In the Showers

In the days before Easter weekend of my junior year at college, the RA on my dorm floor did an informal survey and discovered that almost everyone on the floor was going to be heading home for the weekend. I was informed because I was among the very small number who were going to to be staying around. The previous week had been spring break, and I had gone back home for that, but I didn't feel like driving 5 hours just for a couple of days back home, and honestly I kind of liked the idea of having the floor (mostly) to myself. My girlfriend, Hannah, decided to spend the weekend with me in my dorm room, and our plan was to basically just watch a lot of movies with some bouts of sex in between. It was fairly late on the first night when I noticed a rather sly and mischievous gleam in Hannah's eyes. "What?" I asked her. "I want to do something with you," she replied. I smiled. "Okay, like what?" She leaned in close to me. "I think we should go have sex in the showers. It's late, there's nobody around..." she trailed off before bringing her hand up to brush against my cheek. "It'll be fun," she said, then she leaned in and kissed me. Needless to say, I didn't really need to be convinced. I was quickly up on my feet and in seconds I had grabbed a pair of towels and slung them over my shoulder. We left my dorm room and quietly made our way to the boys bathroom. Both bathrooms on the floor were locked at all times, so I inserted my key and inside we went. We moved immediately to the left and down the narrow side hallway that contained the bathroom's five shower stalls. Hannah took my hand and led me down to the last stall. When we reached it, she drew open the curtain, turned on the spray, and then spun around to face me. She made a bit of a show of stepping out of her flip-flops and pushing her jeans down her legs. Seeing her legs revealed to me flipped a switch in my brain, and I was immediately joining her in undressing. My cock was rock hard by the time we were both naked, and my eyes were drawn to her neatly trimmed thatch of hair between her legs. I watched as she backed into the shower stall and the warm water began to cascade down her body. I followed her into the spray and closed the curtain behind me. We kissed, our tongues dancing around each other. Hannah reached down and began to roughly stroke my shaft. "Are you in a hurry?" I asked, breaking away from our kiss. "I just don't feel like wasting time," she replied before dropping to her knees in front of me and continuing to jerk my cock. "Fine with me!" I cheerfully replied as I leaned back against the tile of the stall's wall, savoring the incredible handjob Hannah was treating me to. She applied firm pressure, but alternated between fast, desperate jerks and slower, teasing strokes. I looked down at her and felt incredibly lucky to have this amazing girl in my life. Her eyes met mine and we simply stared at each other for a moment, before Hannah broke eye contact and swiped the head of my cock with her tongue. It sent a shiver through me. "Okay, two can play this game," I thought to myself. I bent forward and down so I could touch her pussy from behind, between her spread legs. I heard her gasp as my fingers made contact with her clit. I slowly and gently moved my fingers up and down her wet slit before returning them to her little nub. She moaned, softly. "Like that?" I asked. Though I couldn't really see her face from my bent over position, I could tell she was grinning. "Oh, yeah," she said and then started to really work my dick hard, changing up hands every so often. I redoubled my efforts on her pussy, moving over her sex in just the way I knew she liked, occasionally dipping a finger between her lips to draw out some of her juices. Both of us gradually increased the intensity of our movements, until I felt her stroking of my cock begin to slow slightly. I knew what that meant. "Keep going, please," Hannah said, breathlessly. "I'm so close to cumming." I rubbed her clit in tight, fast circles for a few more seconds, and then I heard her breath catch in her throat as her hands left my cock. She gasped as her orgasm washed over her. "Yessssssss," was the only word that escaped her lips as I continued to coax her orgasm out of her, keeping my fingers moving at a fast pace over her pussy. She finally had to close her legs and push my hand away. I felt the palm of her hand rubbing in circles on my thigh, then heard her sigh contentedly. "That was unreal. So good!" she said, then giggled. I straightened up and pulled back to look at her. She kissed the head of my cock, then returned to furiously stroking it. "Your turn to cum, now," she said as she looked up at me. I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes as I felt the pleasurable pressure building up inside my cock as she jacked me off hard and fast. The tension increased more and more, and I could feel my climax about to crash into me. "Yes, keep stroking just like that. I'm gonna cum," I said. Within a couple of seconds, the tension in my cock exploded and I was cumming, with deep, hard pulses of pleasure that made me groan as I felt my semen spurt out of my shaft. Hannah's strokes slowed, but she knew exactly how to milk me and prolong my orgasm. I started to come down from my euphoric high and catch my breath. "You came so much!" Hannah said. It was then that I opened my eyes and looked down at her. My jaw dropped open. I had unloaded my cum all over her face, something I would never have done without asking her (I hadn't ever done it before, and had no idea whether or not it was something she'd even be into). I couldn't deny that I thought it was unbelievably sexy to see my load on her face, but I also felt embarrassed. "Wow, I'm sorry, Hannah. I wasn't trying to do that. Why didn't you aim it away from you?" She smiled and said, "Because I didn't want to." Then she licked her lips, catching some of my load on her tongue before swallowing, rising to her feet, and stepping back into the spray to wash away the rest of my cum. "I just felt like giving it a try once," she said. "You're ridiculous," I said. "I know." I reached to turn off the water but she stopped me. "What are you doing?" she asked. "What?" "We're not done," she said. "We're not?" I asked, curious. "No! I said I wanted to have sex in the showers, not just masturbate each other in the showers!" She took a step forward and wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug under the warm shower spray. "How soon can you go again?" she asked with her head propped on my shoulder. I responded, "I'll see what I can do."