In the shower

He placed his hands on her bare shoulders, stroking
her smooth skin, then taking hold of the towel wrapped around
her pulled it off. She was gorgeous, her beauty was understated,
though unmistakable. He silently thanked whatever in
the universe had brought her to him. > > She playfully pulled away and darted into the bathroom.
"Coming?" > > He threw off his clothes as fast as he could finding
her already inside the shower, eyes closed, hot water flowing
over her body. The bathroom was dark with the only light
coming from the crack in the doorway. He slid open the glass
door, stood behind her and began lightly teasing her nipples.
She didn’t move, only acknowledging his presence with
a sharp intake of breath. > > He lathered his hands and starting at her neck rubbed
them across her shoulders, down her back, around her bottom
in soft, circular motions and then slid his soapy hands
between her ass cheeks. Her low moan encouraged him to slide
his hands around to the front of her thighs and stroke their
insides. She leaned back against him as his hands traveled
up her belly, his cock pressed hard against her. Finally
his hands held her breasts, perfect in size and weight,
the nipples still hard from his earlier touch.The water,
the soap, the steam, the darkness, her softness, his hardness,
their passion, was perfect. > > > She rested the back of her head against his chest and
her hands reached backward and rested on the front of his
thighs. His cock jerked as he expected her to turn around
and reciprocate his touch but instead she allowed herself
to be completely taken away. If it was even possible her
complete submission turned him on even more. He kept slowly
squeezing her breasts, her nipples; bending down, his
lips softly kissed her neck. > > She began moving her ass deliberately, seductively
against his hard cock even though she knew she would be punished
for it later. She was now barely holding on to any kind of
control. She arched her back as his hands left her breasts
and slid down her body. Her legs automatically spread as
his hand slipped lower and lathered her smooth labia and
clit, rubbing softer then harder then softer, teasing
her till she literally trembling with the need to come but
she had not yet broken down and begged for release. > > Not yet…… > > > He loved the feel of her smooth pussy, naked and always
so inviting. Her lips soft like velvet slipped through
his fingers and he felt her clit hardening, mirroring the
hardness of her nipples. He knew she needed to come and mercilessly
he stroked and squeezed her clit to drive her there, long
slow stokes that started at the entrance to her pussy and
circled up and over her clit. Little gentle flicks to tease
it further, to push her to the edge of orgasm. He knew just
how her clit would feel when she could hold back no longer.
She shuddered with desire and pleasure and he knew she was
very close. > > “Not yet”, he whispered into her ear. “Not until I allow
you”. > > > He placed her hands against the wall, bent her to the
perfect angle and slid into her. Inside she was wet and warm
and slippery, outside she was wet and warm and slippery.
God, this was exquisite. Her pussy was so tight; he thought
he would come just from her excitement. His hands could
not stop twisting her nipples. > > He loved to play with her nipples, pulling them, stretching
them and feeling her flesh beneath his fingers. The softness
of her breasts contrasted starkly with the hardness of
her nipples as though they were not part of the same body.
He knew just how much she needed to come but he knew too how
much she needed to be kept from that release until he granted
it. And he knew too that he was not going to grant it, not yet.
> > He fucked her harder and faster. Looking down he could
see his cock driving into her, the water from the shower
running down over her round ass and dripping down. Suddenly
he wanted to see her, look at her sex and he abruptly withdrew,
turned her around, and ordered her to sit on the edge of the
tub, spread her legs wide and hold open her sex for his pleasure.
He knelt and looked at her pussy, the beauty of her flesh.......his
flesh. He could see her lips flushed and swollen with desire.
He brought his lips gently to her clit and held it between
his teeth, a prisoner to his tongue. Pulling it gently into
his mouth he sucked and flicked it with his tongue. He inserted
a finger into her while still sucking her clit, flicking
it faster with his tongue. > > > He knew exactly how she liked to be licked and sucked
and teased. He could sense her legs shaking, trembling
as she fought for control and he needed release as much as
she did. She gasped as he replaced his finger with his cock,
not moving, just the single motion of entry. She leaned
back so he could fill her completely and without a single
thrust he felt her start to come and knew she wouldn't
be able to stop this time. > > “You want to come?” he whispered, “Then you know what
you must do”. > > “Yes…….please……..please…..May I come?” > > He whispered his permission in her ear. > > “Then come for me, my darling, come now” and as she tightened
around him surrendering herself, he grabbed her waist
holding her tight to him as he emptied himself into her.