Lisa yawned and stretched as she padded softly into the bathroom. Last night had been amazing, and now it was time for a nice long shower. Her hand reached out to grab the brass hot water tap and soon steam began to fill the room. Lisa undid the satin belt and let the silken fabric slide off of her shoulders. She glanced at the mirror and was pleased with what she saw: long black hair tousled with activity, pert breasts with the nipples slightly erect from the thoughts of the night before, softly curving hips. She giggled lightly and tweaked her nipples as she entered the shower.
The hot water pitter-pattered off of her olive toned skin. It washed away the sweat and remnants of the previous night. Mmm, last night. Lisa's mind wandered to Brandon. God that boy was amazing, she thought. His touch is electrifying, his tongue the stuff of legend. And that cock. Oh god, how she loved his cock. To feel it, to have it sliding in and out of her mouth, her hands caressing its silken firmness, it made her wet just thinking about it...
Her soapy hands moved of their own accord as they passed over her soft, sensitive flesh. Lisa sighed softly as they slid down her chest and down to her thighs, sending a shudder through her. In her mind's eye she could see Brandon's hands there instead of hers, parting her legs reverentially as he gazed upon her womanhood. She could feel his hot breath on her thighs as his lips first met her tender pink pussy. It was almost overwhelming. Lisa found herself smiling again at the memory as her fingers retraced the path that his tongue had taken. They started low, slipping up in one long, tentative stroke where it flicked briefly over her clit. She let out a small moan and a shudder. Yes, it had been very much like that, she thought to herself as her fingers picked up their pace.
She could feel the warm cascading shower mingling with the wetness escaping from her. One finger, then two went inside of her. Her free hand pushed the wet hair out of her face and she began cupping and fondling her breast, pulling and tugging at the rock-hard nipple. Mmm...She thought briefly of what awaited her in the bedroom as she continued to masturbate herself. But no time for that now. The warm, tingling feeling began in the pit of her stomach as it slowly radiated outward, her climax slowly burning its way through her body until it escaped from her toes and fingertips. Lisa softly moaned and braced herself against the shower wall as her knees trembled and she moaned out loud. She smiled briefly as the last lingering spasms shook their way through her. She allowed her fingers to take their time finishing and set to washing up.
