Pulling the curtain back, I stepped into the hot shower. Immediately, steam enveloped me in its scorching embrace, just the way I liked, skin sensitive, invisible pores opening. My hands sought my hair, pulling it from its ponytail, thick locks falling down and caressing bare skin. 

Arching my back, I visualize the picture I must make. Breasts, glorious and thrusted forward, hair creating a curtain around me. The water flowing, massaging, licking its way down my body in tiny molten rivers. 

I moan a bit as my hand creates a path from my hair to my large hanging breasts. Pausing to tweak my nipples, already made hard by the water, pulse already racing and reverberating through peaks.

I bend, feeling the weight of my breasts as they sway. I reach behind me, spreading my ass, anticipating.… the hot water hits me, setting me on fire. Standing, I prop a leg on the edge of the tub, my large thighs parting as my hand makes its way to my pussy. My clit is aroused, a blooming bud hard with desire as my fingers stroke it. 

Desire courses through my body, an unforgiving relentless current that refuses to pause. Fingers wrap around a pert nipple. Pull it, pinch it, water laps at it like a lover’s ravenous tongue. My being quivers, wanting more. 

Fingers quicken their pace against my clit. Head thrown back, panting, hanging on the precipice of passion, orgasm just out of reach. Teeth sink into a plump full bottom lip as two fingers sink into my tight wet heat. They're invasive. Delicate when needed. Rough when I plead for it. They know everything about me inside, depths accommodating, stretching as they pump. 

Grinding my hips against my hand, I move closer to the edge. A moan escapes from between parted lips, lashes against cheeks as eyes flutter closed. I know it's coming. I'm on the cusp of the most beautiful and dangerous human fire. 

Turning, I face the gentle kiss of the water rushing across my skin. I feel myself fall over the edge into orgasmic bliss, depths clenching, almost refusing to relinquish my soaked fingers.

Body shuddering with desire, as I lean against the wall, seeking comfort from the only thing near, when suddenly, I hear the door open.

“Honey, you almost done in there?”

And with a smile upon my lips, nectar and steamy water still a river down my thighs, I shut the water off and step from my orgasmic haze.