In the Shower

Warm and wet, covered in soap suds, steam fills the cubicle. You lean back and I wash your chest. The temptation for my hands to stray is too great. I move closer and run my hands down your back, across your buttocks. I step back and run my hands up your thighs cupping your testicles in one hand and letting the other move, again, round to your firm arse. You are still leaning back, looking up at the spray of water; but your body responds.

I sink to my knees and with no hand contact, take your cock in my mouth. You gasp. The water runs across my head, down my face, making it difficult to breathe as I move on your cock. I have to pull my hair back as the water moving over me pushes it forward onto my face. I take my hands again and run them round to your arse, I pull you closer. You fill my mouth. I work your cock, knowing what you like; knowing what I enjoy giving. Feeling your body responding naturally, you move your hips towards me unconsciously. Occasionally you lift your hands to wrap them into my hair; wanting to pull me harder onto you. I move away and look up at you, your face in pleasured concentration, the water running down and your cock so hard and waiting to be taken back into my mouth.




I lift myself on my heels and suck you in once more, moving my hand around your cock as I suck and lick. You moan and push yourself more deeply into my mouth. And, as the water runs down over my body you groan and harden and then begin to pulse your come into my mouth. I drink it up, not wasting one drop. Then, looking up at you I smile with satisfaction. As I often feel - like the cat that got the cream.

photo credit: Half Chinese