[Pedro the Fisherman]

Somebody unhooked the shower head and directed the spray up and down my body, turning me slowly with gentle hands. Sian gently took hold of hands and pulled me towards her, she leant forward and whispered into my ear “my turn now" and slid closely past me. It was during this manoeuvre that I felt my fully erect penis brush against her naked hips. Sue giggled again at this and stood up to swap places with Alan.

Sian edged herself under the shower and I (mimed for her to close her eyes) as I placed my hands on her shoulders and asked “any boundaries?”, forgetting in my excitement to mime, this time. “no boundaries” she whispered in a huskier than normal voice.

As I picked up the shower gel from the floor of the bath, I was aware I still had an erection, glancing over at Alan, he (from what I could see was ‘unmoved’ by what was going on!) I dribbled the gel over her head and shoulders and started to get a lather on Sian's head and neck area. Sue was ahead of me, lifting up a left arm and soaping not only an armpit (some dark hair being evident) she extended her stroke around the front, where I could not see. I slid my hands down her back, feeling her backbone under my hands and marvelling at the soft skin on top of superb muscle definition, not like a bodybuilder, just firm to the touch. I reached her gorgeous little pert bottom way too soon.
Alan was washing a leg, but seemed to keep the outside of her thighs. I then thought ‘no boundaries’ mean ‘no boundaries’ and it had been said out aloud. I did the same trick that had been done to me, washing down her but crack and then sweeping upwards in two or three sweeps. I noticed a distinct tremble in her bottom, coming from somewhere deep inside her and felt pubic like hair through my fingers too. I decided to move down, where I soaped the lower parts of her legs and feet that Alan had chosen to avoid.
I stood up and slowly spun her around to face me. Her face was a mixture of concentration and delight, making her look doubly attractive.

Squeezing more gel into my hand, I slowly soaped from her shoulders down to her incredible small and almost muscular breasts. Her nipples both now resembled tiny wild strawberries, standing well proud of the small mounds of firm flesh. Another tremble as I soaped on down, moving my own body almost to kneeling position on the bottom of the bath. My face was now inches from her dripping (in foam) pussy. A thin line of hairs stretched upwards to her navel and although her Bush was verdant, it stopped short of spreading to the top of her thighs. I had a flashback to my shower with J****e the year before, so tried the same movement again. Sliding up the inside of her thigh until reaching the top, then rotating my soapy hand to wash (or caress?) her very sex. For a split second I thought I'd gone too far, she visibly stiffened and I could see Alan pull his hands out of the bath. I looked up, half expecting to be hit on the head by her fist. I needn't have worried, what I saw was Sue's hands busily soaping both breasts and Sian's head thrown back so water cascaded over her face. I thought it time to finish, quitting whilst I was ahead. Sue took off the shower head and started the hosing off of the lather.
I carefully (the floor was now soaked) stepped out of the bath, my knees weak and my tummy full of butterflies. I put out my hand and helped Sian to get out too. She pulled herself to me and then pushed us towards the other two “group hug guys, and then seconds out ‘round two’ to begin". We hugged, Sian and I still slippery and wet (but with my erection fast subsiding), the other two less so... but now it was their turn to get washed!

Phew, remembering that has almost been as exhausting and exciting as the shower itself.

Round two to follow in a day or so!