Steamier
You can read the first part of this tale here…
“Fuck me now,” I said, bent over and wet in front of his already hard cock. Steam filled the bathroom and he stepped closer to me and grabbed my ass, enjoying the feel of my smooth skin. He spanked me and I yelped, the water intensifying the slap.
“Bend over farther,” he growled. “Grab your ankles.”
I was happy to oblige, the water running down my neck as the blood rushed to my head. I felt him close behind me, lovingly caressing my ass and sliding his fingers occasionally into my exposed pussy. The shower was filled with steam, making it hard to see and breathe.
He played with my pussy with the tip of his cock and my knees went weak. He was in one of those moods…a mood for all-out love-making, not just a quick fuck in the shower. He was in the mood to enjoy every inch of my tight body, to explore every part of me.
And I was right. He slid his cock into me slowly, deeply, without hurry, and waited there, feeling me quiver around him. He filled me to the brim, his balls pressed against skin and he took in the feeling of being in me.
“Fuck, Rori. You feel so good. I could stay like this all my life, living in your pussy.”
“I would let you…” I lifted my head from the floor and saw stars as the blood began flowing again. He grabbed my hair, twisting his hands around the wet tendrils, and slowly, carefully, with every intent to feel every movement, began to fuck me. The water flower down my back and ass, tickling us both as he slid in and out slowly. I felt an orgasm begin to build and grow as he yanked my head back, thrusting into me faster and faster, his balls bouncing against my clit.
Suddenly he stopped, pulled me upright, and pinned me again the shower wall, facing him. He got down on his knees, not spending long teasing my lips with his tongue and nibbling my milky-white thighs before beginning to lick my pussy. I gasped as he found my clit with his tongue and moaned as he sucked it before going back to licking up my juices.
“God you taste like heaven.”
One hand on my stomach to pin me to the wall, he began to finger me with the other hand, slowly, as the water kept us warm. I moaned some more, gasping each time his fingers pumped into me, hitting my G-spot. He watched me, a smile on his face, enjoying my pleasure.
“I want to make you cum tonight, Rors,” he said, “at least three times.”
To be continued…
Edit from Aurora: I’ve moved! Cum visit me at Between My Sheets!
January 1st, 2008 at 6:44 pm
I have really enjoyed what I have read and I liked so much that I sent it to my girlfriend and she has not gotten it yet.