I had just gotten finished with my basketball practices, and I walked into the girl's locker room with the other kids. The college basketball team had 16 female members and 12 males. The males changed in the other locker room.
I walked into the shower with the others and stripped down. The room was warm and steamy. I watched other girls pass me as I walked nervously to the shower. It was my first day here, and the coach had no sense of privacy, it seemed, because the showers were open and had no stalls or curtains.
I walked up to the shower, and learned that the shower had a retractable head. I always loved those, I especially used them whenever I was alone in the bathroom. You know, they say that a shower head gives a more powerful orgasm to a woman if the power is super strong. I always found that the pleasure was much more noticeable if it was low.
The shower's lowest setting felt like it was sending gentle needles to my skin. It was sharp, but it wasn't painful. It was strong but not overpowering.
I absent-mindedly brought the shower head to my breast and giggled quietly as the tendrils of water tickled my nipple.
A girl to my right looked at me, and I quickly realized my mistake. I pulled the shower head back up and walked out with my towel.
The girl grabbed my arm before I left. I turned around to face her, and saw all the other girls looking at me.
"It's okay, my love," said the girl. "Everyone here's done that at least once."
"Um..." I mumbled nervously. "If it's all the same to you, I'm going to head home now."
As I turned away again, her grip on me tightened. I scoffed.
"No one will find out. I promise," she said.
Okay...this was weird.
"Um..."
"Come over here," she said, walking back to the shower. All the other girls suddenly started kissing each other like it was a whore house.
"Won't Coach Ryalla find out?"
"No, she goes home as soon as we go to the lockers."
She brushed her wet hand on my nipple, and stroked with her fingernail in a circle around it. "I see," I said nervously.
"Sit against the corner."
"Oh...okay."
I hesitantly did as she asked. This was a weird basketball team.
I sat upon the corner of the bathroom, watching other girls tower over me as they kissed and touched each other. The girl in front of me pulled the retractable shower head off the wall and crouched down in front of me. "You ever use this before?"
I cleared my throat. "Y-yes, I have."