They Take a Shower Together

Anne’s cheeks flushed as Tanya pulled her toward the steamy shower stalls, their bare feet slapping against the tile. The hot water cascaded over them, soaking their hair and running in rivulets down their swollen, milk-heavy breasts. Anne gasped as the heat made her nipples throb, a thin stream of milk leaking from one and mixing with the water.

“Damn,” Anne moaned, cupping her heavy tits. “These things are so full…”

Tanya bit her lip, watching as Anne’s milk dripped freely. “Mine too,” she murmured, squeezing her own breasts.

Tanya stepped closer under the hot spray, her dark nipples stiffening as she reached for Anne’s swollen breasts. “Let me help you, baby,” she murmured, her thumbs circling Anne’s leaking tips before pressing down gently. A thick stream of milk sprayed out, mixing with the shower water as Anne arched into her touch with a whimper.

“Oh God, yes…” Anne panted, her fingers trembling as she returned the favor, squeezing Tanya’s heavy tits until milk beaded at the peaks. The steam thickened around them as their slick bodies pressed together, their breath coming faster.

Tanya says I can’t let the milk go to waste as she suck on one Anne white huge tits. Tanya’s lips wrapped hungrily around Anne’s swollen nipple, her tongue swirling in slow circles as warm milk flooded her mouth. “Mmm, so sweet,” she moaned, her fingers kneading Anne’s other breast as rivulets of milk trickled down her chin. Anne gasped, tangling her fingers in Tanya’s wet curls as her knees trembled—the suction sent electric shocks straight between her thighs. “Fuck, don’t stop,” she begged, arching her back as Tanya switched sides, sucking harder until Anne’s milk sprayed in thick pulses against her tongue.

Tanya witched tits breastfeeding on Anne’s huge milk filled tits as her pussy was getting wetter from her hornyness.

Tanya moaned as she suckled harder, her fingers digging into Anne’s plump breasts while warm milk spilled over her lips. The steam from the shower clung to their skin as Anne gasped, her thighs pressing together—her pussy was soaked, aching with every pull of Tanya’s mouth.

“Oh fuck,” Anne whimpered, her hips rocking slightly as Tanya’s tongue swirled around her stiff nipple, coaxing out another thick stream of milk. The sensation sent a jolt straight to her clit, her wetness dripping down her inner thighs.

After a while of sucking Tanya pulled Anne’s tit from her and said now my turn as Anne looked down at Tanya’s huge swollen ebony tits.

Anne’s fingers trembled as she reached for Tanya’s swollen breasts, the dark nipples glistening under the shower spray. She leaned in, her tongue flicking across one stiff peak before sealing her lips around it with a hungry moan. Warm milk flooded her mouth, thick and sweet, as Tanya arched against her with a gasp.

“Ohhh, fuck yes,” Tanya panted, tangling her fingers in Anne’s wet hair as she ground her hips forward. Anne suckled harder, her free hand kneading Tanya’s other breast until milk trickled in rivulets down the dark, glistening curves.

Tanya’s breath hitched as Anne’s lips left her swollen nipples with a wet pop. “Oh fuck, Anne,” she panted, her dark skin glistening under the shower spray. She grabbed Anne’s shoulders, turning her roughly against the slick tile wall. “You wanna taste something sweeter than milk?”

Tanya says oh god I need to cum eat me out Anne please lick my pussy.

Anne’s pulse hammered as Tanya pressed against her, the hot water sluicing between their bodies. She could feel the heat radiating from Tanya’s bare skin, the way her thick thighs trembled with need. Without hesitation, Anne dropped to her knees, her hands sliding up Tanya’s toned legs before gripping her hips.

Anne’s fingers trembled as she parted Tanya’s slick folds, her breath hitching at the swollen, throbbing clit glistening before her. A thick pearl of arousal clung to the sensitive bud as Anne traced it with her thumb, drawing a sharp gasp from Tanya’s lips.

“Fuck, Anne—” Tanya moaned, her thighs quivering as Anne leaned in, her tongue flicking once—slow—against the swollen nub. The taste exploded on her tongue, sweet and musky, as Tanya’s hips jerked forward.

Anne’s breath hitched as she took in the sight—Tanya’s clit was thick and stiff, jutting from her slick folds like a tiny cock, flushed deep and twitching with need. She couldn’t resist dragging her teeth lightly over the swollen bud, savoring the way Tanya’s thighs clenched around her head.

“Fuck—yes,” Tanya gasped, her fingers twisting in Anne’s wet hair as that sharp little bite sent sparks up her spine. Anne moaned against her, swirling her tongue around the throbbing length before sucking it greedily between her lips.

Anne’s tongue flicked faster against Tanya’s swollen clit as she pressed two fingers against her soaked entrance, circling teasingly before pushing deep inside. Tanya’s hips jerked with a gasp, her thighs tightening around Anne’s head as those fingers curled just right—stretching her, rubbing that sweet spot that made her vision blur.

“Oh fuck—yes,” Tanya moaned, her back arching off the tile as Anne’s fingers pumped in and out, her thumb now grinding tight circles against her throbbing clit. The heat of the shower mixed with the slick sounds of Anne’s fingers working her, each thrust sending thick, creamy arousal dripping down Anne’s wrist.

Anne felt Tanya’s pussy tighten around her fingers, the velvety walls fluttering as she curled them deeper, hitting that sweet spot with each thrust. Tanya’s moans echoed off the shower tiles, raw and unfiltered, her hips grinding desperately against Anne’s mouth.

“Oh fuck—Anne, right there!”

Anne’s tongue swirled faster around Tanya’s swollen clit, her lips sealing tight as she sucked hard, coaxing out every shuddering gasp. The taste of her—musky and sweet—flooded Anne’s senses, mixing with the steam and the slick heat between Tanya’s thighs.

Tanya’s back arched violently as the orgasm ripped through her, her thighs clamping around Anne’s head with bruising force. A guttural cry tore from her throat as her pussy pulsed, thick waves of arousal gushing over Anne’s fingers—then her face.

Anne moaned against her, lapping hungrily as Tanya’s release coated her lips, her chin, dripping hot and slick down her neck.

Anne pulled back with a gasp, her lips glistening with Tanya’s arousal as she rose unsteadily to her feet. The steam curled between them as she pressed her body flush against Tanya’s, capturing her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss—letting her taste herself on Anne’s tongue.

“Now it’s my turn,” Anne panted against her lips, fingers digging into Tanya’s hips as she guided her downward. “Eat my pussy.”

Tanya’s breath hitched as she dropped to her knees, her hands sliding up Anne’s thighs before gripping hard.

Tanya’s breath hitched as she dropped to her knees, her hands sliding up Anne’s thighs before gripping hard. The steam curled thick between them, clinging to Anne’s flushed skin as Tanya leaned in, her mouth watering at the sight—Anne’s clit jutted out, thick and stiff, nestled between swollen, glistening lips.

She didn’t hesitate.

Tanya’s tongue dragged slow and flat up Anne’s slit, savoring the slick heat before circling the throbbing bud with deliberate pressure.

Anne jerked as Tanya’s tongue flicked hard against her clit, a sharp gasp tearing from her throat. The sensation burned through her—electric and relentless—as Tanya sucked the stiff little bud between her lips, swirling her tongue in tight, maddening circles.

“Oh—fuck—” Anne’s fingers tangled in Tanya’s hair, her hips rolling forward, desperate for more. Tanya moaned against her, the vibration sending shocks of pleasure up Anne’s spine as she dragged her tongue lower, lapping up the thick slickness dripping from Anne’s swollen folds.

Anne’s fingers dug into her own swollen breasts, the weight of them heavy in her palms as milk beaded at her stiff nipples. She moaned, rolling her hips against Tanya’s mouth, her thighs trembling as she ground herself harder against that wicked tongue.

Tanya’s lips sealed tight around Anne’s clit, sucking hard as her fingers slid lower, teasing the soaked entrance before pushing two fingers deep.

Anne’s back arched violently as Tanya’s fingers curled inside her, hitting that perfect spot while her tongue kept up its relentless rhythm. "Oh shit—Tanya—right there, don’t stop—" she gasped, her thighs trembling as she ground down harder, her clit throbbing against Tanya’s lips.

Tanya moaned against her, the vibrations sending shocks of pleasure through Anne’s core as she sucked harder, her fingers pumping faster, deeper—each thrust dragging against Anne’s swollen walls. The slick sounds of Tanya’s fingers working her, the hot water still cascading over them, the steam thick with the scent of sex—it was too much.

Anne’s thighs clenched around Tanya’s head as the pressure coiled tighter, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “Fuck—I’m gonna—” The words shattered into a moan as her hips jerked forward, her clit pulsing hard against Tanya’s tongue.

Tanya didn’t let up—her fingers curled deeper, rubbing that spot relentlessly while her lips sealed tight, sucking Anne’s swollen clit until her back arched off the tiles.

Anne came with a cry, her pussy clamping down on Tanya’s fingers as thick, creamy arousal gushed out—splattering Tanya’s chin, her lips, dripping in hot streaks down her throat.

Tanya didn’t let Anne pull away—her tongue kept working, slow and relentless, even as Anne’s thighs shook around her. Every flick sent aftershocks rippling through Anne’s oversensitive clit, her swollen flesh twitching under Tanya’s lips.

“Nngh—too much—” Anne gasped, her fingers tightening in Tanya’s hair, torn between pushing her away and grinding deeper.

But Tanya only hummed in response, the vibrations making Anne whimper as she dragged her tongue in broad, wet strokes—lapping up every last drop of Anne’s release, her lips glistening.

Tanya finally pulled back with a slow, satisfied lick up Anne’s trembling slit, her lips glistening. She rose to her feet, water sluicing down her body, and held her fingers up—still slick with Anne’s release—between them.

Anne’s breath hitched as she caught Tanya’s wrist, her tongue darting out to drag along the length of Tanya’s fingers, lapping up every trace of herself. The taste was thick and sweet, and she moaned as she sucked Tanya’s fingertips into her mouth, swirling her tongue between them.

Tanya’s breath hitched as Anne’s tongue swirled around her fingers, her own arousal throbbing between her legs. She pressed Anne back against the shower tiles, their slick bodies sliding together as she captured her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss—letting Anne taste herself on her tongue. The water pounded against their skin, steam curling around them as their breasts pressed together, swollen nipples brushing in a way that made them both moan.

Tanya broke the kiss with a slow, satisfied sigh, her forehead resting against Anne’s as their breath mingled in the humid air. Water trickled between their pressed bodies, their slick skin still humming from the aftershocks of pleasure.

Anne’s fingers trailed lazily down Tanya’s spine, nails grazing lightly over the curve of her ass before squeezing possessively. “Fuck, you’re good at that,” she murmured, her voice still rough with lingering desire.

Tanya chuckled, nipping at Anne’s lower lip before pulling back just enough to let her words ghost over Anne’s damp skin. “Not bad yourself, sugar,” she murmured, one hand sliding up to cup Anne’s breast, thumb brushing lazily over the stiff peak. A fresh bead of milk welled up, mixing with the shower spray as Tanya leaned in to lick it away, her tongue hot and slow.

Anne shivered, her hips pressing instinctively against Tanya’s thigh as arousal coiled low in her belly again.

The shower’s spray softened to a drizzle as Tanya turned off the water, their bodies still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure. Anne’s breath was ragged against Tanya’s neck as they lingered, skin flushed and sensitive, every brush of fingertips sending shivers down their spines.

Tanya reached for a towel, the fabric rough against her slick skin as she dragged it slowly over Anne’s shoulders, catching stray droplets that clung to her collarbone. Anne’s nipples were still stiff, milk beading at the tips, and Tanya couldn’t resist swiping her thumb over one, smearing the creamy drop before bringing it to her lips with a smirk.

Tanya’s tongue flicked over her thumb with a low hum, savoring the sweetness of Anne’s milk before tossing the towel aside. Steam still curled around them as she pressed Anne back against the damp tiles, her free hand sliding down to grip Anne’s hip possessively.

"We better get dressed before someone sees," Tanya murmured, though her fingers traced slow circles over Anne’s skin, lingering just above the curve of her ass.

Anne’s breath caught as Tanya stepped back, water still glistening down the smooth curves of her body. Her dark skin shimmered under the bathroom lights as she reached for her discarded thong, the black lace clinging to her fingertips.

Tanya bent forward slightly, the round swell of her ass flexing as she hooked the fabric over one ankle, then the other. Anne bit her lip, watching the lace stretch tight as Tanya slowly straightened, the thong riding up between her cheeks with deliberate slowness. Every inch of ebony skin was on display—the dimples at the small of her back, the way her hips swayed as she adjusted the waistband, the damp heat still clinging to her thighs.

"Nice ass," Anne purred, running her fingertips down the damp curve of Tanya’s hip as the other woman turned. Tanya’s gaze darkened as she watched Anne bend forward, water droplets still clinging to the plush swell of her pale thighs. The black lace thong stretched taut as Anne worked it up over her hips, the fabric digging deliciously into the crease of her ass with each deliberate shift of her fingers.

Tanya’s tongue darted out to wet her lips as she stepped closer, her palm landing with a sharp smack against Anne’s left cheek, making the flesh jiggle.

Tanya’s palm lingered on Anne’s stinging cheek, fingers kneading the plush flesh as Anne arched into the touch with a breathy moan. The humid air clung to their skin as they finally broke apart, reaching for their discarded nursing bras—stretchy black fabric already damp from the steam.

Anne hooked her thumbs under the elastic, the cups straining as she dragged the bra up over her swollen breasts, her nipples still glistening with a mix of milk and shower water. The second she fastened the clasp, the fabric pulled taut, the sheer material doing little to hide the dark peaks beneath. A slow, fat droplet welled at her right nipple, soaking into the lace as she exhaled sharply.

Tanya groaned as she pulled her own nursing bra over her heavy ebony breasts, the swollen mounds barely contained by the stretchy fabric. "Damn, these things fill up fast," she muttered, rolling her shoulders as the cups dug into her tender flesh. A visible wet spot darkened the lace almost instantly, her dark nipples stiffening against the damp material.

Anne smirked, reaching out to pinch the leaking fabric, her fingers brushing Tanya’s oversensitive peak through the bra. "You’re dripping already," she murmured, her own bra straining as her milk let down in response. A slow trickle ran down her stomach, tracing the curve of her hip before vanishing beneath the waistband of her thong.

Tanya’s breath hitched as Anne’s fingers lingered against her damp bra, the heat between them still thick in the steamy air. She caught Anne’s wrist, pressing a slow, open-mouthed kiss to her palm before reluctantly stepping back. “Home,” she murmured, though her gaze still burned with hunger.

Anne smirked, adjusting the tight straps of her nursing bra as another bead of milk escaped, tracing a glistening path down her stomach. She grabbed her gym bag, slinging it over one shoulder as Tanya tugged on a loose tank top, the fabric straining over her swollen breasts. Same time tomorrow Anne said to Tanya yea I’ll see you tomorrow.