My girlfriend and I (her 20, me 21 at the time) had been dating for about a year and the time had come for my college graduation which meant we wouldn’t see each other for a few months over the summer. Think: before social media, it felt like a big drop-off to lose time with her.
Her: So fucking smart and funny, and they have always been her best features. Petite, 5’4″ish, the sexiest little butt you’ve ever seen, always sported a thong and I loved it. Gorgeous B cup breasts that looked generous on her little frame. Giant brown doe eyes and a million watt smile that will make you forget what you were about to say.
Me: NSFW photos in my profile. Muscular, square jaw, blue/green eyes. I’ve been told I’m handsome :)
We were spending the night in a guest house at a family member’s place. We had the whole thing to ourselves which was really unusual, considering how we were each raised to be such a “good” boy and girl. As we drifted off to sleep, tension was extremely high knowing that we’d never done more than play manually (only a few times at that) and that tomorrow morning before dropping me at the airport would be our last chance for a while. I knew I needed to really be good or else I’d be having to explain to two sets of pissed off parents that their first grandchild somehow got put on a rush order. I sent her off to sleep with a deep, slow kiss for us both to dream on. My hard on would certainly be the last of us to go to sleep that night.
The next morning began right where the night had left off, with disbelief that this was the end for a time, that I couldn’t possibly be this lucky, and determination to make the most of the next 90 minutes. We kissed even more deeply, the kind that made me growl like I couldn’t hold it in. As we kissed, her nipples called to me, play with me, see me, they said. I was more than happy to oblige. With one more playful whisper growl, I smacked her butt and said “I’m going to the shower…”
I left it open. It was truly an unknown, we’d never been fully nude together before, and she was quite shy, but I had a feeling that was about to change. I turned the water on, and tried to contain my thoughts about the possibility that my girlfriend was about to join me in the shower and all bets were off at that point. The bathroom door slid, making the most beautiful squeaking I’d ever heard. My breath quickened at the thought of what was going to happen. I cleared the fog from the shower door to watch. She turned her back to me and pulled down her blue little cotton jogging shorts to reveal her precious little ass that I love, clad in a sparkly little thong. The shirt and the sports bra were next, and finally the aforementioned thong. Fuck, she is so gorgeous, people. I cannot even tell you how time stopped in that moment as she turned toward the door, and asked “can I join you?” with a gorgeous smile. I honestly don’t know what I said or if I made any noise at all. It didn’t matter, we were finally together as I’d dreamed for months.
The kisses seemed to melt into one another, neck, lips, ears, breasts, tummy, thighs, hips…I was everywhere and all at once. She was mine and I was determined to reward her for her bravery, and I knew just how. With a knowing look, and her romantically caressing my head, I took my rightful place on my knees before her. I kissed her all over like I never had because I had never. Beginners luck or foolish arrogance, in that moment I was the best to ever entertain the fairer sex. Water cascaded down her glorious body and into my nose and mouth but fuck if I cared. I’d have gladly drowned for the chance to devour her as she deserves. Though I was physically beneath her, I firmly held her in place against the shower wall. There was nowhere she’d rather be. I explored folds I hadn’t known and in every possible way I could imagine to voraciously move my lips and tongue over her. It wasn’t long before this new frontier had washed over her with waves of pleasure. It was stunning and I still take every opportunity to take her back there.
As the moment began to fade, it was an effortless flickering of hands all over each of us. My shoulders, the small of her back, her hip, my cock, the back of her head, my butt, her breast, all of it seemingly in concert. We kissed again knowing where the next ones would land, but I would just as soon given an encore. She confidently gazed into my eyes as she knelt, touched me and began to tease with her tongue. The novelty of it was almost too much to bear, I couldn’t believe the sheer confidence and love with which she worked my cock. I knew this was new territory for her, but you’d never know from watching. She had all the moves, kisses on the head, licking the shaft, using her hand as she sucked, she even has this tongue swirl I won’t soon forget…
Nothing else on Earth existed for those minutes as she worked me and I fought my own brain for overtime as I would to save my life.
It wouldn’t be long before I’d be losing that battle. With more than a bit of shyness myself, at wanting to be considerate and knowing we’d certainly not planned for this at all, I asked “what about…my cum?” I’ll never forget the way she looked at me so lovingly, with all the confidence in the world and replied “you let me worry about that!” It still sends me over the edge when I think about that from time to time, how in the coming moment of greatest vulnerability, I knew she was ready for the worst of it which she easily turned into the best of it.
Nothing could prepare me for the way she took me on after that. She gleefully massaged me with her tongue and hands as if by a thousand unicorn tails and pure joy. She was going to break me and she took great delight in knowing my defenses were no match in the least. It was time to put my money where her mouth was and I didn’t have a choice. With a frantic tap on the shoulder and an unearthly howl, I was sent into another dimension, one where the more she gave, the more I received and gave in return. She handled my explosion, and all of me with panache in a way I had never seen but always believed and still do. It coated her smiling lips and chin, down to her breasts, but it wasn’t a mess to either of us…it was decoration, a beautiful choice, a heartfelt gift…one we’d lovingly, and lustfully, given to each other.
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fhbtp0/our_first_shower_playtime
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