Chapter 1: Introduction
Ava adjusted the showerhead in their new apartment’s only bathroom, a 6x6 ft splash of minty green tiles clashing with neon shimmering cartoon elephants on the wallpaper. An optimistic moment of kitsch that was an embodiment of their personalities. Grimy pink shower curtains were held back with plastic fish clips, clattering with each subtle movement.
When they had finished moving their belongings in, both of them instinctively coalesced in this tiny, colorful space.
Meanwhile, her roommate, Mia, knocked on the door. “Hey, Ava? Do you mind if I come in? I’m pretty hard and need to jack off into the sink.”
the sink,” Mia asked sheepishly as she pushed the door open slightly, her expression filled with bemusement, as if expecting Ava to decline.
Ava, caught by surprise, covered herself up and giggled. “Uh, yeah, sure. Just hold on a second, because I, uh –” She nodded towards her half-adjusted showerhead. Mia grinned mischievously, her hazel eyes gleaming.
“That’s quite all right. I don’t blame you for needing some ‘me’ time.
I’ll just shampoo my hair, and then we can both have a moment,” Ava finished with a playful smirk. With Ava occupied, Mia hastily slipped off her shorts and panties, leaving her bare before the sink, her perky, shapely ass just begging to be touched and her penis hard as Mia began masturbating, aiming her penis into the sink while Ava finished showering.
As Ava lathered her body, creating a sensual feast of soapy glides and delectable groans, Mia's mind filled with their daily playful banter; she recalled the easy laughter ripe between them, like succulent, juicy fruit that slid so sweetly from her lips, creating a rich playground for heated teasing, expounding on the very nature of desiring and being desired.
The sensation of Mia's selfish pleasure-seeking continued, as each stroke massaged her glands, producing pearlescent trails of anticipation that spiraled with delightful fervor; these moments were not merely reliefs, but as essential as the air she breathed, exposing her vulnerabilities and exploring her identities, like dough rising with fertile yearning.
As she watched Mia masturbating into the sink, Ava couldn’t help but imagine Mia’s soapy body sliding against her own, an overlapping of two gorgeous beings, openly admiring each other without fear.