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Subject: {ASSM} Shower Club, Chapter 6:  Some Secrets Revealed (ff f f f mast voy oral femdom)
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Shower Club

by
omnivore

Disclaimer:

Of course we need to start off with the usual **LEGAL** stuff about this
being adult material. Leave now if you are too young to read sexually
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Sorry it took so long between Chapter 4 and tonight's posting.  Chapter 5
ended up being outlandishly long, which is why I'm only posting two new
chapters this evening.  I also posted the Intro and first four chapters, for
those that missed them before.  I hope you enjoy it.  If you do, feel free
to let me know here on the newsgroup, or at omnivore@mad.scientist.com.  I'm
even open to helpful suggestions about revisions or editing, since I've
never attempted anything anywhere near this long, but I probably won't
"publish" any revised sections until the whole thing has come out, when I
can do it all at once.  No promises how long this will take me, either, this
is definitely a spare time effort.

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Shower Club, Chapter 6

Some Secrets Revealed (ff f f f mast voy oral femdom)

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Tyler admitted to me later that it had been a set up.  She wanted to see how
I would react, when put into a situation where someone was "ripe for the
plucking."  She said she wanted to find out if I could be a partner rather
than just another follower, although she didn't put it into exactly those
terms at the time.  She told me that when she saw Kate's glowing red ass she
knew that I had passed.

It turned out that I wasn't the first person that Tyler Renfro had
"accidentally" discovered masturbating in the shower.  She had a refined,
accomplished technique developed for it, actually, and had caught more than
a dozen girls in the act since the start of the school year.  She told me
that most of them were just shocked and embarrassed and tried to cover it
up, pretending that they hadn't been doing anything, hurrying out of the
bathroom without even looking into Tyler's shower stall on their way past.
With more than a few, Tyler had been able to tell immediately that they'd be
nothing but trouble, and hadn't even bothered to put on the return show.

But there were also more than a few that had been interested.

Tyler told me that before she'd added me to her list of conquests, she had
already acquired five other "bathroom friends," and that three of them had
been regulars.  Obviously Kate had been one of them.  According to Tyler,
all three of the other girls had been "more repressed" than I was, and as a
result the sessions between them had never gone any further than a little
incidental contact (feet, shoulders) while wanking in the same stall.

The last time Tyler had been with Kate, she told me later, Kate had gone on
and on about having seen me, and the handprint, and kept trying to get Tyler
to speculate with her about what it all meant.  She had thrown so many hints
about what she was hoping Tyler would do, that Tyler thought it would be
more fun to hold back and let her suffer a little bit longer.

She sent me down there knowing that Kate was ready and waiting for someone
to boss her around, and figured that by forcing me to ask about what Kate
had seen, I would be able to read the signals and take control.  After my
success with Kate, Tyler decided that we needed to pick things up a notch
with her other "friends," and we plotted about how best to do it.

The first girl was someone I didn't really know at all, a sophomore girl
named Rachel who lived in another dorm.  Rachel was blonde, good-looking and
athletic, and had been on the swim team her freshman year until the endless
practices and ridiculously early mornings had convinced her to quit. Her
body was amazing, I later discovered, but her most incredible feature was a
pair of luminous, vividly green eyes.  I had seen her hanging around with
football players, lacrosse players and other jock guys at meals, but had
never even had a conversation with her.  Tyler had caught her near the
beginning of the Fall semester, but they had only wanked together about five
or six times since, and Rachel had seemed the most leery about even casual
contact of all Tyler's "friends."

The second girl was someone that really surprised me.  Kendra was the
Resident Advisor for the students in the entryway two down from mine, a
senior engineering major and an exotically beautiful black woman with high
cheekbones, vaguely "Chinese" eyes, long hair in thin dreadlocks and
incredibly smooth, extremely dark brown skin.  She always dressed relatively
conservatively, was an officer in one of the black sororities on campus, and
had loudly announced to the entire dining hall that she was engaged just two
weeks before.  It also turned out that she had been a "friend" of Tyler's on
a weekly basis since November, sometimes twice a a week, and had let Tyler
feel and finger her to orgasm on several occasions.  She'd never seemed
willing to go further, however.

We decided that we'd use the same basic strategy on each girl.  Tyler would
schedule a session, and using her usual stalking technique (which turned out
to be nothing more than waiting for a really long time in a stall with your
feet up), I would lie in wait for the two of them to be right in the middle
of things.  I'd walk in and surprise them, and rely on the fact that both of
these girls were basically straight, and wouldn't want their secrets known,
to take control.

I couldn't get the thought of seducing Kendra out of my head, and convinced
Tyler that we should start with her.  She promised she would get the ball
rolling, and let me know when to go into action.

While I waited, I put Kate through some of the "training" that Tyler had put
me through, getting her to wank in nearly public places, stripping outdoors
at night, and even adding some new twists, like forcing her to stay naked in
her room for hours at a time, and only cover herself if someone came to the
door.  While I seemed to be equally comfortable taking orders from Tyler and
dishing them out to Kate, Kate was a total submissive, and after she'd been
"taken" she never even balked at anything Tyler or I suggested.  I usually
had her lick me at least once a day, and we'd nearly been caught by my
roommate on two separate occasions.  I'm not quite sure how I found time for
this, as well as for several evening visits to Tyler's single room, on top
of going to classes and getting my homework done, but I didn't really have
any other hobbies, and classes really don't take up very much time in a
given week.

Although Kate and I were starting to hang around a little in public, while
being careful not to act TOO friendly, Tyler and I still tended to act like
we barely knew each other when we bumped into each other in the dining hall,
or in the quad.  About a week after setting the wheels in motion, she came
up to me one day at lunch and said "Tonight's the night."

It was another Tuesday night, and at about 1:30 in the morning I got into
position in the same bathroom where Tyler and I had experienced our first
encounters.  I got into a comfortable position with my feet raised from
view, and pulled out a book to kill time.  Just before 2, I heard the door
open and someone came in.  Whoever it was walked slowly and cautiously
between the sinks and the stalls, pausing for a moment in front of the
closed door of mine, and then continued into the shower area.  I heard the
sound of shuffling feet, the clink of a belt, the sounds of rustling cloth,
and then a shower turned on, and I heard the noise of the water change as
someone stepped underneath the flow.  Just a minute or two later someone
else came in the bathroom door and walked quickly and confidently through
the room.  The person paused in front of my stall and there was a quick
light tap on the door, and a hand appeared above the door top holding up
five fingers.

Five minutes.  I'd already been there for half an hour, I could wait another
five minutes.

The time crawled.  I set aside my book, and stood up, adjusting the towel
that was the only thing I had on.  After I was sure that five minutes had
passed, I unlatched and opened the door incredibly slowly  and carefully,
sure that every tiny click was echoing loudly through the bathroom.  I
tiptoed through the door into the shower area of the bathroom, and looked
down towards the final stall, the only place a shower was on.  There was a
pile of towels and clothes on the bench outside the stall, and I could see
from there that the curtain was completely open.

I walked slowly down the line of showers, and peeked around the corner into
the stall.  Kendra had her back to me and was sort of leaning with her right
side against the wall.  As far as I could tell she had her right hand
between her legs, and was caressing her breasts with her left.  Tyler was
mirroring Kendra's position, facing me and leaning with her left side
against the same wall.  Her left hand was busy fingering her clit, and her
right hand was reached out, stroking Kendra's left arm and shoulder lightly.
The contrast between Tyler's milky white skin and Kendra's rich dark brown
was absolutely stunning, and I stood for a moment just admiring Kendra's
naked back and beautiful ass.  She was tall and slender with tiny breasts,
but had a full, round, gorgeous butt that didn't look like it had any fat on
it at all.

Tyler saw me immediately, but showed almost no reaction.  She subtly made
eye contact with me and as she slowly trailed her hand down Kendra's side
and towards her crotch, she gave me an almost imperceptible nod.

Just as I saw that Tyler's hand had found it's way to its destination, and
as Kendra suddenly hunched forward at Tyler's touch, I spoke out loudly.

"Oh my God!"

Tyler kept her hand busily at work for at least another ten seconds, as
Kendra tried to recover from the wave that had hit her when Tyler's thumb
had started in on her clit, combined with the shock and confusion at the
sound of my voice.  She tried to turn towards me and her legs suddenly
seemed to be extremely shaky, and she slid down to the floor with her back
against the wall as she looked up at me half-stunned.

Tyler followed her hand down as Kendra slid down the wall, and ended up
crouching on the floor near the back of the shower stall with one hand on
Kendra's raised right knee.

This was getting better all the time.  I stepped forward to further
exaggerate the difference between their position and mine, looking down with
what I thought was an imperious, take-no-bullshit expression.  Tyler told me
later that I just looked like I was grumpy, but that somehow it had made the
whole thing even more convincing, but let's just say that I looked regal and
imposing, okay?  It sounds much better.

"What in the hell are the two of you doing?"  I demanded.  I focused on
Kendra immediately, and spoke to her directly.  "I thought that you were
engaged!  What would your fianc  say if he found out about this?! Or your
sorority sisters?  Or the administration?  What would they think about an RA
having public lesbian sex in the bathroom?"

Kendra tried to speak up, "But we weren't really having . . .I mean, we
never actually . . . we were just watching each other, really we were just
watching . . ."

She trailed off.  She knew that I had seen Tyler's hand between her legs,
and more importantly that I had seen her reaction to Tyler's hand between
her legs.

"How would you like me to tell a few selected people what a little lesbian
slut you are, Kendra?  Hmmmm?  Wouldn't Darius love to hear about it?  Or
your parents, perhaps?  Or the president of the Zetas?  Or maybe a few of
your advisees?  That's it . . . how seriously do you think your advisees
will take you when they hear you like to get naked in the showers with
freshman girls?  You're just lucky neither Tyler or I is one of your
advisees, because then we'd really have your ass in a sling."

With each sentence, Kendra's eyes had gotten wider, and her body language
had gotten more and more submissive, her shoulders dropping, starting to
lean slightly forward, drawing her arms in and sort of shrinking in on
herself.  As I finished, she closed her eyes and dropped her head, looking
straight down.  I risked a quick glance at Tyler and she gave me a wink.

I paused for a moment, and let Kendra think about all of the people she had
to hide this secret from, then spoke, "But then again I probably could be
convinced to keep this a secret."

Tyler finally spoke up.  "Are you trying to blackmail us?" she asked, with a
convincingly accusatory tone.

"Shut up," I barked, loudly (I got into big trouble for that later, by the
way, but it was worth it to see Tyler's mouth snap shut and for the shocked
look on her face).  "Kendra.  On your knees."  I opened my towel and tossed
it behind me.  "I want you to lick me.  If you do it well enough, I won't
tell anybody about what I saw here."  I stepped forward, until my toes were
almost touching her leg.

Her head jerked up, and she looked at me with eyes that were even wider than
they had been before.  "But . . . what I said before . . . I mean, Tyler's
hand was, you know, but we never . . .  I mean, I never . . ."

"Oh, so you're a little lesbian slut but you don't go all the way?" I asked,
harshly.  "Bullshit.  Lick me.  And you, Tyler, I want you to watch, because
you're next."

Kendra still hadn't really moved.  "But I've really never . . ."

"Well I hope you're a quick learner, then," I interrupted.  "Now get to it."

Tyler leaned forward and whispered some words of encouragement to Kendra,
pointing out that there was really nothing the two of them could do if they
didn't want their secret revealed.  She helped Kendra shift to a kneeling
position, and gave her a few reassuring pats on the shoulders.  Kendra
stared fixedly at some miniscule point at the exact center of my crotch,
licked her lips, glanced up at me, and then opened her mouth and stuck out
her tongue as she leaned forward.  She kept her arms at her side, and Tyler
held her steady as she got closer and closer to my sex.

I don't know if Kendra was lying about having never done this before, or
whether she was just a natural, but there was almost none of the fumbling
that I'd experienced with Kate's first time licking bush.  Kendra got to
work quickly, and got her whole mouth in on the action from the very
beginning, licking and sucking from every possible angle while wiggling her
tongue around to tickle whatever part she had her lips on.  Her tongue was
amazingly long, and several times she rammed it up inside me like it was
some kind of tiny cock.  When she set it to vibrating on my clit, I had to
reach out and hold on to her shoulder in order to stay standing.  It was all
I could do to keep from falling into a quivering puddle on the floor, and
after a surprisingly short time, I was having a raging, muscle-clenching
orgasm that left my face and chest flushed bright red.

As I leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, Kendra looked up at me
with a sly expression on her face.  She was there, she had seen the
magnitude of the orgasm that had just ridden through me.  "Did I do a good
enough job?"  she asked, coyly.

"I'm not quite sure yet," I replied.  She gave me a sullen look.  "Tyler, I
said that you were next, right?"

"Yes, you did," Tyler replied.

"Then stand up," I ordered.

She stood.  "Now Kendra, do to Tyler what you just did to me.  Make her come
in five minutes or less, and you have my word that I won't tell anyone."

Kendra stared at me, mouth open.  "But when you said she was next I thought
.. . .I mean I thought she'd have to . . ."

"Who's making the rules here, anyway?" I demanded.  It sounded like a
rhetorical question, but I paused significantly, then added, "Well?"

Kendra looked down, then glanced up at me through lowered lids.  "You are."
She said, practically whispering.

"All right then, slut, now get to work.  You have five minutes."  Tyler
smiled and leaned back against the shower's back wall.  Kendra looked at me
one last time, turned to face Tyler and leaned forward.

To Tyler's credit, she held out for almost four-and-a-half minutes before
she couldn't stand it any more and shuddered to a huge, bone-rattling
orgasm.  Kendra had set to her task with a vengeance, licking, tonguing,
kissing and sucking her way around Tyler's pussy at twice the speed she'd
used when working on me.  She knew speed was of the essence, so she brought
up her right hand between Tyler's legs to add to the effect.  From the way
Tyler's body was reacting, it was clearly an impressive performance, and it
was one of the most incredible things I'd ever seen, with her dark skin
against Tyler's flawless white legs and stomach, her vividly pink tongue
swirling through Tyler's flaming red pubic hair and up inside her pussy.  I
leaned against the side of the shower and stroked myself, shifting my gaze
from her incredible ass to the action between Tyler's legs and back, coming
again myself just as Tyler finally succumbed.

We all rested for a moment, silent except for Tyler's and my heavy
breathing.  Kendra stayed on her knees between us.  I reached out and helped
Kendra to her feet, holding her gently from behind.  I reached my right hand
around her body and touched her lightly between the legs, resting my middle
finger just outside her lower lips.  I slipped it inside her, and felt her
tense slightly against me, then stroked upwards until I'd reached her clit.
I started rubbing it lightly but rapidly, and held her body closely against
mine, my breasts pressing into her back, my faced pressed against her
shoulder and neck.  I whispered up into her ear, "Don't worry. We won't tell
as long as you behave."

I felt her grow even more tense, suddenly, but it was swept away as she
shuddered to a sudden orgasm, and for a few moments I had to hold her up to
keep her from collapsing.  Evidently she'd been pretty turned on by licking
Tyler and I, because it only took about thirty seconds of clitwork to get
her to pop.

Tyler stepped up and kissed Kendra full on the lips.  "Don't worry, Kendra,"
she whispered.  We won't tell."

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We wanted to let Kate take on the task of putting Kendra through her paces
while Tyler and I set to work on adding Rachel to the fold, but it quickly
became clear that she couldn't handle it at all.  She had always been sort
of intimidated by Kendra to begin with, and when we arranged to get them
both naked in the room at the same time, her body language just screamed
submission.

Kendra had forgiven us for setting her up (she'd figured it out pretty
quickly when we brought Kate in to join us the following night), and turned
out to be a lot of fun to hang out with, when she wasn't busy in one of her
forty-seven clubs and activities.  When it came to sex she seemed perfectly
satisfied to let Tyler and I call the shots, and definitely got off on
letting us be in control, although she never really got into being spanked
the way that Kate did.  We actually set her to play the dom role over Kate a
few times and she liked it a lot, and I've got to say that the sight of Kate
's little bronze body stretched out over Kendra's beautiful long black legs
and lap, both of them completely naked, Kendra's hand raised to smack Kate's
cute little ass . . . it's one that I'll take with me until the day I die.

Tyler had one more solo session with Rachel during this period, and had been
shrugged off when she'd tried to reach out and raise the stakes a little.
We decided that we'd still go ahead with the original strategy, but agreed
that Kendra should take my place, both because she was the most intimidating
member of our little cabal and because she had been Rachel's advisor the
previous year.  We convinced her that it was no longer taboo, since Rachel
wasn't her advisee any more, and she agreed to do it.  I had been watching
Rachel for a long time, and thinking about her in most unwholesome ways, but
I reluctantly stepped aside and allowed Kendra to play the shocked
discoverer this time.

Tyler told me later that it had worked perfectly.  Even though she knew that
she'd get pushed away, Tyler had managed to get her hand right between
Rachel's legs just as Kendra barged in.  Rachel had been so shocked at
Kendra's appearance, and got so stammeringly apologetic so quickly, that
when Kendra ordered her to kneel and start licking Tyler she dropped to the
floor and started to move towards Tyler's crotch without even thinking
about.  Kendra told her that if she was such a lesbian slut she should go
ahead and prove it by going all the way, snapping at her coldly when she
hesitated.  Without so much as voicing a protest, Rachel started eating
Tyler out, and by the time the night was over Tyler had brought her back to
her dorm room, where Rachel then licked Kendra, then Kate, and then me.  By
the time she got to me, she definitely knew what she was doing.

As we lay around the room, naked, exhausted and glowing, draped across bed,
and chairs, and even the floor, Tyler's voice suddenly filled the room.  "We
have most definitely started something here."

Nobody moved, but you could tell that we were all paying close attention.

"This, girls, is the beginning of something big.  Something resembling a
movement.  We're creating an organized structure for intense sexual release
here, venting our bisexual impulses in wild outbursts of excessive erotic
stimulation.  We are not our stereotyped, Ivy League identities.  We are not
the boxes that society has created for us.  We have the power to change the
world.  We need to bring this message to the people."

She paused dramatically.  "We need to bring this gospel to some boys."

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