They stood, holding each other, as he reached out and turned on the water.
He gently took a handful of her hair, pulling her head back, then kissed her soft lips, fingers releasing her mane and playing on the back of her neck.
“Need to wait for it to warm up, baby girl… it always starts cold…” he breathed. “Let me finish undressing you.”
He removed her suit jacket and blouse, brushing his lips sensually over her neck and collar bone, hands sliding down her back, uncipping her lacy bra with a snap of his fingers.
“Naughty!” she exclaimed. She loved this trick, despite him sometimes playing the fool and un-snapping her bra in public.
He tossed her clothing to the corner of the wetroom, leaving her clad only in her lace topped stockings and suspender belt.
“Hey… that’s expensive,” she complained, pouting her beautiful, full lips, her brow furrowing, hands on hips.
“I’ll get it collected and dry cleaned… don’t worry,” he said, reaching out to stroke her cheek
She had an amazing figure, and he couldn’t get enough of her.
He stripped off his shirt, after undoing his cufflinks, tossing it atop the other clothes, standing naked in front of her.
“Damn you’re so beautiful. Look at you,” he murmured.
She giggled and gave a little twirl, and threw her arms out wide, her perky boobs bouncing a little.
Steam started to fill the room, warm water and mist pouring from the rainfall shower head.
“You look amazing in your stockings,” he said as he stepped closer, wrapping her up in a hug, nuzzling her neck and nibbling her earlobe, breath warm in her ear making her give a little shiver of delight.
“I feel you,” she giggled, as his cock twitched against her thigh. She reached out and took him in her hand, gently massaging him.
“No,” he whispered, moving her off him. She gave a small noise of discontent, but she knew not to challenge him.
His fingers played over her spine as he kissed his way down, over her collarbone and left breast, his tongue circling her nipple, pushing her boob upwards and licking at the sensitive underside, planting tiny kisses all over her.
Down he went, over her stomach, kissing her navel, working his way down to her sodden pussy.
“No! Naughty boy, stop,” she exclaimed smacking him in the head.
“Ow. What the fu….,” he stopped short of releasing the whole profanity. She didnt mike swearing He rubbed the side of his head, discombobulated by the short, sharp strike, and looked up at her with hurt eyes.
“Stop it, I’m dirty.,” she murmured, grabbing his ear and pulling him up. “I’m all… spunky ”
He grunted his displeasure, and dipped his head for a kiss.
Her nose wrinkled, and she turned her head, hands on his chest keeping him at a distance.
“You smell of pussy… and no kissing.”
A small flash of disappointment crossed his face and he shook his head, looking a little sad as he spoke.
“Sorry… I forgot.”
She lightly slapped his cheek, a smile playing across her lips.
“No apologies…. ever… and besides you have nothing to apologise for…. aaaaand Oh… My… Gaaaad!!! Your tongue… in me… on me… Amaaaazing.”
She rolled her eyes and pressed the back of her hand against her forehead, feigning a swoon.
He grinned at this, there were few things that made him happier than pleasing his girl. He liked to give and was a considerate and generous lover.
He walked her backwards, under the rainfall shower, warm water caressing them both, hugging her again, their slick skin sensitive as the rubbed against one other.
He pumped soap from the wall dispenser and lathered it in his hands.
Tilting his face to the falling water he rubbed his face with hot, soapy water, washing off their mingled juices, bubbles running down over his broad, smooth chest.
He reached his lathered hand down to her pussy, sliding his middle finger into her, easing warm soapy water between her lips.
She gasped as he entered her, reaching out and grabbing his wrist and he felt her vagina spasm on his fingers.
The water cascaded over them, running down her olive skin, over her tight stomach, washing the remains of their lovemaking away, rinsing her clean.
“Better, my naughty girl?”
“Mmhm,” she agreed, “I love that you made good on your promised to cum in me… but that was definitely too much jizz.”
They laughed and cuddled under the warm water, soaping each other.
“You need to clean my ass, dear,” she said, turning and placing her palms on the tiled wall… pushing her butt out and looking coyly over her shoulder.
“You should soap your cock… then fuck me clean, ” she giggled, jiggling her cheeks.
He gently spanked her right cheek, hand lightly cupped.
“I love your butt…. all those squats… I know it’s selfish, but I am so glad you didn’t mess with it. Implants… injections. totally unnecessary.”
“Hmph,” she grumbled. “Only because you keep nagging me… but you should spank me some more to make sure I don’t do it another day.”
She gave him another coy, over the shoulder look, running her tongue over her lips.
“Goddamn, you are so fucking sexy. So beautiful. Words can’t capture how I feel about you,” he gushed.
He gently slapped her perfect buttock.
SMACK.
And again.
SMACK.
After each spank he rubbed her reddening cheek, gently massaging it, easing the light sting.
“Mmmm…. I love that… but if you really love me… you’ll fuck me. Fuck me in the ass, you naughty man.”
She pushed herself back on him, grinding her ass on his cock.
“Please…. fuck me,” she begged. “Now.”
He placed a hand on each hip, and slid his cock up and down between her cheeks, the underside of his dick rubbing on her tight, puckered asshole.
She purred, ass clenching.
“Ive been a good girl. Ive been using the buttplug every day like you showed me. My ass is trained now… it’s ready.”
She looked back over her shoulder, eyes filled with fire, and nodded exuberantly.
“In me… put it in me.”
“Now,” she begged.
He wrapped his right arm around her waist, reaching up to cup her left breast, massaging it. Taking his cock in his free hand, he pressed the tip gently against her asshole.
He pumped some soap into his hand and stroked it over his dick, lubricating it, and rubbed the tip over her anus, as she moaned and gently pushed back onto him.
Sliding back his foreskin he slowly eased the head of his cock inside her, then held himself still, letting her accommodate his girth, as she gently rocked back and forth, slowly taking him in deeper with each movement.
Wiggling her ass onto him, she started to buck her hips, and animalistic growl escaping her lips.
“I fucking love your cock.. Fuck me, fuck me in the ass. Clean my ass out with your soapy dick.”
He placed his hands on her shapely hips, holding her still as he took control, slowly thrusting, gently easing his soapy member out of her butt then sliding it back in, until he was balls deep.
He started to increase the speed of his strokes, balls slapping rhythmically against her pussy as he fucked her.
“Baby girl, your ass feels so fucking good… even tighter than your tight little pussy. It chokes my cock beautifully. “