So this happened a few years ago. I was 19 at the time and dating this guy I had gone to high school with. Quick description of me, I am 5’2, have black hair, average-ish build, 34D chest with pierced nipples, and a decent ass, enough to grab onto but nothing to write home about. I was basically the dream big titty goth gf for all the weird kids in high school. My boyfriend at the time, let’s call him Mike, was 6’1, slightly athletic and had a big beard that I always loved, and a much better ass than me.
So we were still young, and Mike and I both lived with our respective parents while we went to school, which meant that private time was somewhat limited, and when we did manage to sneak off, we had to keep it quiet, which is just, the absolute worst, especially because I tend to like it a little rougher in bed. We had a great opportunity one weekend though, when Mike’s parents were gone away for the weekend, and we had full use of his house!
Safe to say, we made full use of our time. I don’t think I was fully clothed at any point that weekend. We fucked in pretty much every room. In his parents bed, in his living room, I blew him in the hallway, he ate me out on top of the counter in his kitchen(my favourite part of the weekend), but the most memorable time is when we decided to have sex in the shower. We’ve all seen the videos. The couple is going at it, the steam is rising, he pushes her against the glass leaving a sexy handprint. Who wouldn’t want that? But it turns out, it’s a little more difficult than it looks.
So this all started towards the end of the Saturday. We had been going at like seniors who had just used viagra for the first time, so we were taking a bit of a break, getting ready to go to bed. We were laying in his parents bed watching Spongebob, you know because we were adults. Mike had a weird habit of liking to be fully clothed most the time, pretty much the only exceptions were when he showered and when we had sex (tune in to find out) so he was straight up in jeans and a sweater even though he was lying in bed with his girlfriend at like 11pm. I was trying my best to be sexy, so I had on one of his shirts and a pair of boxers (comfort is sexy, people!)
At one point I decided to take a shower, as I had spent the whole day fucking and despite my best efforts I was pretty sure I still had some cum in my hair. So just casually I got up and made my way to his parents en suite bathroom. I had no intentions of taking him for another round but on my way to the bathroom I noticed Mike starring at my ass. Something about him checking me out in my baggy boxers, even though he had spent the whole day having his way with me turned me on so much, in such a wholesome way, like when you fall asleep cuddling and when you wake up and he’s grabbing your boob.
So I go to the bathroom and start undressing. I can’t stop thinking about Mike. I’m already wet and I haven’t even turned the water on. I decide to act. I call out to Mike to get me a towel, and while he’s doing that I get the water running. I’m determined to look as hot as I can before he comes in, so I get in the shower before the water is even warm and start lathering myself up. The benefit is that this made my nipples hard as diamonds lol.
Mike comes in and I’ve gotten myself nice and soapy. He doesn’t even try and hide his staring as he watches me spend significantly too much time “washing” my breasts. I thank him for giving me the towel and casually offer up the suggestion.
“You could probably use a shower yourself. You had a busy day.”
“I usually shower in the morning.” To this day I don’t know if he was joking or just an idiot.
“But that’s so wasteful, you should conserve water and just shower with me.” I say in my sexiest voice. (the environment is sexy too, people!) He gets the message this time. And he strips down and hops in with me. Lucky for him the water has heated up by now. I don’t waste any time and start stroking his cock.
“Oh so I guess my busy day isn’t over” he says.
I smile at him and get down on my knees. He’s fully hard now, and I have to take a moment to talk about Mike’s dick, because to this day it’s the best I’ve had. A nice length, probably 6.5 to 7 inches, so its big but manageable, and it’s thick. It also has a slight curve upwards which personally I love. I start teasing the head of his cock with my tongue, then licking up and down the sides. Once he’s sufficiently worked up I get to work. I grab a hold of his ass for support and I take him all the way to the base and hold him there for a moment. This always drives him wild and he starts fucking my throat. He doesn’t hold anything back either. I’m gagging on his cock, and I’m soaking wet, both my pussy and the rest of me.
Mike pulls me to my feet and bends me over, pushing me against the door. He smacks my ass hard and I let out a whimper. He slides in my pussy with ease. He starts fucking me rough, pulling me back onto his dick by my hair. The water is running down my back and the steam is making everything nice a sweaty.
I’m moaning loudly, enjoying the freedom of having the house to ourselves. He’s being more vocal too, calling me his slut, and it’s so sexy. Mike pulls me back so far that I’m practically upright, he lets go of my hair and grabs my boob with one hand, and then with the other hand he reaches around and starts rubbing my clit. I cum hard and I feel like my legs are going to give out.
No seriously I can barely stand. Why are my legs so sore? Now that I’m thinking about it, I am exhausted. Mike’s breathing really heavy too. Sex isn’t usually this much work. I ask him to stop and he basically collapses with a sigh of relief.
“Thank god, my abs are killing me!”
“You too? My legs feel like I just ran a marathon”
“I think it’s the water, the heats straining our muscles or something.”
“Do you wanna just finish this in bed?” I ask.
So we get out and quickly dry off and got back in his parents bed. Mike needs a break from pumping so I get on top. I do my best, but seriously guys, I was dying. After barely a minute I gave up and got off. I felt bad because I got to cum but Mike didn’t so I gave him a quick blowjob, less rough then the one earlier, just taking him halfway down, and using my hand for the extra length. To make up for the lack of enthusiasm I sucked on his balls which he always liked. I came in my mouth and I swallowed it for a late night snack.
We literally fell asleep like 5 seconds later, like my head was still lying in his lap when I woke up. Always a bit of a shock to see a flaccid penis in your face as soon as you wake up.
His parents were coming home that night we washed his parents sheets, he fucked me over the dryer, remade their bed and then he took me back to my parents house so I could do the homework I put off all weekend.
Mike and I kept dating for about a year after that before he got a job in another town, and while we had a lot of great sex our favourite story was always the time we got beat by the shower.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fe8uxw/fm_shower_sex_is_not_as_easy_as_it_looks
Lovely story. Height makes a major difference, in angle and depth. I always had gfs shorter than me but I’m 5’8 and versus someone over six feet tall I have the advantage in that situation. The fatigue had a lot to do with the angle and exertion but more the reduced air – which at that point was mostly steam which made it harder to breath during what essentially was exercise.