You’re the one in the shower, but I’m the one soaking wet! I’m trying my best to be patient, but I don’t think I can wait for the water to stop! Closing my eyes and imagining the mingling water & soap cascading over your regal head, flowing down your sinuous neck, and over strong broad shoulders, running down the channel of your spine descending over your tight waist, firm athletic ass then between your powerful thighs and finally on down your muscular calves to your perfect toes. I open my eyes and try to find some distraction from these thoughts simultaneously hoping to convince myself that at any second the water will go off and you’ll be standing in front of me with water glistening on your body like iridescent jewels permitting me to dry you off with my tongue. But, just my luck it seems like you’re prepared to take an extra long shower tonight.
I turn on the radio, to find disappointedly nothing but slow jams playing. All of which are so sexual I have to stop listening. At this time of night, every radio station assumes the lovers in every city are all wrapped up tight in each others arms, “baby making”. Casually I pick up a novel flipping to a random page which coincidentally is the first of several pages of a steamy love scene in explicit detail. After skimming a few lewd lines I have to put the book down in a hurry before I begin to touch myself. That’s enough of that! Moving right along! I turn on the TV, surfing through commercial after inane commercial looking for anything to take my mind off of my inflamed pussy, thinking perhaps the history channel is “safe” it should be neutral territory, but within seconds a dark screen and a forbidding disclaimer “advising viewer discretion” appears followed by the program title “The history of sex” across the screen. Disbelieving my misfortune I turn off the TV and begin to put down the remote dejectedly but not before taking a second (or two) to evaluate its size, shape and possible merit as a tool to pleasure myself with. Oh, alright already! This is crazy I’m fiendin’ for the television remote now! Am I that deprived? This is clearly a rhetorical question because my whole body screams the answer loud & clear YES! YES! YES! I dropped that remote like it was hot! Finally I cannot take the waiting any more. Rising from the bed, pulling my silky camisole over my head and dropping my lacy panties to the floor, I hastily wrapped my hair into a careless loose chignon and strode as confidently as a panther into the steamy bathroom with resolve. I thought quietly to myself “If you’re not coming out, I’m coming in!” Initially you don’t even seem to hear me enter but I don’t want to startle you so I rustle the shower curtain as I say your name, and enter your space one smooth shapely leg at a time. Your back is to me as the spray massages your wide muscular shoulders; I remove the bar of soap from the dish and begin smoothly creating a cluster of dense bubbles over your velvety skin. Starting at your neck I begin to lather your beautiful body massaging your shoulders and back, lingering over your perfect ass. I press my frame against yours, my breasts spreading over the surface of your back, molding myself to your silhouette. I wrap my arms around you; caressing the front of your body in concentric circles with my hands spreading the soap through the soft hair on your brawny chest, and on down your rippled stomach to your thick dick. Stroking the shaft with my slippery hands and surrounding you with thick suds I slide down kneeling behind you covering your curvaceous ass, powerful thighs, sculpted calves and those perfect toes I mentioned earlier with soap. I proceed back up rising to focus attention once more on your magnificent erection hugging your sexy body tightly and resting my face against your strong back. You turn around slowly in my arms to look into my eyes with a pleased smile on your handsome face letting me know my attention is welcomed, stroking my cheek and the nape of my neck reaching behind my head to undo the knot of my hair letting it fall loosely at first then suddenly winding your fingers into my cascading mane seizing it assertively you pull my head back and kiss me so deeply and passionately that my breath is taken away. Your other hand ascends from my waist up to my chest, and resting your rugged palm over my wildly beating heart you push me easily backward toward the spray still holding a handful of my hair and kissing me fervently guiding me under the water wetting my hair and stroking my scalp with one hand while masterfully acquiring the bar of soap from my yielding grip commencing to lather me from my neck to my hips, massaging my heaving breasts, sliding your hands over my waist and belly outlining my curves, caressing my torso, rolling and kneading the supple flesh of my abundant backside pulling me close to you as your plum colored dick rests magnificently unrestrained now between us on your stomach aiming toward my caramel colored cleavage. Releasing the bar of soap and letting it fall into the water at our feet you reach between my thighs palming the mound of my sex gently spreading my pussy apart teasing my clit and bathing your fingers in my arousal. My knees were already weak and this only makes it harder for me to stand. I move my arms up and around your broad neck for support locking my fingers together pulling you closer to me; you wrap one muscular arm all the way around me enfolding me, my body swaying slightly against the rhythm of your hand between my legs. Your nearness filling my space as lacy cobwebs of bubbles join our bodies together and your cheek lightly brushes mine while you lean in talking low in my ear you command me authoritatively to “turn around sexy.” Obediently turning my back to you, flattered by the brazen way you speak to me I rest my head on your shoulder as your hands glide through the soap with ease fondling my swelling breasts, caressing my belly and opening my thighs for access. I feel your erect cock against my back and your hand positioning the rigid limb below my round ass pumping the length of your dick between my moist labia withdrawing deliciously slowly and advancing forward with deliberate restraint allowing me to feel each furrow and contour until the swollen ridge of the throbbing head magnetically probes slightly into my aching tight pink pussy. Though I cannot see your face in this position I am aware that you love heightening the tension in my body as you keep your hand over my navel pressing my pelvis into your groin manipulating the gyrations of my hips so I can’t drive the swollen red-purple head any further into my waiting depths, than you will allow. Instead you penetrate me with care, taking shallow advances stroking me with absolute self-control knowing I want you deeper and deeper inside me. You keep up the teasing, and begin to massage my neck, shoulders and back sensuously, suggestively squeezing my waist, moving your hand over my rump playfully slapping the plump flesh. Slowly withdrawing from me you kneel down and recover the bar of soap proceeding to lather down each of my pretty legs to my dainty French pedicure toes. I can barely stand the suspense by this time as you nonchalantly proceed to your task forcing me to accept the pressure rapidly intensifying in my belly from restless sexual energy. I am so ready for you to finally ravage my accommodating body that verging on frustrated tears I can’t resist begging for your attention. “Please do it to me now, don’t make me wait anymore.” With one gracefully agile move still kneeling before me as the water spills over my shoulders you kiss my navel, inserting your tongue into the tiny depression. Kissing my waist you linger over the sensitive areas of my hipbones sucking and biting gently the slight protrusions slowly and reverently. Gently you lift my leg over your shoulder and bury your sexy head between my butterscotch thighs, cupping my ass in your large sensitive hands; a sigh escapes me as your soft full lips meet mine. Chills run down my body despite the steamy sultry air as you kiss and nuzzle my delicate flesh. Exceptionally smoothly you replace your stiff tongue with nimble fingers applying the perfect pressure to my swollen little knob. I rock my hips toward you as you finger fuck my very wet pussy, finding my G Spot with expertise simultaneously tracing circles over my clit with your tongue making me loose all sense of self consciousness as I fondle my breasts, my eyes close and I abandon myself to the intense pleasure nearing orgasm and on the edge eruption you rallied up inconceivable strength to hold my trembling thighs open while my back arching perfectly convex causes me to thrust my chest out under the running water exposing my hard nipples to the warm stream until in the midst of orgasmic ecstasy I am overcome with fervor and passion and my legs refuse to support me.