Brooke and I rapidly became close friends during our senior year of college. We met through a mutual friend and quickly realized that we both enjoyed similar music, shows, pastimes, and food. Meeting her came at a great time because she had just gotten out of a long-term relationship with her boyfriend (whom she had lived with for a few years), and my girlfriend, Jess, and I were on a break while she studied abroad; in other words, Brooke and I were looking to fill those voids that we both had. Over the course of the following six months, we became almost inseparable, filling those voids for each other and keeping our friendship free of sexual and romantic advances, at least for a little while.

During the beginning month of our friendship, Brooke and I spent a lot of time hanging out in groups (at parties, clubs, bars), only with other people around. Neither of us wanted to send the wrong message to the other person, so we eased into hanging out alone. Then, once we realized we were both on the same page and were both just looking for a friend, we started hanging out alone. Right from the get-go, hanging out together was completely effortless, fun, and was never awkward.

As the months passed, we gradually started spending more and more time with each other. We would reserve study rooms for our friend group but often stayed long after everyone else left, sometimes ordering in meals or going out for a walk or snack run to take breaks, just the two of us; we constantly hung out at each other's apartments, cooking meals together, watching movies, playing video games; we both had horribly messed up sleeping schedules and would go on constant 2:00am beach trips just to feel the chilled sand and surprisingly warm ocean water between our toes. We both loved the beach and would spend as much time there as we could, sometimes staying long enough to watch the sunrise and enjoy breakfast on the sand together.

Needless to say, sexual tension blossomed between us, and it started growing quickly. What started as little smiles or winks when we thought nobody else was looking or unintentional deep gazes into each other's eyes evolved into making any excuse we could to touch each other or hold each other close. Those late-night/early-morning beach trips saw a lot of cuddling in the name of "staying warm," even when the weather was perfectly comfortable. From there, we started trying to sneakily turn each other on in public places or in front of our other friends, "just for the fun of it", as we liked telling ourselves. Namely, she knew I liked being called "daddy" in a seductive tone, and I knew she liked a firm grip on her hips while being told in a suggestive manner how amazing her body looked.

This, all happening around the four-month mark, was also around the time that Brooke started joking about us showering together. I cannot remember how it started, but this joke of hers started to come up almost daily, so I joked about it too. These "jokes" started to turn more into probes, seeing if maybe the other person wanted to actually do it.

Late one night, after getting home from bar hopping with friends, Brooke asked if I wanted to shower with her to save water and time so we could all get to bed quicker (two other people had to shower after us). I was the DD and she had been drinking, so I thought it was just the booze talking; I turned her down and waited until she was done to take my turn. A few days later, the circumstances flipped, and she turned me down for the same reason, each of us brushing the situations off but feeling a bit bummed.

Up until this point we had an unspoken agreement: part of her was still hurting from her previous relationship and part of me was still waiting to resume things with Jess when she got back to the states, and we both understood these things about each other. We didn't want to jeopardize the friendship that meant so much to each of us just to get our rocks off during a moment of weakness and regret it the next morning. However, about six months into our sexually charged friendship, we took a leap.

It all started with a conversation about the shampoo I used (she had just gone to the bathroom and saw my new shampoo bottle on the sink). The label read something like "Men's 3-in-1," you know, for shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. After seeing it, she came out of the bathroom with a puzzled expression on her face.

"How the heck is your shampoo '3-in-1'? What does that even mean?"

She sat back down at the table with her laptop where she was writing a report, and I looked up puzzled from the stove as I made us dinner.

"3-in-1 shampoo... Have you ever heard of 2-in-1 shampoo? As in, shampoo and conditioner in 1 bottle...?"

The confusion in my voice was apparent, and she almost took offense to it. I thought 2-in-1 and 3-in-1 was common for everyone, but apparently that's only a guy hygiene thing. Or at least an area-where-I-grew-up hygiene thing.

"No, what? I've never heard of that. How do you wash and condition at the same time? Do you just not fully wash or fully condition, you just kind of half-and-half each?"

"Wha-- what are you talking about? I just put it on, scratch it up to get it all sudsy, let it sit for a minute or two, and then rinse. How are you confused by this?"

I turned the stove off, put a lid on whatever I was making, and sat down across from her genuinely perplexed face.

"Wait, so, what's the 3-in-1? What is the third thing?"

"Body wash!"

She puts her right hand to her forehead in utter confusion.

"Whaaaat?"

At this point, I think she's joking. She's got to be, right? How does this not make sense?

"You're joking. How do you not get this? Stop playing, you've heard of this before... right?"

"Genuinely, my mind is both blown and extremely confused. I just feel like that wouldn't clean you fully though...?"

Still thinking she's joking, I went in for the shower joke and turned on my semi-serious/semi-joking voice.

"Well, if you're so confused, why don't you strip down with me, we'll hop in the shower, and I'll show you how it works!"

For a split second, Brooke paused, almost like she was actually considering it. Then, she shut her laptop closed and matched my semi-serious/semi-joking tone.

"Okay, let's go."

Neither one of us got up. We both just stared at each other like "you won't get up." Once again, our words seemed to be just words; however, I wanted to one-up her, so I stood up and pushed in my chair.

"Okay, I'm down, let's go."

She looked almost shocked for a second before confidently getting up, arching her back to push out her breasts a little, and slowly pushed in her chair.

"You sure you want to do this, daddy, because I will go allll the way."

Without taking her eyes off of mine, she started backing up and smirking seductively toward the bathroom. I quickly caught up to her and placed my hands firmly on her hips, both of us slowly continuing toward the bathroom, and I whispered suggestively into her ear.

"If you want, I can take your clothes off for you. Maybe in return, you can take mine off for me."

I then did something risky: I just went for it. I leaned in closer, firmly yet gently pulling her body closer to mine, and in a bit more of a serious tone, with my lips right up against her ear, I told her the truth.

"I think it's about time we stop teasing each other, and you just let me ravage that sexy, tight body of yours."

She stopped walking and seemed to shudder. With one final squeeze of her hips, my fingers fell from her waist to my sides, and I pulled back about a half step to see her expression. I thought I took it too far for a second, and raised my eyebrows slightly in a joking-sort-of expression.

After gazing at me for what felt like a long-ass time (probably four or five seconds), she took a quick deep breath, stared straight up at my eyes and continued in her playful seductive voice. "Go for it."

A little hesitantly, because she'd said it playfully/jokingly, I started pulling up her shirt. She didn't flinch; she was still looking at me with that fake seductive gaze we would give each other when we tried to turn each other on, so I pulled her shirt up past her stomach, just under her bra, and paused, waiting for any sort of protest or "ha ha, just joking" kind-of talk. None came. Sensing my hesitancy, she slightly dropped the act, and I could pick up a hint of desperation in her eyes as she gently touched her left hand to my right arm and gave me a slight but encouraging nod to keep going.

Without another word, I gently raised her shirt up above her head as she lifted her arms up so I could take it all the way off of her. She brought her hands down onto my shoulders as my grip loosened, and I let her shirt hit the floor. I could tell she was breathing more heavily now. Breaking eye contact with me, she followed her hands down to the bottom of my shirt, stopping to look up at me for any further sign of hesitancy or protest. I moved my right hand gently to her left arm and gave her the same nod she gave me. With that, she pulled my shirt off and let it fall on top of hers. We both glanced down at them on the floor, almost as if realizing that there was no turning back for us now.

She looked back up at me. I'm still stunned by awe at this point, and she ever-so-lightly ran her fingers over my toned chest, both of us breathing much heavier. Without wasting anymore time, I placed my hands on her half-bare waist, and gently guided her into the bathroom, her hazel eyes locked with mine the whole way in. I lightly pushed her against the counter where the sink was, and she let out a small but audible moan. Slightly embarrassed, she quickly moved to close the bathroom door behind us.

All I could do was stare at her as she elegantly glided toward the door with her socks on the hardwood floor. I'd never looked at her with such lustful eyes as I had in that moment. Brooke had light caramel skin, was no taller than 5'2", and her wavy, chestnut hair fell gently against her shoulders as she moved. As the door clicked closed, she turned around and witnessed me eyeing her petite figure up and down. She had on a simple pale pink bralette with denim short shorts. Just from that, I could feel myself getting hard.

"Why don't you turn on the water, big boy?"

She giggled as she said that. As I moved to turn on the shower, I realized that the outline of my growing cock was plainly showing through my workout shorts. A little embarrassed myself now, I flipped on the water and set it to a warm temperature, but before I was able to turn back around, I felt her arms come around my waist to untie my shorts. All I could do was watch her hands fiddle with my loose knot as I felt her slightly covered chest press up against my bare back. My heart was pounding.

With little effort, my shorts fell to the ground. I turned around only to notice that her shorts were already off. She was now only in a matching set of her pale pink bralette and panties. So fucking sexy.

"I'm sorry, I guess I took off my shorts before you had the chance to... maybe you'd want to take off what's left? Then we can call it even."

Her seductively sincere words pierced me like a cold sword through the heart; I didn't know how to react, but thankfully my instincts just took over. Her legs and arms were crossed as she stood, slightly swaying; we had never seen each other so exposed before, so I guess she was a bit embarrassed still. I gently slid my right hand against her cheek and went down to her neck.

I desperately wanted to kiss her, but I thought we both really just wanted to be naked, so I moved down to her bralette with both hands and gently pulled it off. She uncrossed her arms so I could get it over her head. Her firm B-cup breasts fell with a little bounce as they were freed from the bralette, and we both giggled at the sight of that. My hands went to meet them after dropping her bralette to the floor.

Brooke's breasts felt absolutely amazing, so warm and soft, and they were the perfect size for gripping. I gave them a little attention before moving on, running my hands over them, delicately massaging them, softly playing with her already hard nipples. Her eyes were closed and her head slightly swayed as she let out small, yet desperate, moans. Her breathing was audibly heavy, and one of her hands moved instinctively to her womanhood, lightly grazing it over her panties as I played with her chest.

Gradually, I dragged my hands down her body. As I moved toward to her panties, I took a detour, making her lightly gasp as I cupped her tight ass with my hands. Her eyes shot open and she shot her hands to my chest, unable to hold back from touching me anymore.

"How... How do you know my body so... well?"

She blushed as she said it. Her lust-filled eyes and genuinely sincere tone drove me wild. I'd spent so long fantasizing about this moment, and knowing that it wasn't a disappointment to her, at least in the moment, flipped off my safety switch. I could tell she wanted more, so I wasn't going to hold back any longer.

While still gripping her tight ass, I hurriedly slid her panties down over it. As they fell to the ground, she wasted no time in stepping out of them and quickly moving her hands down to my boxers, crouching down as she pulled them to the ground, springing my five inch cock to life. She giggled, her face inches from the head of my still-growing member. She gazed up at me, a smile on her face.

"Wow! Are ya a little excited there?"

My still growing cock answered for me as it twitched with excitement. We both laughed. She turned her face back toward it again, leaned forward, and gently pecked the head before springing back up to her feet.

"Did... did you just kiss my cock?"

I couldn't help but say it with a giant smile on my face. She still had a big smile on hers.

"Mayyyybe."

Her eyes darted from my lips to my eyes, her smile slowly fading. She inched closer to me, wrapping her arms around my neck, pressing her bare chest up against mine, both of us letting out a small moan as she did, and then she held her gaze on my lips, hers mere millimeters away, her head cocked to one side.

She whispered, "Kiss me."

Our eyes locked for a second as she pleaded with her eyes. I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled the rest of her to me. My now six-inch, rock-hard cock slid its way underneath her dripping wet pussy. I felt the breath of her quiet moan on my lips. She subtly grinded against it. With our bodies completely intertwined, our arms firmly around each other, holding each other close, and our legs interwoven, I closed my eyes and ever-so-gently met her lips with mine.

The feeling of ecstasy as our lips met, with our hips grinding against each other and our hands starting to further explore each other, cannot be overstated. We both let out uncontrollable moans, muffled by our ravenous kissing. Her hands cupped my face and gripped the back of my neck while mine were running over the length of her back and exploring her ass.

Her grinding on my now six and a half inch, fully-erect cock became more intense as her warm juices rubbed onto it. After a few seconds, we both felt the warmth of the steam from the shower and giggled, thinking about the series of events that led us to this point. Brooke looked up at me, gave me one more deep kiss, and untangled her body from mine.

At first, I was confused, but she quickly made her intentions known. She moved over to the counter where the new bottle of "Men's 3-in-1" shampoo was sitting and grabbed it. Turning back toward me, she mustered up the best semi-serious/semi-seductive voice she could.

"Weren't you going to show me how this works?"

I laughed and turned toward the shower to adjust the water temperature. I matched my tone to hers.

"You know what? You're right. Bring it on over."

As she began walking over with the bottle, I couldn't help but stare at her petite body. The bouncing of her amazingly firm tits with every step, the spring of her flowing hair, the confidence with which she walked now, all kept my cock fully erect, just by watching her. I was so mesmerized, I almost tripped while climbing into the shower.

The shower was a tub/shower combo, so I got into the side opposite the shower head; I wanted her to be the first one under the water. I offered Brooke my hand, and when she took it, I pulled her in with me. She "stumbled" into me, no doubt making fun of my little trip, and pressed her body against mine. There was that tone once again.

"Oops, sorry about that..."

She said it with a smirk. I took the bottle from her hand, placed it to the side, and guided her under the falling water. I turned to grab a bar of soap sitting on a shelf, but as I turned back around, she took the soap out of my hand and placed it on another shelf. Her tone now back to serious and somewhat desperate.

"I'm sorry, I can't play along anymore."

She grabbed my arm and pulled me under the flowing water with her as she pressed her lips to mine once again. Her arms again wrapping around the back of my neck and mine wrapping around her waist, our hands ravenously exploring each other. Feeling her bare chest on mine again sent my cock into overdrive. I don't think I've ever been harder in my life.

Her hands clawed at my back as I switched off between gripping her waist to pull her as close to me as I could get her and squeezing that amazingly tight ass of hers. My cock somehow made its way up between us; I could feel it against her stomach as we hungrily continued to make out under the warm water of the shower.

We both stopped making out to come up for air for a second, but our hands were still all over each other. She took the opportunity to look down at my cock.

"Holy shit, you're so fucking hard!"

She laughed and grabbed my dick, forcing a shocked moan from me. Seductively giggling, she pushed it down underneath her aching pussy and started grinding on it again, but this time, she cupped my face in her hands and put her forehead to mine as she grinded on me, wanting me to see just how much pleasure I was bringing her. Her moans echoed in my ears as she guided her leaking pussy all over the length of my cock, even teasing the head at the entrance to her. I firmly gripped her hips but continued to let her lead.

At my grip, she stopped and let out the words that almost sent me over the edge. There was no hint of a semi-serious/semi-seductive tone anymore. Hers was now one of only pure lust and desperation. With her lips so close to mine, I felt the heavy breath of each word as she begged.

"Please, please, PLEASE, daddy, I want to feel you inside me. I NEED to feel you inside me, daddy. Oh my God, please just fuck me already, I'm so wet for you, I can't take it anymore..."

She knew how to push my fucking buttons. I cut her off as I pushed her up against the side wall and lifted her up by her waist, positioning the head of my cock at the opening to her begging, dripping wet pussy.

"Neither can I..." I managed to let out before I lower her onto my throbbing cock. Immediately as I felt her tightness start to surround me, she let out the sexiest moans that I have ever heard.

"Ohhhh, daddy, FUCK!"

Each inch of me that slid into her inviting pussy brought out more of her sexy moans and gasps. Her hands scratched my back harder and held on to me tighter; I mirrored her actions with my grip on her waist tightening as I pushed deeper into her. She was holding on to me so closely, desperate to have every inch of me in her. Once I was all the way inside of her, she wrapped her legs around my waist, and threw her arms over me, her perky tits pressing against the top of my chest. She pulled her head back just enough to continue to make out with me, her moans now suppressed by my mouth as she grinded into me. Suddenly, she pulled her mouth away and started squeezing her legs, arms, and chin tightly around my body and over my shoulder.

"Squeeze me daddy, please squeeze me, hold me so close, daddy!"

She was desperate for closeness. She had always liked being held, but this was a completely different level of enjoyment, for both of us. I complied and held her body as close to me as I could while pressing my dick as deeply inside of her as I could. I grunted as I tried thrusting deeper into her, fucking her into the wall.

"Yes, baby girl, I got you. I got you!"

Her voice rose as I felt her pussy tightening even more around my cock.

"Ohh, fuuuck, daddy, I'm literally about to fucking cum, please hold me tighter, daddy! Please, please, pleeeease!"

I pushed the back of her neck, with her head still over my shoulder, further into my shoulder with my left hand and used her ass as a handle to yank her closer to me with my right. Her moaning screams and grunts capped out as I felt her warm pussy shudder and pulsate as she came on my still rock-hard cock.

With the water still falling over us, she remained motionless, continuing to hold on to me while her moaning pants steadied. Her grips began to loosen; she started going limp in my arms, all of her bodyweight falling into me. I tried to keep as still as possible because I could feel her pussy continuing to pulsate around my cock, still all the way inside of her, but I needed to adjust from the shift in balance. Without meaning to, I pushed her up against the wall which forced my cock to budge inside of her a bit, making her moan shakily. Slightly moving her head so that her lips were against my ear, she whispered to me as her pussy still continued to pulsate.

"Oh, daddy... oh my fucking God, daddy.... Please... Please keep fucking me."

She took a moment to pant.

"Pleeease..."

Her voice trailed off as she placed her chin back over my shoulder. My mind was fucking racing. I began lowering her from the wall and pulling out, trying to change our position so she would be more comfortable; she realized what I was doing, moaning in protest, and before I could do very much, she tightly wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling her head back and staring into my eyes as her legs tightened around my waist again. Her worn-out eyes were still hungry.

"I want you right here."

She tightened her legs slightly, pulling me back into her dripping, begging pussy. Her breathing began to get much heavier.

"It's your turn, daddy. Your turn to cum for me."

I shuddered as she said that, letting out a moan and grunt as I slid almost all the way back into her. Moans began escaping her as her pussy reacted by tightening around my cock again. I started out slow, pulling myself almost all the way out, making sure my head was still inside of her warm, tight pussy, before gently sliding all the way back inside of her. Her heavy breathing turned to desperate panting. Her eyes locked with mine.

"Harder... I want you to go harder..."

Her voice trailed off as I began to fuck her harder. Her body responded by tightening itself around me; her hands, arms, legs, pussy, all firmly clenching around me.

"Yes, yes daddy, use me... use me to cum. I want you to use my body to... to make yourself cu--"

I was pounding into her now, relentlessly fucking her into that wall. I start scratching at her back and grunting with every thrust of my cock into her.

"Fuck. YES. Baby girl. I'm so fucking close. I'm so fucking close for you. Where do you want me to cum?"

At that, she started thrusting her hips into me, forcing my cock into her harder and deeper. Moaning and grunting along with me as the warm water continued to spill over us. She could barely get the words out.

"Baby... grunting... Daddy... I really want you... to cum inside of me."

I almost stopped dead in my tracks from hearing that.

"Oh, fuck"

"Yes, daddy, that's... that's all I want. That's...

I pounded hard into her causing her to stumble over her words for a second.

"That's all I've wanted... for so... for so long, daddy."

As she continued to beg me to cum inside of her tight, little pussy, I couldn't hold it in any longer. I pushed her body against the wall so I could see her face as I exploded inside of her, ultimately fulfilling what we both wanted to feel for so long. Shoving my whole fucking body up against her, literally fucking her up the wall, I gave her a final warning and she begged one more time.

"Here it fucking comes, baby girl, holy fuck, here it fucking comes..."

Staring into my eyes, she pleaded. "Coma (my real name), please. Please. I want to feel you explode inside of me. Please. I need it, Coma.

My mouth was gaping open at this point; there's so much I wanted to say and acknowledge, but as I searched for the words, only deep moans escaped me as I began to cum inside of her tight, pulsating pussy. With my pace slowing and the first oozes of my cum erupting inside of her, Brooke placed her hands around my neck and pressed her arms closer to each other, squishing her boobs together, giving me one last little show to cum to.

"Yes daddyyyy, cum in... meee!"

She was practically screaming with pleasure as I slowly, yet furiously, pumped out every last shot of my load into her.

After dumping everything I had into her pleading pussy, we both slowly fell to the floor of the tub, our breathing labored and our bodies shaking. Lying on our sides and gazing into each other's eyes, we held each other closely as the warm water continued to rain over us.