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The next morning came all too quickly. I woke up to sunlight in my face. How had we forgotten to close the curtains before we crawled into bed? I blinked and lifted a hand to rub the sleep from my eyes, yesterday’s mascara and eyeliner rubbing off on my palm. At present, I was curled up against your side, my cheek resting against your chest and your arm was curled around my back, with your hand resting just above my ass. Quite frankly, I was surprised the sun hadn’t woken you up either, until I looked up and saw the blindfold over your eyes.
*Go figure,* I thought, chuckling softly to myself.
I shifted out of your embrace and quietly went over to the wardrobe grabbing my bag from within. At present, I was exceptionally naked and needed to change that. I closed the bathroom door and set about starting for the day.
With the makeup removed, I turned the shower on hot and let it start to warm up. The shower covered an entire wall of the bathroom and even though the water didn’t reach that far, there was a bench on one side. The entire shower was enclosed in glass and when steam had started to collect, I stepped in, shutting the shower door behind me.
The shower head was a rainfall model and I stood under the spray, sighing at the heat on my skin. The water pressure was questionable, but I didn’t care. Water rolled off my shoulders and down my front, my hands following it. I stopped, cupping my breasts, rolling and squeezing my nipples softly, savoring my flesh between my fingers before I continued down my body. I grazed my lips with two fingers, but before I could continue, you cleared your throat. My eyes flew open and my gaze went to where you stood in the doorway.
You were leaning against the mirrored back of the door, shaking your head at me. “Couldn’t get enough last night Kisunya?”
You uncross your arms and shed your boxers, opening the shower door. Instead of coming near me under the spray of water, you take a seat on the marble bench. You lace your fingers together behind your head and lean back against the wall with a smirk.
“Go on and touch yourself how you want me to.”
My eyes widen and I turn so that my back is to you. Before I start touching myself you have a handful of my hair and your lips are against my ear, “sorry. I meant to specify. Facing me, Love.”
I mock pout at you, my moment of cleverness over. But I tilt my head back and close my eyes. Again, my hands go to my breasts, squeezing them before I roll my nipples between my fingers. I pull and squeeze, moaning softly, but take my time because I know you would. Once I know my nipples will stay hard and I am thoroughly aroused, I slowly slide my right hand down my body. My left stays on my breast, squeezing it lightly.
I open my eyes and see you staring at me, your smirk absolutely captivating. I hold your gaze widen my stance, sliding my fingers over my pussy. “You know, this would be so much more fun if it were you fucking me on that bench.” I moan at you, not breaking eye contact.
The corner of your eyes crinkle and you lean forward, “oh but that’s no fun.”
I roll my eyes, but shrug at you. “Do I at least get to cum?”
“Maybe if you ask nicely. Now please, do continue.” You return to your original stature and take your cock in your hand, stroking it slowly.
I can’t stop staring, but start to circle my clit with two fingers, moaning softly. I tilt my head back and slip my fingers in my pussy, savoring how wet they already were. I moan and a shiver goes up my spine, but I continue . I open my eyes and you’re biting your lip while watching me, your cock hard in your hand.
“Come here and let me suck your cock.” I whimper, going back to rubbing my clit. I want to rub it faster, but maintain this torturous slow motion, my toes curling and moaning loudly.
“Mmm, no. I like watching you. You put on a good show.” You shrug at me, maintaining a nonchalant, no need to cum pace.
My hands tremble as I start to get dangerously close to cumming, “if I keep this up, I’ll cum.” I whine, now leaning against the wall of the shower. Every time I pull on my nipple in conjunction with rubbing my clit, I bite my lip, inching closer. “Please?”
You stand wordlessly, cock still in your hand, and grab my hand, pulling me to you. Your lips are rough against mine and you bite me, drawing a moan from me. You sit and pull me on your lap facing away from you. Your cock presses against my ass and you murmur in my ear, “is this what you want?”
“More than anything,” I wiggle against you, my legs spread while I continue to rub my clit.
You push me off of you briefly and then pull me back, pushing your cock into my pussy. I start to ride you and you have a hand on my shoulder, the other is holding mine. I continue to moan and soon you’re moaning as well. You bite at the back of my neck briefly before you move your hand, your fingers going around my throat. You don’t press hard enough to cut off my air, but you give the sides of my neck a squeeze, this yielding another moan from me.
“Still wanna cum, Kitten?” You ask, drawing your tongue over my ear before you nip at my earlobe.
“Yes,” I barely breathe, hanging on to my sanity by a thread.
Your thrusts against mine get more fervent and I can feel your orgasm building. I stop circling my clit for momentarily, but you sharply bite my shoulder, nearly pushing me over the edge. I cry out loudly, and resume circling my clit, “oh I’m going to cum.”
“I know,” you growl, “don’t stop.”
So I don’t. I continue to twitch my fingertips against my clit until I cum. I cum hard, crying out when I do and I feel your cock twitch in my pussy as you move faster. I don’t stop grinding my hips against you until you cum, groaning loudly.
I lean back against you, spent, my breath hitching. I can feel your heartbeat against my back and you exhale sharply as you try to regulate your breathing. We don’t say anything for a few moments, but you lazily drag your fingertips up and down my thigh and I hum contentedly.
“So, coffee.” You start and I bust out laughing. “No hear me out. If we’re going to fuck like this all weekend, I’m going to need it.”
TO BE CONTINUED.
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I have the best muse, ever. So expect a handful more chapters on this.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/d77f8k/room_832_part_4_mf_masturbating_piv
This is my favorite one yet! I absolutely love it :)