The Shower, pt 2

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  1. redics_girl

    redics_girl Active Member

    Nov 5, 2012
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    He pressed his mouth against me again, this time from directly underneath me. The different angle allowed him to get closer to his prize. His tongue began to lash my clit again, and I felt his hand slip off my butt. Curious, I looked behind me, and almost came as I watched him stroke himself. Unable to tear my eyes away, I watched as he pumped his cock. The head would disappear on each upstroke, only to pop out of his fist with each down stroke. Enthralled in what I was watching, I almost lost my own grip on the shower curtain rod when I came. I hadn’t even been focusing on what he was doing with his mouth, but I exploded. After my orgasm, he stood up in front of me again. I placed my hand over his, and together we pumped his shaft a couple times before he let go. He drove his fingers into my hair and held my tight while his mouth plundered mine. His tongue stroked deep into my mouth, his lips ravaged mine. I moaned into his mouth and lifted my foot back to the side of the tub. I slid his cock over my puffy pussy lips and down to the cleft between them. He moved, just tiny little thrusts, teasing my entrance until I moaned again and bit down on his lip. He smiled against my mouth before pulling away.

    He reached his hand down to grip his tool, positioning it just right, and slowly slid into me. I was still holding onto the shower curtain rod with one hand, and with the other, I braced against the side of the tub again. His hands came to my hips, holding me while he worked his way inside me. Water really is not the best lubrication there is, and face to face was an awkward position. With one last, deep kiss, he asked me to turn around. He pulled out of me as I turned. When I was facing the wall in front of him, he pushed my shoulders down, forcing me to bend and turn up my ass for him. He fisted one hand in my hair, gripping tightly. Enjoying the change in mood, I braced myself using the water control valves. I heard him spit, and felt his hand moving as he lubed up his cock. His hand then dove between my thighs, working my clit and dipping into my moisture. He stepped up close behind me, and I felt him prod at my entrance. He held the base of his cock and plunged into me. Knowing it was coming, I still grunted at the impact.

    His cock split my lips as he drove into me. Without a pause, he began fucking me. His hand was fisted tightly in my hair, his other gripping my shoulder as he pounded into me. My moans and groans got progressively louder. I LOVE it when he gets rough with me. As he continued to use my cunt, I came. My pussy clenched around him and my voice rose as I muttered “oooooohhhhh fuck”. He didn’t let up, and after the first orgasm ended, the second began. By now, there were no quiet moans and groans. It was a loud, dirty affair rolling off my tongue as his cock pounded into me from behind. I needed more though, and shoved the shower curtain out of the way to grab the baby oil. I reached back to hand it to him, and he knew exactly what I wanted. He pulled out of me, pulled me up to stand in front of him and slid his hand down to grasp my breast. His fingers were rough when they pinched and rolled my nipples, and I cried out again when I felt his mouth clamp down between my neck and shoulder. I could feel his hard, hot cock between my ass cheeks, and he thrust against me a couple times. I moaned and thrust back against him, conveying my impatience.

    The shower was still cascading over us when he shoved my shoulders down, forcing me to bend over in front of him. I heard the cap on the oil bottle snap closed and felt his fingers massaging my tiny, clenched opening. He worked his finger in to the knuckle to prep me, and I soon felt his cock at my entrance. He didn’t give me much time before he began to slide it in, but I was so turned on it didn’t matter. My intermittent moans turned into a constant groan as he breached my tight muscle and slid deep inside my ass. When his pelvis bumped up against my cheeks, he stopped for a minute. As I adjusted to his intrusion, he turned the shower head so that it cascaded over my back to help keep me relaxed. He began pumping his hips, thrusting into and out of my tightest hole, all while I groaned unendingly. As his thrusts got harder and faster, my groan got louder until I was practically screaming with desire. “oh yes… oh my god… oh honey…” came out of my mouth when I couldn’t groan anymore. Soon, my asshole squeezed him tightly and I had yet another orgasm. This one was so powerful I felt my knees begin to buckle. I’m surprised the neighbors weren’t pounding on the shared wall when I screamed my pleasure. I wasn’t done yet, and neither was he. His thrusts came even faster, and with the water running down my back, I could hear him squishing into me, feel his balls slapping the backs of my thighs with every thrust, feel his fingers dig into my hips, hear his groans as his orgasm approached.

    Needing his cum, I started thrusting back at him. How we managed to go so fast standing up, I don’t know, but a few minutes later, he pulled me by my shoulder so I was halfway upright and began fucking me faster than he had been. As he pounded into my ass, my constant moan came back. I think it was a “yesyesyesyes” type of moan, but by then I was so far gone, I don’t really remember. He fisted his hand in my hair again, and the sharp tugs that came with every thrust of his hips was too much for me to take. I came AGAIN, screaming louder this time “ohfuckkkkkkkkkkk” as my sphincter clenched around his straining rod. I heard his pants and moans change and knew that with just one more thrust… and he was coming in my ass, filling me with his hot cream. I felt his body jerk with each jet of cum until he was finally empty. He released my hair from his fingers, and slid his hands around my face as his cock slipped out of my ass. Surprisingly, the water was still warm, so he turned me in his arms and kissed me as he pushed me back so we were both under the stream. We stood in each other’s arms, kissing deeply, stroking each other’s backs as the water poured over us, for several minutes. When we came up for air, I rested my head against his chest as his fingers slipped over my back and he kissed the top of my head. We relaxed under the stream for a couple more minutes before he washed up and got out, leaving me to actually shower. Best shower in a long, long, LONG time!
  2. lbushwalker

    Gold Member

    Mar 18, 2006
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    'Stralia Mate!
    That was hotter than the shower water :)
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