I smile at him as I pull away and turn to the shower. “Well,” I say, making sure to arch my back a little as I bend over, “I’m going to enjoy getting dirty all over again.”
The shower’s on and we both get in. There’s body wash here already. Really nice stuff that smells like lavender. As the water cascades down on us, I watch for a moment as he leans his head back and lets the water run over his golden hair. I trace the path of the water droplets over his body, Down his ripped chest and abs, and over his bruises and healing wounds, over his broad shoulders and muscular arms, circling his massively large dick and tree trunk thighs.
I do the same, letting the water saturate me. I feel his warmth as he kisses my neck. I giggle and push him away. “Wash first, then fuck.”
“We’ll see how long that lasts,” he says with a knowing smile.
I get the body wash, putting a dollop in my hands before spreading it over his chest, shoulders, and abs. The slick feeling of soap over his muscles is getting me so hot.
I slide my hands around his waist, soaping his taut ass cheeks before moving them up his back and pressing my body against his at the same time. I gaze up at him through the falling water, my hardened nipples rubbing against his chest. I get on my tiptoes just to brush my lips against his. He leans down and gives me a quick, but lustful, kiss.
“Don’t forget my dick,” he says. “Get it clean for me, baby.”
I get down on my knees and grasp his shaft. My soapy hand slides up and down in slow spirals, getting him nice and clean. Then I let the water wash the soap away, observing the girth and length of him properly.
I don’t know how I’ve been able to accommodate him. His cock is at least half the size of my forearm. And sometimes, I feel him getting bigger as he gets more excited while he’s inside me. This is exactly the right size for me, because all I know is that it drives me wild.
I can’t help myself. I kiss, then wrap my lips around the head, pressing my soft lips into his skin before using my tongue to circle it. He moans softly as he rests his hand on my shoulder. “Don’t tease me, Isabella.”
That feels like a challenge. I lick the line of his shaft, taunting him.
He chuckles and says, “You fucking brat. You are going to get it.”
“I can’t wait for you to give it to me,” I respond. I play with his dick a little longer before finally taking him in my mouth, relaxing my throat so that he slides down. His moans vibrate like a lion’s rumble against my mouth as his hand moves up to the back of my head. He starts thrusting, slowly and purposefully pushing himself farther down my throat.
I’m doing my best not to gag, but he’s got my head in both hands now and he’s fucking my mouth, going faster and deeper.
“That’s it. Take this dick. Swallow me whole, baby.”
His voice is starting to get shaky and he’s starting to slow down. I push forward, letting my lips touch his base, daring him to come in my mouth. He gives a moaning laugh and pulls himself away. “Shit, Isabella. Don’t be so fucking eager.”
“Don’t be so fucking excited,” I retort with a sly smile up at him. “My turn.”
I see a spark in his eye as his smile broadens. “Get up.”
I stand up and he grabs the body wash. His rough hands over my skin feel so good. He takes his time, soaping up my nipples with the palms of his callused hands before squeezing them. “Your tits don’t get nearly enough attention from me,” he says.
The way his fingers flick them… shit… he’s not even sucking them and I could come like this if he keeps going.
He moves on, soaping the rest of my body, grabbing my ass and slipping his fingers down the crack, circling my still tenderasshole. “You took my cock like a champ last night,” he says as he slips his finger inside me. A delicious pain fills me and I bite my lip to stifle myself.
“And your little asshole is still so tight,” he says. “Do you want to know what it feels like to have both holes fucked and filled?”
“You’ve only…”Shit… I can barely talk.“You only got one dick.”
He slips his fingers out of me and slaps my ass. It stings hotly under his wet hand. He then reaches up above me and unhooks part of the showerhead. As he brings it down, I see it’s a smaller, handheld version.
“Brace yourself. Hands against the walls and spread your legs.”
I do as I’m told, placing one hand on the wall and one on the glass door, spreading my legs. He lowers the showerhead between my thighs.
“Keep still,” he says. “I don’t want to have to tie you down in here.”
That’s hardly an incentive, but I nod in agreement. He presses a button and a rush of warm water hits my pussy. The hard vibration instantly makes me gasp and for a moment, all that comes out of me is little, high-pitched moans.
It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt. My legs start to shake as the streams of water pulse against the lips of my pussy. He leans into me, wrapping an arm around my waist to support me as I start to shake all over. He moves the showerhead up and it hits my clit, sending a hard and sure burst of warmth through my body.
“Fuuuck,” I moan. My body implodes and I start to come. I can’t stop it. I grab onto him, digging my nails into his arms as I moan into his chest.
