Eve and I came home past 1 AM after a long party, eager to relax and recuperate from a night of excitement.
We'd been roommates for over a year, and grew very close to one another in that time. We frequently spent days and nights together, shopping and having fun in addition to studying and living together, as college girls do.
We stumbled through the door, giggling, and threw our bags down. We took off our shoes at the front.
"I feel gross, I'm gonna take a quick shower," Eve said as she stood up from unstrapping her heels.
"Alright. Mind if I sit in the bathroom?" I asked.
"Not at all!"
Though we hadn't been lifelong friends or anything, the two of us were incredibly comfortable around each other, and we were both "Free the Nip"-type feminists anyway. We frequently walked around the apartment naked or in robes and thought nothing of it.
She ran the water and undressed, stepping in quickly.
"Throw my clothes in the laundry, if you don't mind!" She shouted from the shower, despite that I wasn't very far and could hear her just fine.
I retrieved her clothes, threw them in the laundry, and walked back to the bathroom.
I relieved myself, brushed my teeth, then sat on the toilet with the lid down.
Eve was opening and closing lids, shampooing, and washing her face as we casually chatted about the night. She's one of the quickest showerers ever, I swear, as she finished just a few minutes after I sat down.
"I left the water running so you can get in," she smiled as she stepped out of the shower, her hair and body already wrapped in towels.
I undressed and stepped into the shower, under the warm water, tilting my head back. I put shampoo in my hair and ran the soap bar along my body as Eve talked, she now sitting where I had just been.
"Did you see any hot guys tonight? I think Tre was the only attractive dude I saw at all, and even he was pretty boring."
Eve was always searching for another romantic interest to pursue, whether short- or long-term.
"Nah, the guys today were all pretty shitty. Tre's alright but not my type," I agreed.
"I haven't had sex with a dude in so long, like over a year. It's a good feeling," Eve remarked. "Women, though. Can never get quite enough of them."
I laughed, rinsing the product out of my hair before pumping face wash into my hand.
"Yeah, well, we know I'm still a virgin. Still kinda scared.." I replied.
"You deserve someone who will make you feel good, babe! I'm sure I could help you with finding them." Eve loved playing Cupid.
"I don't kn-"
She promptly interrupted. "Hey, I think I forgot to rinse some soap off my leg. Can I hop in there?"
"Go ahead, I'm almost done anyway,"
Before I even opened my eyes, she was already behind the curtain. I stepped aside and let her step into the water.
This talk of sex, though, combined with an invigoratingly hot shower, had aroused me to some degree. Eve and I had both smoked a bit of weed shortly before we got home, and being high had sparked some confidence in me.
As Eve bent over to make sure the soap was off her legs, I noticed her figure and couldn't help but stare for a few seconds. From that angle, I could see her thick ass and the outline of her pussy lips.
I was still staring as she stood up and her tits fell into place, plump and big as ever.
"Whatcha looking at?" She said with a smirk.
"Eve, I- You are so fucking hot," I spat out with a single exhale.
Shades of red flooded my cheeks as soon as I said that. I had never been one to make a move on anyone; Eve was always outgoing, and I was the shy one.
I immediately feared her response, but she continued smiling.
"Is that so?" She replied sexily, moving forward and putting her arms around my waist. "I'd be honored to pop your cherry, babygirl," she whispered into my ear, turning me on like hell.
I looked up at her and whimpered, "Please fuck me," the closing syllable silenced as she pressed her lips into mine.
The hot water was still running and the bathroom was steaming as she pushed her body against mine into the shower wall, our lips touching and our tongues dancing in each other's mouths.
She reached her fingers beneath, tapping my clit softly with the tips of her fingers.
I jumped and gasped. She felt every movement I made and took it as her initiative to tease me. She continued to lightly tap my clit as I pushed myself into her hand, begging for her to finger me.