Crazy Shower Thoughts Novels & Stories

My mind immediately goes elsewhere. “What a stupid b*tch you are, Cat. They kidnapped you, and now you’re thinking of getting frisky in the shower room with them?” I said to myself while giggles like a teenage girl. I was having a dry spell even before the heart attack gets me, probably because of the last relationship with that b*stard that gave me a trust issue. My anger just went up. I hate thinking about Rhus, especially at a time like this. Time for a cold shower. Maybe it will help me think about something else rather than just some erotica movement with them. They probably waiting for me at the moment, and here I am, having a dirty thought..

As he set the empty bottle down, he resolved to wash away his thoughts with the shower's cleansing cascade. Walking towards the bathroom, he left behind the turmoil within his mind. The water cascaded over him, washing away the remnants of his contemplation. Each drop felt like a release, a way to rid himself of the tangled emotions that threatened to entangle him. Under the flowing water, he let the steam and warmth envelop him, hoping to drown out the conflicting thoughts that clouded his mind. The rush of the water against his skin was a soothing symphony, a temporary refuge from the tumult of his thoughts. He closed his eyes, seeking solace in the simplicity of the moment, allowing the w

When the aching returns, I quickly turned on the shower again and this time, I made sure to set it at the coldest temperature to cool down my lust for her and wash those dirty thoughts off my mind! Suzane Brigante could never compare to every model I've been with before but how the fuck did she made me react like this just the thought of her naked body under me??! At the thought of that, tiim bagang pinatay ko na ang tubig and then grabbed a white towel at the towel rack to dry myself before I stormed out of the shower room and towards my wardrobe.

The pain was as if someone had taken a sharp jagged blade and carved out a chunk of my heart. I stand under the hot, cascading water, feeling the steam envelope me like a cocoon. The shower head beats against my back, and the water flows through my hair and down my face, creating a mini-waterfall. I lean forward, my hands braced against the shower wall, feeling the heat slice through the tension in my muscles. I try to think of my upcoming week, hoping the thoughts of the dangerous different businesses I was about to get involved in will quell my throbbing erection. But my mind keeps slipping back to the moment we just shared.

But no, the bastard was still standing high waiting. I took my pants off and threw them in the dirty laundry. I turned on the shower after making sure it was cold enough to calm me down. I let out a sigh as the water hit my body, calming every single part of me including my cock. As I stood under the shower with my eyes closed, the picture of Eve having her third orgasm flashed into my head and immediately I was hard. Again. Fuck! I cursed under my breath, I tried to think of something else but that thought wouldn’t leave my head. I had no other choice but to jerk myself off with the thought of Eve.

I stepped into the shower and turned on the hot water. I winced as the steaming drops hit my skin. But I remained under it, hoping the water would somehow erase all the thoughts I did not want to have. While I was in there- though I knew it was impossible- I seemed to hear the chant of those gathered outside- the ritual chant and prayer to the goddess to accept the deceased's departing soul. I increased the pressure of the water till it fell around me in sheets, becoming a roar that I hoped would drown out my chaotic thoughts.

“Hey, you sleeping over tonight? Could use the company.” ”I’ll love to.” She smiled. ”Good. Be right back then. Make yourself at home.” I got to my room and immediately stepped into the shower. I got thinking. You know the shower is a good thinking spot. With the warm water running, I feel like my brain wants to process something but some part of me is forcing it out.

Maybe, he’s asleep… Maybe. I go to my room unsure what to do and feeling restless. “Maybe I should shower,” I’m pacing my room. I hate arguing with him or making him upset. It rarely happens, but when it does, I always feel awful, like right now. “Yeah, I should shower. A clean body means a clean mind…I guess.” I strip quickly, unbraid my hair, and hop into the shower. The water feels amazing on my body after standing in the heat downstairs cooking, but it doesn’t seem to make my mind feel amazing like I was hoping it would. I wash my hair again, even though I did this morning, and even though it feels good to, my mind still isn’t at peace.

I feel bad for having her tits in my head whilst I jerked. The shower is colder now and I finish cleaning myself off and shake my head. I’m feeling a lot of mixed emotions going on now with what I’ve just done and guilt begins to creep in and seeps its way to my grey matter. How could I be thinking about my best friend, jeez-us.

//// ` Summer I stood in my shower, allowing the hot water cascade down my body as memories of what I saw came flooding my mind like it never wanted to stop. At first, I had tried to make sure I was nowhere in sight when he gave his speech. I was about to call it a day and head back to my room when I saw this tall, thick and beautiful lady Krazy's mum brought to him. Never for once have I thought his mum was okay with his dirty lifestyle of having different women until Krazy kissed and burst that room open, taking her inside with him. “Whatever, it's not like I care, anyway.” I muttered and increased the shower to pour out water even more.