Hot Shower
He walks me up the stairs, going one step higher than me, holding my hand and looking back at me lovingly, his eyes smoldering with lust. My body is already quivering all over, with his touch, his looks, the anticipation of what we will have in a moment.
He says, "I need take a shower -- you come with me? Ok, bay-bay?"
He leads me to the bathroom and off come the clothes: his T-shirt with cut-off sleeves, his shorts, all of it on the floor in seconds. Seeing his muscled body I am already blushing hotly; ridiculously, I get shy around him. He has a hard-on instantly and I can hardly look at it. What on earth is happening to me!
He smiles and comes over to me, and slides my clothes off. I am wearing a long dress and a little short shirt 'jacket', which he pushes back off my shoulders and the dress goes right over my head. I have a bra and panties on. Lacey stuff, he likes it a lot. "Keep this for in the shower, ok?"
"Ohhh! That will be silly!" I laugh -- but of course I will do whatever he asks.
His hands are on me - first a soft caress on my cheek, and he brushes my hair back, looking at me with a dizzying look of love and lust.
"You are mine, bonita, you are mine." Touching my neck, cupping his hands around my tits in that lacey bra, he kisses me, lingering with his beautiful lips on mine. Then his arms go around me and he pulls me close. I feel I will sink to the floor, but he is holding me tight and opens the shower door, his arm at my back as we step inside. He turns on the water and I am leaning on him, my head on his beautiful chest, eyes closed, hardly able to stand, just melting in his arms. He takes the body wash and pours it on me, sliding his hands all over me. He slides my bra straps down around my shoulders, but leaves the bra on me. Then he takes the bar of soap and starts washing himself, while I am helping -- running my hands on his chest and arms and back. He pulls my hands around to his ass, pushing me to wash him there and then onto his penis and balls. He leans forward and kisses me deeply, pushing his tongue in my throat. Then, getting more insistent, biting me softly - his strong, even teeth bumping my teeth, biting my lips. His cock is so hard, stabbing my stomach. I am practically falling down with being so hot and so desirous of his body. He leans forward, my head falls backwards. He holds my head and softly kisses my cheeks, kisses my neck, my shoulders, my breasts and he says, in that soft whisper of Spanish:
