I clicked submit and closed the browser. It took longer than I had planned, but I finished the extra credit section of the online test. I looked over at the clock and realized how late it really was. I had started the test at 9:30pm and the clock now showed 12:00am. I was tired, but I really needed to take a shower to relieve some stress. I gathered my toiletries and left my room.
The dorm showers were a short walk down the hall from my room. It was now close to 12:30 am and it was my hope that I would have the showers to myself. As I entered the change room, I listened for the sound of running water. There was just the slowing dripping of a leaky shower head and the gurgle of the drain. Hurray for small victories, I rewarded myself with fist pump and started getting undressed at the nearest locker.
I made sure to lock my locker after I had stripped down, I had learnt first hand during the first week of classes that clothing seems to grow legs. During my first shower visit, I had put too much trust in my fellow students and had not used a lock. The end result was going to my first class without my bra and panties. They say that a first impression is everything, let's just say that mine was a bit nippley. I made both friends and enemies that day.
I decided to pick the shower stall furthest away from the air vent in the ceiling, the weather was still pretty warm and the last thing that I needed was to be freezing afterwards. The shower showed its age, the tiles were cracked and discoloured, and the drain looked like a sinkhole waiting to happen. But as luck would have it, the shower head was almost brand new and multifacet to boot. I turned on the shower and waited for the right temperature, then stepped under the flowing water.
The luxury of full water pressure, most of the time I get to the showers late and I barely get any hot water. Note to self, shower after midnight. I could feel the tension in my body slowly release as the hot water flowed over me. I love to watch the water take different directions down my body, appreciating every curve that I work so hard to maintain.
I took the washcloth that I had brought with me, grabbed the handle of the detachable shower head and gave it a quick clean. I changed the setting to pulse and decided to have a little fun. I adjusted the lower the temperature and slowly sprayed the pulsing water over my breasts. My nipples hardened immediately and my body shuddered with goosebumps. With my free hand I slowly caressed each nipple, then stretched and swirled my fingertips over them.
My pussy was on fire with the combination of pulsing water and nipple play. I was wet both inside and out. I had teased myself enough, it was time to test the pulsing water against my pussy. I took a deep breath to compose myself, then I leaned back against the shower wall and spread my legs.I put the shower head facing away from me and counted to three. 1, 2 ,3, go. I turned the shower head around and sprayed the warm pulsing water over my pussy.
"OH MY GOD " I screamed as the torrent of pulsating water hit my clit. "OH FUCK, FUCKTY, FUCK". While I scream out loud my mind was doing its own screaming and praying. Oh thank you shower gods for me taking the time to lean against the wall because if I hadn't, I would have collapsed on the shower stall floor. I was not prepared for the force of the water hitting my clit, it felt like shockwaves being sent through my entire body. Every fabric of my existence felt both numb and on fire at the same time. I'd had orgasms in the past, but only small ones. This was something new and I felt scared, dirty and insanely turned on.
I wanted more of it, I needed more of it. I grinded my pussy against the pulsing shower head, the pressure of the water trying to force the shower head away from me. The pressure building and building until I couldn't hold it anymore. The next few moments were a blur. I lost my grip on the shower head, my legs collapsed and my body slide down the wall in a heap of trembling skin and muscle. I thought that I heard someone screaming, but as my mind came back to me, I realized that I was the one doing the screaming.