Five Years of Film School Stories: Actress Watches Me in the Shower, Then Joins. [MFF]

I’m back! Sorry for the delay, but life happens. Life, and more stories for the future.

So, the last story I shared was the one where Rachel, the girl I was casually seeing, jerked me off at a party for two very sexy girls at a house party. I discovered that she got very turned on by showing me off, a fact proven by our intense sex later that night.

As a reminder, I’m white, 6′ 3″, dark hair, athletic build (I’ve been told I have a “swimmer’s body”), and have an above-average cock. I’m not the most handsome guy in the universe, but people seem to find me attractive enough, so that works for me.

Today’s story involves Rachel and Robin once again (To read the first story, https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6vukj7/five_years_of_film_school_stories_fucking_the/) Rachel was dark skinned, tall, long smooth legs, sexy smile, a high, plump ass, and small, firm tits. Robin was her roommate, about 5’6″, big tits for her slender frame, dark brown hair. The ensuing experience would solidify a memory that still gets me off today and will continue to do so for perhaps the rest of my life.

About two weeks before the end of the first semester, I was working on the set of an upper-classman’s short film (a requirement). The short was shot over four days and while I was just doing grip work, Robin was actually in the film. Rachel was busy working on another and our schedules weren’t really matching up at the time so we hadn’t seen each other in a while. Robin, however, had decided to flirt with me non-stop. The four days were filled with long looks, light brushing touches, and innuendos that left little to the imagination. Subltety was not Robin’s strong suit, a fact that made acting an interesting choice of career for her, but it was Hollywood, not Broadway, and Robin had the looks, and my god did she have the body.

The short itself had Robin cast as a street-urchin type wearing scraps of clothes that showed off her tight stomach and a bust that was large for her frame. My eyes kept tracing over the lines of her body as I flashed back to her working herself to a hard orgasm on Rachel’s couch, tits bouncing, eventually splattered in my cum. This repeated ad nauseum over those four days, four long, exhausting days, until I was hornier than I had been in a long time.

When the shoot finally ended on a Sunday, I decided to ditch school the Monday after, catch up on some sleep, and maybe give Rachel a call to see if she was free. I was in need of physical relief. To my excitement, she had decided to do the same and invited me to come over and spend the day relaxing at her place. I daydreamt about a day intermittently filled with binge-watching netflix, ordering take out, orgasms, and naps.

Monday morning rolled around and at about 10am, I sent a text Rachel’s way letting her know I was on my way over. She texted me back that she was out getting some snacks and drinks and that she left a key under the mat so I could get in. As I was driving over, I got another buzz and checked my phone to find another text from Rachel that said I should hop in the shower and “really scrub up” because she wanted to get me dirty herself. The thought got me semi-hard and I sped up by at least 10mph.

I finally got to Rachel’s, stripped down, and hopped in the shower. As I washed up, I imagined her getting home while I was still in the shower, walking in the room, and us fucking each other senseless in the steam-filled room. My hand found its way to my cock and started slowly stroking it. Not in an attempt to cum, just for the sensation. The excitement. Maybe Rachel would catch me jerking off, stop to watch, and I would catch a glimpse of her rubbing her pussy to the sight of me. The thought was enough to get me fully hard, almost painfully so.

“Whoa, hey there,” came a voice from the door. I smiled, rinsed my hair under the shower stream, and wiped it out of my face.

Robin, in a white t-shirt and orange running shorts, stood in the doorway. My first instinct was to cover up, even though I had not only seen this girl naked before (and she had seen me), but my cum had been on her body. But, Robin noticed the hesitation anyway.

“Oh, come on. Don’t get shy on me. It’d ruin the fun,” she said. A smile crossed her face and a hand absently brushed one of her breasts. The nipple hardened beneath the t-shirt and I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. How did they stay up like that? “I was gonna take a shower, but I guess it’s occupied.”

“Sorry,” I said, my hand frozen on my cock.

“You hangin’ out today? Rachel texted me about hanging out, thought it was us two but I don’t mind. She did tell me I needed to shower though.” She smiled, eyes taking me in.

I didn’t know what to say and the pause lingered until:

“Why’d you stop?”

She had been watching me. I wasn’t sure for how long, but I didn’t really care. It wasn’t Rachel standing there, but it was what I had been fantasizing about. Still, though Rachel and I were nothing official and definitely not exclusive, I still felt bad being outright sexual with her roommate. There’s an unspoken code about that, right?

At that moment, the power of sexual hunger took over, and I slowly started stroking my cock for Robin again.

She moaned and closed her eyes. The hand returned and started rubbing at her hard nipple. When she opened her eyes, she was looking right at my hard cock, mouth open just slightly, breathing hard.

“I came earlier today thinking about that night,” she said, her other hand finding it’s way into her shorts. “What about you?”

I had jerked off to that night at least thirty times since then, but I wanted to sound less lame. “Once or twice,” I said.

“Fuck, it was hot,” she said.

Without warning, she pulled the t-shirt up over her head and dropped the jogging shorts to the ground. Robin’s tits dropped from her shirt and bounced together then back into place, large and shockingly firm. Perfectly shaped with small, pink nipples. She was shaved, not entirely clean, just a small tuft just above left. Her hips, though a bit narrow, had a nice curve that ran from her waist to her thin legs.

She walked to the shower, opened the glass door and stepped into the shower with me. Grabbing my hand, I expected her to remove it and start stroking it herself. Instead, she put her hand over mine and stroked my cock with me. While it had never happened before, and was a bit odd at first, it was still really hot. It was like she was showing me how she wanted me to stroke my own cock, like she new better. Which, judging by how good it felt, she did. She bit her lip and watched both of our hands on my cock intently, the water flowing down her shoulder-length hair and over her big tits. Why do girls look so good wet?

Wordlessly, she turned towards the back of the shower and leaned over, presenting her ass to me. Her ass was small, but firm. I grabbed her ass, digging my fingers into it. Robin moaned and I decided to give it a nice smack. Her ass jiggled just a hint and she sighed, “Oh, fuck.”

In my head, I had been debating whether to fuck her, or just keep it external. Whether or not Rachel would be mad at me for doing so, turned on, or indifferent. But, as it so often is, my mind wasn’t thinking exactly straight. So, I spit in my hand, rubbed it on my cock, and shoved it inside Robin from behind.

“Oh my god,” she yelled and braced herself against the wall. I grabbed her hips and thrust in and out of her, keeping my rhythm strong but on the slow side. I didn’t want to just go full force at first for no reason. I wanted to feel her.

Robin started bouncing her ass back against me in time and after a few moments, I decided to push it deep. I grabbed her hips hard and pushed into her as far as I could go, and brushed against her cervix. I hadn’t ever done this before and wasn’t sure what was happening before Robin said through gasps, “You’re bigger than I thought. Not too deep.” Because I’m a typical guy, a girl calling me big, and not being able to go all the way was a significant turn on and I felt my cock get harder than I thought it could.

“Fuck, you’re hard,” Robin said. She reached behind her with one hand, placing it on my side. I could see her big tits pressing against the wall with each thrust, and I’m a sucker for big tits.

“God, you feel good,” I told her, then smacked her ass hard, a faint red mark spreading across it.

“Oh shit,” I heard, but not from Robin.

Through the steam covered glass, I could see an outline by the door. Reaching out, I pushed open the glass shower door to see Rachel standing in the doorway completely naked, one hand braced against the wall and the other furiously rubbing her clit.

It suddenly dawned on my that Rachel had set this whole thing up. She had seperately invited both Robin and I to hang out that day and specifically requested that we both shower. Probably sending the texts at the same time. Whether she had expected Robin to walk in on me or the other way around, I wasn’t sure, but she had wanted this exact scenario to unfold. And I was happy to oblige.

I picked up my thrusting and smacked Robin’s ass again, harder still.

“Yes. Fuck yes,” Robin said through gritted teeth. “Do it again,” she said. I smacked the other side of her ass, hard enough to leave a mark, my cock working in and out of her, but still holding back.

“Harder, fuck me harder.”

I wasn’t sure at the moment how, exactly, without hitting her cervix.

“How-?” I started.

“Just do it,” was all she said as she looked back at me.

I shoved my painfully-hard cock in her as deep as I could, feeling that edge, but I didn’t care. I just did it over and over again. She was so wet that I nearly slid out several times, but kept fucking her hard, my fingers digging into the skin around her hips. I looked over at Rachel who was beginning to slide down the wall a bit.

“I want you to cum on her face,” she said.

I was close as it was, but having this request barked at me from a near-orgasmic girl watching me fuck was more than I could handle. I pulled out of Robin and she spun around, down to her knees, opening her mouth. Her eyes locked with mine and I stroked my cock one last time before the sensation took over me.

My hips bucked and my knees nearly buckled. Cum shot from the end of my cock and into her mouth. When she closed it to swallow, I covered her cheeks and lips. To my right, I heard Rachel moaning through a hard orgasm. I watched her shudder and sink to the ground, letting her hand come to rest on her pussy.

Robin showered off and cleaned up after and we hung out that day. Robin constentaly reminded both Rachel and I about how we owed her an orgasm. And we were about to give her one for sure.

*edited for link

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