious relief of a hard dick nuzzling at her pussy. Her body shuddered as it slid slowly inside her. Mouth and pussy both full and eager, Leah began sucking vigorously, her excitement mounting as Lena began to thrust slowly in and out of her from behind.

“Come, Annika, join us,” Lena called out, driving herself into Leah with a particularly hard thrust as she spoke.

Leah groaned, the sound muffled in her throat. She looked to one side and saw Annika walk towards them out of the steam of the shower and sidle up next to Yvonne.

“Yeah, come on Annika,” Yvonne grunted, thrusting into Leah’s mouth, “Quickly, before Leah makes me come.”

Just hearing Yvonne pronounce that phrase in her sweet, breathless lisp sent a sudden shiver of excitement through Leah’s body. She quickened her sucking, taking hold of Yvonne’s thighs to thrust her face hard against Yvonne’s hips with each swallow. As Yvonne took hold of Annika’s quickly stiffening dick and began pumping it, Leah felt Yvonne slam harder into her throat. Feeling herself begin to lose her grip on the slowly rising orgasm she had been trying to hold back, Leah began wriggling her hips against Lena behind her, straining and grunting her way to climax just as she felt Yvonne explode and spurt into her mouth and down her throat. Leah’s pussy clenched tight and a throb of pleasure forced its way up through her body until it exited her throat in a slow groan. She had to pull Yvonne’s dick out of her mouth, moaning and gasping for breath, but she took hold with her hand and pumped as the last few gushes splashed across her face and onto her chest.

Leah leaned back into Lena’s embrace and let the hot water run over her face and down the front of her body. Gasping and sighing through inadvertent gulps of water, Leah was gripped with excitement and exhilaration. She savored the immediate memory of Yvonne’s climax, its sudden force first pumping into her throat, then splashing across her face. Now, her orgasm ebbing and throbbing through her body, Leah could already feel the next surge of desire welling up inside her. She let go of Yvonne’s dick, letting it spring upward, still half hard, and leaned forward to rest her arms on the warm tiles of the floor. She knelt, arching her back to raise her backside in the air, “Please,” she shook her hips slowly from side to side, “A bit more. Harder.”

“With pleasure,” Lena took hold of Leah’s hips, her hands digging firmly into Leah’s soft body. Leah’s pussy fluttered and throbbed in anticipation, expecting to feel any moment that hot, hard dick slide deep inside her. But instead she was treated to a soft, slippery touch that could only be Lena’s lips. Lena let out a deep groaning sigh, and the tremor of her rich voice vibrated against the folds of Leah’s pussy. Leah then felt them pressed apart as Lena’s mouth pushed a little more firmly against her, her tongue then sliding out to lick all the way from her opening down to where the most sensitive ridges were tucked away.

“Ohhh, please,” Leah let herself go, groaning out loud, “Fuck me.”

A muffled giggle came in reply, Lena pursing her lips to place a final, firm kiss on Leah’s pussy before drawing away. Leah knelt, waiting, her body shuddering with anticipation, for what felt like a very long time. She felt Lena’s hands still firmly on her hips, faintly squeezing at her.

Then with a sudden force and a surprising smoothness Leah felt Lena’s hips slam against her backside, that hard, hot dick driving deep inside her. Leah let out an involuntary girlish yelp that rang out loud in the chamber of the bathroom.

“Not too hard?” Lena leaned forward, breathed quietly in Leah’s ear.

“Mmm,” Leah turned her head, hunting out Lena’s lips. “No,” she mumbled, mouth open, grasping eagerly at Lena’s tongue for a momentary kiss. She turned away, head hanging down, groaning, “Uhh. Go on, hard is good. You can, uhh, fuck me.”

Lena remained leaned forward, her lips at Leah’s neck, kissing, breathing. Leah felt Lena’s slim, soft body press warmly against her back, resting some of its weight forward. Leah propped herself more firmly up on her hands, and spread her knees to lower her backside, making it easier for Lena to mount her. “That angle okay?” Lena spoke softly, resting more of her weight across Leah’s back, and starting to slowly thrust, in with a tight squeeze, then almost all the way out, then swiftly back in, driving deep.

“Uh, yes,” Leah grunted, “You can rest on me.”

Lena quickened her movements, wrapping one arm about Leah’s chest from behind, lifting and pressing her hanging breasts. Leah tensed, her face screwing up in concentration as she tried to stay in control, to focus, and to savor the sheer joy of being there at that moment, getting fucked by this beautiful, attentive woman, to prolong it rather than let it immediately overpower her. But she just couldn’t quite keep a hold of herself. She heard her grunts and groans deepening, almost as if they were somebody else’s, until she quickly, frustratingly relented and let wash over her every last sweet sensation, down to the sudden tensing of her butthole and the moistening of her lips as her body quickly bucked itself to orgasm, shaking, moaning, weakening.

Leah’s arms trembled beneath her. She concentrated on keeping them held straight, preventing her from falling forward on her face as her body weakened. She drew deep breaths of hot, steamy air, felt the water run down from across her back to drip from the underside of her body. With each few breaths, her body suddenly and involuntarily tensed in a brief frisson, releasing the last dregs of pleasure bit by bit. The shudders spaced out and subsided, then suddenly she jolted once more, harder, as Lena let go of her breasts with a gentle squeeze, letting them drop heavily to hang beneath her. Leah felt her pussy clench tightly again about Lena’s dick, squeezing it back and slowly out. It felt still as hard as ever as Lena leaned slowly backward, kneeling upright and drawing herself carefully out. The final, pranging nudge as it pushed past the outer folds of Leah’s pussy sent the very last shudder of orgasm up through Leah’s insides to exit her throat as a feeble groan.

“Uh,” Leah hung her head, not quite able to muster the strength to turn around, “Did you come?” She wasn’t sure why, but she felt she really wanted to know.

“Not yet,” Lena replied softly, one hand stroking the back of Leah’s thigh, “Did you?”

“Oh,” Leah laughed, still short of breath, “Just a bit.” Leah’s hair hung in a heavy wet curtain about her face. She drew a deep breath and tossed her head to fling most of it over her shoulder. Then she turned and lifted herself up onto her knees. Lena was kneeling in front of her, a warm smile on her face, her chest rising and falling in deep breaths. Leah stared, fascinated, at Lena’s outstretched dick, still hard, perhaps just faintly twitching with each heart beat.

“But I’m very close to coming,” Lena smiled kindly, “You got me really hard.”

“Lucky me,” Leah flustered. She could sense her own face beaming a grin of intense satisfaction, tried to suppress it, keep her cool.

“Now,” Lena breathed in deeply. She stood up, one leg at a time. “We’d better start getting ourselves ready. Don’t want to miss out.”

“Do you…? Would you like me to…?” Leah reached hesitantly for Lena’s dick, not actually taking hold of it, the palm of her hand along its side.

“Annika will help me with that,” Lena turned and began to walk towards where Annika was leaning against the wall, slumped and letting water rush over her head. Lena turned back to look at Leah, running her eyes up and down, bright with mischief, “And I suspect that you, young lady, will soon need more dick than the three of us can supply you with on our own. So we must seek help.”