The Shower
A true story, as told by Fox, "It is late. You come home and think you
are alone in the house. You decide to take a shower. You turn on the
hot water, and steam begins to fill the room. As you remove your
blouse, you admire yourself in the mirror, thinking that you are
indeed quite beautiful. You turn slightly left-then right. You pout
for a moment because your breasts aren?t quite perfect-the left
breast's nipple is an "innie." You roll your nipples between your
fingers until it pinches a little, and you like it. As you take off
your skirt, you watch yourself in the mirror. You stand up and then
slip out of the panties and kick them in the corner. As you stand
naked, you stroke yourself, and close your eyes just long enough to
imagine it is me. Then you step into the shower. You think you are
alone, but I have seen everything. I had fallen asleep on the floor of
the bedroom, and when you walked in, your scent woke me. As always,
watching you has aroused me, and I want you. I slip out of my jeans. I
open the shower door and step into the hot water. You gasp in
surprise, but smile as you recognize my touch, and turn to kiss me.
Our tongues entwine, and our passion for each other grows. The water
pours over our heads and our bodies as we feverishly embrace. I gently
push you away from me and grab the soap.
"Vixen, I want to wash your beautiful body."
I lather the soap in my hands, and then begin to wash yourback. I
start with your shoulders, and I massage the tension
from your body. As you relax, I begin to scrub your butt.
While I work the muscle of each mound of your ass, the lather
flows into the crack and my finger follows it . . . You moan.
You turn towards me, and as I begin to wash your left breast,
you grab me and begin stroking my balls. The water cascades
around us. I wash the small one, and begin rubbing your belly-then
your mound. Again, the lather flows into the crack and again,
my finger follows it. Again, you moan. You gently push me away from
you and drop to your knees. You take me into your mouth, and I lean
back against the wall. Your head moves back and forth, and I watch
your face as the water streams from me and onto you. Again and again,
your tongue circles the head of my penis, and it is all I can do
to keep from exploding in your mouth." I stop you. This isn't how I
want it...
The story is continued by Vixen, "You stop me; this isn't how you
want it. I slowly withdraw your penis, lovingly
licking him and sucking slowly and encircling his head
with my tongue. I trace your penis down to the very end where
I find that oh so sensitive cord. I skillfully lick the cord
right up to the magic button. By now you are crying out because
I have you right in between the stages of agony and ecstasy. I am
rubbing your hinny and slipping my fingers between your cheeks and
caressing the button. You suddenly jerk me up and fiercely start
kissing me, I bite you softly and not so softly, and I suck on your
tongue gently and taste your beautiful mouth. You start to trace
down my neck with your tongue; slowly you descend tracing
around my breasts and gently sucking on my nipples. You
trace down over my belly to the silky mound rising up to greet
you. I am half crazed by now wanting to feel your tongue..."
The story is continued by Fox. "I am consumed with desire.
I want to ram my throbbing cock into your wet pussy, but I
don?t. Not yet. My tongue entwines the long silky hair of your pubes. I suck
it into my mouth, bite down and gently tug the hair. You lift
your right leg up onto my shoulder. You arch-your back against
the shower?s wet wall and your belly into me. I cup your ass with my hands, and I feel you relax as I stop
tugging your hair. Now the water streams from your body
onto my head as I begin to explore you. At first, I lick you
all around the outside-avoiding what you really want.
Then my tongue flicks deep into your vagina, and I taste
you. You are delicious. My tongue darts in and out quickly and rhythmically. You
say, "I like that." I seek the "man in the boat." I find him, and "he" is standing
up. My tongue pushes your lips apart as I try to flirt with
touching "him." "He" grows taller. I stop licking, and
I begin to suck. Gently teasing "him" with my tongue as I
try to take all of you into my mouth. You moan. I begin to alternate licking and sucking. On one pass, my
tongue continues to your ass and I find your magic button.
I gently probe it with my tongue. I return to your clit, but
my fingers take over caressing your ass. Your juices are
flowing freely now, and I stop to sip your nectar."
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