The Water Keeps Falling

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Hey there!
This is my first submission, so let's see how it goes.
It's actually a bit more like prose.


Anyway, I hope you enjoy the read and your comments are more than welcome. ^_^

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The Water Keeps Falling

I'm taking a shower at your place.
The water falls against me.
I can hear the door open.

You take off all your clothes.

I hear the curtain open just a little and then close again.
I giggle right before I feel your arms wrap around me. Your hands slide up my belly and I feel you press against my back.
I lean back into you and allow you to touch me freely.

Your hands cup my breasts and I let out a soft moan by your ear.

The water just keeps falling on us.

Your right hand slides back down my body and your left kneads my breast.
I let out a gasp as your hand reaches my pussy.
You don't stop.
You want this; you want to please me.
You push a finger inside me.
I can't hold back a low moan. It fuels you. You need to please me. You have to hear that sound again.

You add another finger. I whimper with approval.
You curl your fingers inside me; pressing and fucking me.
I'm panting for you and letting out breathy, high pitched moans.

Don't stop baby.

You start plunging your fingers in and out of me.
Your left hand is squeezing my tit and pinching its nipple.
You start to nibble at my throat, which is so open and exposed for your mouth.

Ohh, baby I moan so loudly for you.

The water keeps falling.

Your fingers are working furiously on my clit. Doing aggressive circles that are driving me mad.
You want to fuck me.
You want to make me cum.

The water keeps falling like it's fueling our lust.

You bite down on my neck.

I scream.
I reach back and grab your hair, pushing your face into my throat.
I start jogging my hips, using the grasp I have of your hair as leverage.

Fuck me baby.
Make me cum.
Yes, just like that.
Yes, yes. Oh my god..
Yes baby. Yes, I'm gonna cum!

My hips thrust forward and I'm screaming.
You immediately shove two fingers into my pussy.

I'm cumming. Oh god.
Don't stop.

You don't. You fuck my pussy so deep and so hard as you ride with my body through my orgasm.

When I'm done and you've pulled out, I turn around and push you against the shower wall as I finally kiss you.

The water continues to fall for an hour or so before we decide to get out.

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