It started when I ran across my friend Ryan and his girlfriend Naomi fucking in the shower. I was only returning a textbook I had borrowed, but somehow I got roped into their lovemaking. After knocking several times and getting no response at the front door, I let myself in with the hidden spare key. I was going to dump the book on the kitchen counter and make my leave when I heard erratic moaning echoing down the hallway. I started looking for Ryan without realizing what I was in store for. The moment I reached the hallway bathroom was the moment I found Ryan and Naomi in the shower, exploding with pleasure as they both climaxed. It shocked me, to say the least.
Soaking wet both inside and out, Ryan had Naomi pushed against the sliding shower door, her doughy, huge tits plastered firmly into the glass. The second Ryan withdrew his dick from Naomi was the moment our eyes met. Naomi was visibly embarrassed to find me standing in the doorway. Ryan appeared equally as embarrassed to see me too. I apologized and was about to run away when Naomi called out telling me to wait and hear them out.
As it turned out Ryan wanted a second round, but Naomi was completely exhausted from the first round (Ryan had fucked Naomi beyond her limits). She just couldn't please him a second time so soon. At that moment Naomi was reaching out to me, asking to take her place. She was totally okay with Ryan going down on another girl. I figured she trusted our friendship and felt at ease with Ryan and me together. Ryan found it a little strange, however, he was totally open to fucking me then and there. As for me, I wasn't totally down for being pegged by someone who was my friend. Sadly, Naomi seemed desperate to be rescued. Apparently her pussy just couldn't handle the strain any longer. It was like fate that I had walked in at the right time. I ended up agreeing to play along under the condition that I didn't want to be penetrated for real, nor take my clothes off. I didn't mind wet clothes because I preferred not to show anything. Ryan could use me to masturbate in any way imaginable, that was all. Naomi, considering our position as friends, actually agreed with the idea. Ryan seemed satisfied. He just wanted to get off again no matter what.
Just like that, Naomi and I swapped places. With fresh cum dripping down her legs, Naomi went to the bedroom to dry off and rest. Ryan stood there already butt-naked and getting hard again.
Stepping aside, he opened the glass shower door for me and I entered. Since Ryan made good money, the shower itself was large and high class. There was a wooden bench and multiple showerheads. I was just in awe, looking at everything, and then I heard a beep. I turned around to find that Ryan had pressed a button on the tiled wall. Steam started rising through hidden vents. Hot water poured from the showerheads. Within thirty seconds, the shower was getting so steamy that I could only see two feet in front of me. I stood to the side, still dry in my clothing and awaiting Ryan's next move.
"Let's not get too ahead of ourselves, Holly," Ryan said, saying my name. "Ready?"
From a shelf, Ryan retrieved a bottle of what I could only assume was shampoo or soap. The bottle read "citrus".
"Body wash?" I asked. "You realize I'm not stripping, right?"
"I don't care. It leaves more to the imagination; besides, I can still touch you. Now let's get you cleaned and warmed up first. You do me, and I'll do you?" Ryan asked, handing me the bottle.
We rinsed first using a handheld showerhead. The water soaked right through my shirt and shorts, even sluicing right under my bra and panties beneath. It was a weird sensation. Next, I poured body wash into my hand and began rubbing it all over Ryan's back, turning it into suds. I ran my fingers down his spine, around his shoulder blades, and then massaged his neck and shoulders a bit. Then I turned him around and worked the suds over his chest. Ryan was slender, not muscular, but fit. I could see the definition in his torso and upper arms. My hands glided slowly around his upper body until he moved, reaching to grab the soap bottle again.
In command again, Ryan spun me around so that he was standing behind me. I could feel his hands on my back, firmly massaging the citrus body wash into the wet material of my shirt. His hands traveled to my shoulders, down my arms, and then around to the front of my body. With his body pressed against my back, and his cock against my bare ass, Ryan worked the soap around my clothed breasts, softly squeezing. I'm nowhere as big as Naomi, pretty average. But even with my smaller size and bra, Ryan still managed to grope a little more than a handful of my boobs. All I could do was lean against him in pure bliss. It felt more amazing than I had anticipated.
Against my inhibitions, I started to grind against him, then turned my head around to kiss him. After a long and passionate kiss, Ryan took the handheld showerhead and rinsed us under a gentle stream of hot water.
"You smell great!" he said. "Just like Naomi."
Once our bodies were rid of suds, I moved closer to him again. I positioned myself so our foreheads were touching, and I could see his facial expressions as I put my hand around his dick. Without hesitation, I stroked it up and down while maintaining a pretty tight grip. The way he breathed while our faces were almost touching showed me that he was enjoying it.
"How do you want to fuck me?" I asked in a whisper.
Ryan removed his face from in front of mine and looked around the steam-filled shower. His eyes targeted the wooden bench with some product bottles on it. He stepped towards it, bent down, and shoved all the bottles to the floor.
"Bend over it," he commanded, pointing at the bench.
