My Sister’s Friend - part 3 - ‘Save water, shower with a Friend’, a short story by TF. Date added: 2013-08-23. Times viewed: 7204.
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- Intro: M/F, oral. Following directlyon from the exciting, explicit events of the previous installment, things get slippery and wet in the shower.
We make our way from your bedroom, naked, our laughter echoing through the empty house. You playfully pull me along, sweetly holding me by the hand, while your other hand clasps your pussy to stop the collective fluids from our fucking, just moments before, from spilling from you and dripping on the carpet. That wouldn’t be good!
Pushing the bathroom door open you turn back to me, just to kiss me, rough and playful, on the lips. I can’t help laughing at your excitement, like we’re ticking off all your fantasies in the space of a few hours! I manage to kick the door closed just before you yank me into the shower and set the water going. It’s cold at first, making us both yelp and wriggle about, but not stopping us from holding one another, playing our hands over skin that tingles with goosebumps and nerves still firing from recent orgasm.
I run my hands up your neck, fingers entwining in your hair and hold your head as I kiss you, almost a movie kiss, passionate, sensual, beautiful. The water cascades over us, filling up slightly between your breasts, crushed between us, and slowly trickles down our bellies, running, caressing it’s way wherever it can find passage. I let my hands trace down your neck, our lips still locked, and stroke my way down your back, coming to cup your bottom as you wrap your arms around my neck. You pull yourself up, standing on tiptoe slightly, and I’m almost worried we’re going to slip! I grip your cheeks and you squirm against me, slipping a thigh between my legs, ridiculously soft and smooth. I can feel my cock hardening again, the head slipping up your inner thigh, resting against your clit and making you grind your hips against me, giggling into my mouth. We both break away for air and to laugh, and I duck my head down to press my face into your neck, the skin soft and warm, water trickling down beneath my lips, I kiss the smooth, vulnerable flesh gently. I run my tongue up your neck, as I had done earlier, again making you giggle and squirm. You grind your hips against me again, with more force, as my shaft begins to press upward against your lips and clitoris with greater pressure, straining against your slippery, giving mound, and sliding gloriously against you, between your thighs as we move. I let out a long sigh right by your ear and hear your respond with a sigh, a giggle, and a moan of your own. I didn’t think I could be so hard again so soon! You really do something to me young lady!
I begin to kneel down, working my way down your body with my lips, kissing collar bones, breasts, pausing to flick nipples with my tongue, allowing my teeth to gently play over them, and then moving on, down your belly, little kisses around your navel, then the back of my tongue down, down toward your clit. Your fingers tangle in my hair. Then I lap at that fleshy, pleasure giving nub nestled between your beautiful, delicate folds. I swirl my tongue around your clitoris, my hands slowly stroking up and down your thighs, and I feel them begin to shake, you’re still incredibly sensitive. I suck it into my mouth, just gently, but I feel you begin to buckle. I guide you down to straddle me, my cock pointing straight up to it’s destination, and as you sink onto me it slides effortlessly in, your tight pussy welcoming it, melting around my throbbing shaft. I too am still unimaginably sensitive! I let out a great groaning moan of ecstasy, it’s almost too much! We just sit here, clinging to one another for a moment.
Then you begin to rock, just gently at first, and I move my hips as much as I can to match you. With each grind comes a letting out of breath, a moan that’s almost a sigh. I hold you in my arms, your thighs wrapped around me, our lips locked, or my face buried in your neck, kissing, sucking, licking. And my cock is buried deep in your molten heat, encased in your succulent nethers. I grip your body to me as we grind, pushing deeper, slowly increasing speed just a little till our bodies rhythmically undulate against one another, pivoting at that crucial exquisite point where my body enters yours in sweet embrace. I catch sight of your face, cheeks flushed, eyes closed, the water streaming over you, beautiful and angelic, if a woman given over to carnal pleasure can be such.
Gradually we slow down as I become aware of my knees bruising on the hard shower floor.
"My knees!" I laughingly exclaim, then kiss you again.
You respond, between kisses, that your knees are hurting you too.
Something about such a trivial thing as sore knees stopping such raunchy, hot sex amuses us and we can’t stop giggling as we carefully make our way to standing again.
I slip my fingers into you, two long middle digits, tickling, stroking, searching for that especially sensitive spot. I watch as you bite your lip and find myself biting my own as your fingers wrap around my throbbing member, stroking gently. Your nimble fingers taking the time to explore this still unfamiliar anatomy, before gripping slightly more firmly to move the skin. I let out another groan of pleasure. Bending my head I try to kiss you, but as you’re still biting your lip our mouths don’t quite mesh properly, making us both laugh. You wrap your free hand around the back of my neck and kiss me, murmuring softly as you do, a gentle moan somewhere deep inside. My fingers find that soft, spongy pad of slightly textured skin on the inner wall of your glorious vagina and I begin to gently press and stroke as your hips respond by themselves, involuntarily, and your hand on my rigid shaft moves faster, in time with my hand cupping your groin, fingers delving into the secret depths inside you.
"Put it back in!" you whisper.
The words, and your cute voice saying them, delights me and I can’t help thrusting slightly into your hand, gently squeezing your groin as I do so.
Then as I’m trying to decide how best to enter you once more, suddenly we both hear the sound of tires scrunching on the drive outside the window! We freeze, hearts beating even faster, harder, legs shaking, the hot water streaming over us, hissing on our glistening bodies. My cock throbs in your hand and your beautiful pussy sucks at my fingers hungrily, clenching with exhilaration mixed with the shock of the cars arrival, fear and lust raging through our bodies!
Urgently you pull away from me, slamming the water off and grading me out of the shower. But to my surprise you kneel down and look at me over your shoulder, your cute face flushed with warmth and excitement.
"Quick, let’s finish!" A cheeky big grin on that lovely mouth.
I can’t believe how bold you’ve become! That you’d actually want to keep going with your parents, in all likelihood, about to put the key in the door! But I can’t refuse you, and I’m too far gone, too close to hold myself back. I get down behind you, enjoying in equal measures your expression as you watch me position my cock at your lush entrance, and the sight of your pert bottom displayed before me, your engorged lips spreading slightly, pink and flushed from our love making. Your juice, mixing with the water that runs from your shining body, drips onto the towel beneath you.
I plunge into you, watching your face, lip bite, eyes closed, that sigh, your cute little gasp and giggle as I disappear completely inside your tightness. Your bottom presses against my hips, and I can feel you trembling against me, around me. I begin to push your hips away, then pull you toward me, thrusting myself into you, our bodies meeting with a raunchy satisfying slap! If we’re not careful, and gosh if we’re not rather quick, we’re going to get caught! I speed up, feeling myself getting closer, already near the edge but the sudden shock has delayed my orgasm rather well. I’m able to drive myself in and out of you, to truly 'Fuck' you, and our breath starts to come fast as the room is filled with that raunchy slapping sound, and the sucking of your body at mine. We move urgently together, both of us hungry for release, to quench our desire for one another, and spurred on by terror and sweet carnal pleasure! I drive myself into you as you push yourself back, impaling yourself on my phallus.
I lean forward, supporting myself on one arm and reaching around with my other to rub your clit, slick with your juices. I lay a kiss on your back as I feel my balls begin to tighten and, as if you somehow instinctively know, your movements become more desperate and your beautiful vagina begins to squeeze rhythmically. A barely stifled moan escapes your mouth and I let out a low grunt, pressing my face into your back, as I grind my throbbing penis deep inside your burning, sucking depths and I begin to come! Great jets of ‘cum’ splash into you as waves of intense pleasure engulf our bodies, your insides rippling around me, our bodies quivering against each other, clutching, clenching, shuddering! I didn’t think I could come so much, having just come earlier, but I feel it gushing, hot and slippery, into what limited space remains between our most intimate parts, filling you up.
Then with a final shudder and exhalation of breath our bodies begin to slowly relax. But there’s no time for that, we can hear the sound of slamming doors, we really haven’t any time at all!
How on earth am I going to get out of here?! The windows don’t open far enough, and your parents will walk into the house at any moment!
Our mixed cum dribbles onto the towel as we stagger to our feet, limbs still shaking a little, and look at one another with expressions of horrified amusement and just a bit of terror.
"Okay" Your voice hushed and urgent. "You pretend you’ve just got in the shower, and I’ll pretend I’ve just had one”
I can hardly take in your words, and those I do grasp don’t make sense! I just can’t see how you’ll sell that to your parents! Your face is still flushed, your breath is shaky, and your towel is stained with various bodily fluids and wet from a fair amount of shower water!
But I watch as you wrap the frankly icky towel around you, somehow managing to hide the most obviously wet patch, which isn’t as obvious, nor as icky as I’d at first imagined it would be.
Then with a quick kiss you whisper that you’ll “tell them we went for a run or something” and you’re out the door and gone!
Dazed I climb back into the shower, turning it on to a light spray, and precede to try and judge how long a shower is supposed to take. I can just make out voices and then feet skipping back up the hall toward your bedroom.
Then suddenly I realize, Oh god! My clothes are in your bedroom! I am royally screwed! Totally and utterly screwed!
I shut off the water and stand dripping on the bathmat, which I somehow manage to notice in my state of panic, has miraculously escaped all traces of semen or feminine lubricative secretions.
Then just as I’m trying, fruitlessly, to come up with some story as to why I don’t have my clothes, there’s a knock at the door and your voice, slightly more theatrically loud than necessary I can’t help thinking.
"I’ve got your clothes from the dryer, they’ve come up pretty well"
Oh thank goodness! Smart, and slightly deviant, as well as gorgeous!
I crack the door to receive them and it seems you can’t resist adding “obviously you’ll want to wash them, they’re still sweaty from all that physical exercise we got!”
I’m not so sure how wise that last remark from you is, to my guilty mind it sounds like a clear declaration to anyone listening that I just fucked their daughter! Twice! Oh goodness…
I can hear you laughing as I close the door and start to dry myself, hands kind of shaking. I can’t help grinning a bit myself though, you are a dear, silly, crazy thing. And I’m absolutely mad about you, I didn’t mean that to happen.
Finally dried and dressed I compose myself as best I can, and make my way out, hoping like anything not to blush as soon as I see your family, or stammer, or appear in the least bit awkward.
On entering the living room, your mother’s sitting on the couch looking for something in her bag, your father no where to be seen. Getting a gun perhaps? I try to quieten my slightly hysterical mind, obviously he’s not doing that! I really do wish my brain wouldn’t offer up such jokes at a time like this! But luckily I’ve met your mother before, and she seems relaxed enough, greeting me warmly, and teasing me, saying “you two might actually get fit if you keep this up!”
I hope desperately, again, that I’m not flushing! I try to look her in the eye and laugh as my mind yells ‘she knows, she knows you just fucked her daughter, she knows you just licked her daughter’s vagina! She knows you just stuck your stupid big penis in her daughter and came inside her! And came inside her again! Oh goodness she knows!’
But she goes on smiling and I become aware she’s following that jab at us up with something about me not needing it though, being in good shape already, for which I awkwardly thank her. I’m rather revealed when you arrive to save me from this torment, having changed into some fresh clothes. I try not to grin at you too big, but just seeing you fills me with this stupid happy feeling, and also makes me feel slightly aroused again as well, thinking of everything we’ve done together! Oh god, I’ve got to get out of here!
"Well I’d better go, it was nice to see you again"
Your mother and I say our goodbyes and you tell her you’re just going to walk back with me a little bit of the way, just to the end of the road. Your mother says that’s fine, giving us a slightly odd smile that makes me feel sure she guesses something’s going on between us.
We make a run for it, and as we close the front door behind us you giggle apologies into my ear about your mother, apparently she’s a bit tipsy, been to some family friends’ barbeque or something. It’s fine of course, I’m just glad to have escaped unscathed, undetected!
We walk on in silence for a moment, then once out of view of the house I feel your fingers brush my hand and I take yours in mine. Stupid big grins on our faces, we talk and laugh our way to the little walkway that will lead me from your road and through a subdivision back in the direction of my own house.
"Oh! I was going to tell you" you giggle at me, "I had to run back to my room after saying hello and explaining to my parents! Your cum was running down my legs! Well, our cum!"
Our laughter echoes from the houses around us. Oh goodness, that would have been bad! Imagine if it had run down bellow the level of the towel! Terrible!
Eventually we stop giggling like two silly children and another moments silence passes as we just stand and smile at one another. Then I ask “Would you like to go running again some time soon?” breaking into a big grin and winking at you.
You reach up and kiss me, then roll your eyes and whisper "Of course!"
Note: All characters are at least eighteen (18) years of age, and no implication or inference otherwise is intended. All events described are of a fictional nature and no likeness to specific real life events; or persons either living or dead is intended.
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