[Request] Communal showers

[P2003]

Originally Posted by stbmcm

Around 15 years ago I went to Isle of Wight festival in the UK with a group of about 15 friends. Fantastic few days of music, dancing, drinking and great weather.

The showers at the festival were separated into guys and girls and so they offered no real interest other than it was nice to have a decent shower each day. The cubicles were individual and had doors and there was a large changing area which had been divided down the middle to split the male and female areas.

On the last day my good friend Louise said she was going to go for a shower and at the last moment I decided to join her. On the previous days there had been a long queue so thought I would keep her company for that but when we got to the shower area there was no queue at all! I guess being the last day most people were just waiting to get home.

As well as there being no queue the arrangement in the shower area had changed to. What had been the girls area was now closed and everyone was just sharing the one remaining changing area and block of showers. As we walked in I noticed straight away that while most people were being discreet there were a couple of girls who were openly topless as they got dressed post shower. There was also one guy drying himself without making any attempt to maintain his modesty.

Louise and I didn’t comment on this change in set up and walked over to one of the benches and put our clean clothes and shower stuff down next to each other. I pulled my T-shirt off and my shorts down so that I was just in my boxer shorts and kept chatting to Lou. I was aware that I had never even been in my underwear in front of her before but as we were such good mates I didn’t think being in my pants in front of her was a big deal. Once in just my boxer shorts I started arranging my clean clothes ready for post shower and sorting out my shower gel, toothbrush etc.

Lou removed her top and skirt and was now standing in her white bra and girl boxers. She has great boobs and I couldn’t help but glance at them in her lightweight bra which her nipples were poking against the fabric in. Lou wrapped her towel around her waist and then removed her boxers so I did the same. We then walked to the showers with our towels round our waists and with Lou wearing her bra.

We got into cubicles next to each other and carried on chatting as we showered. I noticed Lou’s bra being hung over the door to her cubicle and couldn’t help but think that she was naked literally 2 metres away from me while we were talking! I decided to lengthen my shower until Lou was also done so that we would head back to the changing area together.

When Lou’s water turned off I wrapped my towel around me and stepped out of my cubicle. A moment later Lou stepped out and had her towel wrapped around her above her boobs so that everything was covered. I noticed that her long hair was dripping wet and wondered if she had another towel to use. With her towel wrapped higher up her body most of her legs were on show and it crossed my mind that she was naked under that short towel as I walked back across the changing area with her to our stuff.

Two hippy looking girls were drying off just next to where our stuff was and while they were not flaunting their nakedness they were just going about drying themselves in a normal way resulting in their naked bodies being visible to the people near to them. I decided to set the tone and said to Lou “I’m not going to try and awkwardly dress myself under my towel while still quite wet so if you are going to be shocked I suggest you turn away!” Lou laughed and responded “Crack on, I’m not perving but I’m not going to hide my face either!”

With that endorsement I went about drying myself. Initially with the towel still wrapped around my waist but then when I got to drying my torso I undid it and exposed my lower half. I was facing towards the benches with our stuff on them and so side on to Lou. I was slightly excited about the situation and so while in no way a semi, I was pleased to note that my cock was looking decent. Lou still had her towel around her but was drying her bum and fanny by rubbing the fabric around and had her back half turned to me. I asked her which bands she wanted to see today and so she turned back towards me to engage and I could see her eyes immediately flick down to my exposed cock. I made no attempt to cover myself and kept drying my hair while continuing to chat. Lou took it in her stride and didn’t seem bothered.

She picked up a pair of knickers and bent down to step into them and then pulled them up while her towel was still wrapped around her. As soon as she had pulled them up she turned away from me and undid her towel and pulled it up to dry the rest of her back and arms. I noticed immediately that she had put on a thong and so I now had a great view of her bum, something I had never seen before.

In an attempt to maintain our dialogue I commented on the fact that there were far more girls than guys in the changing area and jokingly said “makes me feel slightly more self-conscious than I would have done otherwise!” Lou turned her head around to look across the changing area and it was true, there were probably 20 girls and only 4 or 5 guys. Lou turned back towards me and was now holding her towel across her chest. I deliberately made no effort to hide myself and went about my business being as relaxed and natural as possible. I put one foot up on the bench to dry it and then the other all the while remaining naked and with Lou now facing me and chatting away.

After a moment’s hesitation she removed the towel from her boobs and started drying her hair. She wasn’t facing directly towards me but was sort of side on so I could see one of her boobs. I deliberately didn’t turn to face her initially and so just stole quick side glances. Lou then hung her towel over her shoulders and picked up her denim shorts and stepped into them. As she did she said “It’s going to take a few minutes to dry my hair properly so felt like I didn’t need to have my bum on display the whole time!” By now I was standing facing towards Lou but was holding my towel in front of myself so as not to appear overly keen to be naked around her. With her shorts pulled up she was now facing mainly towards me and she lifted the towel back to her hair and therefore fully exposed her boobs to me. Lou’s boobs were very nice - probably a C cup, maybe D and round and full. She had light pink nipples and areola and her nipples were quite erect.

Lou bent forwards and flicked her wet hair down so that she was almost bent double and started vigorously rubbing the towel through her long hair. This made her boobs hang down and swing around as she moved about which was a fantastic view of them! Seeing her boobs in this way and in a public setting was getting me quite excited and I was aware that my cock was getting more blood in it and was basically semi-erect under my towel.

Lou stood back up and held her towel infront of her as she picked up her hairbrush. I decided to stick with the open approach we had adopted and picked up my boxers and dropped my towel to put them on. Lou’s eyes went straight to my now much larger and fuller penis which was not sticking out forwards but was definitely bouncing rather than dangling! I pulled my boxers up and you could clearly make out my penis straining against the fabric. Lou’s eyes had stayed on me while this happened and she now looked away slightly embarrassed that I had noticed her staring. “Thought I had better get some clothes on before that became anymore unmanageable” I said to try and make light of the situation. “Don’t know what you are talking about” she said as she grinned at me.

With that she put down her hairbrush and dropped her towel on to the bench. She was now facing me as I sprayed deodorant under my arms and she asked if she could borrow mine. I handed it to her and she lifted one arm after the other to spray it all the time facing towards me and chatting happily while topless.
Lou reached down and picked up her bra and started putting it on. Once done up she adjusted her boobs in the cups and pulled her T-shirt on.

We finished getting ready and headed back to our campsite and friends. Years on and I still see Lou quite regularly. She is now married with a young child. We have never really discussed the festival shower experience although on one occasion a few years ago she did mention when we were with a group of people that I had seen her boobs before.

Nice, thorough account without any annoying embellishments or obviously fantastical sequences. Thank you!

[bouquets]

A few of the posts about festivals really chime with my own experiences. I have been to Glastonbury quite a few times, the showers were exactly as a previous poster described. Prior to that they were completely open and mixed, but sadly I missed out on that experience. Must have been incredible.

For me, it was mixed changing rooms, but shower cubicles, and it was very nice and all, but nothing particularly exciting.

But one year...

A few of us were hanging at the campsite, taking a break from the relentless band-hopping. I knew late afternoon and early evening was when the queues at the showers were shortest, so I said I was going to head over there. Got my towel from my tent and off I went. I was picking my way through the guy ropes of other people's tents when a voice behind me called, "Wait!"

I looked round to see a friend of a friend skipping after me. Pretty little thing, slim with long auburn hair. Very smart, very funny, but definitely had a couple of screws loose. We called her The Danger.

It was about a 15-minute walk to the showers, and we chatted about this and that, bands we'd seen, bands we wanted to see, where to find the best falafel, how this shower was going to sort her right out. We had had this flirty thing going on for, who knows, a year, but nothing had ever come of it. She's a flake, she's a headfūck, I already told you she's The Danger. And for once, it's just the two of us.

We get there, and sure enough there isn't much of a queue. Maybe ten minutes. She's bouncing around, excited to give her hair a good wash after three days of sweat and dust (it was a hot, dry year). As we get close, we can see into the space. A long row of quite roomy shower cubicles on the right, changing area on the left. There's a nice, calm atmosphere, people quietly getting clean and enjoying doing so. The early evening light cast a beautiful golden glow on the place. All in all it was a world away from the hustle and bustle of the festival, and I felt like staying as long as I could.

At some point, as she's watching people move between the changing area and the showers, the penny drops for The Danger. "Wait, is this mixed?"
"Yep. Should I have mentioned that? Is it going to be an issue?"
"Nah, fūck it, we've come this far. When in Rome, right?"
"Right. It's only a big deal if you make it a big deal."
"I'll ignore you and you can ignore me", she said. Was that a glint in her eye, or wishful thinking on my part?

The people on the door let us through. She went just ahead of me to get changed. We found two spots in the same section, where there were two benches facing each other. She went to one side, I went to the other, and we undressed with our backs to each other.

She must have got ready lightning fast, because by the time I looked up, she was already in the shower. Lucky her - every other cubicle had two or three people waiting in front of it, so I was in for a wait.

Now, the shower doors weren't completely solid, but only a really determined perv could have seen anything worthwhile through them. Instead, I tried to catch the eye of The Danger, who was just about able to see over the top of the door. I stood there, towel around my waist, hands on hips, tapping my foot and rolling my eyes in exaggerated frustration that I was going to have to wait a while. She chuckled, looked down and to the side, and beckoned with her hand, mouthing "come on".

"Huh?"
I walked over towards the door and stood two paces from it.
"What do you mean?"
"I said come on"
"Are you serious?"
"Hurry up before I change my mind"
I took my towel from around my waist, tossed it over the top of the door, and stepped in.

She was standing at 90 degrees to the door, her right heel raised a little to keep things discreet, looking at the partition between this cubicle and the next. Her hair was shaped into a ponytail, falling down over her right shoulder, just about covering her right nipple. She was completely naked, but serene, in control of the situation, whereas I was standing there, shaking, in utter disbelief.

"Right, let's get it out of the way." She turned towards me, locked eyes, put her hands on my shoulders. I do my best to be a gentleman, and she knows it, otherwise I suppose I wouldn't be there. I wouldn't so much as break eye contact without her consent. "Go ahead and look." She looked down, and so did I.

The water from the shower was flowing down her untied hair, dripping from a tiny waterfall at the edge of her small breast, down towards her flat stomach. I followed it as it became channeled by invisible downy hairs, across the tiny curve below her belly button, towards the little patch of reddish-brown between her legs. Unforgettable.

But I couldn't let my gaze dwell too long. Can't be greedy. Just a glimpse. I looked back up and met her eye. She had one eyebrow raised. We both grinned. The grin broke into a laugh. Ice broken. Curiosity satisfied. Let's get clean, shall we?

I'd love to tell you we spent the next half hour in there soaping each other up, but that's not what happened. We just took turns under the shower head, got ourselves good and clean, and giggled a lot, while I struggled to keep it below half mast. A playful hip bump here, a shoulder nudge there, but that's about it.

Conscious of other people waiting, we were done after ten minutes or so. By the time we stepped out we were both feeling a lot less inhibited than when we got in, so we walked back to the changing area uncovered. We put our towels on our spots on the benches and sat down facing each other, drying off in the warm air. It didn't matter who saw us now. We stayed like that for a few minutes, exchanging smirks, shaking our heads at what we'd just done.

We got dressed and headed back in the light of the golden hour, feeling brand new. As we walked along the old railway track, she took hold of my upper arm and leaned in. "Don't tell anybody, OK?"
"I told you, it's only a big deal if you make it a big deal."
"Right. No big deal. Who are we going to watch tonight?"

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PS: The Danger and I never did get it together. That was as good as it got.

[Shihoin]

I've been to a few nudist resorts with communal showers, and there seems to be two categories of female showerers (is that even a word?). Those that face the wall and those that face out.

My wife will face the wall unless someone strikes a conversation with her; and if that happens she will turn around only briefly. My ex - as well as some women I've seen - will not only face out; but will proceed with lathering up tits, ass and sometimes even pussy while interacting with other people.
Even if it's just "confident practicality" in their eyes, they must be aware of the optics to men of a woman openly running her hands all over her body. Because otherwise it's just "plausible deniability."

[MTiga]

I went once to a public sauna in Germany with a female colleague my age. We had not seen each other naked before. It was totally casual, no flirting or anything, we were both in a relationship. There were two showers opposite each other and when we went to take a shower she kept facing me. I did likewise. I guess she enjoyed the view as much as I did. I am pretty fit with visible abs so don't know if that had anything to do with it.