A bit later in the morning, Bobby woke up alone in the hotel bed. Delightful memories of what Paula and he had done after they got to the room the night before flooded his mind. But where was Paula? When he heard the shower running, he knew.
Passion rose in him again. He slid out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Playing in the shower with a beautiful woman was one of the young man's favorite activities.
He walked into the bathroom and saw the general shape of Paula's nude lithe body through the steamy pebbled glass shower doors. His cock grew stiffer as he watched her indistinct form go through the motions of bathing. He glanced at the counter. A bag containing his date's feminine accoutrements was lying on it.
Bobby opened the shower door and Paula turned, looking startled. Then she smiled at him. "I..I hope you don't mind," she said. "You were sound asleep and I felt kind of yukky, so I thought I'd take a shower."
"You mind if I join you?" Bobby asked.
Paula smiled. "Why should I?" she said. "You probably need a shower as bad as I did, don't you?" She reached for the soap and when she did her breasts, which Bobby couldn't get enough of fondling and sucking, moved delightfully.
When she straightened, Bobby took the washcloth from her. "Let me do that," he said.
Paula grinned at him and said, "Actually, I was almost finished, but..." She glanced down at his erect cock. "Why not?"
Bobby lathered the cloth and began washing her, paying very fastidious attention to her breasts. Her nipples--which were large and succulent when she was aroused--rapidly grew hard, poking through the white suds coating most of her body.
"I..." Paula murmured. She clutched his arm. "Ahhh!...Don't stop. Ahhhhhhh!!! Oh, God, Bobby! I can't believe how wild this is!"
Bobby covered her lips with his. Her mouth opened, her arms slid around him, and their tongues lashed. Her body pressed against his, trapping his rigid cock against her soft belly. He slid the washcloth down her back and cupped her bottom.
When the kiss ended, Paula took the washcloth from him. "Now it's my turn," she said, her voice husky. She got the cloth even more full of lather than he'd had it, then she began washing him. Paula slid the soapy washrag down to Bobby's rigid cock and bathed it more thoroughly than it had ever been bathed before. By the time she finished, Bobby's legs were shaking and he felt as if he'd come any second.
"You keep that up," he gasped, "I'm gonna have an accident."
"I don't think I'd like that," Paula murmured, continuing to clutch his erect member in her warm hand. "That would be a real shame." She released him, turned, and bent over. "Come on, Bobby, put it in me!" she ordered.
Bobby grasped his cock, centered it on her opening, and drove into her.
"Yesssss!!! Oh, God, Yessssss!!!" Paula hissed when her lover's shaft plunged deep into her.
Slowly, fighting for control, Bobby began to slide his cock in and out of Paula's tight opening. It felt wonderful! He leaned forward over her back and grasped her breasts.
Paula groaned with delight and pressed backward, trying to take him still deeper into her. "I...I'm not going to be able to wait long if...Ohhhhhhhh!!! Nowwwwwwwwww!!!!" she groaned. "Nowwwwwwww, Bobby!!! Nowwwwwww!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Her body stiffened and she began to shudder when ecstasy once more swept through her.
The rhythmic vibration of Paula's opening around Bobby's embedded cock was more than he could take. Clutching her breasts, he exploded, moaning with joy. "Unnnnhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" he bawled, his body quivering, "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Torrents of hot come jetted into his lover.
