Lesbian Shower Novels & Stories

he whispered, quietly laughing when his mates eyes flashed silver, probably from the idea of having a proper shower rather than a magical wash. Allen grabbed Sebestian’ hand and dragged him into their bathroom, stripping them with a click of his fingers and switching the shower on. He barely waited for the water to heat up before pulling Sebestian into the huge shower. “ Wow feels good” he muttered as the hot water cascaded over the pair of them as they stood wrapped around each other, neither of them willing to move for a moment as they felt their muscles starting to relax.

“You knew it talks?” He shrugged. “I set it up. Thought you’d like a shower that compliments you.” The panel chimed again. “You’re glowing today, Luna. Should I warm the tiles beneath your feet?” I gave it a glare. “Now you’re just showing off.” Maverick walked in and tapped another button. The shower dimmed into golden steam and the ambiance shifted to ocean breeze. “There. Romantic wave mode.” “Of course you’d choose romantic wave.” “You inspire it.”

Emily might be on to another woman crush by next week, who knows? Jane brushed a strand of hair from Lucy's face, which never failed to make Lucy blushed. They smiled at each other again. "Sorry we're late!" Emily burst out into the room. Heather had a load of books in her arms. "What do you have with you?" Jane asked. "And please don't tell me it's one of the lesbian pulp fictions again." "But Odd Girl Out was so good!" Emily protested. Lately, the former president of Loser Club had been digging into the genre a bit too deep.

She didn't need any more awkward moments. Trisha had to fight to not just sit on the edge of the tub, open her legs wide, and bring herself to orgasm. There was no time for that, and that would be beyond creepy doing that in someone's house she barely knew, fake husband or not. She stepped into the shower and turned it so zero heat would emit. The cold water pounded into her and wiped off the night's sweet and the sticky liquid from her still swollen sex. She pulled her lips apart and hissed as the cold water pounded her there.

my manager asks me, even my co-Model who was with me in the changing room got curious. "We're dating that's it," I said then shrug, like can I said I was her Slave? no, it's not gonna happen it's a secret, Black Angel Society was a known LGBTQ community Society of course, from outside they know it was a brotherhood and sisterhood for LGBTQ members rich or poor, they know some stuff like Racing or any sports or casino only for the members, and there is this Famous island that exclusively only members can go, it's really expensive so rich members can. "Shun Yu is a Lesbian we know it but she's so hot," My co-model Lian said, I just smile.

Immediately, I strip, grateful to get these sweat-soaked clothes off me and my bra off to free the girls. I go to step in the bathroom, and holy shit, it's gorgeous. The shower is huge, as expected, but what takes my breath away is that one of the entire walls in the shower is a window. It's the equivalent of the night now, and the moon gleamed in the sky. It was huge and magnificent, giving off an ethereal silver and white glow that bounced off the black marble of the shower.

Once Lila gathered her things and left, I planned to take care of myself before hopping into the shower. She lingered for a moment, offering a shy wave before disappearing through the locker room door. I waited a beat, heart racing, then sprang into action. I pulled out my phone and sat on the long bench in the center of the room, straddling it with the device in front of me. I hurriedly removed the last of my clothes, Lila’s unintended display still scorching my mind. I loaded up one of my favorite lesbian p**n clips, two young women exploring each other.

It was a good thing Leo’s shower was so roomy, it easily fit three. Amberleigh had imagined this moment so many fucking times in her head. And she intended to make this reality so much fucking better than the fantasy which had long lived only in her imagination. She turned on the water, nearly scalding, and watched the steam fog up the glass. She ran a hand across the steamed up mirror. Her loyal servants, waited behind her, already hard, just awaiting their queen’s command.

The shower, far and away, was. The shower was big enough for four people, with eight shower heads, a digital water thermometer which allowed different temperatures for the different heads, a rain feature, as well as a steam function and music selection. It was the best shower I had ever seen, and I worked for billionaires. I'd seen a lot of cool showers. “Wow,” Leo said, standing back and taking in the massive shower. “Do I need a college degree to operate it?” I gave him a gentle push out of the way as I went to the sink and ran a brush through my hair before starting the water. “Just push preset number one,” I told him.

The rest of the afternoon passed in ordinary talk and swimming, the knowledge of the shared secret sitting between them like another layer of heat. That night, after her son had gone to bed and the house lights were mostly dark, the full group found her again in the outdoor shower attached to the side of the rental. The stall was open to the sky. The spray of warm water washed the last of the day’s salt and sand from her skin as the three of them crowded in with her. Hands moved over her body under the water, soaping away the grit that still clung to the backs of her thighs and the soft skin of her breasts. Fingers slid between her legs to clean and then to tease until she was wet for reason