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The shower pump whirred in the background and water splashed about us. My hair had tumbled across my face, hiding me, and he drew back the wet strands. Standing close—close enough for me to feel his cock against the small of my back—he spoke into my ear. “Does Mausi want to stop?”
I shook my head frantically.
“Say it!”
“Please… Don’t stop.” I exhaled deeply.
“That’s better. Nice deep breaths.” He stepped back, giving me space to bend slightly.
I reached behind, curving my fingertips into my cleft, and suffered the indignity of spreading my cheeks for him. The jet of water landed just below my tail bone. I jolted, knocking my head on the glass. I held my breath as he lowered the flow over my anus. It hit my puckered entrance, which held fast, but the ski
n around it erupted with sensory overload as the force of the water continued to burrow into my flesh. The hot water prickled and gushed between my legs, forming a waterfall.
Did it hurt? No pain registered in my mind. It panicked me and I fought with the desire to jump up and cover my bottom. The water moved up and down my crevice, massaging my taut anus as it went. After a few seconds, Stefan redirected the spray to the floor and I exhaled. I’d not breathed once throughout my erotic ordeal.
“Turn back. Hands above your head and legs wide.”
I pivoted for what must be his final act of cleansing. His instructions gave me no doubts as to his intention, but to my relief, he turned down the setting a notch. The pressure washer effect lessened, but it was still a substantial spout of water. I’d thought I had reached a plateau of nervous energy, but the sight of that showerhead took it up a level.
He gave me a wink. “You’re going love this,” he asserted.
The jet hit my mound. The bony nub held firm, absorbing the power, and I settled my nerves. Not too bad.
He pivoted his wrist, turning the showerhead from a down angle to an upward one. A fountain of water shot up. He lowered it then moved it closer to my exposed sex. I writhed, twisted and tried to knock my knees together. Stefan ignored my physical ambiguity and aimed the head in a precise manner.
“Yes, yes!” I screeched in a high-pitched squeal of shock. The powerful stream of water lifted the hood of my clitoris and struck the little bud directly. My legs shook and my knees began to buckle, the effect on me was immediate. “I want to come,” I gasped, struggling to breathe.
Stefan stretched out his other hand and brought it under my chin, clasping me around the neck. He didn’t squeeze or pinch, merely kept my head up. It forced me to look into his eyes.
“Oh, you’re going to come—gush, I should think,” he quipped.
My legs gave out with violent trembles. I started to sink in the corner of the shower, sliding my back down the wall until I ended up squatting. His hand about my neck came with me, maintaining my upright posture. I kept my knees parted, allowing him to continue his watery punishment of my pussy. He crouched opposite me and I stared into his eyes, keeping him the epicenter of my attention. It worked. Seeing his glowing pink cheeks and curvy lips confirmed my suspicions—he was enjoying this as much as I was.
My bottom crashed onto the edge of the shower trap and my legs flopped. My clitoris edged again, tipping me onto a plateau of expectation. Any second now, I was going to…
The contractions sent me into a spiral of ferocious spasms. My clitoris throbbed painfully with each wave, and I found the strength to knock the showerhead away. I didn’t need it. My own rollercoaster effect had taken over. Stefan dropped the head on the ceramic surface and held me steady as the orgasm consumed me. A long orgasm of such an intensity, I thought I might black out.
I came to my senses, opening my eyes.
“Breathe, Callie,” his voice boomed at me.
I sucked in a lungful of air, working my ribs and diaphragm. I shuttered my legs together, comforting my sex with a tremulous hand, and gasped. “Oh my God,” I panted. “That was amazing.”
Stefan rose up and right there, before my awaking eyes—his splendid cock. He switched off the showerhead, which had been dancing independently around the cubicle. The noise abated and all I could hear was our breathing and the drips of water tumbling off our bodies.
I scrambled onto my knees, managing to hold my legs steady, and came to rest directly in front of his erection. I stuck out my tongue and licked it, from balls to tip in one glorious lashing.
Stefan grabbed a handful of my hair and fisted it behind my head. I got the message. Teasing him was out of the question. He had promised to feed me and he did. I devoured his cock as deeply as I could tolerate. The head tickled the back of my throat as I sucked. He swayed. Between the two of us, there was little solid foundation to keep us upright.
A frenzy of lust overcame me. Usually, after an orgasm, I became sleepy. This orgasm reinvigorated me, brought me alive with energy. My feverish state made my inhibitions vanish. I consumed him. The stiff shaft filled my mouth and I bobbed my head up and down.
Stefan tugged my hair. I ignored it. He repeated his action, stinging my scalp. “Enough.”
I lifted my head, gasping for air. “Am I not…pleasing you?”
He swiftly crouched and planted a hard kiss on my numb lips. “Yes, oh yes, but I don’t want to come in your mouth.”
He helped me up then opened the shower door, and a cool blast of air hit my skin. I shivered. He offered me no towel. Instead, he propelled me out of the bathroom and into the spacious bedroom. With little decorum, he scooped me up under my bottom, lifting me higher, and dropped my ass on the bed. Then with a shove, he pushed me onto my back, leaving my legs dangling over the side.
