Anya stood at her bedroom window, gazing out at the lake that ran right along the back of her brand new house. The sun was blistering. She had just arrived and still had so much unpacking to take care of but right now, she was going to bask in the view she had and the gorgeous sunlight streaming through her window. Her house and several others backed onto the bank of the lake just outside of the city. The trees that also lined the bank were still, the breeze was soft and the area was so quiet. Anya’s new neighborhood was perfect!   The afternoon passed quickly and Anya had spent it sat on her bedroom floor sorting boxes with music playing in the background but finally her room was unpacked and clear. The sun was still bright but was dipping behind the hills on the opposite bank of the lake. The sunset was mesmerizing as it danced between the pine trees that lined the hills. Exhausted and sweaty, Anya decided it was time for a shower so lifted herself up from the bedroom floor. She had already unpacked her towels so easily grabbed one and headed to the bathroom. Anya turned on the shower, the water flow was powerful in her new house and the jets from the shower head were massaging. pulsing. As the steam began to fill the bathroom Anya took off her clothes and discarded them on the floor before stepping in to the hot, comforting waterfall of the shower. As her naked body was enveloped in the hot, cascading torrent, Anya quickly began to feel the relaxing sensations of the water. She grabbed the soap and worked it into her skin with her perfectly soft hands, soon she was covered in the white lather of the cleanser. A short, contented sigh was released from her lips. With her body cleansed, Anya grabbed the shampoo and started to massage the creamy liquid into her hair. It felt good and another sigh left her lips. Her body felt warm, almost tingling, sensitive to the touch. The strong jet from the shower pulsing on her skin, massaging. She stepped under the cascade of water to wash off the shampoo, the feeling was nice. Under the door to the bathroom, a white mist crept inside and started rising, drifting towards the shower until it mixed with the steam, circled Anya’s body and eventually entered her lungs and into her body. The effects would be evident. Anya could not taste it, but felt a tingle through her body almost immediately, it felt good. Her eyes shot open and she looked around. The showerhead was pointed at her chest and the water pummeled her breasts. This wouldn’t normally be at the front of Anya’s thoughts but she could feel something intense as the water droplets flicked and bounced off her nipples. They grew hard and by now she was feeling an intense arousal, but where had this come from? She was on fire, like a switch, what was going on? Her hands instinctively moved to her breasts and her thumbs and forefingers pinched her nipples. Anya felt her head fall back, she gently bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. A deep, pleasured moan left her lips as she stepped back slightly. As she stepped back, the direction of the powerful spray fell on her soft pussy. “Oh fuck!” She exclaimed under her breath as the water parted her labia and hit her clit in the perfect spot. This instantly sent a bolt of pleasure through Anya. She rocked back and forth slowly so the water would move across her most sensitive place. Moaning, Anya once again opened her eyes, looked up at the shower head and reached up to take it off of its bracket. She lifted her foot up and placed it on the taps to open herself up. Then she slowly moved the shower jet down her stomach, biting her lip once more in anticipation, across her inner thigh, before moving it onto her exposed, swollen, wanton clit. Another intense moan as her standing leg almost immediately gave way before regaining her balance. With one hand on her nipple, squeezing and flicking, kneading her breast and the other directing the jet of water onto her burning clit, Anya could feel the instant rise of an orgasm begin to flutter inside her stomach. She could already tell this was going to be big. As her pleasure started to build, Anya had flickering images in her head. Being in the water, seeing something, it wasn’t clear. The intense pleasure building, increasing, she was getting closer. Then more visions of something coming towards her, still blurred, unclear. Water all around her, the feelings were intense. The closer this shape came towards her, the closer Anya was to orgasm. Building, intensifying until the blurred shape got to her, it disappeared between her legs and Anya screamed out; “Ah I’m cumming so hard!” and the intense wave of a crashing orgasm swept over her wet, naked body. She came again, back to back, it was so intense. Pulse after pulse of white hot pleasure consumed her body, she felt it all over and began to shake. Her leg fell off of the taps as she tried to steady herself but it was no good, her legs were about to give way. Anya’s body slid slowly down the glass of the shower until she sat, a crumpled, contented mess, staring into oblivion, absorbing, contemplating what she had experienced. Trying to make sense of those images, visions that brought her to such a massive orgasm. What had made her so desperate for the sensation.   After several minutes, Anya mustered the energy to remove herself from the shower cubicle. She wrapped a towel around her and left the bathroom for the comfort of her bedroom. Gazing out over the lake, Anya could see the moonlight dancing on the water as the reflection moved rhythmically, sparkling and glistening. “Wow, how long had I been in there if its dark already?” She murmured to herself, biting her bottom lip and hooked one perfect foot behind the other.