I close the door behind me, and turn on the lights. The bathroom lights blink on in a harsh whiteness that makes my eyes water and i must blink a few times before adjusting. I strip off my clothes and lean in to turn on the water in the shower. It runs for a bit, and i close the curtain and let the water heat up. I study myself in the mirror, never really satisfied with how i look. I pull my hair back, brown with bits of reddish at the bottom that brushes the tops of my breasts. I decide on pulling my hair up in a ponytail, folding it over to make sure nothing gets wet. Slipping off my glasses, i fold them and rest them on the counter as i enter the now-steaming shower.
The water feels good, but i always loved the water so hot it makes my skin pink. After awhile, i turn the cool water on some, so it’s not so bad. I start to lather my skin, moving up my arms and my neck and shoulders. I’m surprised when i see another pair of hands, larger than mine, slide over my soapy arms and move to cup my breasts. I can’t help but smile, as those fingers being to massage and roll my nipples between fingertips. Funny, I didn’t hear him come in. I press myself back against him, fighting the urge to grind. No, not just yet… He pinches my nipples, making me gasp and jump. He takes that advantace to lean in and lick and bite at my neck, holding me in place. It feels wonderful and makes me squirm badly, giggling a bit.
Suddenly, he turns me around, and i see hazel eyes and blond hair. I can’t fight the naughty grin rising on my face. I lean in and lick his ear slowly, nibbling and tuging on the ear lobe. I hear him make a little groan and i gasp when he presses me against the cold tile wall. My legs have a mind of their own, one wrapping around his waist while the other fights for footing in the wet shower. My mind is reeling with desire, lust and most of all, love. I love this person and i’ve longed for this. I know he has too, i can see it reflected in those hazel eyes. I feel him hard against me and i almost let out a little moan. My hear is racing, and i watch him direct his cock inside me. I can feel it slide in and i shiver some, tilting back my head. He bites at my neck, as the shower keeps spraying us in semi-cooler water. Slowly, we being to move. So good.. so,so good…. I kiss him roughly, lips, teeth and tongue. I’m drowning in pleasure. He groans softly against my neck and moves faster. Yes, yes.. I moan and whisper, “yes, please… faster, harder… please go harder…” I hear him say.. “ohh…” before he starts to pound me. I can hear our panting and the slap of our skin amist the running shower. Part of me is wondering if anyone can hear… the other could care less. He’s bucking me against the wall. And. It. Is. Wonderful.
I start to tighten and my eyes widen. He looks up at me while he thrusts, and it’s more intimate than our actions this very minute. I can’t help it; I release and whimper. I feel him jerk and stiffen, following me not long after. The water is soothing and cold against our bodies. I rinse off and step out, drying myself off. He follows, turning off the shower and we dry each other off. I smile up at him and give him a kiss. “Good luck on your test today.”
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Nice story…