Lauren showered. She asked me to join her but one of us would have been standing in the cold, at the back of a slippery tub. Instead, she left the curtain open as I sat naked on top of the toilet seat admiring her. I knew we would need to talk about what's next, just not yet. I suspected we had a little more to explore.
When Lauren soaped up her gorgeous breasts, in the tub where I first beheld their glory, I could see her nipples perk up, and my cock half-responded. Lauren noticed and reached out a soapy hand to stroke me a few times. Her hot, slippery fingers glided up and down and blood rushed right to my cock head. The steam and spray made my face and chest glisten.
"Mr. G-, I mean Kevin, I made you kind of dirty. I should clean you up." Slow stroke up, slowly down again.
"Mmmmmm. I appreciate your help. Maybe let's finish with you before you worry about me?" She nodded and gave me one more upstroke, tighter this time. I smiled and closed my eyes as a shudder of pleasure ran through my body.
I opened my eyes to Lauren playfully looking down her chest, boosting her lush tits only to let them flop back and splash. Then Lauren raised an arm and sniffed her armpit. Her sudden, sharp expression told us both that she hadn't washed there yet. With two hands she pulled up on her fleshy mons, the skin pulled back to let her inner lips and clit peek out. Lauren ran one finger up the length of her slit, passed it below her nose and then held it out for me to sniff. Our mixed scent was intoxicating, and I stuck my tongue out to lick the wetness from her finger. She giggled.
"Let me get those spots for you," I said, standing up. She gave me a sultry glance and then raised her arm again.
I took the soapy loofah in one hand and her arm in the other. Before washing her I breathed in a whiff of her armpit, and while the smell was intense, it instantly raised my temperature and my cock. I gently cleaned her pit, then placed my hands on her hips to rotate her body and access the other side. As she turned, her ass pushed out and brushed my stiff cock. She paused and bent down slightly to arch her back and shake her full bottom. Seeing her invitation, I rested the loofah on the small of her back and cupped the underside of her ass with both hands, caressing the cheeks before I reached under with my right hand, sliding two fingers down her outer labia then through the slickness of her folds, which were much wetter than the shower-soaked skin around them. On past her perineum, I paused at the intense heat of her asshole, gently swirling my fingers around her little star.
"Aaaaaaahhhh!" she moaned. "Stay right there." Around and around I applied light pressure on her hot knot. She tensed momentarily and arched her back with a shudder. I kept up the sensation on her asshole with one hand as I brought my left hand around the front, wide to the outer edges of her swollen pussy. I glided forward and back with a gentle squeeze, then placed a third finger on her protruding clit for just a moment, eliciting an immediate response. "My God!" Lauren grunted. "Stay there too!"
Lauren grinded her glorious ass and pussy into my hands, and looking forward I saw her large breasts swaying just a beat behind her hip rhythm. She was getting close to the edge, and I wanted to push her to the next level, so I slid one finger into her well-lubricated pussy, and eased another just inside her tight asshole.
The effect was immediate. Lauren clenched her butthole around my finger and arched her back. "Oh FUCK!" she cried.
I picked up the pace with her pussy, thrusting it in and out, deep and steady, repeatedly as she grinded in time with my hand movement. A gush of juices ran down my hand while her pussy walls constricted, and I could feel sudden tightness on the finger in her ass. I pumped and pumped through the rhythmic contractions until Lauren swatted a hand back to get my other finger out of her asshole. The moment I popped out she emitted a scream so primal the bass resonated through my chest.
Immediately, Lauren held my shoulder and eased herself down onto the edge of the tub, still breathing heavily. She was a puddle, an exhausted heap of human flesh, with water running down folds of skin at her sides and large glistening globes hanging from her beet-red chest.
I picked up the loofah and put a hand on her shoulder. This startled her out of a daze and she looked up at me with the hungriest grin, her face fully flush behind slicked back wet hair. Lauren gently lifted her left arm and I slid the soapy loofah along her tricep to land at her unwashed armpit.
But instead of setting her arm back down, she reached out to cup the underside of my balls, establishing a firm grip and pulling me closer. Still breathing heavily, Lauren turned to straddle the tub ledge, her red pussy resting on the cool porcelain, now with both hands on my sack, and she drew me close to her face. I lifted my left leg over the ledge so I could face her and then Lauren wrapped her lips around my half-erection, turning it immediately into a full hardon.
Lauren slid just her lips along my shaft until I felt my head hit the back of her mouth, then she slid me back and out with an audible pop. She did this slide several times and then stopped, her eyes darting up to mine. With my dick in her mouth she winked, gave a slight smile, and then without opening her lips, she began to swirl her tongue around my head. The sight of her smooth, lush body was arousing; the feeling of her tongue was electrifying. Lauren flicked the tip of her tongue on the underside, which sent a jolt of pleasure up from my loins to radiate through my abdomen and legs.
I ran my fingers through her wet hair, and let out a moan. This led Lauren to bob her head on my cock, sucking and slurping with steady pressure. I could feel the sensation through every inch of my body. Lauren sped up, taking me deeper with each bob, over and over again until I could feel my cock head pass over the back of her tongue and into her throat.
Lauren set the rhythm with her head and I matched it with my hips. In together, then out without losing contact. I was only able to keep this up for a minute or two before I felt the tingly buildup in my balls. She sensed the break in our rhythm and grabbed my ass with both hands to pull me in all the way to her face. With her nose in my pubic hair and the entirety of my cock in her mouth she swirled her tongue until I couldn't hold back. Lauren could sense my climax, and she moved a hand further back to rub her wet middle finger on my asshole. The sensation was magical as she slowly pushed it inside just far enough to touch my prostate.
A little pressure on that button and it was game over. I grunted loudly and my hips bucked, pushing her finger out. Spurt after spurt of cum shot directly down her throat. Lauren squeezed my butt cheeks and increased the power of her suction, pulling pleasure from my core down to the tip of my penis. She held me that way until my spasms subsided, then she took me out and licked one last drop of cum off my tip. I shuddered.
"We better let you clean off before the hot water runs out," Lauren said. I laughed and gingerly stepped into the tub. She remained seated on the ledge, handing me the loofah and sliding back to lean against the wall as she watched me clean myself. As I soaped myself I could see her hand rubbing at her clit so I took a moment to wash my dick and balls, bringing my soft cock back to half-mast. It was still a little tender, but a few gentle strokes felt quite pleasant. With her eyes glued to my crotch, Lauren grabbed one breast, pinching her nipple and sped up the circles on her clit, bringing herself to cum once more.
After Lauren stopped panting, she stood up and joined me in the shower. She rubbed a little soap on her pussy and then rinsed her whole body. That moment it felt so right to step to her and wrap my arms around her in a hug. Her head sunk right into my shoulder and she sighed audibly.
"Kevin, that was..." She trailed off and just said, "mmmmm."
