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The boys sitting in front of Shea continued to talk about the hook up until they got off the bus. It was almost impossible for Shea to fall asleep that night with her thoughts about locker room sex keeping her awake, but after what seemed like forever, she finally fell asleep. After a few months of this, Shea finally had the courage to ask out the boy she had a crush on and have sex for the first time, which was even better than she imagined all those days in the shower after school. Years later, Shea wondered what would have happened if she never had a dream about vigorous sex in a locker room.
"What time of the day do you call this, Missie?" asked Matron Sloan, with a glare that pinned Nicki to the spot much like a lepidopterist crucifying a butterfly. "I wonder what he looks like naked," she thought, absent-mindedly running her right hand up and down the long hard cylinder of her shampoo container. By the time the fantasy Nicki was giving Dr. Kilmore an open-mouthed kiss and rubbing her stiff-nippled boobs against his chest as she impaled her sopping wet pussy on his rock hard sex, the real Nicki was crouched on the floor of the shower with her shampoo container jammed half-way up her vagina.
My body brushing hard against the railing for support, I pull myself up the last stair and suddenly stop short as I feel a sharp tug at my waist band and a stiff breeze across my upper outer thigh. I spread my legs as wide as I can - so unladylike like, such a dirty girl - and whimper as the forceful jet of water ravages my tiny little wet pussy. Being found on the floor of my shower, in a puddle of water, my legs spread wide and my pussy plainly visible, my throbbing clit and swollen nipples and labia, my shame unable to be hidden.
Now, he was a few rows down from me, sitting at a table talking to a friend of mine about the way different wages and incomes work in different cultures. As I walked across the green, I decided a shower and some dinner would help me get into a better mind set to tackle those papers that were burning holes in my book bag. I ditched my bag immediately upon walking through the door and slowly pulled off my tee, not stopping a bit as I raced to the bathroom. I closed the curtain to the shower with one final look at the foggy mirror longing for the image to be real. I slowly slid my hand between my legs letting the foam run down my arm onto my slick pussy.
I leaned over the bath, my breasts trying to escape the prison of my bra, whilst I turned the taps on and watched the water run, hot and steamy. I imagined him, sucking on my pussy, running him tongue from the start of my lips right back to the hole, gently and cheekily pushing inside me every now and then. Running my fingertips up the inside of my legs, my thighs to tease myself lasted a few seconds until the thoughts took over and forced me to start rubbing my cherry red clit. I pushed myself down, placed my hand between my thighs and started to rub my pussy lips once more.
Haha I know I can’t believe it either and Kali you’re going to have to slow down a little bit for me to understand what you’re saying!" he was stroking my back as he said this, my legs still wrapped around his hips and my arms around his neck. I yelled over the running water, "Hey Kev I left a towel for you on the counter." And then I slipped out of the bathroom. I watched as his hand moved faster and faster until his cock reached full erection, standing proud and extending away from his body. I watched as his body jerked a little bit and watched as thick white liquid came spurt after spurt, shooting out of his cock, coating my bathroom counter.
Of course I was hoping for an invitation but it just didn't happen and Joanne yawned and went up to her warm bed, leaving me with a pile of bedding on the lounge sofa. Joanne turned from me and let the water flow over her lathered hair. The odd thing is I felt like a little boy being washed by his mother, on the one hand, on the other, my hard horny dick felt like it was about to explode against her belly. "Nearly finished." she said and washed my scrotum like it was any other part of my body and then rubbed lather onto my throbbing erection. "Oh yes, let's!" replied Joanne with enthusiasm but I was not thinking of the film.
'My God', she thought, 'I'm horny all the freaking time now.' It was true: Michelle had always had a high sex drive, or so she thought, but ever since she had been double-teamed by her boyfriend, Leman and her ex, Eric, her libido had been through the roof! To anyone watching she would have been an incredibly erotic sight: Her long dark hair splayed against the white sheets and pillows and her tanned, sexy body completely nude and displayed like a waiting prize for anyone lucky enough to bear witness. Standing in the steamy shower, eyes closed as she soaped her naked body, Michelle began to fantasize about the mailman.
After a long day of swimming, sight seeing, and extremely hot women in bikinis, I went back to my hotel to relax. And my favorite way of relaxing is, you guessed it, to masturbate. Always one to never pass up a chance to get the high of jerking off in a public place, I turned the shower on, got on my knees, and leaned back on the wall to where my upper part of my back and my head was resting on the wall. I closed my eyes and started to remember some of those g-stringed and thonged bikinied women on the beach. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a woman wrapped in a towel at the entrance to the showers.
Stephen kept trying to stop thinking about her body, but the only other thing that jumped into his head was what Carol had done for him yesterday. Nina took the shower head and went all the way around his body to wash him clean. As she worked around his back she came back around to his front again, and as she brushed down his body with one of her hands it was only then she noticed his cock standing straight out. Stephen had time for a couple of deep breaths before he felt her hand working around his cock. Stephen's cock was still moist from his shower and when she began to stroke back up it made gentle 'slopping' and 'squelching' sounds.
Twenty year old Erica Jennings closed her eyes under the warm, strong spray of her shower. Erica was decidedly curious on why Susan thought that a spray against her pussy would be pleasurable. The brown-haired woman turned the shower on and reached for the detatchable shower head. She continued lowering the shower head until it was level with the top of her pussy. She continued to slowly shift the shower head's spray up and down her slit until she could take it no more. She turned on the tap and brought her dripping pussy close to the flowing water. She brought her hand down towards her pussy gingerly to wash it and squeaked when the fire feeling got worse and more liquid gushed out.
Fingering myself, my thumb frantically rubbing my clit, I recalled making love in the college locker rooms after swim practice: not the most romantic environment unless you enjoy chlorine mixed with body odor. An intense orgasm rocked my body for the second time since I’d got home. I almost felt guilty for neglecting Bob. He was still packed in my luggage but the memories of Stone had supplied plenty of fuel for my second orgasm. I was up to three fingers in my pussy, Bob still in my unpacked luggage like a relic from another time. But, suddenly, just like he’d said, my body finally relaxed and I became used to the fullness of his amazing cock in my ass.
Two thoughts went through my head, “I don’t want to go outside and I am going to sweat my ass off.” As I started walking toward the door Brian grabbed a medicine ball. I bent over trying to catch my breath and when I looked behind me, Brian was standing, smiling, and staring at my ass again, but he did not try to hide it like last time. Arched my back, propped my foot slightly on the wall which opened my legs a little bit wider, cupping my free hand over my pussy and opening the petals with two fingers so that I would feel the water glide over my ass as it mingled with the slickness between my legs.
I put her name on it leaving mine off it completely. I’m not sure what to say here but some day I’d love it if we could go out on a date and have a nice time together. I loved how her face appeared in the dim features of my office. Spirits filled my heart. They filled me all over. Oh my God. I’d love to see Theresa naked in the shower. I wish you were there with me but I masturbated and finally I orgasmed but Tim it was still a lot of fun even though you weren’t there.” And then she said “I do love being with you.
Then, as I opened my eyes to look once more I found Amy had turned around. I immediately froze, my hand stopped beating away, leaving my cock aching for me to continue and finish what I started. My hand instantly began to stroke again, pleasing my hard cock as it returned to action. My breathing became a little labored as I watched Amy seemingly masturbating with the shower head. I rushed to my room, entered within and closed the door behind me. My hands shook slightly, my face grew red of shame and embarrassment, while my cock still stood proudly erect and sticking out of my pants. I lay there, closing my eyes and watching the re-enactment of Amy taking a shower as my hand continued to jerk my cock.
“Well, in lieu of that “other” release, I work out.” Lauren looked for Renee's reaction hoping her hint wasn't too crude. “Thanks, I'll figure something out.” Renee walked to the gym fridge, grabbed a bottled water, picked up the remote, selected some music then began her treadmill session. After roughly thirty minutes Lauren walked past Renee, smiling as she did reminding her she'd be in the sauna. Renee took a spot close to Lauren, blushing a bit more as she loosened her wrap, laying it on the bench then sitting down. With that, Lauren began working her fingers over Renee's leg, kneading the muscle in one direction then another. “Do you mind me going a bit further than I was supposed to?” Lauren asked, this time more like a whisper.
Turning her back to the faucet and removing herself from the rush of the shower, she squeezed the loofa first all over her face and into her open mouth. She felt naughty that water and such seemly limited simulation could tip her over the edge…and the thought caused cum to dribble out of her open slit and down her leg. The pressure from the head felt like a strong finger was rubbing her clit. She placed the showerhead back on the hook and began greedily rubbing her clit with her index finger. With her fingers, she quickly and hungrily rubbed herself closer and closer to orgasm, as the warm water beat down on her pussy. She turned the water to cold, and finished her shower as the cool drops began stimulating her again.
He suckles on my tits as the water cascades down like a tropical waterfall and my hands are on his head gripping him tightly with fingers threaded in his wet hair. I’m pressed flat against the unforgiving surface and I move the massager directly on my clit like a hard cock, with relentless intensity, then slightly retreating, much like his rigid length sliding in and out of my tight slickness. I drop the massager, water haphazardly spraying the shower walls and my palms rest flat against the glass doors in front of me, as I try to regain my breath.
I stretch the panties tight between my hands, and pull the silk back and forth, up and down my pussy, soaking up more of my delicious juices. Normally, my other hand would have fingers inside, but my cunt is filled with red silk, so I tug on the panties. I pull hard on the panties, and the sensation of the silk sliding out of my pussy, past my lips, pushes me off the orgasmic cliff. UPS will be by in an hour, and you'll have the red silk panties, soaked in my pussy juice, pressed against your face and wrapped tightly around your hard cock by ten tomorrow morning.
All the guests were either friends or business colleagues; Charles and Pamela Hartington, Anthony and Serena Atherley, Sir Richard and Lady Helen Ormsby – Gore, Peter West OBE, David and Annette Raddner, William Corby QC and his wife Nicola, Ian and Susan Atkinson and Paul and Margaret Harrison. He had a rather odd look on his face, and I wondered how he must be feeling, knowing that his hosts horny, 18 year old, blonde daughter was sitting across the table from him, with his cum all over and inside her wet, shaved pussy. Certainly the look on her face when she saw Sir Richard and I walk through the French doors into the dining room was enough to leave anyone in no doubt that she wasn’t happy.
I take the shower head and run the water across my inner thighs, so close to my tight pussy and clit. I force myself to hold my legs open as the water continues to rush out and hit my clit and my pussy. I am holding the shower head close to my pussy, my left hand has moved up and is pinching and rolling my nipples. As my orgasm slows, I take the shower head away and just let the water run over my chest and stomach. I then take the toothbrush that is still on and hold it between my pussy lips so I can still feel it on my clit.
My daughter had chosen some pretty hot friends to bring home but Gabriella… well, that girl was in a different league. "I'll just go and change," I called, whizzing past the hot young girls, a little too eagerly. Sliding the glass shower door along, I stepped into the cloud of steam, letting the hot water rain down onto my body. I imagined feeling how wet and hot her little snatch was as I forced the head of my dick inside of my tight, soapy fist. I needed to watch her lifting up her dress and pulling those little panties down around her ankles. Not believing that his hot beauty wanted me to wank over her.
"Well, to be honest," Nora said, "I saw just about everything from the time you took off your shirt until you got out of bed to close the drapes." I used the lather to wash down her arms, one at a time and cleaned her hands making sure to interlace our fingers as I did. After rinsing all the soap from her face, I lathered my hands again and began to wash her collarbones and chest. Nora continued to toy with my stiffness as I changed the way I played with her nether lips by running my thumb and forefinger up and down the outsides of her lips, alternately stroking her and squeezing her lips together right above her clit, putting a nice firm pressure on it.
He leaned his hands against the shower wall and looked down as he gently thrust his cock into the confluence of the water jets. He could feel her licking the underside of his shaft and then folding her soft lips around the mushroom tip of his throbbing cock, gently sucking at it, enjoying the slightly salty taste of his pre-cum. The vibrations of the handle against her pussy reminded her of the vibrations she had felt when he had peeled down her panties, burrowed his tongue deep into her slit and licked the full length of her clit before sucking it into his mouth.