From the first moment I set foot in that shower, I felt it: the cold water..., but very soon he got me warmed up. The sweet touch of those big juicy lips all over mine , as the fingers started travelling down on my back, making me shiver. Then he went down and took the shower(that was now giving warm water) and placed it above us letting the water flow all over our naked bodies that were very much in touch with each other. Sitting so close to him had its advantages because I was able to feel him growing right between my legs. So I couldn't help myself and got down on my knees. Again. His energy was strong, but at the same time gentle and calm. I was feeling so comfortable doing that. At one point he got me up from there and turned me around to face the wall, started rubbing his cock on my butt and guided his dick with his hand right between my legs..but he never got in. He was just playing around my pussy, making me desire him more and more. I wanted to beg for his cock, but I was too ashamed to actually do it. He asked me:
"Do you want it, baby?" and then he added: "You seem to be quite wet." I think I immediately turned colours...I said a soft yes. Then he turned me around and started washing me: neck, breasts, going down to my pussy, insisting a little bit there(and the backside), then my legs. Then I put some shower gel and started washing him too: face, neck, arms, waist, cock( I really loved touching that cock, but I didn't understand why), really insisting on that part, then the legs and the feet. I really enjoyed that cleaning ritual. He was still hard, so he started hurrying that whole process of washing. In a couple of minutes we were both naked in the bedroom. Not much furniture here either, but candles. A lot of candles. I am not the romantic type, but the light from candles feels so inspiring to me. I started sucking him nice and slow, looking at him while I was sitting on my knees close to the edge of the bed.
"I want to fuck your pussy" he whispers to my ear after pulling out of my mouth. He then gently turns me around, bends me down(doggy) and starts playing his magical fingers there. Then he leaves the room for a little bit telling me he will be back shortly. He returns with only one piece of clothing(hahahha-for his cock). Still hard, he puts it on and then asks me: "How do you want it? Slow or one hard hit?"...silence. I couldn't say a word.. I said "Slow" and then he puts the tip of the cock right next to my pussy, almost in. I tried to move to get him inside, but he just grabbed my hips and laid me on the bed right on my belly. He got on top of me, covering my body with his. His cock was very well placed, the tip close to the pussy. Even though I couldn't move, that was not bothering me, it was kind of arousing. I expected him to enter all at once, but he didn't. His cock enterred my pussy so gentle, that it made me feel how I was getting filled up by his cock, giving birth to a new sensation all along the way. Now he was in. It felt so good having him on top of me, in total control. It was good. He was pushing and pulling slowly...ohhh....again and again and again...until he came...and asked me if I was close. I told him that I wasn't and stopped him. Then he pulled out and went to the bathroom. As he was there, I got lost in my thoughts and started thinking about stuff like: Why did I enjoy the blowjob so much? How did he get me wet in the first place? Can a man tell if his partner has an orgasm?(I mean, the artist did - back then it was wow for me) I knew why I didn't cum: I didn't have the toy to stimulate my clit...final part next week. Have a wonderful day!
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