I'd noticed a peeper this morning as I was running on the treadmill. The normal response would have been to cover up my meager sports bra and thin silky panties, but then, I'm anything but normal. After taking advantage of my audience to put on a bit of a show, I'd managed to casually "notice" my neighbor Mike and invite him over. Now he was waiting in the living room while I took a shower.
I washed off quickly, then decided to do my hair. I soaped it up fairly well when it occurred to me I'd forgotten to grab a towel. What luck!
"Hey, Mike?" I yelled out to him as I worked the shampoo in, "Can you grab me a towel?"
"Uh, sure?" I heard him say after a second. I tried to squint through the soap, but I couldn't see if he'd actually come in yet.
"In the closet across from the bathroom... Just put it on the toilet here." I yelled out again. He'd hafta cross the bathroom to do that. I made sure my hands were still up in my hair as I turned to face the mostly transparent curtain. I squinted through the soap again, but couldn't really see anything.
"Where, uh, do you want this?" I jumped a little at his voice. I couldn't see anything, but he was clearly in the bathroom, standing right in front of me. If he hadn't peaked before, here I was, totally naked. My heart raced.
"Oh, just set it on the toilet, thanks!" I smiled broadly, turning and bending back to start rinsing out my hair. I squinted through the water and saw him as a blurry blob. I wondered just how much of a blurry blob I looked like to him. Hopefully not too much...
"Uh, no problem I guess." The soap washed off now, I looked over and saw him start for the door. Keep him here!
"Ug, long hair is so troublesome!" I said off-handedly, quietly enough that he had to take a step back to hear. I peeked over at him again and saw him stop right in front of the shower now. Small talk should work. Get him talking too. "I guess guys don't really have that problem, eh?" It shouldn't be this much trouble keeping a guy in the bathroom while a naked young girl showers!
"Well, no, not really." He sort of stood awkwardly in the middle of the bathroom now. Good. He might not be able to make out too much detail through the curtain though...
"I suppose you have a more troublesome part to wash elsewhere, eh?" I smiled, standing to face him now and bending sideways to rinse my hair maybe a little unnecessarily. How much more did I really want here?
"Oh ya?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I dunno, I've never washed a guy's cock." I smiled at the word. "Is it troublesome? Does it get hard when you wash it? Is it harder to wash when it's hard? Do you have fun washing off when it's hard?" I giggled at him, my breasts jiggling slightly with the movement. All clean now, I was just standing there naked, half hid behind the shower curtain, playing with the water with my hands.
"Well, it's not usually hard when I'm washing off..." I saw him smile at the direction he thought this conversation was going. "Do you have fun washing off in the shower?"
"Oh, yes, of course. But, back to your cock, is it actually hard right now?" I slid the curtain over as I asked, the water still splashing down on me as his eyes scanned my now unobstructed naked body. I bit my lips while his eyes paused on my chest as I calmly got down on my knees. "Can I see it?" I smiled up at him as sweetly as I could, my hands reaching for his zipper.
"I'm not sure that would be appropriate..." He stared down at me as I fumbled with his pants.
"Oh ya?" I managed to unzip his fly and open the front of his boxers, reaching in to pull out his very-hard cock. "This from the guy who came over to watch a young girl do stretches in her underwear? And then watched that same young girl get naked and shower? The girl who's holding your big, hard cock in her hands?" I pulled it out and licked my lips, grinning. It was bigger than I'd anticipated. What had I anticipated? And just how much further was I going to go with this?
"Well, as long as we're acting inappropriately..." He swallowed a little nervously as I gently ran my fingers along his soft skin. His eyes flashed as I stroked the head of his cock and I almost giggled again at the look on his face. I don't think he would have appreciated giggling right then...
"Would it be 'inappropriate' for me to see how it tastes?" I eyed it. It was big. It looked bigger in front of me than I'd expected, and felt bigger in my hand than it looked. Considering putting it in my mouth made it seem just that much bigger again. I licked the end and it writhed just a little bit in my fingers. I smiled up at him. "It's a bit bigger than I'm used to..."
"At this point, it might be inappropriate not to..." He gently touched his fingertips to my cheek and I licked my lips. Here goes.
I opened my mouth wide and moved my head forward, sliding onto his cock. It was much bigger in my mouth than it had been in my hand. I felt it run through my lips, and I wrapped my tongue up and down the sides, feeling his heartbeat pulsating against me. The warm water still ran down my naked back as his hard cock pressed into me.
I had trouble sliding it into the back of my throat. It was already as deep as I'd ever had a guy go into my mouth, and it still had a good inch or two left. I pressed against him and felt his whole cock twitch inside my throat. It tickled me and pressed up against top of my mouth, making me smile and let out a little giggle. It came out oddly muffled with a cock in my mouth, which just made me smile more. This was fun. A lot of fun. It would definitely go further!
I slid off his cock, pulling my head slowly away from him, and teasing the end once more with my tongue. I pulled back into the stream of water and closed my eyes for a second, wiping off my face.
"Can't fit it all?" He asked as I looked back up at him and licked the flavor of his cock from my lips.
"Surprisingly no! I guess I'm not as experienced in this as I should be!" I smiled sweetly up at him.
