A Shower Feels Good After A Long Day [Futanari]

They say that a shower will feel good after a long day. They say that a good workout will make you feel great, and that a nice shower after a good workout will make you feel even better. That a shower is supposed to help you feel good after a long bad day.

The women’s locker room has been empty for a while now. Other than myself. This late there’s no one around the gym left to bother. I did my stretches, my laps, my reps, and now I’m idling under the lone running shower head in the cavernous group shower.

I stand limp as the water runs down my body. It’s nice and warm, matting my blonde hair onto my pale shoulders and upper back. I turn once in a while just to make sure nothing goes dry. It feels weird if something dries up when everything else is wet. But it does feel good when a dry spot is refreshed. It must be that relief that comes when you finally get rid of a discomfort or a pain, though at a smaller scale. When you are provided a release of all your negative emotions that have built up and then you are left with a blissful calm.

I turn once more then stop in place. There’s movement in between the lockers. Someone, a woman presumably, comfortable enough to undress and prepare her shower gear without bothering to turn on the lights. The shadow stands upright and strides towards the showers. The echoes of her feet slapping on the tile grow louder. Her body illuminated more and more until her full being is revealed to me.

She is stunning. Absolutely gorgeous! A bronze goddess sculpted by a world class artist! Lustrous black hair in a chin-grazing straight bob. Bright hazel eyes and caramel lips pop against her darker tanned face. A perfectly lean body with a defined waist and plump thighs. Full heavy breasts accentuated with hard dark nipples. And what stunned me most of all is her dick, a thick rod dangling from her crotch that pleasantly bounced as she walked. A futanari I believe. It’s hard to take my eyes off of her.

Her sharp eyes catch me gazing at her. She smiles. A sincerely sweet grin aiming right at me. I suddenly feel so exposed, and I quickly turn away back to my shower. I listen to her walk to the other side of the group shower and place her things down. She starts her shower and I peek over my shoulder. She must be teasing me, choosing the spot directly behind me.

We shower in relative peace. She must be having fun. Anytime I’m turning she’s already there ready to shoot a smile at me. I take a peek and she catches me with a wink. This is so embarrassing! She must be thinking I can’t tear my eyes away from her amazing figure. . . She's not wrong.

She’s beautiful. I can’t deny that. She has an incredible body. She must have so much confidence. A lot of pride. Maybe she’s ambitious too. A real go-getter. Someone who doesn’t get bowled over by whatever life throws at her. Wouldn’t let anything get in the way of success. Never lets anxiety or fear take over. Never lets it defeat her.

I’m getting too wrapped up in my own thoughts. It’s not wise to get carried away like this. If I hadn’t been so self-absorbed I could have noticed her approach.

Her gentle hand lands on my shoulder and I shudder. I slowly turn and I am greeted by her friendly smile yet again. She presents her soapy loofah and gestures offering to wash my back for me. I nod. There’s nothing else I could have done.

She rather lovingly moves my hair aside and over my shoulders. She scrubs my back starting high and moving down. Her hands move with grace tenderly rubbing the suds into my back. They know to soothe my sore muscles as well. Sometimes I feel her tits wonderfully graze me when she shifts higher or lower. Wonderfully? Yes, that’s the right word. Her skin feels so wonderful against mine.

Not long after I almost didn’t notice a very light thud on the floor. She had let her loofah fall away, and now just her hands are rubbing my back. Massaging, caressing, and exploring. She works my muscles deeper and immersed wanting me to really relax. I sigh as the tension in my back melts away. Her touch is so wonderful. She daringly explores further caressing my waist and my hips. I wouldn’t dare to resist. Her hands are soft and warm and know just where to pinch. The warmth of the water could never compare to the warmth she’s bringing me.

Does she know what she’s doing to me? Does she know what she’s making me feel? She must. No one would reach that low and still be petting so sweetly without knowing what they’re doing. She stretched down to knead my glutes. She stretched down to massage between my legs. But really, she did that to indulge in the shape of my butt. To brush by my pussy and to rub her tits deeper into my back.

She keeps scrubbing closer and closer. I hear her let out a detained sigh. She wants to touch me. She wants me. Me? I don’t understand. Why would she want me? I’m nothing, especially compared to her. I’m not really pretty. My skin is either too blotchy or in the process of breaking out. My hair is dull and flat. I can barely fill out a bra that well. I don’t have an ass. I’m a blobby rectangle. I’m below average at best!

Her hands move away from my nether region and run up along my sides, caressing with adoration for my shape. Before I can whimper about her retreat something soon touches my pussy igniting my like nothing ever before. There’s no mistaking the throbbing presence of her hard cock rubbing along my parting lips. It’s so exciting, so hot that I can’t stop myself from panting. I place my hands on the tile wall in front of me to keep me in this position. She leans forward and starts cooing right next to my ear. Her hard nipples poke into my back. I can tell. She’s loving my heat against her dick.

She softly saws against my mound while her hands hold my sides. Her dick soon pulls away. I break out of my heady state in despair only to soon feel her dick rubbing between my butt cheeks and along my rosebud. The sensation is not the same, but it’s still intense. I’m not as worked up from that end but she is as live as she was before and she charges on. I could say that she’s just using me to get off, but I’m loving this too. The heat inside me keeps building as she continues sliding her dick against me. She’s not just using me to get off.

She rubs faster and faster. She places her hands on the wall, just above mine, to steady herself. I jut my butt farther back bringing us closer together. She gets even closer pumping her dick between our bodies.

With a stuttered gasp she cums and ejaculates all over my back. I arch my back from the impact. The heat of her jizz, steaming from the passion within, cuts through the warmth of the water and burns into my very being. This incredible sensation sends me reeling. It’s so hot. It’s so incredible that I can’t hold back any longer. I cum letting out a shocked gasp that echoes in the shower. I pant as waves of pleasure rock me. They ebb, and her essence washes away much too soon.

As I’m catching my breath I suddenly feel her weight on me. Her perfect tits falling onto and compressing against my back gives me chills. Her neck rests on my shoulder. Her pulse is quick, maybe as quick as mine. She speaks, her voice low and rich. Her breath is wonderful on my ear.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes…”

My hands slide off the wall, and I turn to face her. We look into each other’s eyes. Hers are overflowing with excitement and longing. She’s looking at me like I’m her most cherished lover. I can’t help but melt against the wall.

She pushes into me. Our bodies smush together. Her skin, her body, her heat feels amazing against my own. Her breasts suffocate mine and her nipples excitedly poke into me. She presses hard into me and desperately rubs her skin against mine. A real need to feel my body.

We have yet to break our gaze. I stare enraptured by her inviting hazel soul and she sinks into mine. We breathe each other’s heavy breaths. Her pulsating dick slides along my sopping thighs and her length teases my pussy.

She drops a quick kiss on me. A light brush of our lips. But she pulls herself back. She knows how much I want to taste her, and yet she’s sporting a sly grin. Her hands slip between my arms and body, and then slide down to hold me steady. She’s positioning herself to enter! She's going to fuck me!

The lovely futanari pushes into me. Her cock finds my waiting entrance and drives in. She’s fucking me. I almost can’t believe a angel like her is fucking me. My pussy swallows her cock whole. She gasps, her mouth left agape, at the wondrous tightness of my pussy. It feels so good, so heavenly! I can’t contain it and I let out another echoing moan.

She thrusts into me with a fervor. With a hunger for my ecstasy. Her hand reaches for my thigh and raises it for better leverage. She raises me higher fucking me against the shower wall with her alone supporting both of us. My body bounces with each thrust sending me gibbering and squealing. I’m being fucked silly and I’m loving every second of it. Each push of her cock sends a new pleasure racing through my body.

Her ****, her energy is so intense, and so overpowering. I’m being overwhelmed by so many joyous sensations. I feel like I could fade away. Carried away to my blissful end. I have to grab onto something before I’m lost.

I reach out and suddenly find myself groping her exquisite breasts. Perfect globes of soft malleable flesh. I hold onto them for dear life. My fingers dig in. These tits feel so incredibly delightful to squeeze. I could almost leave an impression. A reminder of this marvelous moment we’ve made together. Meanwhile she continues smiling, beaming at me and thrilled to see me enjoying myself.

My darling futanari eagerly drills into my gaping pussy. She finally stops smiling as something has taken hold of her. She braces and groans, and at her peak she cums. Her dick bursts absolutely filling me with her hot essence. My senses are flooded. I feel like I’m losing my mind and it’s incredible! I cum, my essence lost to the shower and her torrent. She exerts trying to empty herself and dump everything into me. I cum even more quaking from my rapture and her power.

She keeps thrusting into me. Each time another spurt of her jizz overloads my pussy. Every spurt another wave of bliss ripples throughout my entire body.

We sink down. She grunts and pants delighted about what she’s done to me. All I can do is giggle as I look at her. Her eyes. Her face. She’s so pretty.

She shifts around to reach a comfortable position. I think she’s not in me anymore? The thought of her pulling out, her dick slowly sliding out of my pussy, sends another shiver through my body. Or maybe that wasn’t just a thought? Either way I moan so pleasantly. I feel like I’m fading into bliss yet again.

I jolt awake with a yelp. That’s so cold! My shower is freezing for a second before the hot water kicks back in.

I’m sitting against the wall of the women’s shower at the gym. What time is it? The futanari?!

I jump up and look all around. No one else here. Not a single trace of her.

She’s gone. Was she even her at all?

I would have believed it was all just a wonderful dream if I didn’t think to look down. There, the sight of my rosy pussy gushing just a bit of her cum.

Wow. The only thing I have left of her. Well, unless I end up pregnant from this. Can I get pregnant from a futanari? There’s a lot I’m gonna have to look into.

I shouldn’t be so down. This did happen! I hooked up with a drop-dead gorgeous futanari! It was amazing! She came onto me! We enjoyed every minute of it! And I have so much to remember her by!

The way she loved touching me. How she loved caressing my body. Her smile. Her adoring gaze. Her delicious lips, her stellar tits, her unbelievable dick! I landed a babe of the year tonight!

It must be so late now. I should actually finish my shower and head home. Glad I don’t have plans tomorrow. I should go shopping! Maybe visit the salon? There’s a style a friend has recommended I try.

I wonder if I’ll ever see her again. I hope I run into her again someday. I would dearly regret not being able to return the favor, and wash her back.