Getting ready to see you brings butterflies to my stomach. I keep closing my eyes and seeing your face, your sly smile. My heart quickens thinking of your lips against mine. Only a few hours now and I know I want to look unforgettable for you. I slip off my clothes and step into warm shower. The water hits my skin and I imagine your lips trailing down my neck, looking into my eyes gently kissing my lips waiting for approval to explore further. I smile knowing I'd give you anything you wanted. Soaking my head, I quickly massage shampoo into my hair, allowing the warm water to drip down and wet my body. I lather some orange scented soap, the kind that reminds me of summers in Florida and gently rub it against my shoulders and breasts, briefly grazing my nipples.
Eyes still closed, I picture your lips kissing them, your tongue flicking against my pink areola. My soapy hands slide down my slick skin, lathering the soap and forming little white bubbles all over my body. As I move to my arms, down to my waist, and stomach wishing you'd kiss me everywhere. I bend down to spread the soap onto my thighs, I imagine your lips peppering my legs with soft moist kisses. I stop to catch my breath, I've been waiting to feel you against me for so long. I can feel the heat resonating through my body, filling me with a carnal desire.
I gently slide my hand up the inside of my thigh and stop. I want you so badly, it's almost too much to take. Meeting you like this will distract me, I know what I must do. I slowly slide my hand up my milky thigh and rub my palm gently against my smooth, shaven pussy. I can feel the heat and I know even without the shower I'd be wet. My hand finds my slit and eager fingers push past the fleshy soft pink lips. My fingers explore my wetness rubbing soft against my clit. The feeling is so intense and I flash back to a time when we were younger, kissing frantically in the Florida heat. Imagining your hands on my body leads to heavy breathing. I prop a leg up on the side of the shower and press myself against the wall as the water falls over my soapy body. I rub my clit faster, picturing your face buried between my legs. Your tongue drawing my wetness into your mouth. I imagine my hands in your hair pulling you closer. I slip one finger inside and continue to flick my hardening wet clit with my thumb. I bite my lip to stifle the sound of my squeals of pleasure.
Your eyes looking up at me haunting my fantasies, and me craving your body, your hardness. Another finger slides in and I can feel my smouldering pussy squeezing them... contracting, wishing I was looking into your eyes, as you bury your cock inside me. I gently grind my pelvis into my fingers. Knowing I am close to pure pleasure I quicken my pace. I need your thickness inside me, filling me. The thought of you claiming me, cumming inside me and making me yours is almost too much to take. I softly call out your name. I grab at the wall frantically as I prepare to climax and finally grip my breast pinching my hard wet nipple. I make one final thrust with my fingers and feel my knees weaken. My pussy squeezes them and a flood of warm wetness runs down my hand. I slide my fingers out and put them to my chest, catching my breath. I relax and lean against the shower wall letting my juices run down my thighs. My pussy still pulsating from the orgasm. Deciding I need to clean myself up and get dressed for our meeting I soap up my body again and finish the shower. The thought of seeing you keeps running through my head and I know that tonight will be special for us both.