Shower With A Twist
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I am standing in the shower after a long day working in the hot sun. My muscles are tense, and I need to relax. I turn on the taps, and stand under the spray of hot water letting it
gently massage my neck and shoulders. My eyes are closed, and there's soft music playing on the radio. My mind is a million miles away, thinking of a cool, clean, waterfall.
I don't hear the sound of the doorknob being turned, or see the shadow that crosses the shower wall behind me, as you
walk silently across the floor. I don't sense your presence as
you slip in around the shower curtain behind me. I don't
sense anything, until I finally catch the scent of your cologne.
I freeze as the fear grips me, and I feel a scream building up deep down in my chest. You stand watching me, getting
more and more aroused, and then realizing what's about to
happen, you reach out and cover my mouth muffling the
sound of my terror.
I struggle to get away but you are too strong and my efforts are in vain. You hold me against your strong chest until my struggle dies down, and I finally take a deep breath and
collapse against you. You whisper in my ear that you have
no intention of hurting me. You just want to touch me.
You've dreamed of it since the first time you saw me.
You reach up around me to take down the Shower
Massage, and adjust the spray to a pounding, pulsing beat.
You push my body against the back wall of the shower,
and slide your hard cock between my cheeks. I feel a
quiver of excitement as you grind your groin into me, in
rhythm to the music. Pushing deeper and deeper, almost
picking me up off my feet. I groan with each thrust, and
you whisper, "I'll have you begging me for it, before I'm
through."
You reach down with your fingers, and spread the soft
lips of my pussy, opening me with one hand, and turning the
shower head towards my exposed clit. The water pounds
against it, sending wonderful sensations throughout my
body. I feel my muscles twitch and jump, as the water
pounds against my sensitive spot, and I quiver with sexual
excitement, and a little fear. I don't even realize
your hand is no longer on my mouth.
You continue to thrust into me for a few minutes, and
then pull away. You turn me to face you, and expect to
see only fear, but there is something else there too. You're not quite sure what it is, but you pick up the washcloth, and begin to rub my body. Your hands make a slow swipe across my chest, and then you stop and look at me again.
You slowly slide the washcloth between my legs. It
tickles across the soft folds of my sex, making my
knees a little weak. You look at my large, luscious breasts
and begin to suck and bite them, arousing my large pink
nipples, and making me moan.
You grab a handful of my auburn hair, and kiss me
hard on the mouth. I bite your lip, and you pull me away
by the hair. Reaching down to shut off the water, you
grab hold of my arms, and try to step from the shower,
but we get tangled in the shower curtain, and we fall
to the floor with me on top. You reach up, and grab my
hair again, and tell me to touch you with my mouth, and
that I'd better not hurt you, or you'll hurt me worse. You
give me a smile that's somewhere between passion
and pure evil.
My heart pounds in my chest as I bend down to gently
kiss your chest with my soft, warm lips. You breathe deeply
and let out a sigh, as I continue to move around your body. You taste so good. I breathe your scent in deeply, and feel a tingling between my legs, in spite of the fear. My mouth begins to move over you. Wanting to touch, and taste every sensitive spot. "Make me cum" you whisper.
I take you into my mouth, and begin to slide my lips and
tongue up and down your hard cock. My tongue reaches out to lick your balls from time to time, and you lie back enjoying what I'm doing to you, your hands still entwined in my hair ..... massaging me ..... caressing me.
I clamp my teeth around you once in a while, in a
teasing way, and you let out a low chuckle. "Just try it".
you say in a menacing tone. A finger of fear runs up my
spine again, and I know I can't risk doing anything so
foolish, if I want to get out of this unhurt.
I suck and squeeze you with my mouth, and your
passion rises, and falls with my manipulation, until finally
I bring you to a peak, and you can hold on no longer.
You explode in my mouth, your sweet, warm cum shooting across my tongue, and I swallow as it slides down the back of my throat. I begin to moan, and the vibrations intensify the feeling for you.
You lie back, and moan so loud you seem to be
in pain. I continue to massage your smooth sensitive
tip with my tongue and you beg me to stop. I back off a little and stroke you very gently as you continue to moan softly, enjoying my touch. I stop, and roll off you. You lie there for a moment, and then look at me lying next to you.
You reach out to touch my hair, and I flinch, because I think you are going to pull it again, but instead you brush a stray strand or two away from my face, and taking a small bunch of hairs between your fingers, you twirl them around making
a soft ringlet that falls softly across my temple.
"You're so beautiful." you say in a husky voice full of
pent up emotion.
You look into my eyes again, and still see the fear
mixed with pleasure. Suddenly you want to erase all
the fear leaving only the pleasure. You stand, and
pulling me to my feet, make me walk into my room,
and toward the bed. Standing at the end of it you
tell me we can do this the rough way, or I can
cooperate and enjoy what you are about to do to
me.
I feel your body against mine, and although the
fear is still there, I feel something else too. You slap
my ass firmly, with the cupped palm of your hand, careful
not to hurt me, and I let out a surprised yell. You push me on
the bed, and quickly hold me down, by sitting gently on my
back. Before I can catch my breath enough to react
and scream for help, you tie a scarf around my mouth
and roll me over.
You grab my wrists one at a time, wrapping a velvet
cord around them, and securing them to the bedpost, then you stand and look at your catch. I look at you too, and see how handsome you are, and what a wonderful body you have, and I can't help but feel something. Fear, yes.... longing, maybe.... excitement, definately. Your cock is hard and erect, and makes me hunger for the feel of it inside me.
You take my legs one at a time, and bend my knees,
placing my feet as far apart as possible. I am completely in your control, at your mercy, helpless and afraid. That excites you further. You climb onto the bed and on top of me, staying on your hands and knees. You look deep into my eyes and say, "Now I'm going to FUCK you. Fuck you hard and deep, and very slowly. But first I'm going to torture you. I'll have you
begging for me."
My body quivers with fear, and anticipation at the
same time. I mumble, "Please, please." But I don't know whether I'm saying, 'please do' or 'please stop'? You kiss my mouth hard, with the scarf still in place. I try not to respond, but it's impossible not to feel something. I feel your hard member brush across my slit, and it makes me moan.
You smile as you realize why, and rub your tip up and down along my slit .... tickling me. Little drops of sweet cum drip on me ........ in me. I want you more and more with each movement. Your lips nibble down my neck, and across my shoulders, where you suddenly stop. "Do you want more?" you ask and I nod my head, yes.
I am powerless to stop you, but I'm not sure I want to.
My hands are still tied, and I begin to struggle. You pin
my arms down with your powerful hands, and begin to bite
my nipples, gently pulling them with your teeth. I moan
slightly, and you decide to take the scarf off my mouth, if I promise not to scream. I agree with a nod, and you kiss me
deeply, sliding your tongue into my mouth.
You taste so good, and I find myself responding, our
tongues playfully circling each other's, and our breaths
mingling with each inhale and exhale. Your fingers slide
down between my legs, and you bury them inside the
velvety folds of my warm, juicey pussy. I moan softly. You
slide deep into me, massaging my sweet spot.
My body responds to your expert touch, and I arch my
back, and move my hips up towards your fingers, pushing them deeper. My moans grow more urgent. My clit throbs with sensation. You hit all the right spots, and my body aches for you.
You suck and pull teasingly at my pink nipples with
your teeth. Exciting my flesh. Making it crave your touch.
Your tongue slides down my tummy, licking and sucking my skin, as if it were a delicious dessert. Slowly, very slowly, you move your way down to where my folds await your warmth. You slip your tongue into me, and I quiver and twitch as your warm, wet tongue hits the sensitive little bead.
All my pleasure centres are alive, as I feel the tension build. You flick the tip of your tongue across my hard
clit, and I arch my back, thrusting my hips up to you, and
begin to moan with each pulse of your tongue. My moaning increases until I feel like I'm going to scream.
Then suddenly, a warm sensation, starting in the centre
of my being ignites, and sends a fire throughout my body. I feel a flow of warmth spread to every part of me, and I lie back as the waves of my orgasms pass through me.
I moan softly and you continue to gently lick me,
making my body jump with each touch. You look into my eyes again, and this time you see only desire. You kiss me softly on the lips, and stand to get dressed. I ask where you're going, and you say you're leaving now, and I shouldn't be afraid anymore.
I struggle to free myself from the cords, but the knots
only tighten. I don't want you to leave, but I can't say the words. You reach out and loosen one hand, and slowly turn to
walk away.
"Wait!" I cry, "You said you were going to
do something else and you didn't." "What was that?" you ask, and I whisper, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard and deep and very slowly."
You smile and turn to walk away
................ "Next time."
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Written by Laura Dee/claws4
December 1998
Copyright � in Canada
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