Request: Shower Sex [M F]

He walks in the door and slips off his shoes. As he sets his briefcase down on the kitchen table, he hears music coming from the bathroom. Walking down the hallway, the shower turns on.

Pulling off her shirt and dropping it to the floor, she attaches the speaker to her IPod and clicks "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails. The music pounds out the heavy bass, she starts to sway as she unbuttons her jeans and peels them off. Reaching behind her she unlatches her bra and lets it fall off her arms onto the sink, half hanging off it. She walks the short space to the shower and pulls back the curtain to turn on the water. The steam starts to fill the room and she's stretching upwards as she hears a creak behind her. Quickly grabbing her hanging towel, she covers her front as she turns her head towards the door.

As he reaches the bathroom, steam starts to creep out from the bottom of the door. He knows his girl is in there, and his pants start to tighten at the thought. After such a long day, he wants to tear into her and relieve his tension. He opens the door to see her stretching, fingers to the ceiling. Damn he thinks, Her ass is so fine… She grabs her towel and looks back at him with wide eyes, "Don't you knock?" she asks as she covers her front. "No, not in my own house. Especially when I hear you in the shower. You'd tell me to go away if I didn't just walk in. Now why don't you drop that towel and come over here. I think I might be wearing too many clothes." he replies.

Smiling, she wraps the towel around her, covering her breasts. "Awe come on, you know I won't just let you see me all at once!" she says. She walks to him, and pulls at the collar of his shirt. "I love when you wear these button ups…" She pulls him into the bathroom and closes the door behind him. "We have to keep the steam in, we wouldn't want it to get too cold in here." she says. "Don't worry baby, I'm sure we won't have a problem with the cold any time soon." he replies with a sly smile.

She pushes him against the door and starts to loosen his tie. Freeing it from him, she steps back and drapes it around her neck, tightening it close to her skin. He reaches for her, and she bats his hand away. Shaking her finger, she says silkily, "You can't touch until I tell you to." Continuing with his shirt, she unbuttons it and lets it hang from his shoulders. Trailing her finger across his collarbone, she looks up and says, "You know, I think I like where this is going." He breathes out hard, not realizing he was holding it in, and his pants feel like they're going to bust at the seams. She notices that he has stiffened, and decides to continue the slow torture. Her fingers graze against his chest, down his abs. Right as her nail drops to the hollow of his naval, she leans in and licks next to his left nipple with the tip of her tongue. He pushes himself back against the door hard, and grabs onto her waist. "I didn't tell you to touch me." she says. "Well I don't really give a fuck." He replied, looking up at the ceiling with his eyes closed.

Rolling her eyes, she continues to lick around his nipple, and her hands slide around his waist and to his back. Moving them up to his shoulder blades, she curls them so her nails and palm are the only things touching his skin. He looks down at her, letting one of his hands pull her chin to to look back at him and leans down to her lips. They kiss, and the second their lips meet, her nails scratch down his back. He arches forward and pulls her in by the back of her neck and his hand on her lower back, letting her feel his erection against the towel. Once her fingers get to his pants, she pulls them back, and begins sliding his shirt off his arms, dropping it to the floor. Still kissing, he pulls at her towel. Letting it fall, he stops, "Step back," he murmurs. "I want to look at you."

She complies, adding a slow spin after her step back. "God, you are so sexy." He smiles, pulling her back in by her wrists. Her IPod rings out "Heart-Shaped Box" by Nirvana as the skin of her breasts touches his chest. Heat flares low in her belly, she needs him. Finding the button of his pants, she begins taking them off. He kisses her neck, nipping lightly below her ear, and moving his hands across her back. One finds the base of her neck, and he grabs a fist of hair. Pulling it, her head falls back and a moan escapes her lips. She drops to her knees, and takes down his pants with her, pulling them off his feet. Her hands slide up his legs, finding the bottom edge of his boxers. She pulls them down as well, and stands up as he steps out of them. His lips and hands are everywhere, pulling her closer, never satisfied. His hands graze over her ass and he grabs the elastic of her thong, pulling it away from her skin, and letting go. A sharp smack on her hip where the it hit, and she gasps against his lips. He pulls at it again, this time pulling it off her, letting it fall to her feet.

The song changes to "Feel Like Makin' Love" by Bad Company as he slides his hands under her butt and hoists her up. She wraps her legs around him, kissing his neck. He sits down on the toilet lid and she's straddling him, grinding against his hip. He lifts her hips, and repositions her to sit almost on top of his member. With one hand on her ass, he brings his other to grab his hard cock and strokes it a few times before he pushes it onto her mound. "I want you to fuck me with that hard cock," she whispers. "Are you gonna give me what I want?" "Oh babe, I always want to give you what you want." he answers, and lifts his legs enough to slide himself into her. "You're always so wet for me, girl," he moans.

She's grinding atop him slowly, as he licks and nips at her nipples. His right hand finds her clit and he starts to rub it with his fingertips. She responds by quickening her movement, and scratching his arms. The faster he rubs, the faster she moves, and after another song change to "Whole lotta love" by Led Zeppelin, he feels like he's going to explode. Not wanting to end their fun, he lifts her under her thighs and without breaking contact, he steps into the shower under the hot water. He reaches up to the snake shower head and unclips it from its perch. Bringing it down, he wets the wall to warm it up, and then pushes her against it. With her supported by the wall and his hand he aims the shower head underneath the both of them, wetting her asshole. She squeals like a schoolgirl, and he drops the hose, Fuck she's sexy he thinks. Gripping her ass with both hands now, he pounds into her. Taking her a bit away from the wall every time he pulls out and slamming into her, forcing her back into the wall. Her face is tilted up in delight, moans filling the small, steamy room. One of her hands is bracing herself on the wall, the other's nails digging into his back and neck.

He can't stop himself when she starts yelling his name, begging him to continue. Speeding up, she gets tighter around him and he knows she's about to come. "Tell me, girl! Tell me your cumming!" He strains. "Oh, oh babe. Your fucking me so good I'm going to cum all over you!" The song changes to The Red Hot Chili Peppers' "Give It Away," and as the chorus hits its peak, he slams into her hard and find his release with her on the edge. He starts to tremble as he pushes in for her again, as she grabs his face so he can watch her and explodes around him.

They slide down to the floor of the tub, and he cradles her in his lap. She reaches for the shower head, and wets them both, washing away the sweat. He smiles at her and they stay sitting that way until they realize how tired they are, and they wash up and crawl into bed.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1wut10/request_shower_sex_m_f