Don't Drop The Soap Novels & Stories

Covering my breasts with my arms and looking slightly back from the corner of my eyes I ask “Are you going to leave?” “Nope.” is all I heard in an uncaring tone. Narrowing my eyes “Are you just going to stand there?” “Yep” he uttered the same unaffected tone. I stick my hand out and feel the warm water and see a bar of soap on a small shelf. I pick up the soap to smell it. Without loosing a beat “Don’t worry, you wont be allergic to that soap. I made sure of it.” as he crossed his arms leaning back against the wall watching me.

He sputtered and laughed through a mouthful of soap. "That's it!" he told her as he flung more soapy foam. Soon the two were on the floor laughing and completely soaked and covered the soapy suds. "feel better now?" he asked her. "Yes, thanks Geremia." she replied. He reached out and cleaned her forehead. "So what have you learned today?" he asked her. "I shouldn't use dishwashing soap for the washing machine." she replied. "What else?" She frowned as she thought hard. "I can't think of anything else." she replied.

Zuck whispered to me. "O-Okay," I replied sparingly to him and I saw him reach for the liquid soap and the sponge, and a few moments later, my body was filled with bubbles. Zuck also pours some liquid soap in the bathtub's water, I don't know what kind of soap Zuck used but it smells so fucking good. "Shit! What are you doing, Zuck?" I was startled and immediately pulled Zuck's hand away from my penis. "What? I'm soaping your penis, don't tell me you don't soap your penis and crotch every time you take a bath?" Zuck replied nonchalantly as he continues to rub the sponge on my penis causing me to swallow my saliva.

he murmured softly, his deep voice echoing against the tiled walls. I took the sponge from his hands, rubbing the bar of soap against it until a thick lather built up. Standing on my tiptoes, I reached up and began spreading the soapy foam over his broad shoulders, massaging his scalp and running my hands down his muscular back. I smoothed the soft sponge under his armpits, down the contours of his hard chest, and gradually worked my way lower down his stomach, ensuring every inch of his skin was thoroughly covered in lather.

I grabbed a bucket full of water and grabbed all the soap that I can find in my apartment. I have to get it out whatever it takes, I'm not going to wait anymore. I tried the first soap and it's not working at all. Then I tried the my favorite soap and the ring didn't even move. I tried the third soap and.. it failed again. I let out a long sigh. I even took a break.

"Well, don't look!" But his grin, so out of character, tickled her. A nervous smile and laugh suddenly sprang up. He cocked his head playfully. "They're kinda hard to miss." He smiled again and pushed through the water to her then held out a piece of soap. "Wash." Daniel indicated her clothes. "And it's easier to wash your clothes while they're still on you." She took the soap, still ducked down, a crooked grin of her own stuck to her face like her sopping hair.

Whipping around, Alex grabbed the door handle, pushing it open. "Julie! What's wrong? I'm comin –" Julie's eyes were wide like saucers. She was still in the tub, enjoying the hot bath that was finally melting her frozen nerves. Her face flushed red like cooked shrimp at the sight of him barging into the bathroom, half naked, and also at the fact that she was naked. Gladly, she realized she was immersed in the hot water and the slightly scented and billowy steam produced from the bath covered her sufficiently. "I'm fine. I just dropped the soap, th… that's all." She stammered and Alex forced himself to drag his eyes away from the extremely tempting view and look at the soap lying innocently o

Grant corrects them and Amber feels her cheeks heat again. “Yeah, that, he doesn’t have to make sure soap isn’t stuck down there” Nate adds. Amber glances at Grant who glances back at her “I didn’t know soap could get stuck in there! So, I’ve learnt something today” he tells her trying to relieve some of the embarrassment felt by them both.

Crazy Bitch! She hasn't seen anything yet then. I dropped a soap into the toilet and it made a big splash. “Oh yeah, that was a big one!” I groaned with a smirk and caught her eyes widen. Yeah, that's crazy.

"Take out the tracking dot." Bewildered, Jim fumbled in his pocket until he found the tiny metallic disk. Sophie took it from him and strode immediately to the sink. She grabbed a thick bar of soap, placed the tracking dot on top of it, and used her thumb to push the disk down hard into the bar. As the disk sank into the soft surface, she pinched the hole closed, firmly embedding the device in the bar.