2 comments/ 26215 views/ 3 favorites Showertime By: Lovepotion69 Hi gorgeous, This text messaging is really doing us in, so I figured I'd send you a proper email instead. It really is a shame we are so far away. The room is still cold, and my nipples seem to get harder by the minute! When I was walking around in the room earlier to turn on the heater, I could see how they were poking out underneath my pyjamas top. I still can't get that craving of taking a nice hot shower or bath with you out of my mind. How I miss those times! You mentioned having both a shower and bathtub in your flat? It really is a shame we're not closer, I would so have loved to share a shower with you. Trust me, it would be fun... First we'd start by relaxing in that cosy sofa of yours. A glass of wine to accompany us. Perhaps even some nice classical music in the background to really get into the mood. We'd snuggle up, talk and catch up on everything that has happened lately. All the fun stuff, the bad stuff and everything in-between. As the hours pass by and we feel the effects of the wine, our minds will be relaxed. A giggle, a smile and a kiss. And then I'll lead you to the shower. Seeing the shower I'm thrilled. It's unusually spacious and with big glass doors surrounding it. You have prepared for tonight, I can tell. The scented candles are placed along the windowpane, bathing the room in warm reddish colours, and a mixed scent of vanilla and cinnamon. As I watch you undress I can't help taking in the sight. The way your shoulder blades flex underneath the skin makes me smile appreciatively. The curve of your buttocks, like a baby's bum, are all too inviting. You walk into the shower and turn the water on. The sound of streaming water is filling the room, and a slight cloud of steam rises from the shower. I enter. The soap glides over my hands and I begin to rub my palms together, inducing the lather. Then I begin to wash myself. My hands are running over my body as you watch me shower. I smile and hand you the shower gel before going back to lathering myself up. My hands glide up my neck and I wash my face. Keeping my eyes closed, I continue to run my hands along my arms and the rest of the body. That's when I feel you. Your fingers are lubricated with soap as you easily part my outer lips. I quickly inhale as I feel your finger brushing by my clit and sink into my folds. You begin a circular motion with your thumb around my clit and tease me by running your fingers along the slit. The combined feeling of warm water streaming down my face and your fingers manipulating my sex is exquisite. You grab my wrist and motion me to take stance against the shower wall. Leaning towards the wall I arch my back, pushing my heart-shaped bottom outwards. For fun I teasingly wiggle it in front of you, knowing perfectly well it's one of my best features. You reward me with a light slap on the right cheek. I flinch at the quick pain, but giggling turn around and smile at you. As I watch you standing behind me, one hand squeezing and moving over your rock hard cock, I toss my hair and give my best 'come-hither' look. You move right behind me, your free hand seeking my now dripping pussy. Parting my buttocks you see my body inviting you in. The red lips glistening from my juices, clit partially exposed underneath its hood. In one swift movement you push your cock inside of me, parting my lips and moving into my inner sanctum. A soft groan escape my lips. With slow deliberate thrusts you begin to move inside of me, making sure you push all the way in, as deep as possible. As your pace increases so does the strength of your thrusting. By now you're pushing into me with deep hard thrusts, lifting me up with each one. The water hits my arched back and run down my ass. Occasionally I can feel some of it trickling down my crack. Standing on my toes and hands against the wall, I try to keep my balance as you ride me as hard as you can. With your hands on my hips to steer me, I meet your thrust with an equal amount of enthusiasm. The feeling of your hands holding a tight grip of my hips while ramming into me hard, makes me squeal in delight. Suddenly I can feel your hand in my hair. Twirling my dark locks around your hand, you yank my head backwards. The hair tugging lends an exciting edge to our already heated session. I can sense you leaning in over my body, and then I hear your voice: "Do you like this?" I nod my head, the wet hair clinging to my face. You give my hair another tug and I have to bend my head back even more. "Do you like feeling me fuck you like this? Hard and fast." "Oh yes," I whisper. "I love it when you fuck me hard." "And the hair tugging?" As you ask I can feel your hand taking a better grip of my hair. "The hair tugging's great! It makes it feel so much...naughtier." "I know," you say into my ear. "And naughty's always good, right babe?" Your lips are only inches from my ear. I can feel your warm breath on my cheek. "You're a great lay," you say. "Always so enthusiastic and willing. Always so...randy." "Mmmm, and you're always wonderfully horny and with a raging hardon," I smile while pushing my ass into your groin, grinding it against you, feeling your cock tickle me from the inside. Your left hand moves up to my breasts and you begin to squeeze them. Caressing and squeezing them you manipulate the nipples. Looking unusually perky in the warm water, you lightly pinch them. Moving from the nipples you let your fingers trace along my neck and throat. "Suck them," you say, offering me two fingers. I part my lips and let the index finger slide in. Twirling my tongue around the finger I see to it that it gets nicely lubricated. Then I begin to suck. While licking and sucking your fingers, one at a time, your other hand let go of my hair. Instead it seeks its way down my front, lathering my stomach and closing down on my sex. You feel my newly shaven mound. I can hear you sigh happily when feeling the smoothness of the skin. Quickly you glide your fingers over my clit. I jump at the sensation and feel your dick push deeper inside me. The soap is a wonderful lubricant. It makes your hands glide over my body with great ease. As you savagely thrust yourself into me, pushing my upper body against the wall, your fingers strum my clit and leaves my breath ragged. As our orgasms draw closer I turn my head towards you and you kiss me hard. Your tongue sneaks into my mouth, lightly wrestling with mine before tickling the corners of my lips. I can feel the cold tiles pressing against my heaving bosom as your increased thrusts force me into the wall. In a final act of passion you ram yourself hard and deep into me. I scream out loud as I feel my muscles closing down on your twitching member. You let out a hoarse groan and whisper my name into my open mouth. Leslie. Showertime The water is warm and relaxing as it beats gently against your skin. It has been another long day and, with the change in the weather, you had been thinking for hours about the warmth and comfort of your shower. You had arrived and forsaken any thought of food as you stepped into your bathroom and began to remove your office clothing. Your skirt and blouse were on the floor before you stopped to look yourself over in the mirror. A quick turn to the side and a glance at your legs was followed with a satisfied smile. You leaned in to start the water, and then removed your work-a-day bra and panties. Another glance at your naked body and another knowing smile and you slipped into the cascading warmth and pulled the curtain closed behind you. The rushing water had muffled the sound of me opening the door as you undressed. I was going to surprise you but stopped when I saw you undressing. With the door only slightly ajar, I watched you as you slipped off your blouse and skirt and admired your body. The lingerie that remained was nothing fancy but the sight of you in it caused my body to immediately respond. When you turned to the side to admire yourself in the mirror, I was able to admire your shapely ass and your long sexy legs. I knew I should make you aware of my presence but was enjoying the view too much to disrupt the scene. As your removed your bra and released your breasts, your casual nature was no match for the desire that was building inside of me. As you bent to slide your panties down you legs, I caught of glimpse of those lips that form at the top of your thighs. It might have been an everyday routine moment for you, but it had me in quite a state. My clothes remained in the hallway as I quietly entered the bathroom. I could hear you quietly humming and I pulled the end of the shower curtain aside to look at you. You were facing the water and I could see your soapy hands making circles on and under your breasts. It seemed to me you were taking more time than was required for a cleaning but I did not feel the need to mention that. It wasn't until the first low moan replaced the humming that I knew what you were up to. You added more soap and I watched your hands move down your belly until they disappeared behind your hips. I could see your feet spread slightly and your fingers appear between your thighs. It was a moment that didn't need to be interrupted by me but my male libido got the best of me anyway. "You need some help with that?" I asked as I stepped in behind you. "Geez," you shouted as you turned to face me. "You scared the shit out of me. When did you get home?" "In time to admire your body as you got ready to get in here." You leaned in and kissed me quickly. "So you liked it, huh?" you said as you glanced down at me. "At least from the looks of that cock of yours you certainly seem to. So is that offer still good?" "Huh?" I said "About helping me out in here? Never showered with a guy before." The grin on my face answered the question as I stepped toward you and wrapped your soapy body in my arms, feeling the warm water running off of your shoulder and into the space between us. I could feel your breasts against my chest and your belly against my cock. I kissed you hard and pulled you even closer as my hands ran down your back and cupped your ass. Your tongue wasted no time finding mine. After moments of absolute lust, we separated. "Turn around dear," I said as I released my grip on you. You were back in the position I found you as I stepped forward and pressed against you, my cock resting in the space between your ass cheeks. I took the shower gel from your hands and put some on my palms. "I'm not sure if these got a thorough enough cleaning," I said as my hands cupped your breasts. The gel allowed my hands to move smoothly across your chest, rubbing across their surface and sliding underneath them. I could feel your nipples against my palms with each pass, becoming harder every time I made another pass across them. I put my hands beneath them and playfully pushed them upward and together. "Hey look, Pamela Anderson!" I said kiddingly. "Oh, so that's what you want huh?" "No baby, I want you," I whispered into your ear in a much more serious tone. As my hands continued to massage you, I closed my eyes and kissed your neck as the water bounced off your soft skin onto my face. You could feel my finger and thumb slide along your breast and find your hard, excited nipple. The soft squeeze I applied to each of them made you moan. You could feel my excitement rising against your ass as I played with you. My hands slipped off of your breasts as you let out a barely audible sigh. "More soap please," I whispered as I held out my hands. The cool gel was a contrast to the heat of the water and of your body. I rubbed my hands together and moved them to your belly, moving them up and down from the area below your breasts to your hips. "If I remember correctly, you didn't have time to get this area very clean before I interrupted you." You moaned softly and I could imagine you smiling as my hands brushed your skin before ending up at the top of your thighs. I had to lean forward to reach down further and this forced my hips away from your ass. The cool air hardened me even more as my hands moved together; my fingertips each touching one of your swollen lips. You feet moved apart as they had for you, but this time your knees seemed a bit weaker. My right hand reached between your thighs and found the top of your pussy; my middle finger found your clit in a very excited state. The soap that remained made it easy to make small circles around it; my fingers stopping to gently flick at the underside. "Damn it," was all you could say as you pressed your hands on the front wall of the shower. "Turn around please," I said hoarsely, betraying my own excitement. As you turned, I knelt down in the tub in front of you. With one arm, I lifted your leg until it rested on my shoulder. I watched as the water ran down your breasts, across you belly and along your pussy lips until it formed a small rivulet of water falling to the floor of the shower. You could sense what I wanted and leaned your hips forward until they were in contact with my mouth. As you moved forward, the warmth of the water against your back made you gasp. My tongue slid into that crease between your lips, spreading them open. Trickles of water still ran off of them and into my mouth but there was sweetness added; the one that I knew was from your passion for me. I spread my tongue flat against your pussy and lapped my way from the bottom to the top; stopping to kiss your clit at the end of each stroke. The noises I heard above the sound of the water told me you were enjoying my attention. I could feel your wet hands in my hair as you pulled me closer, not tightly but encouraging me to continue. I'm sure the entire scene would have looked awkward to anyone who could have seen but in our passion we were able to make it work. You leaned against the shower wall as I continued to lick you, tightening my tongue and beginning to lick the inside of each of your lips. Your juices were flowing freely now, their light thickness a contrast to the occasional drops of water that found their way down your chest. "Cumming honey," you cried as your body was washed with something beside warm water and soap. "Cumming...!" Your fingers tightened in my hair as you pressed your hips tightly against my lips. "Cumming...!" Like I couldn't tell. As your orgasm subsided and your body regained some of its composure, I looked up to see you staring down at me. The light in your eyes was brighter than any light I had seen in this bathroom before. "The water's getting cold," you whispered. I hadn't noticed as I rose up smiling to kiss you.