You start work earlier than I do by a couple hours. I feel, and hear you wake up. You slip out of my arm, and head for the shower. I wake up more and slowly turn to the sound of water, and my cock begins to stir. I've always masturbated in the mornings when I wake up. It allows me to slowly get into he day. There has been numerous times where you walk back in, and "catch" me masturbating. Often, you'll sit and watch me jacking off. Sometimes you'll join in. Often, you'll give me a great hand job. I love the way you squeeze me just right as your hand goes up and down my cock shaft. You know very well, the extremely sensitive spot under the head.
As the years go on, you get more comfortable in masturbating in front of me. You mostly do it alone. We're pretty open about the fact that we each masturbate by ourselves.
To me, masturbating is as natural as pissing. Speaking of which, I get up to relieve myself. I walk by the shower, and I see your body through the shower door. The outline of your swaying breasts in a side view of you makes my cock hard. I have to stand way back from the toilet to hit it because my cock is standing straight up. Either that, or I'd have to stand on my head.
You poke your head out, and see my dilemma. You laugh, and tell me to come in and wash your back. I'm already naked, as that's how we sleep together. I come towards the shower, my cock bobbing and weaving like a magic wand. I get behind you and hold you tight. My cock is pressed up against your pretty ass. I cup your breasts and nuzzle your neck, still half asleep.
I tell you I have to pee real bad now. I'm rubbing my rock hard cock against the crack of your tush. You spin around, grab my cock, and point it directly to your pussy. "Let it go" you say. You hold the head of my hardening cock down to your pussy lips and after awhile, I start to pee. All night of storing this has caused a powerful stream to jet to your pussy. You guide it like a fire hose, making is splash all over you neatly trimmed, but hairy bush.
You spread your pussy lips with your other hand, and my piss is gushing hard against your clit. As the last few drops come out, you start rubbing the head up and down the length of your cute mound. I feel your velvety smooth, warm pussy juices bathing my cock. After you get your pussy all lubricated with your nectar, you push against me, and my cock slides into your juicy love canal. You hold my neck hard, and I can feel you trembling.
The hot water is splashing against your back as we slowly gyrate together. I real slow fuck in the shower. We love to just body hug, not tight, but like leaning on each other. Your head lies on my shoulder, your eyes a mixture of content, and the buildup of awakening passion.
I pull down the seat from the corner of the stall. I sit on it, and you come and straddle my legs, then climb up then lower your pussy all over my cock. You again wrap your arms around my neck, and hold on while I grab your ass and lift you up and down on my pole. Your face is pressed against my neck and you're kissing me, and moaning.
Your sweet pussy is grabbing my cock as I slide you in long strokes on my cock. Your breathing is very erratic, and the whimpers that turns me on so much spill out. You have such an angelic voice. I can't hold it any longer. I thrust harder and harder into you. I pull your ass hard on me, and push it away just so my cock won't pop out. Then shove you back on again. My knees get weak, I'm shaking, but not for being cold. This familiar feeling wells inside me, and my cock feels so sensitive. It feels like an itch you love to keep scratching.
