I left the basketball court, jaw clenched and fighting back the tears. We had just lost the state final, 86 to 82. The cheering of the opposing team was like a knife in my back and I couldn't think of anything other then those two three pointers I had missed. The locker room was deathly quiet, few of us could look the other in the eye. I sat in a corner by myself, still dripping sweat, eyes closed, the only sound that of the showers. One by one the other girls left and eventually the sound of running water stopped all together. "It's not your fault."
I jolted straight. Wendy had startled me.
"Sorry," she said.
"It's okay, I thought I was alone."
"Come on," Wendy said, reaching out to me. "You need to get cleaned up." I forced a weak smile, took her hand and she pulled me to my feet. She lead me to the shower stall, released my hand and pulled her jersey off. Wendy striped down and started the water running.
"What are you waiting for?" she asked.
I shrugged and followed suit. It felt so good having the hot water cascading over my body. Wendy grabbed a bar of soap and gently applied it to my back. "Oh, you're all stuff and tense," she said.
"What do you expect Wendy? We just lost the biggest game of the year."
"I know, but it was just a game. Life goes on... come on let me help you relax." I nodded and let her wash my back. Her touch did feel good and the warm water was renewing my strength. I closed my eyes as she moved the bar of soap back and forth across my back. Her strokes where slow and deliberately and each one drew a little further around my body until she was washing under my breasts. I moaned lightly as she worked her free hand across my left breast, lifting it so she could move the bar of soap under my fleshy bust unimpeded. I leaned back and let her take some of my weight. My blond hair tumbled across her shoulder and my cheek brushed up against hers. I felt her breath on my neck, it was a warm as the water and I felt my nipples grow hard.
Wendy must have known I was getting into this and she became more bold. She let the bar of soap slip from her fingers and she cup my breast. Then with her thumb and index finger she began to tweak my hard nipples. I was becoming as wet as the water that poured over me. I started to rub my bum against Wendy's pelvis. She was hairless down there, preferring the clean shaved look. I had always loved the look of her crotch and on more then one occasion she had caught me staring at her pussy. As my thoughts turned to that lovely triangle of hers she moved her right hand down my stomach and into my pubic hair. I groaned again as her fingers become entangled in the hair just above my clitoris. Wendy seemed to hold off going any further. She playfully pulled on my pubic hairs with one hand, while pinching and pulling lightly on my nipples with the other. I turned to her. "Are you just a tease?"
"No," she said, and her soft lips melted into mine. Her mouth opened and our tongues danced. Wendy slide her fingers into my pinks folds, skirting my clit. She reached down until her middle finger was positioned over my entrance then she pushed her finger into my wet cunt. I moaned into her mouth. Wendy worked her finger in me with the same passion as our kisses. Then she moved her talented fingers to my clit and I started to become weak in the knees. She made small circles around my clitoris with her index and middle fingers, then she would plunge both of them deep into my hole. She knew from my moans that I was close and abruptly she stopped stroking me. She turned me so that we faced each other. The shower head positioned so that the stream was washing over my back. Then she dropped to her knees infront of me. Wendy moved her mouth to my mound, her delicate fingers spreading my folds. She licked up my valley, taking her time to get to my clit, then slide her tongue down to the entrance of my cunt and licked deep inside of me. She repeated this several times until I could stand it no more and I grabbed her head and forced her to lick my swollen clit only. I felt her slip a finger into me as I started to reach orgasm. A wave of pleasure washed over me and I lost touch with the physical world. My cunt was the center of the universe. I looked down at Wendy, her sweet face looking up at me, her tongue still teasing my clit. Her dark hair plastered to her head, her blue eyes, pools of love.
"Ohhhh, Wendy... Wendy..." I moaned.
I pulled her up to me and we kissed long and hard.
"Now it's your turn," I said. I pulled her from the shower and we kissed as we towel dried each other, then I sat her on the bench. I kissed Wendy's nipples as my hands massaged them. Then I moved a hand to her bold pussy. Ohhhh her flesh felt so smooth and so hot. I slide my fingers into her fleshy valley, working my thumb on her swollen clit. Wendy spread her legs wide, inviting me to explore the deepest parts of her. I kissed my way down her stomach, then ran my tongue into her sweet, pink lips. I circled her clit with my tongue, then licked down to her gapping hole. I pushed my tongue into her and tasted her sweet juices. Wendy moaned and rocked her hips slowly, rubbing her sweet cunt on my face. I continued to rub her clit with my thumb as I licked her. I felt her orgasm coming as I licked the inner walls of her cunt. Her juices washed over my tongue like the water of the shower had washed over our bodies. I kissed and licked her inner thighs and her flesh pink lips. I was reluctant to leave this heavenly spot. I looked up at Wendy, her eyes where still closed, her breasts heaving. I was then that I realized that any pleasure I would have gotten from winning that basketball game could never have compared to the pleasure I had found with Wendy. I sat beside her and kissed her deeply. Coming in second hadn't been the tragedy I had at first thought it was... thanks to Wendy. 