My First Time in the Steamy Bathroom: Roommate’s Forbidden Touch
The bathroom door clicked shut. Locked. My heart hammered like a drum in my chest. Lise’s eyes sparkled with that mischievous glint I’d seen before. We were alone. Inès and Léo were out. Just us, in this tiny space, steam already fogging the mirror from the running shower. I laughed nervously. ‘They’re gonna be back any second.’ But my voice cracked. Desire twisted in my gut, fear too. This was it. No turning back. She’d pulled me here after dragging me out of bed. My skin prickled. What if they heard? What if this changed everything? Her finger pressed my lips. Silenced me. Then her hand gripped my neck. Pulled me in.
Our mouths crashed. Hungry. Violent. I stumbled back, ass hitting the cold tile. She was smaller, but stronger in that moment. Pinned me down. Hands under my shirt. Rough. Cupping my tits. Squeezing. Nipples hardened instantly. I gasped into her mouth. Clothes ripped off. Wet skin slapping. She shoved me into the shower. Ice water hit first. Shocked my breath away. Then hot. Scalding. Pouring over us. Bodies slick. Trembling.
The Approach
She dropped to her knees. Water streamed down her face. Eyes locked on mine. Hungry. I spread my legs. Wide. Instinct. No thought. Her hands gripped my breasts again. Pinched hard. I moaned. Loud. Too loud. Tongue flicked out. Traced my folds. Slow at first. Teasing. Then dove in. Licking. Sucking. My clit throbbed. Exploded under her mouth. First time a girl’s tongue there. So soft. So wet. Better than imagining Inès. My hips bucked. Fingers in her hair. Pulling. She hummed. Vibrations shot through me. I came fast. Shaking. Screaming into the water.
The Instant and Aftermath
She stood. Kissed me. My taste on her lips. Salty. Sweet. I wanted more. Pushed her against the wall. But voices. Inès. From the living room. Panic surged. Hearts racing faster now. Fear mixed with the high. We froze. Water off. Towels snatched. ‘You go first. Distract them.’ I nodded. Dripping. Sneaking out. Slipping on the floor. Toe smashed. Bit back a curse. Made it to my room. Door shut. Breath heaving.
Later, on the couch. Pretending nothing happened. My body buzzed. Sore in the best way. Innocence gone. That clumsy rush. The risk. Her tongue’s memory burned. I’d craved women. Inès mostly. But Lise broke me open. Raw. Real. No regrets. Just a new hunger. Awake. Alive. Heart still pounding from the thrill. That night changed me. From tense bitch to someone who knew pleasure’s edge. Sharp. Wet. Unforgettable.
