It's been a long day, and I was perfectly happy standing under the warm water, letting it cascade over my body, its' warmth soothing the muscles and washing the stress of the day away. As the day's events started to fade away, other methods of releasing stress start to fill my mind. Filling my palm with body wash, I slide my hands down my naked torso, enjoying the feel of my hardening nipples, the curves of my skin slippery with soap.
A noise behind me draws my attention, and startled, I turn toward it, finding you smiling at me from around the shower curtain.
"Can I join you?"
I grin. "Absolutely." Reaching out to you as you step into the tub, my light skinned hand lands on your muscled, dark chest before sliding around to your back as we pull each other closer. Your large and heavy cock is already hardening, pushing against my belly, and I smile as you slide a hand to the side of my neck to pull me into a kiss.
It's not just a basic kiss; it's a choreographed dance of lips, tongues, and teeth. I gently suck your full bottom lip into my mouth, nibbling on it before giving you my tongue to play with using your tongue. Within minutes, I'm weak-kneed and holding onto you is as much about keeping myself upright as it is about wanting you close to me.
I reach down, the soap that hasn't been washed from my body yet making it a quick slide to your cock. I wrap my fingers around your shaft, smiling against your mouth as I hear your breath hitch, and stroking the length of you. I want you as weak kneed as you've made me. You pull away from the kiss, leaning against the wall, and I reach down with my other hand so that both hands and stroking you, one focusing on the shaft while the other plays around the head. I lean into you to trace my tongue up the pulse in your neck, inhaling your warm masculine smell.
I feel your hand fisting in my hair, pulling it. Surprised, I open my mouth to protest as my head pulls back, but I never have a chance as your mouth meets mine. Where the first kiss had its gentle, slow burn, this is all fiery heat. As you thrust your tongue into my mouth, I have no doubt that you want me as much as I want you. As suddenly as it started, it stops with you breaking the kiss and turning me so that my back is against your chest. One of your hands caresses and then cups one of my very large breasts as the other slid down my body to my pussy. I moan as your fingers slid between my lips, flicking over my clit before slipping inside me. Laying my head back against your shoulder, your mouth takes the opportunity to work its magic over the sensitive side of my neck. Leaning against you (because my legs weren't exactly holding me up anymore) I reach behind me so that I could wrap my fingers around your hardness again.
The fingers playing with my nipple seem to be keeping a rhythm with the hand that was furiously finger fucking me while flicking the thumb over my clit. My hips had a mind of their own as they work to meet the thrusts of your fingers. Going crazy in my desire for you, I finally pull away to turn to you and kiss you, pushing you against the wall. Sliding down to sit on the edge of the tub, I wrap my fingers around your cock and smile up at you before sliding my tongue around the head, eliciting a moan. I repeat the motion with my tongue, stroking you with one hand while the other reaches out to caress your balls, keeping eye contact with you. When I just lightly drew the tip of my tongue down your shaft, I heard you sigh.
