I turned the shower on, and sat down in the tub, my legs spread open giving me easy access to my pussy. I rubbed the end of my shaver over my clit, and gasped when pleasure shot through me once again. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, but I was too caught up in the moment to care.
I prodded a bit, trying to find the entrance to my virgin pussy, and when I did I held my breath as I positioned my shaver at my hole. All I had to do was push. So I did. It slipped inside with ease, but a small amount of pain danced across my crotch. I gasped and titled my head back, eyes closed.
I kept pushing, and the pain kept growing. I was conscious of the water pounding against my clit and my bare breasts, increasing the sensuality. I met a little resistance like Ryder said I would, and bit my lip as I pushed down hard.
I cried out as the shaver became buried within my pussy, and I felt my hymen tear as it forced its way in. The pain was almost overwhelming, and my pussy felt like it was on fire.
With shaking hands, I started to pump the shaver in and out, waiting for the pain to subside. Once the pleasure had found its way back into my system, I swapped the shaver for my finger, letting it slowly worm its way inside. My pussy was wet and silky, my walls begging to be fucked. I moaned as I pushed deeper, my thumb rubbing my clit in circles.
This was heaven, never in my life had I imagined that fingering myself would feel so good, so majestic. I pumped my finger in and out, teasing myself to an orgasm that I wanted to reach.
I looked up to see Ryder leaning against the door, his cock in his hands. He had to be at least eight inches! I must have been moaning out load. He walked over to me, sitting on the edge of the tub, pumping his cock.
I held his gaze as I continued to finger my pussy, and we masturbated together. I started to squirt, my juices flying around the shower, and his cock started to convulse.
Our bodies shook as our orgasms washed over us, leaving us sweating and panting and wanting more. He opened his eyes to look and me and smirked.
“Holy fuck, Emma, that was hot,” he turned off the water, and lifted me out of the tub, carrying me into the room.