It was late and the rest of the camp had turned in for the night. I was attending an Indian powwow and the dancing had made me hot and sweaty. The dance was near a school that let us use their locker rooms for the weekend. I grabbed my towel, soap and change of dress and walked over to the now darkened gym. A light had been left on in the shower room so I had no trouble finding it. There were narrow benches in the center of the room dividing the shower area. The air had turned cool and when I turned on the hot water, a slow steam began to rise in the shower. I stripped down and let the water rush over me, getting rid of the sweat and grime from earlier in the evening. I used a handled sponge to lather the soap and was thoroughly enjoying being alone in such a big shower (reminded me of the girl's gang showers in high school) when I heard a low feminine voice ask if she could borrow my soap.
When I turned around, she was standing so close to me, that our nipples brushed against each other. I took a small step back and smiled, handing her the soap. She was attractive in a tomboyish way. She was nearly my height but her hair was shorter compared to my long mane of thick auburn fire. I noticed she smiled a little as she stepped over to the showerhead near mine. I turned back to the water and was rubbing the rest of the lather over my breasts and down my stomach between my legs with the handled sponge, when she told me that she liked the way I paid attention to all the curves on my body when I shower. I didn't know what to say so I thanked her. I could not help but stare as she did the same with the soap I loaned her. Her breasts were smaller that mine, but her nipples were hard as rocks and unlike my shaved pussy, she had a small triangle bush that her fingers lingered over. She looked up and smiled at me with an expression of desire on her lips.
I am totally heterosexual and have never been sexually attracted to another woman, but she was giving me looks that could not be interpreted as anything other than raw sexual desire. My hands came up under my breasts and I lifted them up so the water spraying from the shower made my nipples stand out. She asked me to keep going and not to let her presence stop me. I don't know if it was the full moon, the heat or the steam - but I turned my face towards the water and let the sensuality of the moment overtake me. My hands flowed with the water down my stomach and onto my thighs, waking up every ounce of skin to the delicious feeling that had been stirring between my legs. I was aware of the woman in the shower next to me but somehow, that just seemed to turn me on more and I began to get more aggressive in touching myself. I turned the sponge around and used the other end to slide between my legs. I had just closed my eyes and was fingering my nipple with one hand while the other hand was rubbing the sponge handle between the lips of my pussy. I was feeling the heat in my body rise, when I felt the brush of skin against my back.