Shower Sex Erotica の小説・ストーリー

I cried as I felt the tension in my lower abdomen growing bigger and bigger ready to explode in any moment. "Oh fuck hard baby yes..do it like that."He moaned as our thrusts got sloppy,my walls clenched around him and with three more strokes,we came together like a tidal wave crashed our bodies.I saw his white liquid leaking out of me.It was an erotic sight.He smirked seeing the flush on my cheeks. He sat straight with me still having him inside me and carefully he got off the bed taking us in the direction of the bathroom. "I..can't take another around."I whispered in his ear as we both knew what incidents would follow if we shower together.

His pace quickened, the shower filled with the wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh, her moans bouncing off the tiles. Emma's knees weakened, her free hand bracing the wall as she plunged two fingers inside herself, mimicking his rhythm. But it wasn't enough. In her mind, he spun her around, bending her over, hands on the shower bench. "Ass up, beautiful. Time to claim this hole too."

I lose my control and scream out as my orgasm rocks my body. Aston steps back as my feet hit the shower floor. He turns me around and pushes me against the tiles. He pulls my hips toward him. I anchor myself against the wall, ready for what’s to come. Aston plunges himself into me, causing me to cry out. His hands grip my hips tightly as he thrusts into me. My upper body is pressed against the cool tiles, and I cry out as his speed increases. My body shakes as my climax takes over again. Unfortunately, I miss his release as my head falls back, and I’m thrust into a place other than the shower.

I erupted beneath him and my moan echoed loudly in the room followed by a broken cry as I joined him over the mind shattering orgasm. He removed his d**k out of me and I fell on him, we both stood up from the bathtub and went under the shower to wash ourselves.

And Xavier, well-endowed and skilled in the art of pleasure, took her to new heights of ecstasy before realizing that she could no longer handle his intense thrusts from behind. With a smooth, fluid motion, he turned her body to face him and lifted her up effortlessly. Her back pressed against the sleek shower glass, causing her to gasp as its coolness met her skin. He spread her legs apart, and she instinctively wrapped them around his waist, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. The steam from the shower enveloped them like a misty cocoon as they locked eyes in a passionate embrace.

I just had to ask because I’d promised to be gentle and not rough with her. I grunted heavily, our moans aligning as we held onto each other like it was our last time together or we were scared to let go of ourselves. My hands cupped both breasts, and I leaned forward to kiss her, nibbling her lower lip while pounding deep into her pussy. The ecstatic feeling was indescribable. Under that shower, having her while the cold water ran through our bodies, our voices uniting in bliss—it was more than what words could describe. But one thing was that shower sex was amazing.

she said, disagreeing by shaking her head. "Jesus—Kiara! That stings.” "Sorry. I will cut my nails next time," Kiara grumbled and gently scrubbed my back with a loofah. Her tiny claw marks were cute, and I would wear them proudly, but they stung. "I don't get how anyone can have sex in the shower." "I mean . . . we could do something if we are flexible enough and—” "I am very flexible." "Really?” I asked. “I didn't know by the time we were in the third position.”

When we woke up again it was light outside and daddy took me to the shower. He'd designed the double size shower for sex play and in the next hour I learnt how erotic a shower could be. Daddy gave me two orgasms while soaping me top to bottom and then I got to return the favour. By the time I was done, daddy couldn't wait. He pulled me up by my thighs and threaded me onto his erect cock. He then proceeded to fucking me fast and furiously against the cold tiles of the shower. We then cleaned ourselves again before drying ourselves off.

Maybe, but how do I get my hands on it? "Yara," he calls, and I turn around to face him. The shower is still running, and he's dripping all over the floor. He's got that look in his eyes that I'm familiar with now. Shower sex? I've never had it, but I certainly want to try, although my body disagrees with me. One more orgasm and I'll pass out. "Come here." I go to him.

The moment we stepped into the bathroom he turned on the shower, and we ended up having sex in there too. Hot water cascaded over us as he pressed me against the tiles, lifted one of my legs, and slid back inside me from behind. I moaned loudly, the sound echoing off the walls, while he fucked me deep and slow, one hand between my legs rubbing my clit until I came again, shaking in his arms. “Reed… oh fuck… right there,” I gasped, pushing back against him. “Don’t stop… I’m gonna cum again.” “Cum for me, baby,” he groaned, pounding into me harder. “Let me feel you fall apart on my cock one more time.”