We’ve been roommates for six months and the tension’s been ridiculous. Thin walls, shared bathroom, him always “forgetting” his towel so he walks past my room half naked.
Tonight I’m in the shower, steam everywhere, music playing low, door cracked because the lock’s been broken forever. I’m rinsing shampoo, eyes closed, when I feel the air shift. Peek through the fogged glass, he’s standing in the doorway, towel low on his hips, just… watching.
I should yell. Instead I lock eyes with him, slow motion slide the door open a little more, let the water run down my tits while I keep washing like I don’t see him.
He drops the towel. Thick, already hard. undresses, pushes me against the tile wall, cold on my back, hot water on my front.
No words. He lifts me by the thighs, pins me to the wall, slides in raw, one deep thrust that makes me gasp loud enough for the neighbors to hear.
Shower pounding down on us, my legs wrapped around his waist. He fucks me hard and fast, water splashing, one hand over my mouth so we don’t wake the whole building.
I come in under a minute, shaking, biting his palm, pussy clenching so tight he groans into my neck.
He speeds up, slams deep, and unloads, thick, hot ropes flooding me while the water washes everything else away.
Stays inside until I stop trembling, then lowers me slow, kisses my forehead like it was planned all along.
Pulls out, watches his cum swirl down the drain between my feet, turns the water off.
“Door’s still broken tomorrow,” he says, smirking, and walks out dripping.
I finished my shower with his load still inside me and a permanent smile
i had to share :)