Anna stirred and took a deep breath. The smell of lovemaking was still strong; she didn't think she'd closed her eyes long, certainly less than an hour. She was on her side with an arm and a leg propped on her friend Paula's body. She could feel the softness of Paula against her thigh and calf, arm and hand, and along her chest and body. Paula was definitely in shape, but she didn't have the more firm toned feel of Diana. Diana was draped over Paula from the other side. As Anna sorted out the sensations, she was pretty sure that she felt Diana's hand resting on her arm, and their knees were bumping.
Anna smiled as she remembered the wild toy play that brought them each to multiple orgasms and had so exhausted them. Anna felt that familiar warmth of excitement begin to grow in her groin again as the proximity of her beautiful friends began renewing her desire. She opened her eyes and the sight of the naked flesh caused the breath to momentarily catch in her chest. Paula's was the most tanned of the three friends and her full chest was gradually rising and falling right in front of Anna's eyes. Anna lifted her head to catch a glimpse of Diana. She saw Diana's hand draped over her arm leading back to the upper part of her side, the swell of her hips discernible over Paula's body. Her bobbed blonde hair fell over her face and pillow mixing with Paula's longer brunette hair.
With a sigh Anna gingerly pushed herself up and rolled over and off the bed. Her dresser, and the now unruly assortment of toys, was on the other side. She padded to the other side of the bed. A few toys were actually on the bed next to Diana and most of the rest that had been used were on the floor. She was determined that her evening's sexual exploits were not yet finished, but a shower was in order . . . and cleaning a few toys for reuse seemed highly appropriate. She looked around then picked up Diana's strapon (which she'd been using), Paula's new double-ended dildo (which had been used on her), and one of Paula's larger dildos (which Diana had been using).
Anna entered the bathroom and turned on the water in the shower, letting it warm as she filled the sink with sudsy water with which to wash the toys. With the toys soaking in the sink she stepped into the shower and sighed her content at the liquid comfort. She was still lathering her hair when she thought she heard a liquid plunk and saw a shadow pass on the other side of the shower curtain. A few moments later she heard the toilet flush and gave out a squeal of surprise as the water changed from hot to sauna hot.
The curtain shifted as a hand pulled back the far end. Diana's head peered around the edge and one foot was already stepping in as Diana asked, "Do you mind some company?"
Diana knew Anna well enough to know there was no problem with that. Anna gave her friend a big smile and beckoned her in. Anna was just sticking her head under the shower to rinse her hair when she felt Diana's hands intertwine with her own in her hair. A moment later she felt Diana's body pressed closely against hers and she smiled with pleasure. As she continued to run her hands through her hair she felt Diana run a soft washcloth around her body. Having her back and butt rubbed felt absolutely glorious especially as it pressed her body closely against her friend's. Then Diana stepped away and she felt the washcloth against her chest and abdomen. The other hand was also active rubbing around her arm, her side, her breast . . . she felt her nipples grow and become more sensitive to the stimulation. She opened her eyes as Diana moved the washcloth down to rub Anna's shaved pussy. Anna trapped the arm there as she stepped in close and gave Diana a tender open-mouthed kiss. With one hand on the back of Diana's head and the other on Diana's firm ass, she began slowly spinning a half circle until Diana was now under the main flow of the shower.
Anna reached down and grabbed the shampoo. On her way back up with it she couldn't resist stopping for a moment to lick one of Diana's pink nipples. She stood the rest of the way up, squirted shampoo liberally into her hand, then reached her hands up to rub them through Diana's hair. She lifted her head (before the shampoo had a chance to drip down) and gave Diana a deep kiss as she continued to caress Diana's head. Their bodies felt so wonderful pressed together in the wetness of the shower. Just when she thought it couldn't feel any better she felt the warmth and softness of another body press in behind her. With her eyes still closed as she kissed Diana she nearly swooned sandwiched between her beautiful friends.
She finally broke off the kiss with Diana and reached down to pick up the washcloth from a ledge in the shower. She turned around and smiled at Paula. Paula smiled back and said, "I hope I'm not interrupting?"
Anna whispered back, "Not at all. You can't believe how good it feels to stand between your two beautiful, naked, wet friends in the shower. Only you're not very wet yet. I'm almost finished," she continued as she rubbed down her legs. "You can step in; get some water." She hugged her friend and touched lips for a gentle kiss as she carefully spun a second friend in closer to the shower. When Anna opened her eyes again she saw that Diana had finished rinsing her hair and starting on the rest of her body. Anna handed the washcloth to Paula with a wink, "Here. Why don't you give Diana a hand."
Paula eagerly turned to Diana. She was a little too eager for she overbalanced as she reached toward her friend and ended falling against her. Paula's body pushed Diana against the shower wall, nearly hitting Diana's head against the showerhead on the way. Diana gave out a squeal as she pressed against the cold-feeling wall. "There, there," Paula comforted, "Let Paula warm you up." And with that Paula wrapped her hands around her friend and gave her a passionate kiss, the water flowing over them. They quickly ran out of breath and parted to pant for air.
Anna grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her. She made sure more towels were set out for her friends. She stepped to the sink and noticed that most of the toys that they had used were now in the sink . . . maybe all of them. She set a hand towel on the counter and began washing and rinsing the toys, setting them on the towel to dry. As she went through them she heard the continue splashing of water over her friends, the occasional squeak of a foot moving on the shower floor, gentle murmurings, and a few decidedly sexual groans as intimate contact was made in the process of washing.