Hot Stepmom Shower Novels & Stories

She smiles and leaves me to it. I turn the knob like she said and feel the water. "Ouch!" Okay to hot. A little to the right. There, that's perfect. I strip down and throw my clothes in the trash and get in the shower. I wish we had been allowed to use showers back home. This feels amazing. My mom would have loved this. She had long hair down to her knees and always had trouble keeping it cleaned since all we were allowed was one bar of soap between the four of us. Once every two or three weeks we'd get a new bar.

"You know you want to watch me in the shower, don't you? I bet you jerk off thinking about your own stepmom's wet body every single night, you perverted little freak," my stepmom Sarah said one evening over dinner, her voice teasing but edged with something sharp as she caught me staring at the way her tight tank top clung to her full breasts. She laughed it off like it was a joke, but the way her eyes lingered on me made my cock twitch in my pants. She had no idea how right she was, or how far I had already gone.

I stand back up and turn, holding onto the shower bar as I bend over. Knox doesn't waste any time thrusting into me, playing with my clit simultaneously, so as he begins to jerk jets of cum inside me, I'm coming all over him, "Yes, baby...yes!" I cry out, pushing back onto him as hard as I can. It is the hottest shower sex that we have ever had up to this point. ~~~~~~~~

The room smells of sex and sin, and I’m already wet again at the thought of what we’ll do next. Hot water pounds my back as I’m pinned face-first to the shower wall, Mom’s fingers buried in my pussy while Jace’s cock stretches my ass in slow, relentless strokes. Steam fills the master bath, fogging the glass, but nothing blurs the raw, filthy pleasure ripping through me. Mom’s lips brush my ear, her voice a husky whisper over the roar of water. “Take him, baby. Take every inch.” It started minutes ago. We’d stumbled upstairs, still sticky from the living room, and Mom turned the shower on with a wicked grin.

"I will be right back." I strip out of clothes and hop into my shower before allowing the water to heat up. "Cold... cold... cold..." I say as I dance back and forth in the shower trying to dodge the cold spray before it hits my body. The water eventually warms up and I let the water run over my body. Steam fills the shower and my bathroom and I think back to earlier when I watched Ward in the shower. My hand runs down my wet body. Slipping over my nipples and down my flat stomach. Before I realize what I am doing my fingers slip down to my apex and across my swollen clit. My face flushes with embarrassment even though I know that I am alone.

I grabbed them, placing them on the desk that served as my workspace, ready to finish up. Then I tilted my head, the window stood above it. I grabbed the curtains, pulling them apart. My eyes fell on them, laughing like the whole world bows to them. I moved closer and leaned against the window frame. Gabriel in a white vest soaked to the point that the outlines of his chest showed. He laughed the loudest. He had a hose in his hand splashing water on Amila instead of the rows of flowers before them. Amila brushed her face with one hand and retaliated with the hose in the other hand, her little girl, Hannah, running around in her pink swimsuit, soaked too.

(Lila's pov) The water was scorching hot, just the way I liked it, pounding down on my bare skin and filling the bathroom with thick steam. Mom had already left for her night shift at the hospital, and I knew Mark, my stepfather, was supposed to be downstairs in his office working late. The house felt empty and quiet, which made it the perfect time to finally give in to the aching need that had been building inside me all day. I stood under the spray, eyes closed, letting the water cascade over my full, perky breasts. My nipples were already hard from the heat and from the dirty thoughts swirling in my head.

We forgot everything and everyone around us, drowning only in the pleasure he gave me. Until suddenly, the sound of my bedroom door swinging open echoed loudly through the room. Theo and I instantly froze. And there, standing by the doorway with wide, shocked eyes, was my Mom! She had caught us red-handed in the most compromising position possible!!!

he asked. "Let me quickly wash up and go to bed before Mom catches me here… all naked." "And filled with your stepbrother's forbidden cum?" He added, letting out a small laugh. I playfully hit his chest. "Stop." I trudged to the bathroom, wincing with each step due to my soreness. I stepped into the bathroom, turning on the shower and letting the warm water soothe my aching body. As I washed myself, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I got out, dried myself, and began to get dressed.

Now that he'd decided to release his pent-up urges in one go, I couldn't endure the consequences at all. The overwhelming pleasure made me feel like I was on the brink of death and didn't even give me a chance to catch my breath. All I could do was writhe in pleasure under Julius. Julius wiped my tears away for me. Then, he carried me into the bathroom for the third round. By then, I could barely lift a finger. When Julius was finally completely satiated, the hotel room was left in a huge mess. I snuggled under the covers before hugging him from behind, my cheek already plastered against his back.