We stepped into the hotel room. She gave me a smile, got up and walked to the bathroom, peeling off her clothes as she made her way across the room. She tossed her clothes on a chair. I could hear her start the water in the shower. I peeked over my shoulder and saw she had left the door to the bathroom wide open. I watched her climb into the tub and pull the shower curtain shut.
I made my own way to the bathroom. I pulled back the shower curtain a bit and watched her soaping up her body. I cleared my throat to get her attention. She looked back at me and smiled that devilish grin of hers.
“Would you like some help?” I offered.
“I was wondering how long it would take you,” she replied.
I quickly took off my clothes, tossing them to the floor. I climbed in the tub behind her, pressing my chest against her back. She handed me the soap so I could lather up my hands. Stretching her arms behind her, she began rubbing my sides, her own hands slippery from the soap. My own hands lathered up I reached forward and put the soap back in the shower rack. She slid her hands between our bodies and reached for my cock, which was already incredibly hard. My hands cupped her breasts, massaging them, her soft flesh becoming slippery from the soap. My fingers played with her hardening nipples.
She tossed her head back, resting it on my shoulder, and moaned softly. The tip of my tongue traced her earlobe. As my hands kneaded her breasts, her hands were busy stroking my hard shaft.
“Mmmmmmm...You’re so hard,” she said in a lusty moan, squeezing and releasing the head of my cock in rhythm with her words.
She brought her hand to mine and guided them over her body, slowly bring them lower and lower. She pressed her body back tightly against mine. My hard cock, slippery from the soap, rubbed between
her ass. Her back arched as my fingers brushed over her pussy. She moaned out loud as my fingers caressed her mound, running through her small patch of hair. Our hips gyrated together, sliding the shaft of my cock between her cheeks.
She reached back with one hand and grabbed the back of my head, guiding my mouth to her neck. I kissed and nibbled at her skin as my fingers found her hard clit. My other hand cupped her breast as my fingers squeezed her nipple. Her other hand reached out for the showerhead and directed the spray of warm water down her body. Her small hand slipped under mine, her fingers rubbing her own clit.
“Put a finger inside me,” she moaned, “Fuck my pussy with your finger”
I slowly slid a finger inside her wet pussy, exploring her inner walls, feeling the warmth from within her. I kissed over her collarbone, lightly sucking and nibbling her soft skin. My hand massaged her breast, my fingers rolling her hard nipple between them. I slipped a second finger inside her pussy, slowly moving in
and out.
“Oh yes,” she panted, “fuck me with your fingers.”
Her own hand moved quickly, rubbing her clit in circles with her fingers. I could feel her body start to tense up. Her other hand grabbed the back of my head tightly. Her moaning grew louder and louder, I could tell she was on the verge.
I moved my mouth back to her neck, biting her soft flesh. Suddenly her body began to spasm slightly. Her hand moved from her clit and
grabbed my hand, holding my fingers deep inside her.
After a few seconds, she turned around to face me. Still short of breath, she pressed her mouth to mine.
She broke the kiss and looked up at me with a sly grin. Her hands reached down and held my still hard cock, stroking it lightly.
“Now it’s your turn”
Moving behind me, she turned me around to rinse the soap from my body. “I don’t want to get all that soap in my mouth,” She giggled.
She turned me back around to face her. The warm water running down my back as she kissed me softly. Her hands ran up and down my chest,