I love to take showers. The soothing warm water inside a beautiful bathroom or the sensation of showering outside at the beach or a tropical resort… it doesn’t matter where. Nothing, however, is better than a shower with my husband Robert. It’s almost a spiritual thing for me, so he tends to let me get in and spend a little time by myself before joining in. Even though that has beco
me our usual pattern, I’m sometimes drifting off and surprised when he opens the door and slides in behind me.
The warm stream trickling between our bodies is a real turn on for me. It’s so sensual when he rubs and massages me while the water’s flowing. I feel like I have the smoothest skin when Robert runs his hands over me while I’m wet. The whole experience makes me feel like a sex goddess.
Sometimes I close my eyes and stand with my back to the water. The stream pulses against me as Robert slides a handful of aromatherapy shower gel up and down my arms and across my shoulders. Ahhhh.
Last night his big soft hands felt heavenly as he treated me to a firm but slippery massage. I shivered with delight as he kneaded my neck and shoulders, massaging all the tension out of me. He slid his hands down and circled my breasts with his fingertips. Grinning, he squeezed more gel into his hands, rubbing them vigorously to create a smooth white lather.
There’s something about the way he touches my breasts that sends immediate waves of pleasure straight to my pussy, so when he gently massaged them I could feel myself getting wetter, even in the shower. I wanted him to feel it too, so I wrapped my leg around his butt. The sensation of my lips touching his thigh woke up his dick, and I felt it come to life between my legs. I smiled and pulled him closer.
Robert gently turned me around and rested my butt against his groin. He explored every part of my body with his wet, slippery hands. He began to weave a road map from my pussy to my navel to the fleshy mounds of my breasts. It felt wonderful. I turned back to face him and pulled him in for a kiss under the steamy water. I wrapped my leg around him again, and by the time he slid his thick penis into my warm and wet vagina, I was more than ready to receive him.
We had a fast, passionate love-making session. Before he even entered me we were both so excited that we have since decided the shower is definitely one of our favorite forms of foreplay!
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A shower isn’t the only good place for a sexual encounter involving water play. Many couples find a Jacuzzi to be erotic, as Bianca and Carl do in this next story.