It could've been the contrast between the cold, snowy air outside and the warm water cascading down my body.
Or it could've been the relief I felt after staying up all night finishing a paper due in a few hours.
In either case, I could not deny how delightful it felt to soap up my pussy during my normal morning ablutions. The feel of my fingers slipping along my slit was so welcoming. I knew I couldn't get out of the shower without satisfying myself first. A quick peek out at the clock assured me I had plenty of time.
I rubbed my clit slow and gentle at first.
Giving into the pleasure.
I looked around inside the shower for something that might intensify these sensations. Disappointed that there were no clips or barrettes to clamp to my hardening nipples, I reached for the bottle of shampoo.
Yes, that would do nicely indeed.
Getting the bottle wet under the stream of the water, I brought it to my dripping pussy lips. With relative ease, I pushed the bottle in deeper and deeper until my pussy felt full.
I tilted my head against the shower wall, allowing myself to succumb to the heat that was beginning to emanate from deep within me.
I worked my makeshift dildo in and out of my pussy.
In and out.
In and out.
I rubbed my clit.
Round and round.
Until I could take no more, my body convulsing against the wall.
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