Just like every other room in the house, the bathroom was hot. An uncomfortable, pressing heat that seeped right to the bone. This summer really had been merciless. There was a lot of space in the room: a closet, a walk in shower, a bath, a toilet, and two sinks - all in a comfortable palette of smooth tan. More importantly, there seemed to be a distinct lack of Noelle. Just as I was about to look for her somewhere else, a cheerful voice piped up from behind the glass of the shower.
"In here, babe!"
I hadn't noticed her through the transparent material. After a few short strides, I opened the door, and there she was, coyly smiling at me in her lovely perfection. Her hands were behind her back and she was leaning against the tiled wall. I gave her a cheeky grin and prepared to say something clever.
"Come here often?"
"Shush and get in, dork."
After I closed the shower door and turned to face her again, she met me not with words, but with her lips. Instantly, my attention was swallowed up. My hands found her body, settling gently on her, though she quickly moved me to her thighs, dipping my touch into her cleft. I coaxed a needy moan out of her, slowly gliding my fingers up through her folds, then circling at her clit. My other hand went behind her and found the shower lever. Maybe accidentally, I pulled the pressure all the way to full.
She shrieked, and I swore loudly, both of us not expecting the water to be so cold. We rebounded away from each other, untangling ourselves and hiding from the stinging spray.
"Jesus fuck!" She exclaimed.
I wanted to apologize, but I laughed instead.
"I'll kill you one day I swear."
There were two valves in the shower, pressure and heat. Tentatively, I tested and increased the temperature of the water, trying to get it just cool enough, though not too warm.
I answered her frown with a cheeky grin and stood under the flow. She gave me little more than a harumph before she joined me, standing against me and embracing me once more. Initially tense, her hold quickly relaxed, tightness melting away in a low sigh.
"That's nice."
I let my chin rest on her forehead, taking the brunt of the flow on my face before it ran down on her. My eyes were closed, though I could feel her every move in my embrace. Cool rivulets flowed on us, soaking our hot skin in a welcome refuge. Everywhere, she was smooth, soft but toned, comfortably small within my embrace. Neatly fit against me. It seemed though, that she didn't share the same desire to remain still.
I could feel her restlessly moving between us, sinking a hand below. A soft grip surrounded my sensitive foreskin, gently pulling. She separated from my body, lifting her chin up. I backed up a bit, so the water wasn't in my face, and I was greeted with warm eyes framed by wet hair. Though, they weren't wholly pointed up at me. The focus was instead on my body, scanning the skin that water so carelessly flowed over. Her hand was outstretched, gently pumping away as she stared. The feeling was a little sore, but as the seconds passed, pleasure numbed my overused cock and I felt myself grow in her fingers. I was about to bring my own hand to touch her, but something changed before I could. Her movements stilled, and she looked nervous, abashed at something. Giving me no time to ask her what was up, she started.
"Do you want to do that... thing we talked about? With my butt? Anal?"
I hesitated momentarily, a little surprised at her question. We'd never gone too far in that direction before, and it was only recently that we'd started discussing it.
"Sure, let's do it!" The brightness in her face rapidly returned, and I could almost feel the excitement jump out in her eyes. Of course, I was very interested, and the shower seemed to be a convenient spot if things got unfortunate.
"I already have the stuff outside the door." She likely meant her box of "toys." It would have been easy to miss against the colors of the bathroom.
"You've experimented a bit right?"
"Yes baby, I tried last night. It was... interesting." Her smile grew, cheeky and suggestive.
"You'll tell me if it hurts?"
"Of course, I trust you so much."
"Good, let's try it out, tell me if you're uncomfortable okay? I love you and want you to be safe."
"Yes baby, I love you too."
After an unrushed spree of kisses to end our briefing, I shut off the shower, ceasing the loud flow, and opened the door. A white container was on top of the tub. It was almost like a fancy shoe box with a hinged lid. Quickly and doing my best not to slip and die, I hopped on and off the floor and brought the box inside. The top opened with a click, exposing within what looked like all my sister's toys. Several dildoes and vibrators, different sizes and shapes filled the private collection. They could come in handy if everything in the next few minutes went well. I grabbed the lube, a black bottle that we'd used before.
"Hands and knees or standing against the wall?" I asked.
"Wall, I think."
She bent over, hands supporting her frame against the pale wall. Her brown hair, darkened by the water, trailed down her back, leading my vision over the thin impression of her spine, past her little dimples, and at the lovely prize of her cheeks, between which both her entrances almost slyly hid. Obviously, my eyes were glued to her ass, keen for a long look.
"You look amazing from here Noelle." With both hands, I spread her cheeks, not sparing her an ounce of privacy. Her back door was pink in the center, surrounded with darker skin that blended quickly into the creamy, untanned skin of her ass. Lower down, the evidence of my previous attention was still noticeable in the form of a florid red flushing her mounds. Her folds almost sparkled with the arousal that was dripping from within, catching the dim light in a way that made staring irresistible.
"Don't get too distracted, naughty man." She answered back. I may have looked for longer than I needed to.
"Yes bee. It might be cold for a second okay?"
She made a small sound of acknowledgement, and I brought my right hand down to the lube, while I kept her butt partially spread with my left hand.
The container had a pump on it, like one you'd find on a hand sanitizer or soap bottle. I held it in an awkward claw, so that I could shoot out some of the liquid with one hand. The transparent, almost pale rope of liquid landed just on the pink, slipping down over the darker patch of skin. It was fairly viscous, keeping its position even with gravity desiring otherwise. Despite my warning, her body tensed noticeably, and I couldn't help but frown.
"Everything's okay love, I'll be very careful."
"I know, the cold just surprised me."
I pumped the product several more times, getting a decent amount of coverage on the inner swells of her cheek. Perhaps I was a little too generous but having the lube right there would mean I wouldn't need to apply more for a while.
Getting my grip into an even more awkward claw, I squirted the lube on my right hand and did my best to get as much on my index finger as I could. It shouldn't have been surprising, but I was taken aback by how slippery the stuff actually was. After getting my finger decently soaked, I did my best to get it even more so. General opinion was to use as much as I could. More is better with lube.
I kneeled on the cool ceramic and found myself almost eye level with my goal. Her hole was almost entirely covered in lube, though some had started to slide downwards. Gently, I brought my wet hand to it, keeping my dry hand pulling her cheek to give myself as much visibility as I could get.
"I'm going to put it in now, okay?"
"I'm ready babe."
True to my word, I brought my pointer finger to her entrance. Gently, before starting any penetration, I massaged the rim, carefully coaxing the muscles into relaxation and making sure there was enough lube. After deeming it satisfactory, I pushed.
The wrinkly lines of her backdoor moved inwards, the inward pressure of my fingertip forcing her body to readapt to the alien intrusion. I heard her exhale, and I could almost feel her relax around me as she did her best to loosen herself to aid my entrance. Even so, I stayed slow, and the tight entrance opened easily, rapidly stretching around the width of my finger. It was warm within, warmer than outside and definitely tighter than her pussy. I used my knuckles as increments, getting further and further with periods of several seconds in between so she could adjust. Before I knew it, my second knuckle had passed within, more and more of my finger disappearing inside until my fist pressed against her cheek, hilting my penetration and stopping me from going any further.
"That feels... different." She sounded contemplative, though she didn't seem totally unreceptive, which was probably a good thing.
Slowly, I ran my finger backwards, repeating the same process in reverse as it easily glided out. That though, seemed to get something more out of her, as she shuddered when only the fingertip lay stuck within. Her entrance puckered up, almost pushing me out, before quickly relaxing again. It was time to go back in, and this time her insides accepted me even more easily. I established a slow rhythm, pushing my finger down to my fist, then stopping at the bump of my lowest knuckle before repeating the motion.
