Shower Erotica Novels & Stories

So instead we wait for the water to warm up comfortably before getting under it. The shower is made up of three glass walls leaning against a fourth wall made up of small blue-green glass mosaics. The space is small and I try to figure out the best way to do it. In movies and romance novels, the girl is almost always pushed against the shower wall, her legs wrapped around her lover's waist while he does all the work. And while this may seem extremely hot on-screen or on the page, it doesn't work that well in real life. We both tried standing up once and it's not as easy as it sounds. It's difficult for him because not only does he have to carry all my weight, but he also has to do all the wo

He was greedy, tasting her through the soap and the water. Elena gripped the metal handle on the shower wall. Her knuckles were white. "Oh god, Dante! That feels... so good!" He reached up and grabbed her butt, pulling her closer to his face. He was licking her with a heavy, rhythmic pace. He used his fingers to open her up, watching as the water disappeared into her. The erotica of the shower was different from the bed. It felt cleaner, yet more primal. Dante stood up. He was rock hard again. The water made his cock look shiny and massive. He grabbed a sponge and started to wash himself, but his eyes never left Elena. He wanted her to watch him.

Without preamble he fills me, pounding hard and I take every thick slide of him drilling me to the slippery tiles. A tenacious finger dives between us, quickening my clitoris with expert pressure. My senses are so overwhelmed all I can do is hold for the inevitable shattering. His head bends to my chest where his tongue swipes across the ink – worshipping his name, written these as a sign of his possession. The shower’s done very little to diminish the script and watching him adoring our bond like that must be one of the most intimate, erotic things I’ve ever seen, my sex contracts in an adulating spasm.

My thighs trembled violently around his head as powerful waves of release crashed through me, my juices mixing with the shower water running down my legs. Ethan stood up quickly, water streaming down his muscular chest and abs. His eyes were dark with lust as he spun me around to face the wall, pressing my breasts against the cool, wet wood. He shoved his swim trunks down just enough to free his thick, hard cock. In one powerful, unrelenting thrust, he entered me from behind, burying himself to the hilt in my still-spasming pussy. The warm water made everything impossibly slicker as he immediately began pounding into me with deep, brutal strokes. One large hand clamped firmly over my mouth t

I was giggling under his care, then let out a moan as he started washing the soap from my body by taking off the showerhead, and sensually washing away the soap from our bodies, then giving extra attention to my private parts. "Oh my...Walt baby please..." "Open your legs wider for me baby..." he made me face the shower wall, as my back was flat to his chest. He licked and bit my ear playfully, I was playing along with his game, but definitely was not ready as he directed the shower head there. My hand instinctively went behind and grab his neck, as I felt the intense feeling of arousal and need to hold on to him. His hand was holding onto my waist, he was keeping me still as his other hand

She moans, "Yesssssss...Sweetie, that's it...yesssss...eat my pussy...eat my clit...eat it...mmmmmmm...yessssss...yessssss...that's good...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh!" Eric, grabs me from behind and starts pumping the hard flesh, "Here...sweetie, I'll take care of you." , While I worked her clit and Eric stroked, our moans filled the shower. He knew exactly what I needed; his fingers barely wrapping over the shaft, worked back and forth over the corona.

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

Lyra’s tongue swirls around in my mouth as I let her have control. Crushing her back up against the cool tiles, she wiggles her hips against my cock, coating me with her wetness. Forcing my tongue in her mouth, I press the head of my cock into her wet folds. I brace her back with one of my hands, as she arches her back against the tiles of the shower. She lets out a tiny scream as I thrust my cock deeper into her core. Grasping her under her thighs, I brace her against the wall and continue to thrust in and out. I pepper her neck with kisses, leaving a trail of marks leading to her breast.

“The thought of you naked in the bath, all wet and soapy is making me horny as fuck. Touch yourself baby, run your hands over your fantastic tits, and pull on your nipples,” His voice is husky, I can hear the need, I pull on my nipples groaning. “Take out your giant cock, and stroke it like you did in the shower, tell me what you were imagining while you fucked your hand.” As he described what made him cum so hard in the shower, i fingered my pussy, plunging my fingers into my entrance, then rubbing my clit, crying out his name as I cum, he is grunting and groaning as he reaches his release.

I shook my head at the thought again. I stepped into the shower letting the hot water wash away all the tension and relax my muscles. Pictures of Erik kept popping into my head. The way his smile lit up his face and the way his laugh filled the room. The way his rough hands felt on my skin. I could feel his breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel the desire building up, and I needed a release. I slowly slipped my fingers down to my vagina. Allowing them to rub my clit and slide into me. I thought of how it would feel to have his fingers inside me, touching me and making me scream his name. I slowly sped up my pace as the pressure built up. I pumped faster as I reached