Shower Stories Novels & Stories

All my dreams are coming true in the form of a giant gorilla. Later that day, after spending a couple of hours in bed, I'm in the shower. Tatum wants to go out for dinner, and then we'll find a place I can shift for the first time. I don't want to think about the cheers Zara was doing in my head each time we had sex. "Rah, rah, the more you spread, the deeper he'll go. If you can't do it, I will." I groan as she repeats them. "I think my cheers are great, thank you very much."

ago and had come to peace with her children . I looked at the seat at the long table as I watched each guest fill a spot on the table as we took our meal and thought back and revisited the memories of yesterday . I'm glad for everything that took place in my life I'm glad for every person I met and for every one I lost . I guess God really planned my future well. Although at the start of it all I experienced bitter moments the rainbow finally came after the storm. I took a spoon and clicked it on the wine glass I had in my hand to gain their attention . I have something to say I said . Well the thing is there is a bun in the oven . Henry and I are expecting our first child . I heard the cho

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Her legs were around me, and she held on to my neck while my hands were around her ass. I was only wearing my pajama pants, and she was in my shirt and her underpants. I stood with her in the middle of the shower and turned it on using my voice. "Shower, turn on Program 5." "You can talk to the shower?!" she said, surprised, until the shower turned on and she started to laugh. I had chosen a program I had never used, called the disco program. Lights came from every wall in different colors, the showers sprayed from every side, and both the lights and water were in sync with the music that started to play.

Ugh, can this day be over already? I adjusted my posture on the sofa, leaning against it as I listened to the sound of the shower running. The water poured down from the showerhead, splashing against the tiles and creating a constant, monotonous noise. It was like a never-ending rainstorm, meant to wash away all of Eric's dirt and grime from the day. And make him feel better, I guess.

Suddenly, the shower sprang to life, unleashing a torrent of water that drenched us both. "Malik! Watch out," she warned as she tried to dart past me for a towel. I grasped the handle again, attempting to tame the unruly water pressure, but the showerhead seemed to have taken on a life of its own. It swivelled wildly, sending a powerful jet of water cascading over us. In her attempt to escape the flood, Ezinne pushed against me. My footing on the slick tiles failed, and in a desperate bid to stabilize myself, I reached out for Ezinne. But it was the wrongest thing I had ever done because we both lost our balance and tumbled to the ground, landing in limbs and splashing water, in a wet heap o

The low murmur of their exchange was a soothing backdrop to the events that had unfolded throughout the day. However, as I ascended the stairs to my room and stepped into the shower, the relentless cascade of water served as a catalyst for deep contemplation. It was during this solitary moment that I allowed myself to confront the swirling thoughts and emotions that had been building throughout the day. As the water cascaded over me in the shower, I replayed the events of the day. It was a time for self-reflection, a moment to question the boundaries of my role as her guardian. Blaire's playful challenge had breathed new life into our relationship, and I found myself navigating uncharted ter

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.

"Don't stare puppy, you never seen a naked woman before? Now you may let that water out of your dirty little bottom" The relief was almost to much, the filthy water poured onto the floor of the shower, running between his toes and down the plug. Graham felt horrified at his display, he felt a new level of shame as he sank further into submission, he hung there like a rag, head bowed, exhausted by the experiences of the past few hours.

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************