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with it.
“I am spending the day with you… in your truck. You were planning to give me a ride home, right?”
“El, the drive is like an hour and a half. Come to my place. Or we can go to your place. I just don’t want to give you up yet.”
I didn’t answer him. I pulled back the curtain and stumbled into the tub, nearly losing my balance.
He placed his strong arms on my back, steadying me. He slid in fully behind me, his hands splayed at my sides, rubbing up and down methodically. He moved them to my front, slowly capturing my left breast in one. His right hand trailed between my legs as he buried his face in my neck.
“What did I say, Jack? Practical shower. Soap and rinse…” I said, my voice trailing off as he licked down my back.
“This is practical,” he whispered, in between kisses. “Getting clean and dirty.”
I laughed aloud. “Oh my God, did you just say clean and dirty?”
He bellowed along with me, his laugh genuine and deep.
“I was reaching a bit,” he said. “Clever, right?”
“No,” I responded, a smile on my lips. “Hand me that shampoo?”
He squeezed a small amount into his hands and rubbed them together. He massaged his rough digits into my hair as I craned my neck back. God, his hands were amazing. He consistently went the soft route… with everything. I always thought that harder was better. Turns out, I was totally wrong.
The night before , when he put his fingers inside of me, his pace was slow, his free hand massaging lightly at my hip. At the time, I felt like an idiot… coming twice, just by him using his fingers only.
As he continued to rub the soap into my hair, I could feel his erection growing, his body pressed up against my back. Simple shower, my ass.
I turned to face him. “We’re out of condoms,” I reminded him.
“You said this was a utilitarian shower or whatever.” He smiled. “D o I need one?”
“ No, I just thought…” I answered, embarrassed.
I leaned back and started to rinse my hair, closing my eyes. It was partially because I didn’t want to get soap in them. Mostly, it was to hide my awkwardness.
He gripped my waist and bent down, pulling my right breast into his mouth, tugging gently.
“I’m kidding, Elsa. Of course I want to. I could cut steel with this thing,” he said, laughing. “But I know we can’t. I’ll stop on the way home and pick up some condoms.”
I latched my mouth onto his, pulling at his bottom lip with my teeth. When I pulled away, his lip was swollen a bit. It looked so sexy.
“Well, let’s see if we can’t do something about your problem.”
I turned him so that his back was to the hot stream. I lowered to my knees in front of him. Making eye contact, I placed my left hand on his hip. My right wrapped around his length. I lifted up on my knees as far as I could and slowly took him into my mouth. Jack let out a low moan, kneading his fingers into my hair.
“Oh, God, Elsa,” he cried.
Over the past few years, I had been honing my skills in that department. Oral was never my strong suit. I wasn’t confident about what to do, fumbling around, kissing down there or whatever. But, I had gotten many tips over the years; I was pulling out all of the stops on this one.
Dave liked “ unconventional” stuff. I knew it was weird. It had to be. I hadn’t been with that many men, but I got the feeling that he saved up all of the outlandish acts for me and left “Vanilla Dave” at home. Not like bondage or anything, but I could definitely feel as though he was directing a few porn scenes he may have seen at one point or another. I mean, how many guys want you to spit on them? Weird.
Jack was just relaxed. I mean, he was breathing abnormally, sure, but he wasn’t barking orders at me, telling me to “take it all” or something gross. He was just focused , breathing in and out, rubbing his thumb
“I am spending the day with you… in your truck. You were planning to give me a ride home, right?”
“El, the drive is like an hour and a half. Come to my place. Or we can go to your place. I just don’t want to give you up yet.”
I didn’t answer him. I pulled back the curtain and stumbled into the tub, nearly losing my balance.
He placed his strong arms on my back, steadying me. He slid in fully behind me, his hands splayed at my sides, rubbing up and down methodically. He moved them to my front, slowly capturing my left breast in one. His right hand trailed between my legs as he buried his face in my neck.
“What did I say, Jack? Practical shower. Soap and rinse…” I said, my voice trailing off as he licked down my back.
“This is practical,” he whispered, in between kisses. “Getting clean and dirty.”
I laughed aloud. “Oh my God, did you just say clean and dirty?”
He bellowed along with me, his laugh genuine and deep.
“I was reaching a bit,” he said. “Clever, right?”
“No,” I responded, a smile on my lips. “Hand me that shampoo?”
He squeezed a small amount into his hands and rubbed them together. He massaged his rough digits into my hair as I craned my neck back. God, his hands were amazing. He consistently went the soft route… with everything. I always thought that harder was better. Turns out, I was totally wrong.
The night before , when he put his fingers inside of me, his pace was slow, his free hand massaging lightly at my hip. At the time, I felt like an idiot… coming twice, just by him using his fingers only.
As he continued to rub the soap into my hair, I could feel his erection growing, his body pressed up against my back. Simple shower, my ass.
I turned to face him. “We’re out of condoms,” I reminded him.
“You said this was a utilitarian shower or whatever.” He smiled. “D o I need one?”
“ No, I just thought…” I answered, embarrassed.
I leaned back and started to rinse my hair, closing my eyes. It was partially because I didn’t want to get soap in them. Mostly, it was to hide my awkwardness.
He gripped my waist and bent down, pulling my right breast into his mouth, tugging gently.
“I’m kidding, Elsa. Of course I want to. I could cut steel with this thing,” he said, laughing. “But I know we can’t. I’ll stop on the way home and pick up some condoms.”
I latched my mouth onto his, pulling at his bottom lip with my teeth. When I pulled away, his lip was swollen a bit. It looked so sexy.
“Well, let’s see if we can’t do something about your problem.”
I turned him so that his back was to the hot stream. I lowered to my knees in front of him. Making eye contact, I placed my left hand on his hip. My right wrapped around his length. I lifted up on my knees as far as I could and slowly took him into my mouth. Jack let out a low moan, kneading his fingers into my hair.
“Oh, God, Elsa,” he cried.
Over the past few years, I had been honing my skills in that department. Oral was never my strong suit. I wasn’t confident about what to do, fumbling around, kissing down there or whatever. But, I had gotten many tips over the years; I was pulling out all of the stops on this one.
Dave liked “ unconventional” stuff. I knew it was weird. It had to be. I hadn’t been with that many men, but I got the feeling that he saved up all of the outlandish acts for me and left “Vanilla Dave” at home. Not like bondage or anything, but I could definitely feel as though he was directing a few porn scenes he may have seen at one point or another. I mean, how many guys want you to spit on them? Weird.
Jack was just relaxed. I mean, he was breathing abnormally, sure, but he wasn’t barking orders at me, telling me to “take it all” or something gross. He was just focused , breathing in and out, rubbing his thumb
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