Shower Sex Gif Novels & Stories

The angle was perfect, Damien’s thick cock dragging over his prostate with every roll of his hips. Damien leaned in, teeth scraping Kai’s shoulder. “Twenty-six nights and you still feel this fucking good. Still take me so beautifully.” The shower sex was intense and slippery skin slapping wetly, moans mixing with the sound of running water. Kai came first with a shout, painting the tiles as his hole clenched tight around Damien. Damien followed right behind, burying himself deep and grinding through his release with a low groan. They stayed under the spray for a few minutes longer, catching their breath, trading lazy kisses while the water rinsed them clean.

I took off my pants and walked to the bathroom as I turned around to look back at her. “You coming?” She nodded and I could see her getting angry. We got the shower and made sure the water was warm enough and I decided to make her scrub my back. This was beginning to feel nice. It was like we were a couple. Stop it, I told myself. I turned and looked at her, pressing my lips on her without warning, and the next thing we were doing it in the shower, and she didn’t fight back. I could feel her panting as I pushed her to the wall so I can get more access to her entrance before the convulsions of the shower sex overtook us as we shuddered together in the shower. I was starting to enjoy having se

I tighten my grip and quicken my strokes. Although I’m sure it will pale compared to the real thing, I fantasize my fist is her hot, wet heat, clenching around my shaft. On its own, my pelvis thrusts into my palm, once, twice. Fire shoots from my center as I spew my seed onto the tile near the shower floor. My body shudders, and a low groan echoes in the shower enclosure.

My mouth fell open and my eyes rolled, I stopped myself from laughing because of the excessive loud growl of the two people having sex in the shower that Trace said. "What the fuck?" "Yeah, they're fucking each other in the shower and it's very audible that they're doing it." Trace said seriously. I was swallowed hard and shaken, I couldn’t help myself from laughing at what was happening. Why the strength of the moan?!. I could really hear it even though Trace just called me on the phone. How come when I'm in Trace's stand now, maybe I can't bear to hear that. What the heck. "By the way, Celestine." Trace said.

" I want to shower he said as I watched him took off his boxer He wrapped his arms around me, the water fell on his hair making him look more sexier, his hands soon found their way on my thighs, and he held me, he pushed me against the bathroom wall gently making me feel aroused and wet down there My hand found their way on his hair and I roughly tugged on them making him groan against my lips I pulled back to be able to breathe, he pulled me back without losing any seconds, he thrust on me making me moan, he put his hand on my mouth as he thrust faster and deeper, he let go of my mouth as he dipped his head in my neck sucking and licking my skin "Kahr" I moan his name as he moved inside me

that massive rainfall shower with six different jets, is tempting. "Fine. But we're not having shower sex. I actually need to get clean." "No promises," he calls as I head to the bathroom, voice warm with laughter and love. --- We have shower sex. Obviously. He pins me against the tile wall, the cool stone shocking my back, contrasting the scalding water pounding down on us in heavy sheets. His mouth is on mine instantly, kissing me deeply and slowly, his tongue stroking mine sensually. His cock slides between my thighs, hard and ready, his pre-cum mixing with water.

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.”

His thick fingers push back inside my tight pussy, curling perfectly against that spot that makes my vision spark, the sound of the shower, his wet licking, and my own desperate moans echo off the tiles. Tyler’s hard cock teases between my ass cheeks, the head occasionally pressing against my untouched hole, making me tense with nervous excitement. “Ever had sex in a shower, Jenny?” Tyler whispers. “N-no…” I gasp, grinding against Scott’s hot mouth. “We’ll fuck you hard,” he promises darkly. “Until you can’t walk straight.” They don’t let me rest, Scott stands, spins me around, and bends me forward. I brace my hands on the slippery tile wall, he lines up his thick cock and thrusts deep into

"I feel like this would be better if it was in a bed" Rhode states, though he still continues to undress himself. "But shower sex is always fun. Now hurry up you're letting all the warm air out" I say with a giggle as he slides his boxers down to the ground and walks into the shower, shutting the door behind him.

I want him as much as he wants me and I am ready for it anytime. "And don't worry, pretty ass, I'll fuck you hard in the shower," he promises, giving me an intense look through the mirror. Our eyes lock and I am not able to look away first by breaking that contact. No way, his eyes captivate me and I find my heart racing inside my chest. Wow, shower sex. I am excited. This man is unexpectedly creative in this field. He knows how to get me wet just by his words and this way, I know I am going to love it just like I enjoyed last night.