A First in the Shower – [FF][Anal][Shower]

*Story Tags -* >!FF, Shower, Couple, Anal, fingering!<

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Kate was always the kind to ask for forgiveness, not permission. As her girlfriend, sometimes this irked me. As her lover, this meant she sometimes tried things out of the blue, or at least introduced them rather suddenly. Once, we had come home from a date on a cold day. She took my scarf while it was still around my neck and used it to tie my hands behind my back before I could object. That’s when I found out I liked it. She needs to do these things, as I have always been kind of timid. Even a prude, at times, and her initiative helps me understand what I like and that it’s okay that I like it. Which brought us to a particularity interesting shower.

“Want some company?” She asked me.

“Always,” I grinned and Kate stripped down to join me. Showers together were always fun. It was rare we did *stuff* in them but she was very touchy and that’s always nice. Sometimes she even washed my body for me.

I admired her as we walked into our shower, looking up into her eyes, a few inches taller than me, as we turned the water. Her hair was tied up, staying away from the water, my own rather short locks ready for washing. We went about our business. When I stepped back into the water, closed my eyes, and titled my head to wash away shampoo Kate’s hands found me. They ran up my tummy and over my breasts, giving a playful squeeze. She kissed me on my neck. I could’t open my eyes for fear of shampoo entering them. In the dark of running water she continued her teasing until finally I blinked open and her lips were on mine.

After a few deep kisses I pulled away. “We’re gonna run out of hot water,” I said, “Let me finish up first.” She held up her hands and we went about our showering, talking about our workdays the next day.

She was waiting, though. She knew my shower routine. As she wasn’t doing her hair she was done first and the moment I was she kissed me again. This time, I didn’t pull back. With the running water for us to dip in and out of it was fun to get a little extra sloppy in the shower. We let our tongues dance and play outside of our mouths, licking at each other with hunger. It was getting a little too far, though. I could feel myself getting turned on. She bit my lip and took my tongue in her mouth and sucked it for much longer than she usually did, up and down it’s length. My knees wavered together as I got wet in a different way. And I had just gotten nice and clean everywhere.

Her hands were taking me. Strong and assured of themselves they went down my body. She took a pump of body wash and roamed my body out of the water so that it stayed slick and shiny. She cupped my ass with surprising force. I let out a small cry of pleasure. “Kate…” I whispered, barely audible in the falling water. Her hands stayed on my butt, soaping up my cheeks, giving it pats, and taking in her hands and squeezing more.

Her fingers were so slippery. They slipped a little too far and delved between my cheeks just slightly. Something happened when she did. My body seemed to seize, like a line of sensation I didn’t understand ran through my thighs, between my legs, and up into my core. I laughed, nervously, at her accidental action. She kissed my neck back to my nape until her chin rested on my shoulder and she could see my ass. I put my forehead to her chest. “Kate,” I whispered, “We should get going it’s late.” But I did love her hands on me.

“Yeah,” she said. And then her hands slipped again, deeper inside this time. I put a hand out and took the cold wall with it. My body shook.

“Hey…” I said, weakly.

“Hi,’ Kate said, and I knew she was grinning.

She went deeper and I realized this was on purpose. Her hands, palms flat, just kept caressing my soapy backside, and every so often would venture between my cheeks. And every time a confusing feeling went over me I didn’t understand. Every time she went just a bit deeper and I put up a slim piece of protest. And every time she apologized but kept going. And every time I didn’t stop her.

Finally she went all the way. One hand went to the bottom of my back and slipped a finger purposefully down between my cheeks. I shook against her. She kept moving. She was so close to it and I squeeze her back hard. Her finger, slick and soaped up, touched my little rosebud, and I stopped denying the feeling I’d come to understand. A slightly new, mostly familiar, pleasure.

“You…you don’t have to do that…” I moaned as her finger ran over it with no pressure.

“But I want to,” she said and bit into my shoulder. I gave breathy moans as she continued to play with it for the first time. I never thought I’d be someone who liked this. I always thought it would be weird. And here we are. “You’re okay. It’s fun, right?” Kate asked, knowing what I needed to hear, “Enjoy it.”

I held her tight and she played a little more. She pushed slightly and I bucked against her again. My thighs pressed together. She pressed harder and I groaned in pain and she understood. Just light touching.

She released her grip on my body and moved to stand to my side, her pussy against my hip. Her free hand, washed clean of soap and shaken as dry as she could went between my legs. “Baby…” I moaned, when her fingers touched my flower and delicately played with its petals. My pussy was aching for this. She found and spread my wetness, simply rubbing me the way she knew I liked. Her other hand continued to leave and return to my rosebud, giving me periodic attention. She dipped a finger into my pussy but I pulled it back, liking her rubbing tonight. She kissed my neck, my cheek, my ear, my lips. I leaned against the wall and she pressed into me to make sure I didn’t fall. I was shaking. The world was just her, water, and pleasure.

My orgasm surfaced quickly, almost surprising me by its sudden arrival, like breaking through the surface of water with immense force. I crashed and wrapped an arm around Kate, holding her ass tight, riding the wave of climax for as long as it would take me. Finally, I relaxed, coming down as her hands left my ass first and pussy second, quivering between her soft skin and the tacky tiles we’d always wanted to replace.

“Well,” I sighed against her, “That was new.”

**End.**

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