I Hey! My name is Nikkie and this is my first erotically minded story . I hope you all like it and please leave your notes as to what you liked and what you didn't like, but just keep it constructive If it's liked (or at least not passionately hated), I might write another . Thank you and enjoy. :-)
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I could feel that cold, smooth, hard surface behind me. I remember the hot water striking my skin and the steam strengthening the scent of her. I shudder as I'm pinned against the shower wall, always just a little colder than comfortable and it makes me shiver as I catch my breath.
My heels, my shoulder blades and my head against the cold surface. My ass rubbing back and forth against the wall as she grinds and palms my mound relentlessly.
"Make me yours"
I sigh,
as her body collides with mine once again, squeezing her hand between my thighs. The surface behind me is so hard that my body absorbs all shock of her delicious body thrusting against mine almost slamming my ass into the cold wet tiles.
I can see it in her eyes how much she loves having me there;
Pinned.
But not so tightly that I can't writhe and move my body. Supported by her constant thrusts I curl my leg around her waist, holding her close.
Her nails clawing up my thigh, urging higher, her hips grinding, her teeth flashing in a wide lusty smile. Her eyes darken and I gasp as I can see just how much she lusts for me to come for her.
I can see in her eyes and in the expression on her face how damp the sheets were just this morning when she had dreamed about me... Doing these things to me. She had waited all day for it and I was finally hers to do as she pleases.
Suddenly she casts my leg aside and wraps my waist in her strong arms spinning me around quickly and crushing into me from behind.
I yelp in surprise as I find my cheek, my breasts, my knees and my hips smashed hard against the wall. Immediately I feel her hand winding in my hair, tightening and pulling back and I willingly tilt my chin up. I feel her hot breath on my throat only moments before her teeth sink in.
Tasting my sweat and my skin, marking me as her own --
her
little slut.
My taut tummy trapping her other arm against the wall as she strums away at her little slut's pussy. Plucking at my lips, stretching and pinching, but avoiding penetration.... For now.
I'm longing for that exact moment.... So bad. My pussy is throbbing, glistering in the water, desperate for attention.
I moan as I feel her hand draw away... Then yelp again as her fingertips lash against my clit, spanking my pussy. She growls as spanks me again, sending a wave of tension through my body and I'm unable to hold in the cry of pleasure as my body squirms uncontrollably against the wall.
A smile appears on her face and the growl turns into a whisper of how she's going to tease me till I beg her to fuck me. Till it's the thing in the world I'm most certain about. Until everything else pales in relevance and the only thing that matters. The center of my existence is my quaking cunt.... My cunt and the finger lodged there all the way to the knuckle.... Its ridges raking my inner walls. When I feel like my entire purpose in life... My
raison d'Γͺtre
... Is to squeal and beg for release.
I open my mouth to do so, but as I do I'm met with her finger on my lips to stifle my begging plea. Applying pressure, her surging finger parts my lip, and scoring my timid tongue, it mimics the other finger spearing my equally needy pussy.