I picked up my phone to find another sad text from my boyfriend. He’d had a crappy day at work, and we were currently in a long-distance relationship. Yes, we’ve heard all about how they don’t work, so don’t waste your breath. I asked him if he had the house to himself and he said “yes.” I’ll be honest, this was my first time doing something like this, but, what did I have to lose? I told him to go to his room, shut the door, and I’ll give him a call on Skype.
We’d discussed previously, at length, my favorite methods of filling my sexual void now that we were long-distance, and there was one method that especially intrigued him. I took my laptop to the bathroom clicking the lock on the door. I pulled the shower door open, flipped the water to hot, and turned on the bathroom fan. I opened my Skype application to find the boyfriend casually lounging on the bed in his pajamas. I gave a coy smile and started to strip, pants first, top second, I leaned forward before taking my bra off, watching my cleavage jiggle on screen. I think the boyfriend was mostly in shock, eyes big, mouth a little open, like I said, I’ve never done anything like this before.
Bra and panties off I tested the shower water, all while making sure I was still in view of the camera. I noticed my boyfriend making himself comfier in bed, while making sure to give me a nice view of his crotch. His tighty whities were definitely getting tighter. I stepped into the shower, starting off tame, my hair needed washing anyway. I made sure to give him a nice view of my pink soft nipples, and the dimples on my butt. Somewhere between washing my hair and lathering myself in bubbles he took out his dick. He was stroking it slowly, up and down, I could see the shine of pre-cum on the mushroom shaped head.
Knowing the time was right, I took the removable shower head out of its holster, changed the setting until I found the one I was looking for. It wasn’t as good as oral — but it would do. I loved how warm the water was, I let it splash at my thighs and leaned my back against the cool shower tile. My boyfriend’s brow was furrowed at this point, and the stroking getting much quicker. I was letting the water massage my pink, swollen, clit and I’ll be honest, it was hitting me in all the right places. Making sure I was braced against the wall as I let the orgasm come, and it wasn’t quiet. My back arched, a couple moans escaped, my hands trembling, I reached for a towel and let myself out of the shower.
I could see the veins on my boyfriends cock, his tip turning even deeper shades of pink, he was close. I took the laptop to the floor, laying the towel under my butt, spreading my legs wide. My wetness from orgasm apparent, clinging to my thighs as I spread them, my lips still tingling from the blood flow — the sight sent him over the edge. I watched him shoot cum all over his bedspread. “Well, I guess my orgasm was cleaner than yours.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6tcwxc/ldr_shower_masturbation_and_skype_fm
Your other story said you’re married. Confusing..