Shower Start!

Tommie gasped, her hand wrapping around my length tentatively, comparing as water streamed between us. Hers dwarfed mine in the stroke, her fingers barely meeting around her own girth when she mirrored the motion on herself.

'You're... so hard for me,' she breathed, cheeks pink, the unrequited tension shifting into something mutual. Her submissive side yielded as I took her wrist, guiding her hand slower, teaching her the rhythm while I pumped hers, blending care with the building heat.

The steam wrapped around us, her moans echoing softly off the tiles, my dominance gentle as I whispered reassurances—'I've got you, let it out.' Our cocks rubbed together under the suds, the size difference heightening the intimacy, her length sliding along mine, precum mixing with soap.

Friendship was evolving, love unspoken but felt in every touch, her pain easing under my steady hold. But as her hips bucked instinctively, seeking more, I knew this was just the start—the shower's warmth promising deeper release ahead.