Shower Sex Erotica の小説・ストーリー

My lips parted as I slowly observed it, noticing throbbing veins along his hard cock. 'Jaxon. ' I managed to breath out, my sight still fixed on the object of my needs. 'You want this? ' His large palm went around the hard cock, moving it up from the base up to the wet tip. 'Daamn! ' That qualified as the most erotic thing I had ever witnessed. He extended his arm, pulling me with him under the square shower head. I didn't even see him turning the shower on, I was so lost in his sexiness. He pulled my body flash in his, the hard meet pressing on my stomach. My eyes dropped between us, enjoying his presence and the drops of warm water as they cascaded down our bodies.

The shower muffled the sounds, but Teresa felt every lick amplified—the tongue delving through her folds, parting them to suck directly on her entrance, drawing out her essence. Lena's hands gripped Teresa's ass, pulling her closer, face smeared with water and arousal. She alternated between deep tongue thrusts and rapid flicks on the clit, the steam making everything slicker, hotter. Teresa's fingers braced against the wall, slipping slightly, her moans lost in the rush of water. The intimacy here was raw, enclosed, Lena's dominance wrapping around her like the mist.

Amber I love the strong, confident way Hunter’s cock slides out of my pussy; its sheer size grazing my clit as it moves out, its throbbing veins rubbing my inner labia a little more for a fraction of second—. Before he slammed right back in. The sex connoisseur was right: shower sex is the way to start the day. My loud, hard moaning was still ringing in my ears as I slipped back into my oversized Tee and cargo pants—oh yes, my panties. I fetched them from the floor—.

He kept grinding, forcing every drop in, kissing my neck and whispering filthy praise. “Good boy… take Daddy’s load… such a perfect little cumdump…” We stayed locked together under the spray for long moments, breathing hard, his cock still twitching inside me as the water washed away the evidence from our skin but not from my overflowing hole. Finally he pulled out slowly. A huge glob of his cum immediately gushed from my gaping, puffy hole and splattered onto the shower floor before the water carried it away. We were both shaking. He turned off the shower. We dried off in record time, still stealing hungry kisses. My legs felt like jelly, ass deliciously sore and leaking.

She came twice, her body surrendering completely. By evening, in the bedroom, it was missionary—intimate, eyes locked as he moved slowly, then fast, grinding his pubic bone against her clit until she begged. “Harder… please!” He obliged, pounding until they both shattered. The day blurred into a marathon of forbidden ecstasy—shower sex, where water slicked their bodies, his cock sliding in from behind; oral on the stairs, his tongue devouring her until she squirted; quickies in every room, each more intense than the last.

I stand back up and turn, holding onto the shower bar as I bend over. Knox doesn't waste any time thrusting into me, playing with my clit simultaneously, so as he begins to jerk jets of cum inside me, I'm coming all over him, "Yes, baby...yes!" I cry out, pushing back onto him as hard as I can. It is the hottest shower sex that we have ever had up to this point. ~~~~~~~~

Little by little, I already feel his tip entering me, I grasp onto his shoulder then he starts to hold me, pushing me up and down on his length. Holy Christ this position is just inexplicably erotic. I hold on tighter on his neck, resting my cheek on his shoulder. I feel his tip hitting the end of me as it goes in and out. I was fighting back my moan to come out from my lips. Every time he pushes me down, little gasps escapes from my mouth. I closed my eyes, praying I won't moan and scream out loud. It's not that I'm troubled about me paying for our midnight snack later, I'm more worried about getting caught having sex in the shower. "Don't stop yourself from moaning." He teases me.

She remembered how Joseph’s cock, nice as it was, hadn’t quite hit the necessary spots to really blow her mind in the shower… but Landon’s probably would. That got her wondering whether she wanted her mind blown in the shower—wouldn’t she slip and fall? She decided to risk it. Landon had never had sex in the shower—not “all the way” kind of sex—but it sounded good to him. Jeffina kept her shower clean, and it smelled sexy—like lilacs and hyacinth. It gave him a hard-on just smelling it. Sex in the shower sounded more than good to him. So when Jeffina coaxed him in and soaped him up and rinsed him off and knelt and sucked and stroked him, Landon was an instant fan of shower sex.

“Shower sex is uncomfortable? How come you never told me before?” “You seem to have a kink for it.” I scoffed. “Nonsense. The bed will be better then, I guess.” “I don't mind the shower,” we continued to sway to the music. “When you fuck me slowly with the water pouring all over us, it feels like heaven. I think we should do that tonight. What do you say?” she licked her lips. Fuck. I couldn't get enough of her. I pushed my hips forward, pressing my hard-on through her slit, against her moist entrance. Damn. She was so wet already.