Shower Sex Gif Novels & Stories

when we are both done we head back to our room to go shower. *****Sexual Content***** Once inside the bathroom Michael closes and locks the door then strips himself of his clothes and comes over to me taking mine off. He then crashes his lips to mine and I walk backwards into the shower. Michael presses me up against the wall as he turns on the water. I squeal as a blast of cold water hits me. Michael chuckles turning the water warm. He takes my lips back in his and our tongues wrestle for dominance. Michael grabs my leg and lifts it up around his waist. I put my arms around his neck and pull my other leg up and around him. Pressing my core to his hard penis. I grind against him and he groan

he smiles at me as I step inside. He enters the shower within seconds, pulling by back to his chest, his hand runs over my breast and down my stomach and cups my mound. I moan as his fingers glide through my wet folds and his nose nuzzles into my neck. He inhales as he plunges two fingers into me and his thumb rubs my clit. He pulls his fingers out and puts them in his mouth. I tilt my head to him in displeasure when his eyes widen and he turns me to face him, he drops to his knees and presses his ear to my stomach. He looks up at me as water showers down on him, his smile is so big and bright, "we're with pup," he says excitedly. He stands and looks down at me, "my love, did you hear

I know my demanding voice in this situation turns her on. After brushing our teeth, Kiara and I take our time in the shower. I've come to realize how much I enjoy shower sex with her. Seeing the water drizzle down her wet skin does unbelievable things with me. She lets me fixate her hands on her back with one of mine. My free hand cups one of her tits, playing with it. I roll her nipple between my thumb and pointer finger, causing her to moan and slam back harder against me.

His fingers held my nipples and rubbed them gently and sensually in the same rhythm as his thrusts. I have read about shower sex, but I never knew it could be incredibly erotic. The heat of our bodies being pounded by the warm spray in the shower, the smell of our arousal mingling with the steam and scented soap, our moans of pleasure being only partially drowned out by the sound of the water hitting the tiles.

It didn’t take long before I was hard again. She turned around, placed her hands on the shower wall, and pushed her ass back. I grabbed her hips and slid back into her soaked pussy. The water cascaded over us as I fucked her steadily in the shower. This time it was slower but just as intense, with deep grinding strokes while I played with her bouncing tits and pinched her nipples. Gwen moaned loudly, her voice echoing off the tiles. “You feel so good inside me, baby.” I reached around and rubbed her clit again until she came one more time, her pussy milking my cock. I followed right after, filling her with another load of cum as the hot water washed over our bodies.

She decided to risk it. Kurt had never had sex in the shower—not “all the way” kind of sex—but it sounded good to him. Naomi 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 Naomi coaxed him in and soaped him up and rinsed him off and knelt and sucked and stroked him, Kurt was an instant fan of shower sex. He came on her tits and she lathered it up before washing it away, which was hot in its own way.

Following proper hygiene, I diligently wash my hands, ensuring they are clean and refreshed. Turning on the faucet, I adjust the water temperature to a soothing warmth, preparing myself for a relaxing shower. As I step under the cascading water, a soft moan escapes my lips, a testament to the pleasurable exhaustion my body feels from the passionate encounters I've shared with my two mates. Their devoted attention fulfills the desires and cravings of my body, leaving me with a sense of satisfaction and contentment.

Watching him undress, I couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles rippled under his skin. Shraf first guided me towards the shower area, and as the water cascaded down upon us, he began to wash my hair. His fingers gently massaged my scalp, sending waves of pleasure cascading through me. The sensation was intoxicating, and I found myself leaning into him, craving more of his touch. His hand then travelled along my back, as he lathered the shower gel all around my body. When he reached the area near my inner thigh, he paused, his fingers hovering dangerously close to my core. The anticipation was almost unbearable, and I couldn’t help but feel a rush of arousal.

She did it the second time, it was the most incredible blow job ever and I knew my mate was here to stay, I was the mate to this wonderful being who could stroke me perfectly and run her perfect mouth over my dick and make me groan fucking lustfully in the damn shower. But I was going to take control again. I pulled Nadine up before she thought of a third time and turned her around holding the wall of the shower before thrusting myself into her gently. She cried out and the water glided over us but I held her pretty ass still and carefully as I thrust in and out with crazy desire and hungry need. The shudders went in sync with the shivers from the cold shower and it sort of fuelled our conne

He took her in the mornings in a slow, languid pace that always quickly spiraled out of control, leaving both of them panting for breath and their hearts racing. Then they would shower. Each time, Vanessa would argue that it would probably be more beneficial if they’d shower separately, but after one kiss, she’d relent. Water conservation aside, sex in the shower was never an easy feat, especially not with her shoulder, although it was healing nicely. He’d take her from behind or get down on his knees, bringing her to release with his mouth and fingers. Or they both would end up on the floor of the wide shower, her seated firmly in his lap, riding him and taking him in a way only Vanessa was