Cuming in a Steamy Shower Sex Encounter

Steamy Shower Sex

 

A waterfall fell down her swollen breasts, tickling Dawn’s sensations. Alighting all the parts of her that her lover’s hands had yet to touch during their steamy shower sex. Her thick hair cascaded down her back, suds slipping down smooth skin to mingle with the juices her body produced with alarming speed. Callused hands spread across her ass. His fingers splayed across her flesh and flexed, gripping tightly, almost painful. The water was hot across her skin. Dawn moaned low under her breath, spinning on her heel to face the man who shared the shower with her.

She reached down, gripping his thick cock in her hand, slick with soap she had just spread across her shoulders and arms.  Slender wrist bent over and over, stroking the soft skin of his member. His hips thrust forward into her hand, his fingers gliding over her hips. He leaned forward, claiming her mouth with his own. She smiled against his advances, quickening her pace.

Dawn loved teasing him and proved it by pulling away. He didn’t allow it, however, growling against her mouth. He took a step forward, his knee pressing between her own. She gasped in surprise, a giggle crossing her plump lips. “Oh my.” She whimpered in mock disbelief. She knew what she did to him, reveled in it even.

Another step, and she felt the shock of the cold tile wall against her back during her steamy shower sex.

The air was pushed from her lungs, and he used the momentum of their collision to force his knee farther past her legs. Her feet slid apart. Then before she could protest, he dragged his nails lightly across her belly that quivered in anticipation. “There’s my girl.” He sighed against her cheek, his fingers finding the smooth apex of her sex.

Left hand teased the skin of her labia, and she choked out a whimper against his neck. He smiled. “Not until I say so, kitten.” He spoke softly against her wet hair, inhaling the scent of her. The pads of his index finger found the nub full of nerves and lightly flicked it.

Dawn’s knees buckled and she cried out. Her hands gripped his biceps, nails biting into his skin. His knee held her up, palm cupping the warmness of her center. His chin nudged her forehead, prompting her to look up into his eyes.

“Did I say you could kneel?” he said softly, his free hand coming to rest across her neck. He felt her heartbeat against his palm. It seemed to skip a beat when the hand he used to support her weight shifted, rubbing her swollen clit.

She began squirming against his knee letting it support her full weight as she chased her orgasm. He began swaying his knee from side to side interrupting her rhythm. Leaning down he pushed his face into her neck. Kissing and nibbling on her ear and neck brought her to the very edge of orgasm. Mindlessly her hands grabbed at him her nails sinking deep into his skin. Her whimpers and incoherent begging made the steamy shower sex even hotter than a MILFs wet dream. So he… Want more…

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