0 comments/ 14596 views/ 0 favorites Showerhead By: hardasrock782 Stepping into the front door I call out for she but she do not reply. "Hmmmm" I say to myself dropping my keys on the table and turning for my bedroom. Checking my watch, I am puzzled by she not being here. Shrugging my shoulder I head into my bedroom and take off my work clothes, gathering them up I take them to the laundry room and drop them into the washer. Reaching down I slip off my briefs and toss them in with the rest of my clothes. The air hitting my bare prick feels good after being clothed all day. I reach down and run my hand down the length of my shaft and can't help recalling the marathon fuck we had just the night before. Lost in the moment I imagine her full lips slipping over the head of my limp dick and sucking it inside the velvet warmth of her sexy mouth. It excites me and causes a drop of precum to form on the head of my dick. Sighing, I grab a towel from the dryer and head down to the shower. Adjusting the water temperature I step inside. The hot water hits my naked body and feels so good after being outside working. Grabbing the liquid soap I lather up, as my hand touches my cock I realize that it is a little sore from the massive amount of fucking we have done over the past few days. I grin and then laugh a bit at how lucky I am to have found a sexy woman like she that enjoy sex as much as myself. I am startled from my thought at the sound of the shower door opening behind me. Not turning, a smile crosses my face as she step in behind me and I can feel her naked full breasts pressing into the area just below my shoulder blades. Her arms slide around my body and a wave of pleasure passes through me as her neatly manicured fingernails runs through my chest hair and brushes across my nipples. I feel the blood rushing to my groin and the head of my thick cock swell as she kisses my shoulders and back, Pulling down on my shoulders, I lower myself just enough so that she can kiss my neck. “Hi…..Miss me?” She whispers breathlessly in my ear. “I had something….I had to do.” She continues in between gentle kisses up my neck. “Did you fuck him?” I respond laughing playfully, then turning so that I can look into her sexy eyes. “No….I just sucked his cock until he came in my mouth.” Looking up at me with a look of pure lust and a devious grin on her pretty face I let out a sigh and pull her body into mine. She knows how excited I get when she tells me about fucking other men. I kiss her full upon the mouth as my dick swells until it is throbbing and pressing against the soft, smooth flesh of her tummy. Her talented hands drop to my smoothly shaved pubic region. Finding my hardening shaft, I moan gently as her hand curls around its girth, fingers rhythmically stoking my engorged length. “Aren’t you going to tell me?” I half moan enjoying immensely the gentle pounding of the steamy water and the feel of her hands on my now hard and throbbing tool. “Later…. Right now all I want to do is suck on the cock I have been waiting all day for.” I let out another long sigh at her words as she lean forward and flick my right nipple with her tongue, causing my cock head to swell even larger in her hand. Reaching back I adjust the water temperature up, the shower stall fills with steam. Lowering herself to her knees before me she places a wet kiss on my swollen cock head as her maidenly soft hand strokes its length. I look down at her and behold the vision of my lust. Her kneeling before me, body soaking wet, her dark hair held back by the weight of its wetness, I see her full lips about to devour my manhood. I am in heaven. Parting her lips she takes my thick shaft into her waiting mouth, slowly devouring its length until they are seated at its base. Pressing them into the smooth, shaved flesh of my groin, she pauses there. I can feel her expert tongue rubbing the underside of my rigid shaft, the feeling is incredible. Throwing my head back I moan loudly. “Oh God….Yes….Kathy, you suck my cock so fucking good!!” And then as if waiting upon that affirmation she begins slowly working her way back up the shaft. Pausing at the head she looks up, the angelic look on her face is nearly enough to make me climax. “I love sucking this gorgeous dick, Michael….. It makes me wet….. Sometimes it is all I can think about until I have it in my mouth.” She says to me in between flicks of her talented tongue over my sensitive head. Then with a quick move of her lips she devours the entire length of my cock once again. Time seems to stand still as she works my shaft with her mouth, slowly at first and then in earnest. The warmth of the water hitting my naked flesh accentuates the sensation of her full lips gliding up and down my erection. Reaching around grabbing my ass, she picks up the pace even further, her mouth begins to make those “fucking” noises that I enjoy so much. Holding my ass with one hand the other gently caresses my inner thighs and heavy balls. My moaning is non stop now; she looks up at me with her mouth wrapped around my shaft; the unmitigated lust in her eyes is palatable. She is enjoying what she is doing immensely. She might be using her mouth but in truth her entire body is involved in giving me head. The feelings passing through my cock and body are beyond description, the words escape me. Leaning back against the tile wall of the shower I brace myself with my hands. Pulling my length from her mouth she lowers her darting tongue down to my balls and licks them gently while her hand strokes my length. I moan louder as she sucks each of my balls into her mouth. “Michael I want you……I want that hot cum down my throat…..fuck my mouth with your big, hard, cock……fuck my mouth until it explodes.” She moans in half sentences between the ministrations she perform on me. Grabbing the back of her head I weave my fingers into her short, wet, dark hair and force her mouth back over the head of my shaft. I can hear and feel her moaning as I begin thrusting my cock in and out of her lips just like it was her tight little pussy. Her left hand grasps the base of my cock as her right falls uncontrollably to the lips of her sweet little cunt probing its pretty pink flesh and rubbing her sensitive little clit. The scene is unbelievably hot, her, kneeling before me, me, thrusting my rigid prick into her mouth in the same way I fucked her tight pussy from behind the night before. I can feel my balls draw up tight to my groin and I knew that it won’t be much longer before I would be pumping load after load of hot semen into her sweet mouth. Pulling my cock from her mouth I hold it against my stomach then let it spring free, it lightly slaps her pouting lips and she grins. Using the same motion I grasp the base, gently cock whipping her pretty face. “Are you ready to taste me? Are you ready to feel my hot cum explode in your mouth……are she going to be my little cum slut?” I moan rubbing my cock across her sexy full lips. “Oh yes baby…..make me your little cock slut….fill my mouth…I want to taste that sweet cum”. She replies softly and sexily, grabbing my cock by the base of the shaft and enveloping its length with one smooth motion. Her lips become a blur as she pumps my rock hardness in and out of her gorgeous mouth. My cock head swells; the soft drone of the water hitting our bodies and the slurping noises her mouth makes fills the shower stall with an erotic music. The index finger of her right hand rubs her clit furiously as the closing scene of this oral sex-opera builds to a crescendo. Then as if an electric charge hit me: “Oh Fuck!!.....God Kathy…..Yes, Yes, Yesssss” I scream biting my lower lip as my body tightens. My searing hot cum explodes into her gorgeous sucking mouth. She tastes my flood of semen and greedily swallows the first long ribbon I offer. However, almost simultaneously her pussy detonates into a climax that makes it nearly impossible for to concentrate on my cock. She struggles to maintain as waves of intense pleasure rack her trembling body. As the second stream of cum fires into her mouth it hits the back of her throat and she is not prepared. It overflows and runs from the corner of her mouth dripping down her chin as my cock head slips from between her sexy lips. Instinctively she grasps my shaft and begins pumping it aiming it at her beautiful face. Her talented fingers bring forth a third ribbon of jism nearly as large as the first two, it splashes across her partially closed mouth, grazes her cheek and lands on her left shoulder, the whole while her free hand continues working her shaved pussy and clit. Regaining control she thrust her mouth quickly over my throbbing tool, sucking it passionately as a forth and two other much smaller streams of cum fill her mouth. As my climax subsides my body relaxes, my knees weaken and I lean back against the shower wall to catch myself. As I do my cock slips from between her lips. I look down at her angelic face. The falling water landing on her up turned face has nearly washed the spilled cum off but I can still see traces of it. The look on her beautiful face exceeds the limits of language to describe. Mesmerized by her piercing green eyes I stare down at she. A few moments pass then her pouting mouth slowly parts, using her tongue she force the hidden surprise through the narrow opening onto the surface of her full lips. My cum that she held in her mouth runs down her chin and from the corner of her sexy mouth. It would have been washed away. Instead, using a graceful move of her left index finger, she feed it back into her waiting mouth, the whole time her eyes remain riveted to my own. I see her sexy throat move as she swallow my gift to she; the look on her face is pure ecstasy and causes my spent cock to leap. Licking her lips slowly and sensually she inaudibly mouths the words: “…..Tastes so good”. I am in total awe; it was by far the sexiest vision I have ever beheld. Reaching down I help her to her feet and we embrace pressing our bodies full against each other. I kiss her mouth and neck, whispering in her ear how incredible she is. Hugging me tight, she breathes in my ear; “Let’s go finish this in bed………….” Showerhead The water is slightly chilly when I first turn on the faucet and test it with the back of my hand. I pull the knob on the tub faucet, and the water pressure is transferred to the shower head above. I've left the tub stopper in place, so it will continually fill up as I use the shower. You know, there's only so much hot water to be had in these apartments. The bathroom fan is also left off so that the heat and humidity of the shower will permiate the entire room. One last check of the door. Locked. I live alone, and yet I still must have the door locked. Old habits die hard, I guess. In any case, it helps keep every last ounce of heat in. I love turning my bathroom into my own personal sauna. My candles are lit, and already the combined heat of them and the shower is beginning to fog up my large mirror. I decide to turn off the main bathroom lights. I have enough candles going that there is low light to see by. My eyes may have to adjust a little, but oh well. The mood is better with low light. I feel like I've been stranded sexually for a week now. My man is away on business, and I'm feeling so pent up that I might explode. I told him I'd wait until he got back, and not pleasure myself, but I've decided that's a promise I just can't keep. I'm going to die if I don't get off...and soon. I remove my robe very slowly, tracing my fingers along my collar bone as I slide it off my shoulders. I watch in the mirror and feel my nails scraping gently along my tanned skin. I can feel the goosebumps forming on my arms. When I reach my shoulders, a shudder passes directly down my spine and through my legs, igniting the fire within me and adding more goosebumps to my entire figure. I find myself biting my bottom lip. My eyes feel slightly heavy as I focus on the feeling of my nails upon my upper arms. The fabric of my robe gets a little caught up on my erect nipples as it begins to glide further downward. I have a nice, shapely figure, and my 34C breasts are at full attention now as they are revealed from beneath the cloth. I inhale a deep breath of the steam-filled air and watch in the mirror as my chest rises and falls in time with my breathing. A few more breaths and all I want to do is massage my rock hard nipples and pinch them, but I must delay the pleasure. It's the teasing that makes it good. Finally, I just drop the rest of the robe to my feet and stand admiring my own body. I believe everyone should take the time every now and then to check themselves out in a sexual way. If I can feel sexy in my body, I'm sure to project that in the bedroom. That's my theory anyhow. Looking at my cleanly shaven pussy, I want so badly to rub it, feel it, and grind it until I scream. But no. Not yet. There is time. I just realized the mirror is nearly halfway covered in a fog, and my shower is still running. Don't want to waste the hot water; it's time to get in. Keeping an eye on my curves in the mirror as I turn for the stall, I'm entranced by the candlelight flickering upon my backside. It's so erotic to watch the pale orange glow dance with the shadows of toned muscles and bodily curves. If only my man was here. I would love to watch that candlelight play upon his abs. On his chest. His arms. Everything. Oh, how I want him right now. Lifting my leg over the edge of the tub, I can feel the telltale slickness of my own aroused sex between my thighs. Just thinking about my man, the candlelight, and the heat within the room, I'm already so very turned on. Another shiver runs the length of my body as my foot enters the water that has accumulated in the tub. It's so warm. A warmth flows up and through me, burning within. I feel like I'm melting inside, in a wonderful way. Placing my other foot inside I move toward the misty raining waterfall. I have no idea just how long I've been standing here. I already feel so relaxed and warm throughout. The water is streaming endlessly down upon my brown hair. I'd like to say it was some lovely caramel color or as dark as the night itself, but it really is nothing special. Nothing extraordinary, but it suits me well and I am satisfied with it. I watch as water droplets run off the ends of my hair and down my chest. Some roll down the slopes of my curving breasts and out of my sight. The lucky ones pile up on the end of my nipples and one by one take a dive. Others still take the more direct dive between my two girls. I close my eyes for a second and imagine myself as one of those drops of water, tumbling and sliding down my sleek body, heading straight for my mound. The warmth there must be ten times that of the water itself, and I can imagine myself as that drop of water, being turned into steam in one sheer, intense moment of absolute pleasure upon reaching the folds of my burning pussy. I open my eyes to find that I've placed one hand upon my thigh and my nails are playing a tune there to the pied piper of my imagination. My other hand is massaging my head, taking in large handfuls of hair and scratching hard upon my scalp. I can feel the pleasure welling up within myself. Moving the hand in my hair, I bring it to my breast and begin rubbing and massaging it. Soft from the continual heat onslaught, my nipple immediately responds to the touch and assumes its former erect position. I scrape my nails around my areola and then pinch down hard on the nipple. I felt my stomach writhe with the touch. I've needed this. I still need it. Now more than ever. He's not going to be happy. Too bad. He'll understand. Right now I need pleasure. Grabbing the detachable shower head, I pull it down close to my chest. The water pressure is now intensified being so close to my skin. I circle the streams around my boobs and relish the feeling. There really is nothing to compare it to. Nothing else feels this way, exactly. Twenty or more small jets of water licking the outline of my girls, teasing and playing with them until they start complaining to my pussy to intervene. I'm not one to argue, so down the shower head goes. Tracing across my flat stomach, the edge of the water reaches my sensitive areas. I let out an audible moan as I move it so slowly to its target. Mmm. Closer. So many little jets on my wet pussy. The world stands still while I focus on this feeling. My flower was in such a need for this April shower. It glows with a tenderness and almost numbing feeling while the water presses inward. As I move the head around, random streams come in contact with my clit and make me jump a little bit. She is so sensitive sometimes. Needy is a better word for right now, I think. My legs are becoming slightly weak from standing while feeling all the blood rush into my pussy. I take a seat on the corner shelf of the tub and raise one leg to run the length of the tub next to me, opening up my flower for better access by my showerhead. I imagine my man is here kneeling before me, eating me out like he hasn't had a meal in months. My free hand grabs a fist full of hair and tugs hard as I throw my head back in another loud, echoing moan. Oooh, it feels so good. Eat it. Oh, lick it good. More. Give me more, baby. The water in the tub is getting too high! Shit. I reluctantly turn the knobs and the water flow stops from the shower head. Normally, I may have been quite upset, but my tub has jets. The master bathroom of my place includes a full roman tub complete with water jets. That's just what I need now. My man is done eating me out, and now I want his thick meat in me so bad. I push the button at the far end of the stall. 'Click.' It rumbles as the jets get going. A burst of air bubble escapes each of the five as they spring to life. There are two jets on each side of the tub, and one at the end, used for back massage while lying down. Not tonight. Tonight that jet represents my man. I position myself so that the jet is aimed directly at my entrance. It still has a good distance to shoot, so the pressure isn't intense yet, but that will change. The pulsing feels fabulous as it caresses the folds of my vagina beneath the water. Sliding myself closer to the end of the tub, my legs are forced higher into the air, opening my up further for my lover's full rod. Moans fill the room once more as the thick stream of water and bubbles assault my pussy. So good. So very good. Fuck me good, baby. That's it. Mmmm, yes. Fill me up. Trying to set my pussy completely over the end of the jet, I slip a bit. It's hitting my clit directly! Head on! That's too much! Oh God. Oh here it comes. All the waiting. All the pent up sexuality. It's all coming to this. My fingers get that tingling feeling as my climax greedily steals every ounce of blood from the rest of my body. Every last bit of energy I contain is making a rush for my pussy. Holy shit. This is going to be a big one. I can't even move away from the jet. It continues to pound my clit relentlessly as my muscles tighten for the pending explosion. AAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH............ OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........... All at once I feel like my insides are going to literally explode. Writhing and twisting, I don't care how much water I may be splashing from the tub. I may even be urinating. I can't tell. All I know is I don't want it to stop. It's hard to keep my eyes open. Wave after wave. Concussions of heat, energy, and pure ecstasy flow from me. The water is still sloshing from side to side in the tub. I'm holding on to the side so that I don't drown. I don't think I have the energy to stay above the water. Or what's left of it. I must have kicked the drain open, and there's water all over the bathroom floor. Aftershocks hit me again and again, slowly getting less intense. I have to remember to breathe. A thick fog now lies where the mirror once was. I'm not sure what I'm going to tell my man. Maybe he doesn't need to know. But I really want to tell him about the best damn orgasm I've ever had! Well, at least I was thinking of him... Showerhead Orgasm Denial * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (7 min/mp3) * * * * * I wanted to share my recent shower experience with you . . . I was looking forward to using my new hand-held showerhead after a session with my Master. During my training yesterday, the birch rod was used to place some lovely welts on the top of my breasts and nipples . . . I truly wanted the soothing warm water to take away the sting. When informing Sir that I would be stepping into my shower shortly, he instructed me to practice 2 near-cums, since I am learning orgasm control (and mostly orgasm denial) through Sir’s tutelage. My training has been intense and is no where near finished . . . join me as I step in to the shower.