Sharing The Shower 2 Novels & Stories

he added, smoothing his finger over the wrinkle between my eyes, just as I started to frown because I really didn’t have time to— “Because you suddenly remembered you needed to get up and ready for work. But I had to get ready too, you see, so I suggested we get ready together, save time, water, you know, all those economically sound reasons.” My lips spread into a smile. “Ergo, shower sex?” Ezra’s chuckle was warm and alive with amusement. “Not yet. But close. I talked you into picking up food and coffee at that shop together first, then I coaxed you to ride out to my place with me where I have this huge shower that would fit like ten people in it. Plus, it has this multi-showerhead system

AUTHOR’S POV They stepped into the shower area, and the sounds of bare feet stepping on the tile were getting louder and louder as they made it under one of the shower heads. The shower area itself was just a single room, blocked by a small door. There was no cover between the five or six showers, so they both had plenty of space to mess around and get each other clean. The whole shower room was tiled, so the two would have to try hard not to fall over because of how slippery everything was.

Her and James are sharing a pillow, their bodies entangled, and both have a trickle of drool running down their chins. I slip from the bed hoping to go unnoticed. Not having a moment to shower alone in two days I am looking forward to having the shower to myself. I tiptoe to the bathroom and close the door behind me quietly. I consider locking the door behind me, but that would be unfair to James if Lyra wakes and is still in heat. Hopping in the shower I do not bothering to wait for the water to warm up. I press my arms against the walls of the shower letting the water run down my body. Grabbing the body wash I begin to lather my body when I hear the bathroom door open, and I cannot help bu

but hot, coin-operated showers were a luxury we couldn't pass up, not after the long, sweaty day we'd just had. The shower building was tiny, there was theoretically a men's side and a women's, but each only had a single shower head inside, and the doors could be locked with a latch, so really it was just first come, first served. Vivian pulled me inside with her even so, declaring that we could share. She locked the door, and I reluctantly started to strip; she was just so beautiful, so intimidatingly sexy! She, of course, had no such worries, baring it all and tossing the first quarter into the slot, hopping straight in under the shower.

Having him lust for her helped melt away her nerves. Pretending he wasn’t there, she proceeded to kick off her flip-flops and shimmy out of her jeans, leaving only her panties. She slid them off slowly, letting them sit on the marble floor with her other clothes. The shower was huge, big enough for at least four people, although why there’d ever be that many people in a shower was beyond her. There were two showerheads. A couple’s shower. Had he shared this experience with other women before? Of course he had. And that shouldn’t bother her…but it did.

’ I yelped, my fingers digging into his shoulders as I shot him a furious look. I was so annoyed I thumped a fist against his shoulder, but he was all solid muscle. It didn’t hurt him at all; it just made my own hand sting. He let out a low chuckle, leaning in until his forehead rested against mine, nuzzling gently. His voice was a rough, deep whisper. ‘We’re sharing a shower today. The doctor said it’s fine now.’ I was speechless. Was ‘no’ even an option? A ‘shared shower’ was never just about getting clean, and we both knew it.

“And there’s not a shower curtain in your bathroom anymore.” “Oh yeah.” The pleasant reminder set a dark fire burning in his loins. Jim stepped closer, nuzzling along her neck until he elicited a low moan and a pleasant shiver that made him want more. Beneath the trail dust, the faintest feminine musk lingered, soft and teasing, and sent a static jolt into his jeans, stirring his member. “There’s a shower in the basement. It’s small, but two people can use it. If they’re friendly.”

That’s all I’ve got. We moved to the shower from the kitchen to wash up and try to cool down. It worked till about halfway in when Isis started stroking my dick again, and the strong scent of her arousal drove me crazy. And you know how they talk about how fantastic shower sex is in movies and books? They are liars. Those people don’t have a shower/tub combo in an average apartment bathroom. Minimal space. Hell showering together involves one of us being out of the spray of water. I tried to pick her up and press her to the shower wall.

“So what are they then? A throuple?” Ava froze. “And Ava Moore, she was blushing when Tristan kissed her. I saw it with my own eyes.” “Oh, my God. Imagine being shared by two men like that.” “Imagine them all agreeing to it. Rich people are… so different.” More laughter, fading as they wandered deeper into the terrace. Ava’s hand flew to her mouth, her stomach twisting. She wanted to blame them for gossiping. She wanted to blame Tristan for being so reckless. She wanted to blame Xander for suggesting this abominable thing.

The sight was insane Zara getting double-teamed screaming shaking cum and water running down her legs. Kai growled "Gonna cum in this pussy—take it slut—" Jace grunted "Ass too—gonna fill both holes—" They slammed in deep at the same time groaned loud came together pulsing hot thick spurts flooding Zara's pussy and ass. She came hard body locking up squirting around Kai's cock juices gushing mixing with the shower water running down everyone's legs. Screams loud raw bouncing off the tiles. They stayed buried grinding slow through the aftershocks letting her shake between them. Cum leaked out thick white from both holes dripping down her thighs pooling on the shower floor.