Chapter Seven
The final cut and a going away party
Monday morning came early, both Tess and Shea made their way to the shower with a labored gait. Shea moved with measured steps because her lower region was extremely tender from the waxing while Tess walked as if she just dismounted a horse after a long ride.
"What's up with you this morning?" Tess asked Shea as she walked beside her to the shower room.
"I got a wax job yesterday and everything down there is a little sore. Kind of feels like a bad sunburn." Shea replied.
"What's up with you?" Shea threw back at her.
"I....kind of had a good time last night." Tess answered.
"What do you mean a good time?" Shea prodded knowing full well what she was doing last night.
"I had a friend help me out with some frustration. We worked on it all afternoon until around twelve last night. He was very helpful in taking care of my frustration more than five times." Tess said with a smile and a wink.
Shea played dumb for a moment then responded, "Oh he helped with your frustrations. Was he good at working out the stress? You know, did he work on all of your stress zones?"
Tess giggled and said, "Girl he was a expert at working on the stress zones, he used one of the biggest stress tools I have ever seen. I was relieved of stress in every hole that is why I am having difficulty moving this morning."
The girls made their way into the shower where Tess preformed the usual dance as she turned on the water moving out of the way of the cold blast then tiptoeing around as the water splashed on her feet.
Shea walked right up to the head and aimed it directly between her beautiful breasts. Yanna and Katrina both stood there as the water hit them so Shea decided she was going to steel herself and follow their lead.
The blast hit her like a train splashing frigid water across her chest and abdomen. Shea's breath escaped her for a second as she adjusted to the sudden temperature drop. At first the cold was slightly painful but as she stood her ground the cool water made its way down her torso and between her legs. A soothing effect took place as the chilled water passed over the hot tender flesh of her mound and creases next to her thighs. This she liked a relief from the sting of the burn that had taken hold of her lower region.
"Jess Shea are you crazy?" Tess yelled as she watched Shea purposefully stand in front of the arctic water.
"It stops the stinging and actually it feels good after a little while." She replied as the water started to warm up.
Tess shook her head and slowly tested the water coming from her shower head. As the two lathered up their sore bodies Tess looked over to see Shea soaping up her crotch with excess attention. "Hey you like the way it feels don't you?" She said as she moved closer to Shea.
"Can I see how it looks?" Tess questioned as she closed the gap between them.
Standing next to Shea, Tess bent over at the waist to admire the artwork that decorated Shea's luscious pussy.
The cascading water cleared the soapy suds away from her pubic region exposing the thin lines of auburn hair that made up the flame design. Shea noticed Tess's pillowy tits hanging down and swaying slightly as she maneuvered to get a closer look.
"WOW that looks amazing. How did you get it to look so clear and perfect?" Tess questioned as her hand slowly reached out to touch the feather soft hairs that formed the design.
"A friend of mine did it with a plastic template we cut out and waxing the rest while the thin lines were covered by the plastic." Shea stated with pride.
Tess's hand genteelly grazed over the soft flesh of her mound as she inspected the texture of the area. Shea felt a warmth rush through her as Tess's fingers traced the lines of her flame. Stepping wider for balance and as an invitation for Tess to explore more Shea tilted her pelvis foreword to entice more probing by Tess.
As her fingers moved down next to the slit of Shea's pussy Tess felt a hand grip her left breast and knead the mountain of flesh. Her breasts were sore from all of the flailing around they did last night as she bounced on the monster cock her lover treated her too. With a pleasurable pain similar to a massage Tess stayed still not to terminate the contact. Moving her finger tips to the tender lips of Shea's opening Tess slowly moved them up and down the length coating it with the slippery juices seeping out.
Tess slipped her fingers in just slightly as she tested the willingness of her friend to continue the activities that were opening up before them. Tess new it was clear to continue when she felt another hand grab hold of her right breast.
Shea kneaded the fluffy mounds of flesh as she rocked her hips driving Tess's finger deeper into her wet needy hole. Tess stood up presenting her big brown areolas to Shea allowing her more access. Shea leaned down as she gyrated on Tess's fingers taking one of the hard brown nipples into her mouth and started sucking as if she was trying to cause her milk to drop. Pinching and rolling the nipple on Tess's other breast Shea worked each with a fevered lust.
Tess loved having her tits played with and the actions of Shea was driving her crazy. The suckling on one, and the forceful tweaking of the other crossed two of her favorite sensations until she cried out that she wanted to cum. Shea was not going to let Tess stop finger fucking her pussy so she slipped the hand supporting the breast she was suckling down between Tess's legs finding the large bulb at the top of her slit. With the breast sagging down some Shea used her suction to lift the heavy weight as her fingers circled and pinched Tess's clit to increase her pleasure.
The falling and lifting of her breast by Shea's sucking action caused Tess's areola and nipple to elongate and shrink with each hard suck. This increased the sensation that pulsed through her body ten fold. Combined with the thumping pulse of her clit Tess was cresting with orgasmic release. Shea was not to be outdone; grinding her hips harder on Tess's fingers caused the knuckles of her other two to roll over her clit pounding the sensitive nerve bundle like a hammer on an anvil.
A bright light flashed before their eyes as the orgasm hit. A cry echoed down the hallway that could only be explained as a wild animal in heat. The girls slid down the tile wall until they both fell over each other in a pool of orgasmic delight. As their quivering bodies recovered from the impromptu morning fuck the two kissed and thank the other for a welcomed wakeup call.
Racing to the breakfast table both Shea and Tess found it difficult to consume more than a Danish and a cup of juice. Their morning exploits caused them to be late to Danielle's yoga class which brought a scornful warning about punctuality.
The day went by rather calmly after that and moved into the evening. Each and every class was slightly harder than last weeks and now that hey were the only two it was harder for them to hide when questions were asked. The Art History class was always last yet for some reason it required the most study time and research. Danielle had moved the class to the library sometime during the middle of the week and was making the girls research more then discuss. Most of the pieces they worked on were from Eastern European countries that no longer exist. Some of the items dated back to the late 8th century and as resent as the early 20th century.
It had become a morning ritual for one or the other to tease and fondle the other in the shower. They both agreed that only one could get off or they would be late every day so taking turns the girls alternated morning and afternoon showers as to who would fuck who.
The new found sexual openness of Shea was becoming a distraction for Tess; Shea didn't take long to get off when it was her turn to be pleasured and Tess would stop after one orgasm so they wouldn't be late. Shea on the other hand was making it very difficult for Tess when it was her turn to receive. Shea worked her oral magic bringing Tess to the edge then backing her off three and four times before she would let her climax. Then if that wasn't enough before she could fully recover Shea would attack her again by playing with her downy mounds until Tess was marching up the orgasmic mountain all over again.
The problem wasn't that Tess didn't like the moments spent with Shea but they made her late for breakfast and or dinner. Shea would always beat her to the dinning hall while Tess recovered from her orgasms. The other issue with this was during study times and library time Shea would walk by and whisper in her ear about some sexual act she wanted to do to her and that would send her mind off in a daydream of sexual bliss that rarely ended with her finishing her work on time or with great quality.
Tess was falling behind and it showed. Danielle made it very clear that if she didn't do better on her research she would be let go. Shea felt bad about the situation so after the last scolding Tess received Shea secretly switched the files on their laptops so Tess would grade out better.
Week two went by and week three was almost over when Yanna called Shea into the classroom after her lecture. "Ms. Egan, there seems to be an issue that must be addressed. Danielle and I have been talking about how similar Tess's work has been to yours. I would hate to think she has been cheating off of you this last week. I know you two have become close and share more than you should." She said as she gazed down at Shea's cotton covered crotch, "but you need to let her stand on her own work. Stop switching your work for hers. We know that you have been doing this to help her but remember there will only be one that stays and it needs to be the one that can handle the job. Not the one that has a hard time concentrating!"
Shea went pale as Yanna revealed the knowledge of her little scheme to keep Tess around. Shea like her and wanted her to be around a while longer, Shea didn't have many friends when she was living outside of the compound and now she felt she at least had a girlfriend to hang with. This would be hard to except but she knew that in the end her only chance was to let Tess sink or swim.
On Sunday Shea was sitting down next to her window watching the birds in the park. A knock on her door broke her stare as she yelled, "Its open."
The door opened and Tess walked in looking sad, "Do you have a moment to talk?"
Shea told her she did and the two sat on her bed cross-legged facing one another.
"What's wrong Tess?" Shea started.
"I don't know? I just wonder if this is right for me. I am having a difficult time with all of the academic stuff that goes along with the training and I really don't like half the stuff they're teaching. I love being here with you but other than that I don't like it here." Tess said.
