The week before I left home for college, I gave into the temptation. I had broken up with my high school sweetheart at the beginning of the summer, and had not had sex since then. Some days, I would get horny and masturbate. This story starts off as one of those days.
That day, I woke up, went into the kitchen to eat a bagel, then hopped in the shower. I was tall for a girl, and pretty thin. Not skinny, as I did have an athletic build, but I had a small frame. As the warm water ran down my body, I got a warm sensation in my clit. I began to rub myself a little bit.
I always kept myself bald down there, since I found hair gross. Eventually, I hiked one leg on the soap tray and began to massage my clit with the stream of water coming out of the removable showerhead. The hand that wasnt holding it, I used to squeeze and fondle my lightly freckled C-cup boobs.