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Andromeda: First Time For Everything... (FF)
by Starbug

It was 6 A.M. when Beka hit the showers. She had an 8 o'clock shift. God, why
did she sign up for this mission? Oh well, she needed an easy life. How else
was she going to maintain her busy schedule?

As the hot water beat softly against her supple skin, the fog started to
clear from her head and she remembered that she wasn't in her private shower
back on the Maru: Harper hadn't got all the systems working after the last
battle, and the crew showers were all open to each other. "Why didn't the
High Guard provide a little privacy around here?"

Oh well, Beka secretly enjoyed the lack of privacy. Sometimes she found
herself wondering, with a certain sense of excitement, just who would be
joining her in the shower each morning. She would cast her eyes shyly to the
floor and become very quiet as she struggled to find an excuse to look at
her bathing partner. Just how long do normal women look at each other in the
buff? Would anyone suspect anything if her eyes stopped momentarily to
appreciate certain portions of female anatomy?

Beka often worried herself. After all, she only dated men. She had never been
to bed with another woman. She thought of herself as quite heterosexual. And
yet? Oh God, what was she going to do with these feelings?

Beka troubling thoughts were interrupted by the sound of another shower being
turned on. Startled, she glanced across the tiled floor to the shower stall
opposite her. It was Rommie. The Avatar wasn't as little as most would have
thought. She was only about 5 feet 6 inches tall but she had round firm
breasts the size of cantaloupes.

Beka and Rommie said good morning to each other politely and then looked
away. Beka reached for her soap and worked up lather. Her hands went to her
own breasts which were quite large also. She felt aroused, her nipples were
erect. She started to feel embarrassed. She pulled her hands away from these
sensitive organs and began to wash her back and arms.

She dared to sneak another quick look at Rommie: she was bent over reaching
for her bottle of shampoo on the shower floor. Her back was turned towards
Beka and the view left nothing to the imagination: Rommie was wide open.
Beka's soapy hands darted back and forth over her own swollen genitals.

Beka's embarrassment was beginning to turn to guilt. She wondered what
Rommie would think of her if she knew how sexually aroused the sight of her
nakedness had made her. Oh, how she longed to touch her just once, to press
her lips against hers -- hard! To wrap her hands around Rommie's gorgeous
tits and suck each nipple into her mouth. Would Rommie become wet? Would she
want more? Or would she tell everyone that Beka was a freak and that they
should keep their doors locked? Beka became very frightened by such thoughts.
For a moment she would lose her sexual desire and retreat into a secret
corner of her mind.

Rommie abruptly ended such an escape with "Do you have any conditioner?" She
was all cheery and wide-eyed, standing directly in front of Beka. Her breasts
heaved with a little girlish sigh.

Beka stumbled for words as she handed Rommie the bottle of conditioner.
"Sure - uh - here you are- uh -." Rommie said thanks in the same cheery
fashion, gently tweaked Beka's left nipple, turned and went back to her
own shower stall. Beka was totally stunned. Why had Rommie touched her
nipple? What did she mean by it? Was she just joking around or does
Rommie entertain some of the same sexual fantasies?

Now Beka was determined to find out if Rommie was as sexually aroused as she
was. To hell with what others might find out or think of her. She wanted
Rommie in the worst way and if there was any chance...

Well, the risk is worth it.

Beka walked deliberately towards Rommie. As she approached, Rommie turned
and smiled. "Need your conditioner back," she said? Beka hesitantly took the
bottle from Rommie's hand and as she did her eyes fell upon her breasts. They
were so round and firm and they stood there at attention as if asking to be
admired.

Beka's free hand reached for Rommie's right breast. She gently cupped it and
began tracing circles around it with her fingers. Rommie stiffened a little
at first but offered no resistance to Beka's advance. As she continued to
massage Rommie's breast with her left hand, Beka dropped the bottle of
conditioner. She brought her right hand to Rommie's breast and now squeezed
and fondled these breasts she had admired for so long with both hands. The
touch of Rommie's skin was ten times more delicious than she had imagined it
would be. Beka was becoming very aroused and she could feel her clitoris
beginning to throb with anticipation. Her juices were beginning to flow in
abundance and she could feel them trickling down the inside of her left
thigh.

Beka let out a deep but barely audible moan as she gloried in the excitement
of the moment. "How is little Rommie's doing," she thought as she reached
with her right hand to caress the little dark patch of hair that covered it.

Gently she pulled at the curls and then slowly slid her middle finger into
Rommie's wet slit. She traced the inner and outer lips with her exploring
finger; they were slippery with Rommie's excitement. Beka found her clitoris
and began to massage it gently. The excitement Beka felt was overwhelming.

Rommie struggled to quiet her screams of delight by burying her face in the
crook of Beka's neck and shoulder. Beka continued to finger Rommie's now
swollen clit.

Periodically Beka would bring lubrication from Rommie's slit to her clit by
inserting her finger a few inches. Rommie's knees were beginning to get weak
and she was holding on to Beka very tightly so she wouldn't fall. The water
from the shower was drenching both of them and it was making things very
slippery. Beka decided she had better lie Rommie down before they fell.

As Beka help Rommie to the floor she came face to face with her beautiful
snatch. She ventured a taste, allowing her tongue to flick lightly over the
moist lips. Beka marvelled at Rommie's sweet taste. She went wild. She began
to suck and lick and mouth every part of Rommie's womanhood. Her tongue
finally came to rest on Rommie's throbbing clit. As Beka slowly and
methodically licked her love button, Beka was writhing on the floor of the
shower in a state of shear ecstasy.

Beka reached up to grasp both of Rommie's nipples while she continued to
feast on her now very juicy pussy and as she gently pinched them between her
thumb and forefinger, Rommie came; her supple body convulsed with waves of
pleasure and she let out a quiet scream. Then her body went completely limp
and she moaned softly. Beka felt very pleased with herself as she looked at
the gentle contented smile on Rommie's face.

Beka glanced at the wall clock as she helped Rommie to her feet. It was
now 6:45 A.M. "Lucky Trance hadn't walked in and discovered our morning
interlude." Beka thought.

They began to gather their things to get out of there before someone did walk
in on them. As they started to leave the room, Rommie grabbed Beka's arm
gently and said, "Why don't you come down to my room for a few minutes?" Beka
obliged.

As they entered the room Rommie closed the door and locked it. "You won't
mind being a little late for duty this morning will you?" She asked coyly
Beka smiled, "No, I won't mind at all," she replied.

Rommie undid the knot in Beka's towel and it fell to the floor. She knelt
down and spread Beka's neither lips, exposing her clit. Beka's eyes closed
with a flutter and she braced herself against the door behind her. Her slit
was already wet but as Rommie began to lick gently on her swollen clit the
love juices began to flow like a river down the inside of both thighs. The
walls of her sex were contracting so hard that her stomach was heaving in
and out in an obvious fashion.

Rommie's tongue was flicking and caressing Beka's clit and she could feel a
finger thrusting deep into her. Beka felt as if she were going to explode.
And she did, all over Rommie. Her juices gushed out as her entire body
shuddered in ecstasy. Rommie didn't mind the unexpected shower; she just
patted herself dry with Beka's towel and let out a little giggle.

Beka slowly slumped to her knees, and decided that this new gig wasn't so
bad after all...

The End

    

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