Lesbian Shower Novels & Stories

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

“Shower. Both of you. I want her marked and clean enough to walk to her car. Not clean enough to lie about it.” The shower was too small for three and they used it anyway. Bennett took Quinn against the tile first, still half-hard, slipping in on his own mess, one hand on her throat just enough. Lila watched, then dropped to her knees and licked Quinn’s clit while Bennett was in her until Quinn came shaking under the spray. They did not rinse her the way a guest gets rinsed. Lila shut the water off with Quinn still dripping from the inside. At the back door, Quinn put last night’s jeans on over nothing.

she demanded. "Who's Eddie?" Blake returned, picturing the smarmy suit guy. "No. Absolutely not. This is completely unacceptable. Besides," she breathed deeply, trying to regain her composure, "where is the shower?" "Well, some guests bathe in the lake." He took in her incredulous expression and continued. "On the other hand, we do have a solar shower. I'll show you." Shasta followed him down the other side of the cabin, to the place where the tiny bedroom jutting out from the main cabin made a little sheltered corner. A post was situated in the corner with a pulley rigged to the top.

They entered the spacious bathroom, the warm light illuminating the shiny white tiles, steam rising as Lidya turned on the shower tap, warm water flowing heavily from the overhead shower like tropical rain, slowly wetting their bodies. Lidya pulled Leon under the water, his mature naked body immediately wet, water flowing over the curves of his chest and hips, making his skin shine like pearls. "Let's start with facing each other first... I want to look into your eyes while we move," she whispered, pushing Leon against the cold glass wall that contrasted with the hot water, her body pressed against Leon's chest, her hands reaching for his penis, which was starting to stiffen again thanks to

When we get to a specific room, Kia explains that it’s for bodily fluids and functions play. When I pull a confused face, she smiles, “It definitely isn’t everyone’s cup of tea, or even shot of whiskey, but there are some who like to participate in golden showers, brown showers, that sort of thing. Anything that has to do with bodily fluids below the waist, happens in this room.”

When she walked to the bathroom, Queenie hugged her arm and said, “Lily, let’s shower together!” Lily was stunned, she blushed. She said, “You’re not a child anymore, why do you still want to shower with me? I’ll go first, ok?” She patted Queenie on the head. Queenie did not let go of Lily, she pleaded, “Why not! I want to shower with you!” Then she added, “I’m not a guy, Lily, are you afraid I would do things to you?” Queenie looked at Lily innocently.

That sounded strange, yet somehow blended together harmoniously—just like her and her lovers. With that fanciful thought, she stepped out of the tub and moved to what appeared to be a shower stall. It was made from the same glass with trapped lightning material, but it resembled what she imagined a downpour in the rain forest would be like with its humid air and steam surrounding her while the warm water poured from the top straight down with no visible showerhead. It was an efficient way to wash, though not as relaxing as the bath. North made a feeble attempt with the cosmetics Lyssa had given her, but mostly stuck with highlighting her lips and lashes. It was a simple look, but she had mas

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

I had to leave soon, so I Saran wrapped my bandage and took a shower. Libra and her ass? She joined me in the shower, she cleaned me up then let me turn her around, rub some real expensive and viscous hand soap onto my rod and her anus. I let her take it nice and slow - the reason I had started my shower twenty minutes early - and I coaxed her into wiggling that delicious posterior down my cock mostly on her own. I wasn't sure why she tried to keep quiet. I hadn't met a Chalmers woman yet who could. Before long,