I Was Completely Wrong About Shower Sex
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My first time having shower sex was also supposed to be my last.
I had moved in with Mr. Austin and fucking him in the shower seemed like a natural next step.
He came home from a long, late factory shift. He was sweaty, a bit dirty, and tense from working on his feet for ten hours.
I had some tension I wanted to relieve too, so I invited him to join me in the shower.
It was supposed to be really sexy. But then everything went wrong.
I had a hard time being fully naked around anyone - even him. And the thought of standing in front of him completely undressed and soaked made me really nervous.
So, I decided to keep the lights off and light a few candles instead.
I wouldn’t feel nearly as exposed if the lights were dim, and it would be more romantic anyway.
I watched him strip off his clothes and step in the shower before I slipped out of mine.
It was dim, but I could still see the water splashing against his thin frame. He lathered soap all over himself and I couldn’t help but notice the way his cock grew and stiffened when he rubbed it clean.
Then his hands were on me, and that was even hotter.
His slippery palms gliding across my skin felt great. The feeling of his wet fingers stroking my nipples was even more arousing.
Then everything went dark.
The candles had flickered for a moment then went out completely.
Maybe it was the humidity from the shower or something in the air flow. But something made those candles go out and now we were stranded in the dark.
We turned off the water and tried our best not to fall when we were feeling our way out of the tub. After a couple of slips and groping around awkwardly, we had towels wrapped around ourselves and the light back on.
We laughed about it for a while. We eventually got to fucking - in the safety and comfort of our bed.
That was it for me. Shower sex was too embarrassing and too awkward. And after all that slipping, I knew it just wasn’t worth the risk.
It was something you saw in softcore smut but wasn’t actually fun to do in real life.
I was more than happy to give it up.
And I did - for about 15 years.
Then last week, I found myself bent over in the shower, getting pounded from behind.
A Whole Lot of Accidental Foreplay
I wasn’t in the mood for anything dirty. My shoulders were aching, my thighs were sore, and my neck didn’t feel great either.
I had kept myself busy all day and my body was making me pay the price for it in the evening.
Mr. Austin offered to massage all my tense and sore muscles once he got the kids to bed. So, I got everything set up while he was tucking them in.
The massage table was unfolded and ready. The strip lights were set to a comfortably dim purple. I had two new bottles of massage gel I wanted to try. And then a towel so he could clean me up when he was done.
When he came in, I put my hair up, stripped off everything except my banana print socks, and settled on the table.
Mr. Austin dripped some of the Full Body Massage gel on my back and I loved the sudden, sightly cool sensation. His hands pressing gently against my shoulder blades and spreading the gel across my back was an even better sensory experience.
I sighed quietly, enjoying the firm grip and gliding hands all across my back.
Then I felt a few more drips of gel - this time on my ass.
The massage worked its way down my body. From aching shoulders to my lower back, then handling the soft mounds of my ass, then relieving my sore thigh muscles - and then working all the way back up again.
It was time to move on to the Warming Massage Gel.
The drips felt similar. But I could feel the difference once he started working it into my skin. It was smooth. It was slippery. But it also had a subtle warming sensation that felt soothing and pleasant.
My muscles were feeling better by this point. The massage was all about my pleasure now.
The way he touched me felt amazing. Having him grab and rub my bare ass and thighs was starting to turn me on, too. And the warming sensation was definitely helping things along.
It felt so arousing that I came close to asking him for a happy ending.
Instead, I asked him to join me for a shower so he could help me wash all that massage gel off.
We stepped in together and I let them water flow over me. And I got to enjoy having him wash me.
He soaped my back and cleaned off all the gel he had covered me with. I got my hair wet and then he massaged some shampoo into it.
I felt like I was being pampered, which was a very nice sensation - and a bit of a turn on.
He held my hips and gently turned me around. He kissed me and ran his hands down my body - touching my wet, soapy tits, stomach, and sides.
He licked and kissed my nipple, then kept working his way down.
I wasn’t planning on getting any kind of happy ending, but I wasn’t going to resist one either. The moment his fingers spread the lips of my pussy and his tongue started lapping against it I forgot all about my vow to never have shower sex again.
I steadied myself with one hand against the wall and ran the other one through Mr. Austin’s wet hair. I felt his hands squeezing and grabbing my ass while he pressed his face into me and eagerly licked me to an orgasm - then another.
Everything about it felt amazing. And the warm water coursing along my back and shoulders just made the experience even better.
After making me come a couple of times, I stepped back and he got back to his feet. I gave his hard, water-slicked cock a few strokes, then switched positions with him.
I bent over, arched my back, and pressed both hands against the back of the shower wall.
I felt his fingers before his cock - he slid them into my pussy slowly and carefully. I felt a surge of pleasure when he found my G-spot and started rubbing it slowly. Then he picked up speed, pumping his fingers in and out of me until I came, keeping myself steady while my legs were tensing.
He pulled his fingers out and I felt the head of his cock sliding into me.
He fucked me slowly at first. When I felt both of his hands gripping hard on my hips, I knew he was going to pick up the pace.
He thrust hard and fast, pulling on my hips so he would slam into me harder.
The hard, wet slap our bodies made with every thrust was incredibly satisfying. But nowhere near as satisfying as the intense pounding he was giving me.
For a moment, I worried about slipping. But then I felt how steady I was and let go of every thought and focused on all the pleasure I was experiencing.
He fucked me hard and I came even harder, making me shout so loudly that I could hear it echoing off the bathroom walls.
I pulled away from him and felt his cock sliding out of me. I stayed in position and asked him to come on me.
He jerked himself hard and fast, and I was still catching my breath when I heard him grunting and felt his come falling against my ass and getting washed away by the streams of water.
We had one more quick rinse, toweled off, and went to the bedroom for some post-sex cuddling.
I got my happy ending after all, and I broke my shower sex rule to get it. But after getting eaten out and pounded under the showerhead, I could barely remember why I had given up on it to begin with.
Hot, Vulnerable, and Thoroughly Enjoyable
There was never anything wrong with fucking in the shower.
The problem was me - how I felt about myself.
I was too embarrassed to get fully naked and let myself be exposed. I was too worried about how I looked instead of just fucking. I was too busy trying to imagine all the negative thoughts he might have about me instead of enjoying all the very positive and extremely horny attention he was giving me.
It kept me from fucking in all the dirty ways I wanted to.
It held me back when all I wanted to do was experiment and push my sexual limits.
It stopped me from being turned on by my vulnerability. Being exposed was supposed to make me feel aroused, not anxious.
And it kept me from fucking in the shower - with the lights on.
So, I was wrong. Shower sex doesn’t suck. It’s not one of those things that only looks hot in the movies.
Once I let go of my inhibitions, I could finally enjoy it for what it is. Good, clean, wet fun.
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