Romance Blooms in the Shower

This story was originally written for the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2025.

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I woke up at my usual eight-ish time, grabbed a towel and my bucket of bathroom supplies and crossed the hall to the "men's" bathroom. I didn't bother getting dressed, or even putting on a robe. Any of the women on the floor who might see me had already seen me naked anyway, so there wasn't any need to cover up.

Emily was already in the shower; and since there are two heads in the actual shower room I was about to join her. However she turned off the water just as I entered the dressing area and was hanging up my towel. Emily stepped around the corner, sluicing the water off her body with her hands. As she rubbed the water off her breasts they squashed and bounced enticingly. Emily is about five foot five with shoulder length blonde hair, and braces. She smiled as she saw me, "Good morning, Johnnie, you're late."

I grinned at her, standing there naked as the day I was born, except with a raging boner. "I'll try to be earlier tomorrow."

"You do that."

If anyone had told me in high school that I would be regularly showering with four or five women, and occasionally with two or three others I wouldn't have believed them. I still don't, really.

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I was a pretty studious nerd in high school; I studied a lot and luckily didn't have to have a job to be able to afford to go to college so I was able to focus on getting good grades. I was on the track team because my friends were, and the team always needed bodies. I was never better than average.

Anyway, when I was selecting my dorm accommodations for my first year I thought it was a good idea to sign up for the twenty-four hour quiet hall. I wanted to be able to focus on my studies and the quiet hall seemed like a great idea. It turns out, though, that the quiet hall was not a very popular choice among incoming guys, and barely more popular among incoming women. There were only four guys on the floor, and twenty girls, counting the Resident Advisor, Anne. We are on the back side of campus, on the top floor of our dorm, and people only come here when they have to. There are a couple of the women who didn't realize what they were agreeing to, but they have come to accept the quiet floor.

The problem became apparent pretty quickly when the girls realized that twenty of them would be sharing a bathroom with three toilet stalls, three sinks and a two-head shower room while the four guys would be sharing the same size bathroom. The women's shower would often have a line in the morning while we guys could come and go as we pleased.

It was early in the second week of classes while I was taking my morning shower when someone came into the room with me. I didn't even look up at first, it was probably Paul; he was the only guy that ever showered at about the same time I did. When I did look up, though, it wasn't Paul.

It was Angela!

She was completely naked and less than five feet from me.

I was in shock until I realized that she could see me, too. I turned away from her and yelled, "What the hell are you doing! This is the guys shower!"

Angela said, "Yeah, I can tell by the lack of a line. I'm running late and I'm using this shower today, deal with it."

I turned to look at her in surprise as she turned on the shower and put her face into the water. She raised her hands up to push the water through her long black hair. I watched trails of water run down her body as she scrubbed her hands through her hair, thoroughly wetting it. With her arms up her breasts looked even larger than normal and the water streamed off her nipples. After the initial surprise of seeing a woman in my shower my dick started hardening.

I stood there in open mouthed shock as Angela bent over and picked up her shampoo. Her breasts hung free beneath her until she stood up and glanced at me; she realized that I was staring. My dick was as hard as it has ever been.

"What's the matter? Never seen a naked girl before?"

We live in the age of the internet, of course I had seen naked women before, but never in person. When I didn't answer she continued with a friendly laugh, "Oh, you haven't, have you? Sorry." I guess my lack of experience showed on my face.

With a giggle Angela turned to face toward me as she started washing her hair. She was fit and tone with soft curves over an obviously muscular body; her breasts were lovely and her pubic hair was a small rectangle above her vagina. As she scrubbed her hair her breasts bounced and jiggled. "Take a good look, it's the least I can do since you are sharing your shower."

My hand drifted to my dick and I started stroking it. Angela glanced down at me with a smirk, "Hey, none of that now! That should be done in private. Wait until you get back to your room, at least."

Angela continued washing, and I returned to finishing my own shower. I kept glancing over at the naked beauty beside me. My dick did not get soft until I got back across the hall to my room and took care of it.

I didn't tell anyone about Angela showering with me. First, I wasn't sure if she would get in trouble or not. Second, who would I tell? I knew a few people from classes, but the people I knew best were my floor mates. Several of us from the floor would eat together; I usually went down with the guys, Paul, Mark and Steve. Whichever women were available when we went down would join us. That usually included the blonde girl, Emily, although in the early weeks she and I rarely talked. She always looked good, but she was really shy. I was disappointed to overhear her talking about a boyfriend.

When we had dinner in the cafeteria later that evening Angela was there and I blushed as I saw her. I couldn't help but imagine her naked body, and I got hard under the table with my floor mates sitting around me. Luckily I was able to lose the erection before I had to leave.

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The next morning the shower was running when I got to the bathroom, and when I pushed open the doorway there was a girls robe and towel hanging there, but it wasn't Angela's. What the hell was going on here? Whoever it was had come in the men's room on purpose, so I wasn't going to delay my day.

As I stepped into the shower Sarah was bent over shaving her legs. As I moved past her to get to the second shower head I was already hard. She glanced at my dick as she stood up and said, "Hi Johnnie, Angela said you didn't seem to mind her showering with you yesterday."

"No, no, I didn't mind." Sarah's hair wasn't yet wet, it was just above her shoulder and light brown, maybe? Or dirty blonde, whatever that means. She had also shaved her pubes off completely before moving on to her legs.

As Sarah returned to shaving I took care of my own shower, with regular glances at my naked shower mate. It was fair, though, since she was checking me out, too. When she got to washing her hair I definitely stopped to watch her pert little boobs move around her chest. God that was distracting, and like the day before my hand once again slipped to my dick, but this time just long enough to stroke it a couple of times to remove the soap.

I was done quicker than Sarah was, and as I slipped past her I tried to keep my dick pointed away from her. But based on the knowing grin on her face she knew I was hard because of her. As I stepped into the dressing area of the shower Angela was waiting with a grin on her face, "Mornin' Johnnie. Mind if I slip past you?" I had taken my towel off its hook and was starting to dry off.

"No problem." The dressing area wasn't a very big space so we had to rotate past each other for her to get close to the shower entrance. I turned my back to her as we traded places, and I felt her robe brush against my legs. She hung her towel on the hook I had vacated and slipped her robe off and hung it on that same hook. Once she took off her robe she mostly kept her back to me but didn't try to hide anything so I saw a really nice profile of her right boob.

The girls greeted one another and chatted as I finished drying off and went back to my room. It didn't take long to take care of myself that morning, either, but I knew I would need to start getting up a little earlier if this continued.

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When I stopped back after lunch to switch books and notebooks for my afternoon lab there was a note taped to the door to our floor, on the stairwell side. "Floor meeting 6:30, Important!! Please be sure to attend!" There was also a group email as well, when I checked for that.

Those of us who ate dinner together just hung around in the cafeteria until the meeting was to start and then we all went up together. It turns out that Emily was in my Biology class, but we hadn't realized it until that day; that class had well over a hundred people in it. The floor meeting was in the hallway just outside Anne the RA's room. Anne is a petite woman, barely over five feet tall, with shoulder length brown hair and a quick smile.

"Ok, thanks everyone for coming. We've got to address some complaints I've been getting." Everyone was quiet, which isn't really surprising for this group of 18 and 19 year olds; we had all agreed to the twenty four hour quiet floor.

"I am very well aware that there are twenty women trying to use the same bathroom, and it is challenging for us all. I'm dealing with it just like you other ladies." I glanced at the other guys and raised my eyebrows.

"The guys, obviously, have not had the same issue."

Mark shrugged and asked, "So why are we here?"

Anne smiled, "We will get to that in a minute. We are going to discuss some options, then I am going to speak to each of you in private and then I will let everyone know what the floor has decided. I will let you all know right now that if even one person doesn't agree to changing anything that we will follow the University mandated arrangement."

Anne paused for a moment and looked around at all of us.

"Ok, so yesterday Angela decided to start showering in the men's room, and Sarah followed her lead this morning." There were a couple of gasps, and both women smiled and waved at the other girls. Sarah had the decency to blush a little as she did so. Angela just grinned and smiled at me.

"Johnnie didn't seem to mind either morning." Angela said. Now everyone was looking at me and I turned red. The guys stared at me in awe.

Mark said, "You dog, why didn't you say anything?"

I shrugged, "I didn't want them to get in trouble."

Anne pointed at me briefly, "That is an excellent point, Johnnie, and why we are having this meeting. It is technically against the rules for women to go into the men's bathroom, just like it is against the rules for men to go into the women's bathroom. I have no evidence that either Angela or Sarah were actually in the men's room, so I don't have to report them. But if they were turned in to the student council they could face repercussions."

"So, what we are here to discuss is if we as a floor want to change the designations of the bathrooms from men's and women's to coed bathrooms. That way any of us can use any bathroom we want."

Mark and Paul immediately voted for coed showers, as did Angela and Sarah. Steve looked around with big eyes but didn't say anything. Lots of the other women shared their opinions; several of them wanted nothing to do with coed showers. Emily couldn't even bring her lovely blue eyes up off the floor and with her shoulders hunched over she looked scared. I didn't think she wanted to share a shower with anyone, guys least of all.

I raised my hand, even though nobody else was raising theirs before speaking and when Anne looked at me I said, "Do both bathrooms need to be coed? I don't mind sharing with you ladies, but I'm not sure all of you want to share with me, with us." I motioned to the other guys.

"Really, you 'don't mind'? Boing!" Angela didn't really try to say it quietly, so I'm not sure who else heard her and saw her point two fingers straight up in her lap. Sarah was right there and laughed with Angela as she flashed a grin at me. From what I could see of Emily's face she turned even redder as she looked at the floor.

Anne nodded, ignoring Angela's comment, "So you are suggesting leaving one bathroom for women only and making the present men's room coed?"

I shrugged, "That is what Angela and Sarah are doing anyway."

That idea seemed to gain a lot of support, and a few minutes later the meeting broke up. Anne spent the next hour or so going around the hall and stopping briefly to have private discussions with everyone. Two hours later she sent a group email to everyone advising that the women's bathroom and shower would remain women only while the men's would become coed. She also made a point to make sure that we told any guests of the change, and that the men's room on the floor beneath us would remain men only.

The new bathroom plan went smoothly; I was regularly joined by Angela and Sarah. On Tuesdays and Thursdays Taylor and Heather would sometimes be showering at the same time I did. Taylor is a little taller than I am with long brown hair and really pink areola, I couldn't help but stare at them the first time I saw her in the shower. She looked self conscious when she realized I was staring, "They are very pink, aren't they?"

"Yes, and lovely." I smiled and tried not to be creepy; not that I could do anything about my erection. She smiled back and continued with her shower. I made a point not to stare at her after that, but she caught me sneaking peaks every time I glanced at her. She didn't seem to mind my looking since she kept peeking at me, too.

Heather was the only woman I regularly showered with who didn't shave her pubes. She was blonde and didn't have a lot of hair down there, but what she had was pretty long. She also needed glasses to be able to see anything more than about two feet away from her. I didn't realize how bad her vision was the first time she stumbled into the shower with me. She had peaked in before taking off her robe, but I thought she was just confirming that the other shower head was free.

The second time she was already showering when I got there and when I started the shower next to her she startled and jumped a little. "Who's that?"

"It's me Heather; Johnnie. I didn't mean to startle you."

I saw her relax a little as she heard my voice. "Oh, no worries, I just can't see much without my glasses." She wasn't even looking toward me as she spoke. I felt a little weird to be looking at her, since she couldn't even see me.

I got done more quickly than Heather, and was back in my room across the hall when she came out. I was waiting with my towel still wrapped around my hips as she left the bathroom. "Heather, do you have a minute?"

"Sure Johnnie, what's up?" She stepped over to my door, but stayed outside in the hallway.

"I feel weird that I was looking at you in the shower, but that you couldn't see me." Heather looked a little embarrassed, but shrugged her shoulders.

"You've seen me before; and the other girls say you are safe, so it's not a problem." She smiled.

"Since you are wearing your glasses now I wondered if you wanted a chance to see what you missed?" She blushed a little more, and honestly so did I.

"What, right now? Sure whip it out!" I think she might have been half kidding, but I turned my back to her and undid my towel. I held it with both hands and spread it out so it still coved my butt; as I swished it back and forth I slowly lowered the towel to reveal my cheeks. I heard a slight gasp behind me. Putting on this little show was enough to get me hard; I didn't even have to touch myself.

As I started to turn I lifted both arms above my head, still holding the towel. By the time I had turned around, though, Heather wasn't the only one watching. She did have a huge grin on her face, but so did Anne, the RA. She stood there with her arms crossed while one foot was tapping the floor, trying to look stern. Emily was also there, briefly, but she turned red and covered her face with her hands before turning to run away.

"Oh, shit!" I dropped my hands and covered myself with the towel.

Anne dragged her eyes up from my groin and said with a sly grin, "It's probably against the rules to expose yourself like that, you know."

I stumbled over my words, and I honestly don't know what I said, but Anne laughed. "Don't worry about it, I heard Heather tell you to whip it out." She and Heather giggled with one another while I just turned red and stammered.

Heather waved as she turned away, "Thanks for showing me what I was missing!"

Anne stood in the doorway grinning at me, "But seriously, you do need to be careful about being naked in public spaces like the hallway. I can't really fault you for being naked in your own room, though. And this way I don't even need to join you in the shower to check out your goods!" She winked as she walked toward her room.

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Over the fall semester the floor got used to the coed showers. It was usually these same four lovely young ladies, but occasionally a few of the others joined in. It was fairly embarrassing that I got so hard every time I saw any of them in the shower. Angela and Sarah even took to teasingly calling me "Boing" which was also embarrassing; but said with love so I didn't mind. The other guys, except for Steve, ended up showering with the women regularly, too. We all stayed polite, with nobody touching anyone, and nobody had complaints about inappropriate behavior. Steve always showered at random times, like just after lunch, so he almost always missed the ladies. He must have done that on purpose for some reason that I can't understand. More than half of the women, including Emily and Anne, never showered in the coed bathroom. I really hoped to see Emily some morning, but I knew she was too shy to do it.

The whole floor was able to keep the fact that the guys and girls were showering together fairly quiet. I'm sure if the other guys in our building had found out about it we would have had "visitors" all the time. The gang of floor mates also continued eating together. Emily and I started sitting next to each other in biology class, and would walk to the cafeteria for lunch afterward. Other people from our floor would join us, depending on their schedules. Emily and I were becoming good friends, but nothing more because of Kyle, her boyfriend back home.

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On a Friday morning in early November Angela joined me, and after showering for a couple of minutes she asked if I was ok.

"Of course, why?"

"Ahh, you didn't get hard."

I looked down and realized that I was, in fact, not erect. "Oh, thank god."

Angela looked confused, "Why 'Thank god.'?"

"It's super embarrassing to have no self control. I mean, you are here to shower and get clean not to turn me on." I went back to washing my hair.

Angela said, "Oh, ok."

It turned out that I no longer immediately got hard when I showered with any of the women, and it was honestly a relief. It wasn't that there was anything wrong with my sex drive, I still jerked off to my fantasies of my floor mates, but an erection was no longer an automatic response to seeing them naked. It was a relief to me, although Angela seemed annoyed not to be able to call me Boing anymore.

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The Monday morning after Thanksgiving break was a disaster.

There was someone in the shower when I went in, but I didn't recognize her robe. I stepped into the shower and it was Emily! Shy, sweet, never before seen Emily. Her long blonde hair was wet and sticking to her well shaped breasts. When she turned to face me I saw that her pubic hair was groomed into a cute little heart shape. Seeing her made me smile.

"Well good morning Emily! How was your break?"