The first thing I noticed, when I awoke was a gorgeous, red and orange sunset streaming in from the terrace doors. The second thing was the sound of the shower. Cynthia had gotten up before me and obviously was rinsing off. A blurred look at my watch told me it was past seven and my stomach was growling with hunger.
I lay there, letting myself wake up slowly, enjoying the sunset and listening to her musical humming coming from the bath. After a couple of minutes, I got up feeling refreshed and excited, although ravenously hungry. The memories of the happenings of the day...and the night before flooded into my brain and I grinned. I felt lucky and blessed to have a woman like Cynthia sharing my weekend, and as I walked to the bathroom, I began to wonder what the night might have in store for us. I opened the door, and was greeted with the steamy silhouette of Cynthia's naked form on the other side of the glass.
"Hey, sugar..." I said cheerfully. I grinned as I saw her clear the steam from the clear glass and peer through it. A huge smile split her face. "Hey, sleepyhead..." she replied. "Wanna join me?"
"I was hoping you'd ask...." I smiled, sliding the door open and stepping into the thick steam.
Cynthia had been naked, or near naked for the whole previous night and most of the day, but the sight of her body still took my breath away. She was smiling sexily, standing under the spray. The sight of the water cascading over her shoulders and pouring off her breasts in little waterfalls, made the blood surge towards my prick. I stepped closer, pulling her into my arms and kissing her passionately. A small sigh passed her lips as her mouth opened to accept my tongue. Her hips pushed forward against me, and she ground her body against my hardening cock.
"You know I'm falling in love with you, don't you?" I said with a grin, looking deep into her eyes. She moved her soapy belly against my hard-on and grinned back at me.
"I'd be willing to bet more on lust than love at the moment..." she laughed, running her hands over my ass. "Love comes after those deep conversations we're going to have..." I was prepared to argue the point, but the feeling of her hands on me dissuaded me.
"And why haven't we had any of those 'deep conversations' yet?" I chuckled, "'Cause I think I'm ready to profess my love..." Cynthia grinned, pulling harder on my ass and grinding her pussy against me.
"Wellll...", she replied thoughtfully, "I think it has something to do with you repeatedly sliding your big cock into my mouth..." She smiled up at me and winked. "It's kind of hard for a girl to talk about love when your cock is in her mouth... Not that I'm complaining, mind you..." She continued to stare into my eyes as she slowly moved her belly against my hard-on. I leaned lower and kissed her, feeling her lips sucking my tongue as I slid it deep inside her mouth.
"Hmmmm..." she intoned as I bent low and slipped between her legs. She squeezed her thighs tighter, trapping me there and continued to duel my tongue with her own. We stayed under the hot spray as our kiss ended. Cynthia smiled up at me as she reached for the soap. She began to wash my back, massaging my shoulders and traveling down to my ass. As she soaped me, she cupped my asscheeks, pulling me tighter against her. She smiled as I groaned.
"Oh, you like that, huh...?" she teased. "You mean you didn't get enough...?" I hugged her tight, pushing my hard-on through her legs. "I don't think I'll ever get enough of you, sweetheart." I said sincerely.
Cynthia grinned. She pulled back, sliding my cock from between her legs, but immediately covering it with her soapy hands. I groaned again and began to push in and out of her fists. She chuckled and began to soap my cock and balls gently.
"Does this mean you're not sore anymore...?" she asked hopefully.
"I think it's a complete recovery." I laughed, taking the soap from her. I began to soap her up, first running my hands over her firm tits and belly, then turning her around to wash her back. I began at her shoulders, massaging them as she'd done to mine, then moving lower and lower until I reached her wonderful ass. I felt her begin to tremble as I worked my soapy hand between her cheeks. She moaned as I ran my hand the full length of her crack, sliding against her pussy lips and pushing my finger inside.
Cynthia pushed back against me as I continued to tease her. I set the soap in the tray and used one hand to "wash" her breasts, keeping the other between her legs. We had moved out of the direct spray so the slipperiness of the soap didn't wash away. She continued to moan softly as I slipped two, then three fingers into her slick pussy.
"Got to be thorough..." I whispered, sliding my fingers in and out of her. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me. "I'm hoping you're going to be VERY thorough..." she panted. She winked and bent forwards, leaning her hands on the tiled bench that was built into the shower wall. She raised her ass high in the air, and pushed against my fingers.
I slid them in and out of her, loving the soft, mewling noises she was making, then curled my little finger up. It joined the other three as I pushed in again, making her groan. I was sliding most of my hand in and out of her, and Cynthia continued to moan and push back against me. I smiled at the wantonness of her actions. My cock had returned to it's rock hard status, and it bobbed up and down as we played in the shower. A grin stole over my face as I moved my thumb up to caress her asshole. I kept my fingers inside her, feeling her cunt contract against my hand, urging me on. I pressed lightly against her tight rosebud of an asshole and she sighed.
"Yesssss.....do it..." she whispered. Never one to argue with a lady, I arched my thumb and pushed against her soapy asshole. She cried out as I pushed inside, and I continued on until my thumb was buried in her ass. Cynthia dropped her head and began to tremble as I worked all my fingers into her two holes. Her slick pussy juice, mixing with the soap was causing my hand to make a wet smacking sound each time I pushed deep, and Cynthia widened her stance as she pushed back to meet me.
Once again, she looked at me over her shoulder. Her face was contorted with lust. "I'd like you to be VERY thorough..." she smiled. "Deeply thorough...." she smiled and reached back to run her fingers over my hard-on. I groaned at her touch and slowly withdrew my fingers from her. As I moved my hips closer, she wrapped her hand around me....guiding me...
The heat of her pussy was intense, and the slickness was very exciting. As soon as I felt her warmth, I pushed forward, burying my entire cock inside her with a single movement.
"Uuunnnnggggghhhh...." she groaned, pushing back to meet me. Her ass was raised high as I began to fuck her hard. For all the sex we'd shared, this was actually only the second time I'd been inside her pussy and the sensation was absolutely wonderful. I could feel her pussy muscles rippling against me as I thrust in and out. This was one very talented lady! I felt my cock expanding already as I continued to fuck her fast and hard.
"Don't come...." Cynthia's voice cut through my selfish reverie. I looked down to see her looking back at me. "I want something....else..." she whispered. For a moment, I thought she wanted to suck me again. Cynthia had shown that she really loved to suck cock, and, as I said before, I'm never one to argue with a lady. But a new sound had entered her voice.
As I pulled back slowly, Cynthia reached back and wrapped her hand around my throbbing cock. For a minute, she just held me, and I continued to fuck through her fist and into her pussy. Then she moved...
I groaned when I realized what she wanted. She pulled my cock out of her pussy and moved it up till the head was pressing lightly against her asshole. I moaned as she turned her smiling face back to me.
