Louis Collins: A Post-American Odyssey

He led them through a door into the bathroom. At the center stood a massive circular soaking tub. Beyond it stretched a glass-walled shower room with two oversized rain panels recessed into the ceiling and adjustable hand showers mounted on both side walls. A wide heated bench sat along the far wall. Shelves held stacks of fresh towels and baskets filled with scented oils and salts.

Cherish looked around in awe. “All this… for one person?”

“Usually,” Louis said.

Angelique raised an eyebrow. “We are definitely fitting.”

Savannah laughed. “Looks like we are having a party.”

“I like parties,” Gladice said, already pulling her hoodie over her head.

“So, what’s the plan?” Willa asked. “Shower first, then tub? Or all at once?”

“Shower first,” Louis said. “We all need to get clean. Then we can relax.”

Cherish hesitated, looking at the others. “I… I don’t know if I can… I’ve never been naked in front of anyone like this before.”

Louis went to her and took her hand. “It’s okay, Cherry. You don’t have to. There’s another bathroom down the hall if you want privacy.”

She looked at him, her eyes wide. “But… I want to be with you. With everyone. I’m just… nervous.”

“You don’t have to be nervous,” Angelique said. “We are all women here. Except Louis.”

“And I’ve seen it all,” Gladice said, winking at her. “Don’t worry. We’ll take care of you.”

Cherish looked at Maeve. “What about you, Maeve?”

Maeve’s face flushed. “I don’t know either. I’ve never done this.”

“It’s… nice,” Donya said. “To be close. And clean. Together.”

“Okay,” Cherish whispered.

Louis watched them for a moment, then started to undress. His cock was already hardening in anticipation. He took off his shoes and socks, then his T-shirt and jeans. He stood in his boxers for a moment, then took them off too. His cock stood out from his body, thick and hard.

Cherish gasped and covered her eyes. Maeve stared at him, her cheeks red. Gladice whistled.

“Now that’s what I call a welcome home present,” she said.

Louis smiled. “Glad you like it.”

He walked into the shower and turned on the water. It was set to a perfect temperature. He stood under the warm spray, closing his eyes for a moment. Before he opened his eyes, he felt arms wrapping around him and soft breasts pressing against his back.

“Welcome home,” Angelique whispered in his ear.

He turned and kissed her. She opened her mouth and his tongue found hers. He held her close, his hands roaming over her back and down to her ass. His cock throbbed against her stomach. She reached down and took him in her hand, stroking him slowly. He groaned into her mouth. Gladice and Willa joined them a moment later. He broke the kiss with Angelique and pulled Gladice into a deep, passionate kiss. His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Then he turned to Willa and kissed her too. Her lips were soft and her tongue was playful. Three hands were now stroking him. He had to pull away to stop himself from cumming before Savannah and Donya joined.

“Y’all are trying to kill him,” Savannah laughed. “Let the man breathe.”

“He can breathe later,” Gladice said, stroking him harder. “Right now, he needs to cum.”

Louis looked past them at the two women still standing outside the shower. Cherish had her arms crossed over her chest, her cheeks bright red. Maeve stood rigidly in her underwear, her hands clenched at her sides.

“Come on in.” He barely got the words out before Angelique’s lips found his again. “The water’s fine.”

Maeve hesitated for a second before she took a deep breath and unhooked her bra. She slid her panties down her legs and stepped into the spray. Louis stared at her, his breath catching. She was lean, but her breasts were larger than he had expected, with pale nipples. Between her legs was a thatch of dark copper hair. He thought of her being scared by the smart toilet back at the Pioneer. He had kept thinking of her body since then. Now, seeing it in front of him made his cock jerk against Gladice’s palm. He came before he could even tell them. Hot ropes of cum splattered against Gladice’s stomach.

“Oh, shit,” he whispered.

Cum spurted over Gladice’s fingers and down onto the tile.

“Damn,” she laughed. “Already?”

Louis just nodded, too breathless to answer.

Angelique smiled and kissed him again. “Even Louis has never done it with all of us together. Let’s call that a win.”

Maeve’s shoulders relaxed. She took the soap from the shelf. “Someone has to actually wash.”

“Good point.” Savannah poured shampoo into her palm and began lathering her hair.

Cherish stared at them, still in her full clothes except for her shoes. “I think I’ll wait until you’re… done.”

Maeve watched her. “Just get in, Cherish.”

Donya smiled. “It’s warm. I can help wash your hair if you like.”

Cherish looked at the group, then at the steaming water. She slowly pulled her sweater over her head. Her bra was plain white cotton. She looked down as she unbuttoned her jeans. She folded them carefully and put them on a dry bench. When she took off her bra, Louis saw that her breasts were round and pear-shaped, her nipples pointing upward. Her stomach was soft, and her hips were full. She slid down her white panties. Her pussy was hairless and smooth. She was more beautiful than he had imagined. His cock, still soft from his orgasm, began to stir again.

Cherish covered her breasts with one arm and her crotch with the other. “I feel… weird.”

“Just enjoy the water,” Angelique said. “Don’t think about anything else.”

Cherish stepped into the spray. She jumped a little at the heat, then relaxed.

“Okay,” she said. “This is nice.”

Donya took the shampoo and massaged it into Cherish’s hair. Cherish closed her eyes and sighed. “That feels good.”

“Just relax,” Donya said. “I’ve got you.”

Gladice rinsed the soap from her skin, then turned to Maeve. “Come here, Mae-Mae. I’ll wash your back.”

Maeve turned around, and Gladice poured soap over her shoulders, her hands moving in slow circles. Maeve flinched at first, then relaxed. Louis watched Gladice’s hands slide down Maeve’s back. Maeve’s breath hitched. Gladice smiled and slapped her ass. “Nice and tight.”

Maeve looked over her shoulder. “Gladice!”

Gladice laughed. “What? I’m being honest.”

Savannah grabbed Louis’s cock as he stared. “Hey, eyes on the prize, handsome.”

He turned and kissed her. His tongue slid into her mouth, and she stroked him to full hardness again. He slid one hand down her stomach to the dark curls between her legs. She spread her legs, and he found her clit with his fingers. She moaned into his mouth and pushed against his hand.

Willa watched them. “Are you going to fuck her, or just tease her?”

“What do you think?” Louis said. He took a seat on the heated bench, pulling Savannah onto his lap. He positioned her over his cock, and she slowly sank down on him. He filled her, and she gasped. He held her hips, guiding her as she rode him. Her breasts bounced in front of his face. He leaned forward and took one of her nipples in his mouth. She cried out and rode him harder. Maeve watched them, her eyes wide.

“Fuck, yes,” Savannah moaned, her hands on Louis’s shoulders. “Just like that.”

“You like that?” Louis said, slapping her ass.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Harder.”

He slapped her again, and she cried out. Gladice knelt in front of them and stared at Louis’s cock sliding in and out of Savannah’s pussy, one hand between her own legs. Maeve watched them, her cheeks flushed. Donya stopped washing Cherish’s hair and watched too. Cherish opened her mouth and stared, her eyes wide. Willa pretended not to watch as she washed her hair, but she peeked often. Angelique leaned over and kissed Louis. He kissed between her and Savannah, tasting both of them.

“I’m cumming!” Savannah cried out. Her pussy tightened around Louis’s cock. He thrust into her a few more times and then exploded inside her, filling her with his cum. She collapsed against his chest, breathing hard. Louis held her close, kissing her neck. Gladice moaned as she came too, her body shaking. Maeve bit her lip.

“Me next,” Gladice said, pulling Savannah off Louis’s lap. She licked Louis’s cum from Savannah’s pussy, then turned to Louis and licked him clean.

“Gladice! That’s… gross,” Maeve gasped. She pressed her legs together, but she did not look away.

“Not at all,” Gladice said, her eyes on Louis. “It’s fucking delicious.”

Louis smiled faintly from the bench. The pleasure was overwhelming as Gladice’s tongue traced every ridge and vein of his cock. He reached out and pushed her head lower. She took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. She bobbed her head, taking him deeper with each stroke. He groaned and tangled his fingers in her wet hair.

“You like that?” she asked, looking up at him.

“Yeah,” he breathed. “Don’t stop.”

Willa finished rinsing her hair and sat by his side, resting a hand on his shoulder. “She’s got a talented mouth, I’ll give her that.”

Louis closed his eyes, leaning his head back. “She does.”

Maeve watched them, her cheeks flushed. “I don’t… I can’t…”

“You can touch yourself,” Angelique said, standing behind her and massaging her shoulders. “It’s okay. We all do it.”

Maeve hesitated, then slowly moved one hand between her legs. Angelique’s hands slid down to her breasts, cupping them and teasing her nipples.

“Oh,” Maeve gasped, her eyes fluttering shut.

Cherish watched, her hands covering her mouth. “Is that… okay?”

“Yes.” Donya had moved one hand between her own legs as she watched. Her face flushed too. “Yes, it is.”

Cherish hesitated, then slowly moved one hand between her legs too. She looked at Maeve, then at Donya, then at Louis. Her breath caught as her fingers found her clit. She bit her lip and gasped. “Mama said it was a sin.”

“It’s not,” Louis said, his breathing ragged as Gladice’s tongue worked on him. “Not here.”

Angelique smiled and sat by his other side. He leaned over and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Her skin was warm and tasted of water. He sucked greedily, then switched to the other breast. Angelique sighed and ran her fingers through his wet hair. His other hand found Willa’s thigh, sliding up to her wet pussy. He parted her folds and stroked her clit. She gasped and spread her legs wider. “Harder,” she whispered. “Right there.” His cock throbbed again as she pushed back against his fingers.

He looked at Maeve. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open as she moaned. Her fingers moved faster between her legs. Beside her, Donya and Cherish were doing the same. Savannah had recovered and was washing herself, but she kept glancing at them, a small smile on her face.

“Louis,” Maeve gasped. “I think I’m… I think…”

“Cum for me, Maeve,” Louis said. “Let me hear you.”

She cried out as her orgasm hit, her body shaking. Louis turned and stared at Angelique’s pussy as she touched herself, her fingers moving in a steady rhythm. He thought of their first kiss on the balcony, their first phone sex in Austin, their first angry sex in the scrubland. Together, they had survived everything. They had come home. They had founded their family. The thought sent a new surge of heat through him.

“Oh, Angi,” he said. “I love you! Cum with me!”

He pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss as he came, filling Gladice’s mouth with his cum. Angelique cried out as she came too, her body shaking. She collapsed against him, her head on his shoulder. Gladice swallowed and smiled, wiping her mouth.

“Now that’s a party,” she said.

Louis leaned back on the bench, his body trembling after three orgasms. His cock had become sensitive to the touch. He closed his eyes, catching his breath.

“I can’t believe we did this,” Maeve said, her face flushed. “It’s crazy.”

“It’s good crazy,” Gladice said, reaching for her. “Don’t you think so, Mae-Mae?”

Maeve looked at her, then at Louis. “I think so.”

“Good.” Gladice pulled her into a hug. “Because we are going to do it again.”

Louis looked at Cherish. She still stood there, her hands covering her mouth, her cheeks bright red.

“Come here, Cherry,” he said.

She walked to him slowly and stood before him. She looked down at his cock, then at his face. She bit her lower lip.

“Do you want to touch me?” he asked.

She nodded, not meeting his eyes.

“Then touch me,” he said softly.

She reached out a trembling hand and touched the muscle on his chest, her fingers light. “You’re so strong.”

“I worked out a lot before the trip,” he said, smiling.

Cherish’s fingers moved across his chest, then down to his abs. She traced the lines of his muscles, her breath catching. “Wow.”

“Touch me lower, Cherry,” he said. “If you want to.”

Her eyes widened, but she nodded. She knelt in front of him and reached out to touch his soft cock. She held it gently.

“It’s so different now,” she said.

“You made it hard before,” he said. “When I saw your body.”

Her cheeks flushed. “Really?”

“Yes,” he said, putting a hand on her breasts. “You are beautiful, Cherry. So beautiful.”

She looked up at him, her eyes wide. “Thank you.”

“Alright, lover boy,” Gladice said, rubbing body wash over her breasts. “Stop hogging Cherry. Let’s finish washing and go to bed. I’m exhausted, and I still need to be fucked properly.”

Louis laughed and stood up, pulling Cherish to her feet. “Okay, okay. Let’s wash.”

Willa took his cock and washed it with soap. “We need to make sure this is clean for its next round of duties.”

Louis groaned. “You’re killing me.”

“Louis needs to rest,” Donya said. Her eyes were soft as she looked at him. “He has overexerted himself today.”

“I still have an idea,” Louis said, looking at Angelique. “I want all of you to wash me with your tits.” He paused. “Together, at the same time.”

Gladice’s eyes lit up. “Now that’s what I call a party!” She lathered her breasts with soap. “I’m first!” She pressed her breasts against his back, sliding them up and down. “How does that feel, Louis?”

“Fucking amazing,” he groaned.

“Then you’ll love this,” Angelique said, lathering her breasts and pressing them against his chest. “How about this?”

“Even better,” he moaned.

Willa, Donya, and Savannah moved in with the others, closing around Louis and rubbing their soapy breasts over his chest, arms, and stomach. Cherish and Maeve glanced at each other before joining them.

Louis looked at every one of them. Angelique’s light-brown breasts were round and full, with broad brown areolas slick beneath the soap. Gladice’s were smaller and softer, with a gentle natural drop and pink nipples. Willa’s were pale, rounded, and firm, her small nipples drawn tight by the water. Donya’s were the largest, full and heavy, with warm olive skin and dusky rose areolas. Savannah’s dark-brown breasts were broad and full, her darker nipples standing hard as she pressed against him. Cherish’s were soft and gently pear-shaped, with wide rosy-brown areolas. Maeve’s were round and firm beneath her pale, freckled skin, her pink nipples stiff from the water.

Louis had never seen anything more beautiful. Seven different pairs of breasts surrounded him, sliding over his skin from every direction. They were all beautiful, and every one of them belonged to a woman he loved.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “This is heaven.”

“No,” Angelique said, her nipples hard against his chest. “This is our home.”

“This is fun,” Gladice said, giggling as she squeezed her breasts around his back. “Let’s do this every day.”

“I’d rather have a proper shower,” Willa said, her breasts pressed against Louis’s arm. “Men, always thinking with their dicks.”

Louis laughed. “Can you blame me?”

“No,” Willa said, her fingers tracing a path through the soap on his chest. “But I can make fun of you.”

Savannah pressed her breasts against Louis’s other arm. “You’re lucky I love you, boy. Or I’d kick your ass for suggesting something this silly.”

Donya smiled, her breasts brushing against Louis’s side. “I love it. It feels… sacred. Like we are cleansing him together.”

Cherish looked at Louis, her cheeks flushed. “I… I like it too.”

Maeve blushed. “It’s weird. But not too bad.”

Louis closed his eyes and let the feeling of their soapy breasts wash over him. “I love you all. So much.”

“Now you’re getting sentimental,” Willa said. “Let’s finish this. My legs are getting tired.”

Louis laughed. “Okay, okay. Let’s finish.”

By the time the women finished soaping him, Louis’s body had been covered in foam and their scent. He rinsed under the hot spray, the water cascading over his head. His mind was a blur of sensations. His body felt tired but satisfied. His heart was full of love.

“Let’s go to bed.” He stepped out, grabbing a towel. “It’s been a long day.”

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