A soaking, steamy mist filled the shower stall, the glass enclosure foggy as I pulled both of our bodies under the drenching, rain-like spray coming from the shower head. Holding her tight as the warm water cascaded down our bodies, she glanced into my eyes and said, “Did I do good?”
I replied, “You did better than good; you were amazing, Sofia. You don’t know how good it felt and how much I needed the release. Thank you.”
She let out a contented sigh as she buried her face against my chest and tightened her grip around me. Our bodies were pressed intimately together as we stood there for a long minute, just enjoying the closeness as the warm water flowed over our bodies. Her fingers began lightly running up and down my back while my hands slipped down to caress her firm ass. Between our roaming hands and the parts of our respective sexes pressing against each other, it did not take long for the flame of passion to spark again.
My cock started to flutter back into a semi-erect state as I pressed her up against the shower wall and my lips hungrily found hers. Our kiss was deep and passionate as I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She groaned into my mouth as her hands grabbed onto my ass, pulling our hips tight against the other. My lips moved to her neck, and I was lightly kissing up towards her ear when the alarm on my phone went off.
Sofia’s breathing had gotten deeper, so her words came out breathy as she asked, “Do you have a call? Your phone is ringing.”
I replied, “That is my 8:30 alarm. I use it as timing guide for my morning routine.”
She jumped back as she cried out, “Eight-thirty! Oh my god, I am going to be late for work. I got to go clock-in!”
The words had hardly left her mouth before she was out of the shower, pulling her shower cap off and grabbing a towel. I shut the water off and followed her out. I pulled a towel off the rack and started to help her dry off. Grabbing her dress from the floor, she stepped into it, turned towards me, and said, “You still have time before you have to check-out, don’t you?”
I responded, “Yes. I don’t have to leave for a couple of hours yet. Will you be able to come back?”
She gave me a quick peck on the lips before replying, “Yes, so don’t go check out.”
With that she turned quickly, buttoning her dress as she headed towards the door. I just stood there for a minute thinking how much of a whirlwind the morning had become, but I was sure not complaining. I walked into the bedroom, laid down in the bed naked, pulled my laptop out and began answering emails as I waited for Sofia to return. This actually worked out perfectly since it gave me time to recover.
It was about a half an hour later when I heard the click of the door lock and Sofia walked into the room. I shut my laptop and said, “Everything okay?”
She replied, “Yeah. I was only a few minutes late so everything is good.”
I am no stranger to knowing what women look like in various states of dress or undress, but there is something especially sensual and erotic about watching a woman getting undressed knowing she is doing it because she wants to fuck me. My eyes were riveted on Sofia as she stood before me, unbuttoning her dress. Like a stage curtain being drawn back, as each button came undone her dress slowly opened to unveil what was hidden behind the material. First, the inside curves of her breasts started to show as the top button was unfastened. The second button came undone, and the black cloth slid further apart, revealing the underside curves. The opening of the third button fully exposed her twin pointed peaks — the ones that I had already seen pushing out against her dress when she’d walked into my room. As the fourth button was loosened, the full roundness of her breasts and the contours of her waist were at last revealed. Her dress had now taken on the shape of a deep V opening as her fingers worked the last button open.
The fabric hung together for a second before falling apart, finally making the delicious, dark patch at the junction of her legs visible. The opened dress framed her naked body as she stood there for several heartbeats, staring at my swelling appreciation for her. She watched as it lengthened and thickened until it was a throbbing erection. She had no doubt of the lustful, dirty thoughts crossing my mind. A hint of a lewd smile showed that she knew that it was her body that had gotten my cock rock hard. With a shrug, the dress tumbled to the floor.
I watched the wonderful bounce of her breasts and the sway of her hips as she moved towards me. She stopped by the edge of the bed, reaching out to touch my hardness. Her fingers explored the length and thickness of it before saying, “It is amazing how easily you get hard.”
I chuckled and replied, “It is just showing its admiration for the beautiful, sensual woman standing before me.”
Continuing to fondle my cock, she smiled and confided, “I love knowing that this is hard for me. Even right now, it is difficult for me to believe that a man finds me as desirable and sexy as you do.”
With a leering grin I replied, “Let me show you,” as I reached out and pulled her to me. She moved onto the bed, one leg hitching over me to straddle my hips, her knees coming to rest on either side of me. I could feel the searing heat of her pussy pressed against my belly as the head of my cock poked against her ass. It would only take a flex of my hips and I could be inside of her, but I held off because she was not ready yet.
Her hands slid up my stomach, coming to rest on my chest. She did the female version of feeling me up. Her fingertips left a warm trail up to where her fingers pressed into the toned muscles of my chest. There was a bit of curiosity as her touch followed the curves of my pecs before her small hands tried to palm their shape. One finger pushed against the firm muscle as she said, “I like how hard your chest feels.”
I didn’t reply right away. I just slid my hands up to her shoulders and pulled her down to my waiting lips. Our kiss was long and passionate before I murmured, “Rub your tits on me.”
She raised up until just her nipples were lightly touching my chest. The sight of her breasts hanging down right in front of me, the hard little buds resting on my chest, was so enticing that it almost took my breath away, but I managed to stammer out, “Oh yes baby. That’s it.”
She rocked back, dragging her nipples down my chest, leaving two searing trails on my skin. Rocking forward, her nipples lightly grazed back over my chest, prompting a groan from my lips. Straight lines, pressing down, figure eights, side to side, her motions followed no pattern as she used her breasts to caress my chest. The sensuous feeling of her touches was surging through my body.
Her teasing nipples swept over my chin and across my face. She danced them over my cheeks and eyes before leaning down to smother my face in the softness of her breasts. She had me so turned on I could barely restrain myself from rolling her over and burying my cock into her wet, waiting pussy.
Her hands were resting on my shoulder, holding herself up as her breasts swayed right above my face, taunting me with one nipple just out of range of my waiting lips. I tried to engulf her hard bud, but missed as she teasingly pulled back just out of range. Again, she dangled her hard nipple enticingly close, giggling as I missed again. She gave a mischievous smile as she jiggled her breasts and said, “You want these don’t you?”
There was no response needed; rather, my hands held her from rising as my pouting lips sucked in her nipple, catching her by surprise. Her back arched and she gasped in pleasure as I started licking, sucking, and nibbling. Her eyes were shut, her breathing deep but ragged, as I continued my attention to her breast. When I felt her pussy press down and begin to rub against my abdomen, I knew she was ready.
Letting her nipple go I said, “Slide back and rest your pussy on top of my cock – not in you, but on top.”
She did as she was told, shifting her hips back and nestling the length of my hardness between her swollen outer labia. I could see how my cock split her pussy, with the head poking out from underneath it. “Slide your pussy along my shaft,” I commanded.
I could feel how slippery she was as her pussy effortlessly slid back the length of my cock. Moving my hands to her hips, I pulled her forward and then pushed her back as I said, “That’s it baby, rub your pussy on my cock like that.”