WITH MY BACK against the tile wall and the warm spray assaulting our skin, I peered out behind veiled lids and watched as Travis lathered his chest. As his large hand covered in soap went lower, sudsing the fine trail of dark hair that led to his gorgeously engorged cock, I couldn’t think about anything but having him inside of me. When our eyes met, I saw the familiar dark, narrowing gaze, the one that sent my insides into spasms.
“Mrs. Daniels, is there something you want?”
“Fuck, yes,” I moaned as I reached out and grasped his cock. Despite my thumb and finger not touching, I moved my hand up and down creating a rhythm as my other hand reached for his heavy balls and rolled them between my fingers.
“Fuck! Vikki, you’re killing me.”
“After what you did for me this morning, I think it’s my turn,” I replied with a grin, falling to my knees. With the spray of the shower, I tilted my head to the side and rinsed the soapy foam from his rock-hard penis. With both hands on his shaft, I opened wide and took him inside my mouth. My tongue ran circles around the head as I tasted his salty dew. Moving my head up and down, I listened to the sound of his breathing.
As it quickened, I slid him out of my mouth and licked his length. My tongue lapped the pulsating vein, as his balls tightened and he fisted my hair. With a growl, he plunged deep inside my throat.
Just as his cock began to throb, Travis reached for my chin. “Fuck this, Vik, I want to come inside that pussy. Stand up.”
When I did, he turned me around. “I’m fucking you from behind, babe. Hold on tight.”
I was already wet from our earlier round and sucking him had my sex primed. Holding on to the wall I spread my legs and lifted my ass. In one hard thrust, he filled me, stretching my core to the brink. “Oh fucking God, that feels so good!” I moaned, as my fingers splayed and I tried desperately to hold on to the smooth surface. Over and over he pounded, deeper and deeper until all I could do is call out his name, “Travis, oh my God!”
“That’s it. We’re coming together.”
I nodded as he reached for my swollen clit. “Oh, fuck!” The tension inside of me continued to build. Each thrust was harder than the last and I knew he was almost there. “Turn me around,” I begged, needing to touch him.
Travis did, pulling out of me, and lifting me up. My legs wrapped around him as his cock impaled my sex. I held on to his shoulders as he held my ass. Only a few more thrusts and I called out, “Jesus, Travis, I’m going to come.”
“Not yet, babe.” Again, he reached between us and teased my clit, his hips moving with mine. Our wet skin slapped one another and our breathing labored.
“Now! Fucking now!” he growled in my ear as my body ripped into a million pieces.
I melted against him, my body limp. Holding me under the spray, Travis kissed my neck, his cock still inside of me.
When my words returned, I looked up, the spray still covering us. “I was supposed to be thanking you for earlier.”
He flashed his lopsided grin. “You did, sweetheart, you did.”
As he lowered me to the shower floor I looked down at my feet and the pooling water. My legs were Jell-o and my body felt enjoyably sore.
“What are your plans for today?” I asked.
“I’m at your service, Mrs. Daniels.”
Kissing his cheek, I looked back toward the drain. No wonder the water wasn’t emptying: it couldn’t, not clogged with all of that hair.