Shower Stories Novels & Stories

STEAM. SKIN. WATER. The shower is the best place to think. Except you're not privileged with the delicacy of choosing your own thoughts. It's like your brain doles out the worst scenarios. Placing it front of the slide on purpose just to torment you and right now, as scenes of Sre and Xaver's car porno flashed through her mind, she doubted if a jab from Lucifer's pitchfork on her arm would sting as much as her thoughts did.

Unzipped her gown, removed her underwear, and went straight to the shower. Sandra stood beneath the soothing cascade of warm water, the sound of its steady flow providing a comforting backdrop to her thoughts. As rivulets of water trailed down her body, memories from her past flooded her mind, transporting her back to a defining period in her life. The spray of the shower awakened recollections of Sandra’s determination and unwavering spirit during her struggle to pursue sculpting. It was a passion that had ignited within her at an early age, an art form that captivated her imagination and allowed her to express her deepest emotions.

Liam was in the shower, the sound of running water creating a soothing backdrop. I couldn't resist stealing a glimpse, seeing his familiar figure amidst the steam and droplets. With anticipation, I approached the shower, my heart pounding. As he turned and our eyes met, a smile illuminated his face. I couldn't help but smile back, feeling a mixture of relief and love. In that moment, words were unnecessary. We understood each other without speaking. I joined him in the shower, the warm water enveloping us both. The worries of the outside world faded away, replaced by an unspoken connection and a reaffirmation of our bond.

What the fuck just happened to his mind? When I pressed the "shower" button, the aquarium's water drained in a snap of a finger. Then there's a tube that went out, where soap is coming out from, and then a different tube showed up again. It's to wash away the soap soaked around the body of Yaeri. The aquarium's water went back. Finally, the shark felt relieved. And here's Harry, smirking, as if he's witnessing a human, getting drowned into its near-death experience.

Damn! "Chazz cancel the dinner. We'll go tomorrow. Tell them something came up." Chazz nod his head in agreement. We arrived back at the pack house. I told Chazz later and made my way to my house. I unlock the door and instantly began to strip. By the time I reach to the bathroom I was already naked. I went in the shower and turn on the shower jets and feel the warm water hit my skin. The water was warm and soothing, and the memories of my mate came flooding back. I place my head against the cool metallic wall within the confines of the shower, with my pulsating shaft in my hand. Fuck! Her sweet moans rang through my ears as they were the sweetest sounds I've ever heard from any female. I wa

Every night, it's like torture to hear her softly singing or telling me some gossip while she does her thing because all I want is to do is have her in my arms. But then she finally gets to the shower and the water running is my signal. 9 nights out of 10, I slip in the shower with her, spurting some ridiculous lie about what I need to be in there. Sky always pretends to be annoyed by my presence but she can’t keep it up for too long, so we simply start washing each other. Sometimes we fuck in there, but some nights I’m able to keep the torture going for a little bit longer and I wait. Or maybe I’m starting to get too old and the idea of a shower fuck is not as arousing as having her in our

I let the droplets of water cascade down my body, I wished it would wash away my worries like that. As I stood under the showerhead, the water cascaded down, soothing my tense muscles. I closed my eyes, letting out a deep breath. Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. I turned slowly and saw Asher stepping, naked. I gulped hard, my face turning bright red.. I rarely get to see Asher unclothed and Asher had never walked into the bathroom when I'm taking a shower.

Mom took my hand and rose off the bed, "Journey?" I kept hold of her hand and led her to my shower, "Our journey into sapphic, incest. Our dirty, nasty, horny, wet journey." My shower is roomy, but not vast. Our shower was sensual. I never realized how washing another woman's hair could be so exciting.

Another night, she came to his apartment with wine and desperation, and they fucked everywhere—on the kitchen counter with her legs wrapped around him, on the couch with her on her hands and knees, in the shower with hot water running over their skin and steam surrounding them. In the shower, he pressed her against the tile wall, her breasts flattened against the cold surface while he took her from behind. The water made everything slippery, and she gasped and writhed, her hands pressed flat against the wall for balance. "That's it," he whispered in her ear, his hips snapping forward. "Take it. Take all of me." "I want more," she gasped. "I want everything. I want to save you inside me so I

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.