It was early in the morning, and she decided to shower before leaving for college. She got in and turned on the water. While it was running, she stripped off her clothes and took care of her hair. Then she began to rub the soap into her body, enjoying every minute that it felt so good. It didn’t take long for her nipples to stiffen up, and soon they were standing erect and hard as steel. Her pussy was also getting wet from the shower’s warm water, but not wet enough yet. As the hot water continued to run down her skin, her legs opened wider and spread apart a bit, giving the showerhead full access to her sex. She rubbed the soap between her fingers over her clitoris, and it quickly became engorged with blood and swollen to an even greater size than usual. After a few more minutes of rubbing her clit with the soapy pad, she needed something else to stimulate herself. She reached for the faucet lever with one hand still holding the shower head. The water suddenly grew hotter, and she felt the stream begin to spray directly onto her sex. She had it there for several seconds until her labia were fully exposed, then let go and let the stream continue pouring all over her vagina.
She decided to get out now before her arousal went too far. But when she stepped out of the shower to dry herself off, she noticed that her nipples had become rock-hard again. And even though she knew she shouldn’t waste more time in the shower, she couldn’t stop staring at them. They looked much bigger this time, almost like eraser tips on pencils. But what caught her eyes was that her pubic hair was beginning to appear. Just a little bit at first, but the longer she watched, the more it seemed to grow. At first, it appeared to be only a thin layer of fuzz on top of her mound, but after just a few moments, she could tell it was more like a thick bush. She stood there mesmerized by the sight of her growing hair. Even though she knew it wasn’t real, she thought that maybe it was somehow connected to her sexuality. Maybe the sexier she looked, the thicker her pubes would grow.
When she finally finished drying herself off, she put her robe back on and went to her bedroom. She lay on her bed and pulled the covers over her naked body. Her nipples were still so hard, and her sex was so full of desire that it hurt. So, she felt a great desire to play with herself. She slid two fingers deep inside her wet hole and wondered if she should have shaved her pubes. She remembered how much better she felt when she did it the last time. She remembered how it made her feel like such a slut. All the thoughts in her head only increased her arousal, causing her to thrust her fingers harder into her cunt.
After a while, she decided to try something else. She removed her robe, climbed under the sheets, and then pulled the covers down to her hips. Once again, her nipples were so hard that they hurt. She traced a circle around each of them with her index finger, and it felt so good that she decided to make the circles larger and more prominent. Soon, she traced an entire circle around each nipple with her fingertip and then around the outside of them. When she reached the very tip of each, she rubbed hard, sliding her finger across the sensitive skin, making each nipple harder than ever.
She ran her fingertips along her entire breasts, feeling their firmness and hardness. She wondered how much bigger they could get. As she played with her tits, she slipped her other hand down her torso and rubbed her clit. It was covered with its thin layer of hair, and she wondered if it would always be that way. If so, she wanted to keep it that way. She rubbed it harder, using just the lightest touch of her finger against her most sensitive spot. After a while, she felt a small orgasm build inside her. This wasn’t unusual; she frequently came without having to do anything special. She continued touching her clit, and within a few minutes, she was cumming.
When her orgasm subsided, she continued fingering herself, bringing herself closer to another one. Just when she was about to come again, she heard the sound of someone coming through her front door. It was probably her mother. She quickly stopped masturbating and jumped out from underneath the sheets. She grabbed her robe and hurriedly threw it on, covering herself entirely except for her face.
“Hi, Mom!” she said when she saw her mother walk in.
Her mom said nothing and walked past her and into her room. As she passed, her mom looked at her momentarily, then sat down on her bed next to her.
“You can’t fool me,” she said. “I know you’ve been playing with yourself…”
“What makes you think that?” she asked.
“I know my daughter. And I’m not saying it’s bad, but it’s strange. How old were you when you lost your virginity?”
“I don’t remember exactly. Maybe sixteen or seventeen. Why does it matter? What difference does it make anyway?”
“It matters because I want to know everything about my daughter. That means knowing her body, likes, dislikes, and what turns her on. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mom.”
“Good. Now get dressed and finish getting ready for college.”
As soon as her mother left, she returned to the bed and resumed masturbating. She rubbed her fingers across her clitoris faster and faster until she finally came again. When she was done, she cleaned up the mess she had made on the sheets. She removed her robe and put it in the hamper, then grabbed a towel to clean up the rest of the bathroom. She threw the towel in the laundry basket and then went to get dressed.
She picked out a pair of short shorts and a tight T-shirt. They barely covered her ass, and her large, round breasts spilled out over the top of the shirt. She knew that her nipples were poking straight out, and she didn’t bother to cover them up. She was sure they would be evident to anyone looking at her.
When finally ready to leave, she headed downstairs and asked her mother for permission. Her mother nodded and told her to be home by 5 PM.
While walking out the door, she glanced back at her mom, wondering if she had noticed her nipples. It was hard to tell since her shirt was so loose. But if she hadn’t seen them, she wouldn’t be able to miss them now.