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Hi Huny! Let
Hi Huny! Let
My mind bathed in a thousand thoughts as the warm shower spray danced on my face. I wander if she really was asleep or just pretending, I thought, turning around and leaning my soaking head against the wall of the shower, eyes closed, while the water slapped my head. The creaking sound of the bathroom door opening suddenly startled me.
Damn! She woke up! and now she’s going to pee and flush the toilet and that rush of cold water is going to hit me like a snowball. I stepped back from the shower spray to brace for the sudden chill that was about to happen, but it didn’t. Silence.
I guess she didn’t flush, I considered and stepped back into the shower spray.
“UNFUCKINGBELIEVABLE!” Without warning the cold splash stung my back. Yanking the shower curtain open, I couldn’t be mad when I saw her standing there laughing and holding the empty drinking glass from the sink.
“I guess that guy on the one Seinfeld episode was right… it does shrink when it’s wet!” She giggled, pointing to my flaccidness.
“Come here!” I commanded, and grabbed her outstretched hands, pulling her into the shower. Her laughter gave way to soft moaning as I cradled her head in my hands. We locked lips and tongues in a deep, fierce kiss. I ripped the red lacey thing from her body in shreds, and tossed the torn garment to the marble-tiled floor near the clothes hamper.
“You’ll pay for that, Mister!” she laughed, and pulled my head with a rough yank back to her waiting mouth.
“Not a problem. They’re on sale all this week at Wal-Mart… I’ll get you another one.”
She giggled again, then stared into my glowing eyes, as though she was reading my mind. She was reading it loud and clear. The fierceness of our kissing slowed to gentle tongue-twirling as we embraced, her hands locked around my waist; my hands fondling her hips. She loosened her grip and let her hands slide to my ass, then slid a finger between my buttocks…
“Uh-uh, exit only, remember?” I whispered and swung her body around and planted her against the back wall of the shower stall. She pretended to be stunned, but her sparkling eyes and hungry grin told me that she was only bracing herself for what she knew was coming. I raised her hands above her head and directed them to the towel rack. She grasped the brass bar, leaned her head back to rest, and closed her eyes.
Now I know why the put towel racks inside a shower! I thought.
“Do it,” she moaned dreamily.
My mouth and hands found her bountiful boobs, nipples already as hard as my throbbing tool. I sucked her violently… nibbling the hardened little spikes while trying to stuff as much of her flesh in my mouth as I could. My hands glided down her sides, again to those lush hips, and squeezed her cheeks with both hands.
“NOW!” she screamed, “DO IT NOW!!!”
With one hand on my pulsating prick and the other parting the way into her, I penetrated with a slow-motion deep thrust. I withdrew, and let the tip rest just inside her lips, tickling her engorged clit, and, tapping it slightly, I entered her again… slowly, one millimeter at a time until I couldn’t fit any more of myself inside her. I left it all the way in, not moving it, but flexing it as though I was flexing a bicep. She released her grip on the towel bar and grabbed my stilled hips.
“FUCK ME GODDAMMIT!!!” she wailed, and pinched my flesh.
She pushed me back then pulled me in; pushed me back, then pulled me in again, deeper, faster. I got the hint. I took her hands and held them over her head against the wall, and plunged in hard and fast, withdrew to the tip, then in hard and fast again, and again, and again. I felt my knees weaken as I started to get that tingling sensation in the head of my eager erection, alerting me that the load was about to blow! Grateful for the anti-skid shower strips, I rammed it in one last time; her internal squeezes took over and together we exploded. Her arms tensed as our fingers locked tightly together; her legs shook as though they would fail her; and she screamed. She grabbed my wet hair slightly as she once again yanked my head to her and the deep, fierce tongue twirling began anew. Her whole body fell limp and I scrambled to hold her up. She looked up at me with a dizzied glance, then kissed me softly on the tip of my nose, and we slow danced back to the running shower spray.
“Wash my back?” she cooed.
“Not a problem,” I promised.
And then the alarm went off and I woke up!
6/16/2006 6:53 am
Wow! The seductress in me was taking a nap today. Not any more. You've got me so hot, I'm tingling. Maybe I should go take a shower myself...a cold one. Phew! Nice story.|
Yup...this juiciness is from me....
6/16/2006 7:29 am
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