This is a story I have carried around with me for many years and this seems the place to tell it. Most of my childhood summers were spent at my grandmother's house one block from the beach in New Jersey or the "down the shore" as it was called. I fondly remember many days of swimming and playing in the surf for the entire day and then heading back to the house where there were two side by side outdoor showers.
I always loved the outside showers. Simply two attached stalls with hooks along one wall for clothes and towels, and a big shelf along the back wall for shampoos and a wooden bench built in to sit and dress. The walls of the shower were about a foot off the ground and about 6 feet high I guess.
I loved the feeling of being naked outdoors even tough no one could see – especially when one of my aunts or female cousins was in the shower next to me. Just knowing that there was a naked woman only inches from me was exciting enough and we often chatted while taking showers. Since the beach was the place for bikinis and such none of the women were too shy about running around in towels and this added to my imagination.
Years later my grandmother had died and the family decided to sell the beach house at the end of the summer so all of us including my mom dad as well as my aunt Catherine and her daughter Kitty spent as much time there as possible- enjoying the beach and fixing up what had become a bit of a rundown cottage, for its eventual sale at the end of the summer.
I had just finished my second year in college but I was still a boy in many respects. My experience with women was limited to a blowjob that lasted only about 10 seconds and lots of groping and kissing. In high-school I was a wrestler and I still weighed only about 120 pounds.
One of the projects on my list was to fix the outdoor shower that had fueled my imagination in my growing years – it was made of vertical slats fitted together and the one directly below the shower head had rotted completely I suppose because of the constant dripping from leaky shower heads. Early on I took the board out completely which of course made a hole between the showers about 6 inches wide and the full top to bottom length of the shower. In the meantime all shower users would just hang their towel on the shower to cover the hole while showering and it worked pretty well.
Of course a towel isn't quite as long as the board so there were odd glimpses of flesh from the other side on occasion but mostly knees and thighs. With a person in each side of the shower, the combined two towels covered most of the hole well.
It had become my custom from many years ago to head back from the beach with my aunt or cousin Kitty so as to be in the next shower when they were washing sand off of them and getting out of their bathing suits. This summer was no different. My aunt Catherine was not the prettiest woman in the world but she had definite assets like an incredibly tight ass topped with large breasts. Many times I have marveled at how they swayed with their own weight in her bikini and under her loose shirts. Her daughter Kitty was not quite as well endowed but was much prettier and being 20 and a year older than me, she was often in my masturbation fantasies.
As I have said my sex life was more imagination than reality so I took full advantage of our shower sessions to quietly stroke my cock on the other side of the wall while carrying on normal conversation. On more than one occasion though I though they might suspect as I tend to grunt when I cum.
As the summer wore on, the use of the towels to cover the shower hole got a bit more relaxed and no one ever seemed to push me to replace the board. I must have sprayed cum into that shower a dozen times that summer with my naked cousin or aunt only inches away from my shooting cock.
On one particularly hot late August day I had gone back from the beach with Kitty and headed into the shower ahead of her to wash up. We were laughing at something and having a great time as she got into her side and I could hear her shower running. I had put my towel over the hole but could tell that she had not. It's not that I could really see her but there was definite motion and this was exciting enough. It occurred to me that once I removed my towel she would have a clear view into my side of the shower. This caused and instant and total hard-on. I quickly made a plan to shut off the shower and begin to towel my face and head so that I could pretend I did not know about her towel not being there. After all my eyes would be covered. With full raging hard on I pulled the towel from the hook and immediately started toweling my head. My cock must have been in full view of Kittys eyes and only a foot away from her naked body. After about 10 seconds of my display I heard her shower turn off. I turned away from the hole and continued drying, fully exposing my small wrestlers butt to her view. Finally it took all of my nerve to turn back and there – just two feet in front of me stood my dumbfounded cousin stark naked and staring like a deer in the headlights. Beads of water were dripping from her beautiful tits which I had underestimated until this point. Kitty had large dark brown nipples that appeared rock hard and while her tits were not as large as her moms, would have more than filled my greedy hands. The best part however was Kitty's clean shaven pussy. Although she had short dark hair on top there was not even a hint of stubble around her pussy slit. Now this was not the custom in the 1980's as I gathered mostly from reading Playboy magazines where women still had neatly trimmed bushes. I stared. Kitty still looked directly at my rock hard cock and let out a huge laugh and then a scream as she hurriedly wrapped her towel around her and headed for the house.
