Personal Victory

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"Then have some of this, I'll put it down, then we can get all clean."

Celeste nodded, setting the soap back in its little nook in the wall, and shut her eyes as the glass reached her lips. She kept her arms at her sides as she drank the water, finding something oddly sexy about having this man practically water her himself.

"And you didn't just lie there... When we woke up, you seemed to know what you were doing. Did you see that in a movie...?"

Oh, so they were just called "movies" now? Celeste tilted her head a bit as she swallowed a bit more water before gently pulling away, shaking her head. "Not really..." she told him. She bent down to pick the soap up again, lathering it up and gently scrubbing at his lower stomach. "I did what seemed...natural, you know? When one's having sex, sometimes you just know what to do, don't you think?" Teasingly, she scrubbed a bit lower on John before quickly moving back up.

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"Not really... I did what seemed...natural, you know? When one's having sex, sometimes you just know what to do, don't you think?" Celeste said as she begun to wash him. He emptied the glass by their feet and put it down on the floor outside quickly. As he stood, she started to move lower.

'A fourth type of thing?!' John thought in celebration. Maybe a handjob! She wasn't stacked to really give him a soapy tit-wank, but she might give it a...

She moved back away. It was alright - he wasn't hard. What they had done already was enough to keep him flaccid unless she started to handle him - or go down on him.

"Yeah..." he nods, deciding to reply to her. "I didn't -just- copy movies... I did what came naturally. Otherwise, back at the ice rink, I'd have forced you down on it..."

He'd seen quite a bit of brutal porn - he didn't agree with the discomfort it caused the guy or girl, but it was kinda kinky. He'd never have the guts to do it, though. Not even whilst high on power.

"You've been really amazing today..." he tells her, smiling. "From the food court, all the way to now. I've really, really had fun."

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"Yeah..." John replied. "I didn't -just- copy movies... I did what came naturally. Otherwise, back at the ice rink, I'd have forced you down on it..."

Celeste stopped scrubbing him for a few moments, imagining what that would be like...He'd probably have grabbed her hair and pulled it a few times, shoved her mouth further down his dick until she was choking on it...Celeste shuddered slightly and decided right then and there that as much as he had pounded into her towards the end, she didn't want him to ever be that rough. "Well, I'm pretty glad you didn't," she confessed, beginning to clean him again.

"You've been really amazing today..." he told her, smiling. "From the food court, all the way to now. I've really, really had fun."

"Did you?" Celeste smiled, pulling her hand away from him as she looked up. Giggling softly, she suddenly moved forward, hugging him tightly as her wet body pressed against him. "Thank you...I had fun today too. I keep telling you this, but you were wonderful." She looked up at him coyly, pulling away just a bit. "We should do it again sometime, yes?"

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"Did you?" Celeste smiled at him before hugging him, not waiting for an answer. Her wet flesh on his felt nice... Maybe next time - shower sex? He put his arms around her, his hands resting on her naked butt.

"Thank you...I had fun today too. I keep telling you this, but you were wonderful. We should do it again sometime, yes?"

John chuckled and nodded. It wasn't as if he was in a position to turn her down, especially considering where they were right now.

"Yeah, that sounds awesome." he nodded. "And, maybe we can meet up at school some time. Get lunch and just hang out? I'll buy you a hot dog."

He couldn't help but look down at her bare breasts. They looked really good. They suited her size - not like some girls at school.

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"Yeah, that sounds awesome." he nodded. "And, maybe we can meet up at school some time. Get lunch and just hang out? I'll buy you a hot dog."

Celeste suddenly pulled away from him, grinning almost wickedly. She put her hands on her wet hips and tilted her head, one eyebrow raised. "Really, John? A hot dog? You know, that sounds like you just want to see me with a long phallic object in my mouth." Well, what do you know? Looked like John was a covert pervert or something. Not that Celeste minded too terribly, it meant he was great in bed. But she hoped he didn't want her to only eat phallic foods.

"But...I think I'd like that. To meet you at school," Celeste admitted, picking up the soap again and handing it to him. "Wash my back?" she asked, turning around. Facing away from him now, Celeste grinned even wider. "You just have to promise you're not the kind of guy to have sex and tell. Are you, Big Guy?"

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"Really, John? A hot dog? You know, that sounds like you just want to see me with a long phallic object in my mouth."

John blushed but didn't say anything. He had enough mental images of her sucking him off to not need her to participate in that sort of thing. But the idea certainly was interesting. Maybe she would have it with mayo - complete the imagery...

"But...I think I'd like that. To meet you at school, Wash my back?" Celeste asked, handing him the soap and turning. John spent a few moments admiring her firm butt before she spoke and broke him free.

"You just have to promise you're not the kind of guy to have sex and tell. Are you, Big Guy?"

John blinked in surprise at the question.

"N-no! Of course not!" he said, shaking his head. He rubbed the soap in his hands and begun to wash her over. Girls skin was much nicer than guys...

"I didn't tell anyone about that guy I kissed..." he shrugged. "I totally won't tell anyone about what we did. On our first date..."

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You just told me about the guy you kissed, back at the skating rink, Celeste wanted to point out. But she decided against it; she didn't want to start a fight with a guy who'd just slept with her right now. Instead she sighed and closed her eyes, loving the feel of the soap and hands on her body. She'd probably have to scrub her legs and thighs herself, but this was fine on its own...

"I totally won't tell anyone about what we did. On our first date..."

"So no matter what we do afterward, you'd talk about it?" Celeste opened her eyes and looked at John over her shoulder. "You'd better not mention me by name the first time. It'd...It'd feel..." Celeste looked away again, trying to figure out how to best word it. Not that she didn't want the school to know "Celeste has a boyfriend!" but she didn't want her name to be dropped in the locker rooms until she was ready.

"Just don't mention my name until I want you to, please?" she sighed at last.

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"So no matter what we do afterward, you'd talk about it? You'd better not mention me by name the first time. It'd...It'd feel... Just don't mention my name until I want you to, please?"

"No, no that's not... Not what I mean." John told her, shaking his head and taking his hands from her back. He held them up to rinse them under the shower water before turning her and putting his hands on her shoulders.

"I wouldn't tell anyone." he told her. "I only told you about that... That guy... 'Cause I wanted to be honest with you. I thought you wanted something I couldn't give you..."

He shrugged - obviously he could give it to her. Twice since they left the ice skating rink. But he had no idea if he could.

"I won't tell anyone about you." he told her, looking her in the eyes. "Not your name, age or bra-size."

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As she was turned around, Celeste looked up, tilting her head a bit and brushing her wet bangs out of her eyes.

"I wouldn't tell anyone." he told her. "I only told you about that... That guy... 'Cause I wanted to be honest with you. I thought you wanted something I couldn't give you..."

"And what would that be?" Celeste asked, frowning slightly. "After all, you've given me a lot already, I don't see what there is left to give...Aside from a ring, but it's far too soon for that." Celeste's eyes gleamed a bit. She'd been joking about that, but the way she saw it, it really was the only thing left to give.

"I won't tell anyone about you." he told her, looking her in the eyes. "Not your name, age or bra-size."

At that, Celeste chuckled a bit. "Well, thanks...especially about the bra size. I don't know many other girls my age who have boobs this small," she laughed, gesturing to her chest as she puffed it out slightly. While he was still leaning down to look at her, Celeste stood on tip-toe, kissing John again. "You know what? You're a real sweetheart, Big Guy. I have to admit, I'm shocked another girl--or boy--didn't pick you up." She tilted her head as she returned to her original position. "By the way...if I was so amazing, how do you think I would have compared to another guy?"

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"And what would that be? After all, you've given me a lot already, I don't see what there is left to give...Aside from a ring, but it's far too soon for that."

"I didn't think I could give you my virginity..." John admitted, blushing slightly. She wants to get married? 'Woah...' he thought to himself. 'Sex, blowjob and talk about marriage? Is she getting more desperate?'

"Well, thanks...especially about the bra size. I don't know many other girls my age who have boobs this small, You know what? You're a real sweetheart, Big Guy. I have to admit, I'm shocked another girl--or boy--didn't pick you up. By the way...if I was so amazing, how do you think I would have compared to another guy?"

"I'm... Not a jock, or even on the school band..." John shrugged. "Not a lot of status points to get, by dating me... Artists don't get famous until they're dead."

He leant his forehead against hers as he thought about her final question. How to answer? It's not like he has any way of knowing without trying it out.

"I think you'd have been ten - no - twenty times better than a guy." he told her. "And I didn't need... Lube... With you. I... I really should'a used a condom though..."

He pulls away and shakes his head. "Not 'cause of STD's. I know we're both clean of those. But I like to be careful... The Pill and a condom, that would have made sure I couldn't get you pregnant."

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"I think you'd have been ten - no - twenty times better than a guy." he told her. "And I didn't need... Lube... With you. I... I really should'a used a condom though..."

Celeste felt a surge of pride and immense relief at that. So she had been better than he thought a man would be. That was an extra point for her. It meant that he might not sleep with a man, and so she didn't have t compete with both sexes! It was bad enough competing with girls for mens' affections...Stupid other women and their huge tits and hips and everything, Celeste thought bitterly.

Before she could question why he wanted to use a condom, however, John pulled away and answered it. "Not 'cause of STD's. I know we're both clean of those. But I like to be careful... The Pill and a condom, that would have made sure I couldn't get you pregnant."

"Don't worry, Big Guy," Celeste whispered, running a hand between her legs and on her inner thighs. She had to get this cum off of her before the water ran cold, and the Big Guy needed to get home before dark. Walking around at night was dangerous, even for males. "If you're still nervous...my sister has these emergency pills she uses all the time. I'll borrow one of her's, she won't even notice," Celeste reassured him, giving him a one-armed hug as her hand strayed to the faucet. "Are you all cleaned up?" she asked.

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"Don't worry, Big Guy, If you're still nervous...my sister has these emergency pills she uses all the time. I'll borrow one of her's, she won't even notice, Are you all cleaned up?"

"Yeah, I'm done." John smiled and nodded. He didn't clean his manhood or his back, but he was clean enough for bed. The shower water did enough, he reckoned.

"And no, don't take the pill." he smiled, shaking his head as he stepped out of the shower and offered her a hand. "I'm just over-worrying... No need to mess up your body for that."

He decided to make sure to buy condoms the next chance he got, though. He would rather not chance a missed pill and a pregnancy.

He took this chance to look at her body again. He didn't know if he'd ever see it again, but if it took a week he'd have memories to enjoy himself with.

"I totally want a picture of you right now..." he sighed softly. He doubted she'd let him though - there was a chance he was lying and he'd send it to his friends with detailed descriptions of all the kinky things they did today.

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"And no, don't take the pill." he smiled, shaking his head as he stepped out of the shower and offered her a hand. Celeste carefully stepped out of the shower, taking John's hand and squeezing it gently, rubbing her thumb over his skin. "I'm just over-worrying... No need to mess up your body for that."

"If you're sure..." Celeste sighed, hugging him. She'd take a pregnancy test soon though...as soon as she could. And if it turned out she was pregnant, which she doubted--Celeste shut her eyes and shivered a little. If just have to abort it. No sense getting a baby with a guy you just met and then slept with. Even if he was fucking amazing--that's how you lose a man, Celeste.

Celeste stepped away from him, moving to where they kept the towels. Winced a little as she moved. Ooooh, between her legs ached a little--why hadn't she noticed it before? Pulling a towel from the rack, she was about to hand it to John when she heard him speak.

"I totally want a picture of you right now..." he sighed softly.

A picture? For personal uses, or for the locker room? Celeste stood with her back to him, and then coyly looked over her shoulder, smiling a little. "Mental picture not enough?" she whispered. She turned around, using the towel to hide the lower half of her face, and sat on the tub's edge. "I bet if I pose right, you'd never know it was me..."

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"Mental picture not enough?" Celeste whispered as she hid half of her face and sat on the tub. "I bet if I pose right, you'd never know it was me..."

"I can't ask you to let me take that picture..." John chuckled, shaking his head and going over to her. He pulled the towel down to uncover her face and leaned down, kissing her softly. "Maybe on a different date... But before I go, I do wanna take a picture of your face."

He doubts he'll forget her any time soon, but he does want to keep a souvenir. It's not like she'll give him a pair of panties or anything. So he'll have to make do with a picture. Plus she'll probably think it flattering, after all. But now he's found he's most likely straight, he's wondering about re-enacting today with more than one girl...

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"Aw, but why not?" Celeste laughed a little, shutting up in time to let John kiss her. He seemed to be taking the initiative a bit more often now...Sex must have worked wonders for him. She let go of the towel, letting it fall onto her lap. No sense covering up, was there? They pretty much saw everything.

"Maybe on a different date... But before I go, I do wanna take a picture of your face."

My face? "A face is fine," she said aloud, poking her tongue out slightly. "Would you prefer a wet-from-the-shower face?" Celeste had her cell phone still in her purse, in her room. It could take pictures; maybe she should take her picture and email it to John. She had a feeling John would enjoy a wet-face better, somehow...something sexy about it, probably. "Phone's in my room," she whispered, kissing him again. "You want to come with me?"