Shower Sex
The house was a real mess by this time. The rugs had all been pulled up awaiting replacement before the house was to be put on the market. I was loading trash in a great big dumpster when she pulled up. I was drenched with sweat, my shirt lying in a heap near the door. The ripped up cutoffs I was wearing were near falling off from all the weight I had lost at the gym. She came over to give me a peck on the mouth, tryng not to get her silky flowered shirt full of grime. She glanced down from beneath her sunglasses as she leaned in to kiss me. "Yes babe....." I said "...... I am wearing underwear". She said "I can fix that".
As always with her the first stop was the kitchen. She removed the cap from that deep blue bottle and poured two generous portions into two large plastic cups like you'd see a fraternity kegger. This was followed by ice and Oceanspray Cran-raspberry cocktail. She even found a couple of limes in the fridge. Very refreshing. Went down very fast on that hot day. We finised the first set of drinks just leaning against the sink making out. Her shirt now full of my sweat, I ran up to the shower while she mixed more.
I closed the blinds in the bathroom trying to make it as dark as possible. The shower still had that red light in its ceiling giving it a nice sexy glow. I discarded my cutoffs and got in. I stood there with my eyes closed and my mouth open under the stong jets of warm water letting them wash over my aching muscles. After a while the glass door opened. There she was naked except for her sunglasses and holding a drink in each hand. What a site. I looked up and said "Thank you Lord". She climbed in and immediatley started kissing me holding the drinks so as not to let the shower dilute them. Very sexy.
We drank as we kissed until the cups got in the way of fondling eachother. I poured the rest of my drink on her tits, she squealed and dropped hers. Her nipples got hard from the ice. I began sucking them. She grabbed the hair on the back of my head and drew me toward her. I grabbed the bottle of body wash and squirted it all over her and pushed her into the corner of the small tiled shower stall. I started a lather on her chest and pubic hair. She did the same. Our bodies slid accross eachother slick and smooth, zero friction, kissing deeply. The hot water had intensified my buzz...I was drunk. This was great. Was there anything better than this? My right hand was soaping up her pussy and the left was gliding across her full ass. I slowly reached both hands down until they met beneath her. I placed the middle finger of my right hand well into her vagina, and I slipped the middle finger of my left hand into her ass. She made a kind of little gasping sound but did not resist. I think I heard her say "Oh God" over the sound of the water. There was a bit of a quiver that accompanied that statement as well. I moved my left hand up to massage her ass and repositioned the fingers of my right hand so that my thumb was in her quim and the middle finger was in her ass. I began rubbing those two fingers together. Her body began twitching as she started mumbling my name.
Without warning, she turned her back to me and pushed me against the wall behind me . She placed her hands up onto the tile in front of her as if to brace herself and bent over, pressing her ass firmly to my thighs. I mounted her from behind, being carefull to avoid sticking it in her behind in my drunken state.
She made cirlces with her ass. Not only did this feel great on my soapy thighs but it made my dick trace the inside of her pussy like a finger getting the last bit of peanut butter out of a jar. My hands immediately went to her soapy tits, squeezing them like I was ringing out two wet sponges. Nice smooth slippery tits. I paid a lot of attention to her nipples too.
I moved my right hand to her clit. She pressed harder against me and made faster circles with her ass. I found I did not have to move........she was essentially fucking me at this point. I began to come I could not stop it. She must have sensed this because she slowed down and pressed her ass harder into my thighs deepening my position inside her. I came so hard and so long. The sound I made echoed off the tile. We froze in that position for what seemed like a long time, during which I could feel several post-coital pussy-twitches on my dick. She giggled.
Then, drunk and spent we sat down on the floor of the shower, water still running. I kissed her. She closed her eyes and smiled silently. Nice.
As always with her the first stop was the kitchen. She removed the cap from that deep blue bottle and poured two generous portions into two large plastic cups like you'd see a fraternity kegger. This was followed by ice and Oceanspray Cran-raspberry cocktail. She even found a couple of limes in the fridge. Very refreshing. Went down very fast on that hot day. We finised the first set of drinks just leaning against the sink making out. Her shirt now full of my sweat, I ran up to the shower while she mixed more.
I closed the blinds in the bathroom trying to make it as dark as possible. The shower still had that red light in its ceiling giving it a nice sexy glow. I discarded my cutoffs and got in. I stood there with my eyes closed and my mouth open under the stong jets of warm water letting them wash over my aching muscles. After a while the glass door opened. There she was naked except for her sunglasses and holding a drink in each hand. What a site. I looked up and said "Thank you Lord". She climbed in and immediatley started kissing me holding the drinks so as not to let the shower dilute them. Very sexy.
We drank as we kissed until the cups got in the way of fondling eachother. I poured the rest of my drink on her tits, she squealed and dropped hers. Her nipples got hard from the ice. I began sucking them. She grabbed the hair on the back of my head and drew me toward her. I grabbed the bottle of body wash and squirted it all over her and pushed her into the corner of the small tiled shower stall. I started a lather on her chest and pubic hair. She did the same. Our bodies slid accross eachother slick and smooth, zero friction, kissing deeply. The hot water had intensified my buzz...I was drunk. This was great. Was there anything better than this? My right hand was soaping up her pussy and the left was gliding across her full ass. I slowly reached both hands down until they met beneath her. I placed the middle finger of my right hand well into her vagina, and I slipped the middle finger of my left hand into her ass. She made a kind of little gasping sound but did not resist. I think I heard her say "Oh God" over the sound of the water. There was a bit of a quiver that accompanied that statement as well. I moved my left hand up to massage her ass and repositioned the fingers of my right hand so that my thumb was in her quim and the middle finger was in her ass. I began rubbing those two fingers together. Her body began twitching as she started mumbling my name.
Without warning, she turned her back to me and pushed me against the wall behind me . She placed her hands up onto the tile in front of her as if to brace herself and bent over, pressing her ass firmly to my thighs. I mounted her from behind, being carefull to avoid sticking it in her behind in my drunken state.
She made cirlces with her ass. Not only did this feel great on my soapy thighs but it made my dick trace the inside of her pussy like a finger getting the last bit of peanut butter out of a jar. My hands immediately went to her soapy tits, squeezing them like I was ringing out two wet sponges. Nice smooth slippery tits. I paid a lot of attention to her nipples too.
I moved my right hand to her clit. She pressed harder against me and made faster circles with her ass. I found I did not have to move........she was essentially fucking me at this point. I began to come I could not stop it. She must have sensed this because she slowed down and pressed her ass harder into my thighs deepening my position inside her. I came so hard and so long. The sound I made echoed off the tile. We froze in that position for what seemed like a long time, during which I could feel several post-coital pussy-twitches on my dick. She giggled.
Then, drunk and spent we sat down on the floor of the shower, water still running. I kissed her. She closed her eyes and smiled silently. Nice.
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