She was helpless but to stand there as she felt this sensual warm, steamy mist coming up all over her body. She noticed tiny droplets of water from the mist in that room collecting on every inch of her skin, as she felt like she was being coated all over in the most surreal experience. She looked down to admire the thousands of tiny droplets on her arm, as if to try to rationalize away the fact that her thighs, buttocks, and womanhood were receiving the same treatment. It was embarrassing, and also sensual, as she stood there debating whether she could allow herself to enjoy it.
Looking over the shoulder of the brunette standing in front of her, the brunette's blonde friend caught Lauren's eye. The blonde got under the last shower available, and was giving the brunette a look of sympathy with a pouting sad face. The blonde then suddenly instantly turned her frown-face into a mocking face and stuck her tongue out teasingly at the brunette, and then laughed. Although not meant for Lauren, Lauren got a little shock from the surprise of seeing the woman's face go instantly from sympathizing to ridiculously mocking, obviously teasing all along. Lauren's face flushed with the embarrassment that she fell for a gag not even intended for her, like a leaf in the wind of the emotional games only others get to play.
Lauren wondered, "Who is this laughing, confident blonde sticking her tongue at her friend and being the center of attention?" Oh, of course, that's Riley, she recognized, as the short, vibrant blonde pushed her hair away from her face under the shower stream, laughing as per usual. Riley is her dorm floor neighbor, and pretty much the most popular woman on the floor. She was pretty, flirty, social, cool - everything Lauren was not. Lauren at times wanted to be like her, and tried to be, and with each try she failed miserably.
You can't fake that type of social popularity. Riley probably grew up with funny, cool parents and many siblings, while Lauren was an only child.
Standing in the middle of the shower room, Lauren became very aware of the warm, wet, steamy breeze blowing all over her body from all the surrounding showers. The breeze was being instigated partly from a high-up, pushed-open window near the ceiling. The window was too high for anyone to see in, but somehow a warm spring morning breeze came in, danced around the room, combined with the mist from the shower sprays, and was caressing her freshly, helplessly naked and sensitive body. There was nothing she could do about it anyway, but as she started to embrace the experience, she was increasingly thinking it all felt kind of nice.
Lauren smiled to herself slightly at the irony, of battling both her own nervousness, and these unexpectedly vivid sensual experience. But it was more than just the physical. There was a vibe in that shower room, of women who knew each other, all laughing together, chatting -- it was a group. If someone called out, "hey did anyone get the math 302 assignment?", several students would naturally respond, like a shared conversation and group energy. If something funny happened, they would all laugh. There was a vibe of togetherness, and equality. She was a little jealous of how cool it seemed - a group against the world, taking on college life together.
Everyone knew Riley; playful, popular, and attractive. Of course, as usual, she was clowning around spraying soapy water at the woman next to her, who Lauren suspected was probably Alyssa from Econ but she wasn't sure as she partially had her head turned. Meanwhile, she realized the two women standing around waiting behind her might be Jen and K.C. from track -- women she knew from around but wasn't particularly close to either. Not that she would've minded being friends, it just never happened. It would have been way too awkward for Lauren to turn around now and start a conversation there naked. Besides, they seemed to be into an intense conversation between themselves behind her. She was reminded again how crowded it, naked women soaping and shampooing everywhere she looked. one woman was even shampooing her friend's head for her while saying something, as her friend held a bottle.
Riley caught Lauren's eye again, now playfully reaching over and spanking the butt of the woman showering two over from her, Brit. Brit playfully spat back a mouthful of water laughingly, showing all her teeth without self-consciousness. Lauren wondered why she wasn't part of that silly fun. If she tried anything like that, it would be weird and awkward. Brit was the cool, calm, collected all-American track star. Clean-cut, and busting out straight A's with apparent ease. Brit was another social extrovert; always talking, being silly, playing... gossiping.
Lauren stood there helplessly absorbing the playful scene, holding pose, as the sensuality of the sights and sounds...and sprays hitting her randomly all over began to build up into a little bit of a playful energy in her as well. As suds hit her in the face from some unknown shower, she smiled a little, pretending the other women intentionally included her in their splashing games.
As some soapy water hit her in the face, she closed her eyes, and decided to hold them closed for a moment as she was wiping her face. And as she did, the scene became even more vivid in her mind. Sounds of shower sprays variating, body parts slapping, and women chatting and laughing filled the void of darkness. Someone dropped what sounded like a plastic razor. Someone else quirted a bottle, probably shampoo or conditioner, making a loud squeezing noise. The echoing sounds of the scene with her eyes closed was much more striking.
With her eyes closed, the experience felt more physically intense too. She immediately felt not just random splashes of water from all directions, but the misty gentle spray from the culmination of all the showers' sprays enveloping her naked body, and sensually teasing it all over. The shared room mist was being gently blown around in a warm breeze from the open window at the top of the room to the outside world. The communal mist, as she thought of it, blew all around every naked bather there, and her, as if coating her in all their shared bathing energy. She tried to downplay it to herself, but it was kind of liberating to let go of some of her tension. Even, a little exhilarating.
Overwhelmed by the intense energies she felt in the darkness, her heart started beating faster, and she immediately got scared, opened her eyes and looked up. The ceiling caught her eye as the first rays of the sun were glistening on it through the window, dancing from the combination of first raw sunlight, the angle of the window, and somehow the sprays of water, mist circulating, and droplets splattering everywhere from below.
How beautiful, she thought, trying to ignore what she realized was a growing sensual feeling all over her body despite having her eyes open again. "No big deal", she said to herself, as the hot, blowing, misty spray caressed her naked body from underneath, literally everywhere, catching her off guard again, making her feel more naked than ever. The sensations reminded her of an outdoor shower, with the combination of powerful spray and array of outdoor breezes all over her body. She tried to ignore it again, distracting herself with a rainbow that began to glisten up in the corner of the ceiling.
The brunette standing in front of her did a little playful dance while yelling at Riley and Brit to hurry, and Lauren felt a liberating sense of freedom come over her like a warm, carefree feeling, for a moment. There was something contagious about it all. She wanted to do a similar dance too, but was too shy. But almost.
