Shower Erotica Novels & Stories

I lose my control and scream out as my orgasm rocks my body. Aston steps back as my feet hit the shower floor. He turns me around and pushes me against the tiles. He pulls my hips toward him. I anchor myself against the wall, ready for what’s to come. Aston plunges himself into me, causing me to cry out. His hands grip my hips tightly as he thrusts into me. My upper body is pressed against the cool tiles, and I cry out as his speed increases. My body shakes as my climax takes over again. Unfortunately, I miss his release as my head falls back, and I’m thrust into a place other than the shower.

Even the embryos are off limits unless the lawyers sign off on it, along with both of us and everything’s notarized. I head to my personal gym and get my workout in. I know I don't have to go into the office today, so I extend the session longer than usual. Afterward, I take a long, hot shower. But of course, my mind can’t help but wander to Aria, her moans, her cries, her mouth on me, her tongue, her kisses, and how her pussy felt as it clenched around me. Instantly, I’m hard. I grab the soap and start working my cock, leaning against the shower wall. I’m completely lost in the sensation when the shower door creaks open. A hand grips my cock, and I open my eyes in shock.

Peeking across the hall, I let out a soft groan when I immediately see Savanna’s naked body behind the clear shower curtain liner. She’s left the bathroom door pretty much wide open and doesn’t seem the least bit worried about it. I watch mesmerized as she runs a soapy hot pink bath pouf across her body, spending extra time on her perky tits, lathering them up nice and good. The small glimpse of red nipple beneath the bubbles as they shift is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. Leaning back, she rinses off all the bubbles, slowly revealing her body to me, one perfect inch at a time. Not able to stand it any longer, I free my cock from my shorts and wrap my fist around the thick shaft.

Notice: SEXUAL CONTENT, READ WITH CAUTION Eric’s POV I won’t deny it. I liked it, every time she took the initiative. It proved she liked me too. Everything about her was just so damn great. With her legs wrapped around my waist, she trembled every time I thrusted in deeper. We were under the shower. I slammed her back on the the bathroom wall. Luckily the walls were made of thick glasses. I kissed her deeper and held her buttocks and slammed deeper into her.

She pinched and pulled, breath hitching as her pussy clenched around nothing, desperate for more. Ley spread her thighs wider, angling the head lower to let the water rush over her entrance. It teased her hole, the pressure probing like insistent fingers, making her walls flutter. She dipped two fingers inside herself, thrusting them in and out while the shower jet battered her clit. The dual stimulation had her moaning loudly, the sound bouncing off the walls. Her fingers curled, rubbing that ridged spot deep inside, while the pulsing water made her clit swell even more, throbbing under the onslaught.

Following proper hygiene, I diligently wash my hands, ensuring they are clean and refreshed. Turning on the faucet, I adjust the water temperature to a soothing warmth, preparing myself for a relaxing shower. As I step under the cascading water, a soft moan escapes my lips, a testament to the pleasurable exhaustion my body feels from the passionate encounters I've shared with my two mates. Their devoted attention fulfills the desires and cravings of my body, leaving me with a sense of satisfaction and contentment.

Shamefully, eagerly wet. His fingers traced the edge of my panties, feeling how soaked the fabric had become. A quiet shiver ran through me as he pressed the flat of his hand firmly against my center, rubbing slow circles over my swollen clit through the drenched lace. The pressure was perfect, teasing yet deliberate. On the screen, a woman screamed as something monstrous chased her through a pitch-black forest, but I could barely register it. All my mind was focused on was Lucas’s hand working between my spread thighs in the dark.

She choked on a moan. “You don’t want me to stop.” I fucked her with my fingers until her legs trembled, until her eyes rolled back in the mirror. Her hands gripped the edge of the sink, knuckles white. “You’re such a liar,” I said against her ear. “You say no, but your pussy’s soaked for me.” She whimpered again. Then I pulled her toward the shower, yanked the curtain aside, and stepped in with her. The water hit her skin, soaking her hair, cascading down her breasts.

I reached for him. His cock had finally escaped and lewdly poked through the opening. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen, and my pussy tingled and clenched with anticipation. He smiled and stepped into the shower. It was small, our bodies rubbed against each other. The slick soap added to the eroticism. Our skin was hot. His hard body against my soft was inflaming. His cock pointed out and poked and probed insisting on finding the entrance to rapture.

When we woke up again it was light outside and daddy took me to the shower. He'd designed the double size shower for sex play and in the next hour I learnt how erotic a shower could be. Daddy gave me two orgasms while soaping me top to bottom and then I got to return the favour. By the time I was done, daddy couldn't wait. He pulled me up by my thighs and threaded me onto his erect cock. He then proceeded to fucking me fast and furiously against the cold tiles of the shower. We then cleaned ourselves again before drying ourselves off.