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From this position, it’s just so easy to bite her waist, I can’t resist. I love it, because of how ticklish she is and because she really does smell different right now. Tangy. A little metallic.
Jack rushes ahead of us to get to my bathroom and get the shower started. I don’t want to wait for the water to heat up. So thoughtful. That means I can concentrate on getting her in the room, getting her ready.
The shower hisses behind me as I sit her on the countertop, taking a few moments to inhale her deeply. She’s like an animal, plush and feral, a little thicker than usual, her tits a little heavier. It’s nice. I appreciate the small differences.
Tugging the pink sash bow at the corner of her waist, I open her dress, folding back the fabric to reveal her skin like unwrapping a present. She leans back on the heels of her hands and smiles shyly at me, her shoulders peeking out as the dress slips down her arms.
No bra, just those dark pink panties covering her sex. I take her mouth in mine as I begin to pull panties down over her hips. She rocks back and forth to help me slide them down and kisses me hungrily, sucking on my lips, her tongue sweeping across the surface of my teeth to push my mouth open. I can taste the hormones on her breath as she kisses me harder, her excitement mounting.
With my fingers, I begin to probe her lips, stroking the labia lightly until they open on their own. She opens her thighs wider. She’s wetter deeper inside, and I slide my fingers into her channel, gently stroking her, not wanting to be too rough too fast.
But she loves it. I can tell. Her breath puffs out of her nose in short gusts and they get faster as my pace quickens. Finally I slide down and find the cotton string, catching it between my index and middle fingers, tugging lightly.
She gasps, pulling back. Her eyes are wide as she stares at me. But I just smile, pulling gently on the string to release the tampon from her tight muscles.
The look of shock on her face is priceless. She’s amazed. Maybe a little affronted. But she’s letting me do it.
I rock the string back and forth slightly, making sure not to pull too hard, and also to make the sensation last. I feel my pants getting tighter as my cock swells, almost too hard to bear. It’s going to be difficult to be gentle with her. I hope she’s not too sensitive right now.
“Fuck, yeah, that’s hot,” Jack groans as he leans against the shower door.
I can see his reflection in the mirror over her shoulder. He’s jerking himself fast, probably just about ready to bust a nut. That guy can be so impatient.
The tampon slides out with just a little more pressure, and I drop it into the garbage can under the sink, holding her gaze and measuring her reactions. She still entranced, amazed at how good it feels to have someone else really take care of you. Really cross lines to show you how intimate people can be.
“Now you,” she says, jerking her chin at my track pants which are magnificently tented at the front. “Let me see that beautiful cock.”
I step quickly out of my pants, pulling my T-shirt over my head as I lift her off the counter. She wraps her thighs around my hips so I can carry her into the shower. Jack holds the door gallantly, bowing with a flourish as I carry her over the threshold into the tropical, steamy enclosure.
When the first jets hit her, Chelsea giggles, arching her back and leaning away, letting the water slide over her face and hair. I hold her tight as streams of water course between our bodies. I can feel her pussy lips rubbing against the newly-shaven hair above my cock, and my erection swings free just below her red pussy. It’s making me insane.
I’m vaguely aware that Jack climbs in right behind us, closing the door and taking a position in the corner where he can watch every move that I make. I head for the opposite corner where there is a shelf and a bar that she can hold onto if she wants to. She won’t need to, but if she wants to reach out, she can.
She snatches a bottle of imported soap off the shelf as we pass it and she flips open the top, squeezing some onto my chest and lathering it with her palm, sliding over my nipples, thumbing them until they are hard. I almost want to tell her to stop, but it feels so fucking good I can’t say anything. Wedging her shoulders against the corner, I balance my hips under hers and let her explore and massage me, dragging her fingers through the luxurious lather as the warm water drips down her pussy and over my waiting cock.
“Oh my God, you’re so hard!” she gasps when she slips down an inch or two and feels my dick underneath her.
“Fuck, yeah, baby,” I reply, grunting as I get my heels firmly planted on the pebble tile floor. “Hang on. Tell me if it hurts.”
“No, let me,” she smiles, nudging my hand away when I start to maneuver her over my throbbing dick.
“As you wish,” I answer.
With my forearms on the tile wall and heels against the textured floor, I have enough traction that all this soap and water isn’t going to interfere with what I want to do next. Limber and strong, she grips the handle on the wall next to her head with one hand, and uses her other hand to slide down between us, tantalizing me by opening her pussy with her index and middle fingers, taking a couple seconds to expose that pink slit to me, so I can watch the water sloshing over it, glistening and gurgling.
Her thighs clench my hips as she pulls away slightly, reaching down to grab my cock in her supple fingers. She jerks me twice, but she doesn’t have to because I am already rod-hard.
Biting her lower lip, she positions her pussy over the head of my cock, teasing me by rubbing it in her crack, against her frilly lips, and squeezing it hard before positioning me at her hole.
“Yeah,” she groans, smiling as she takes her hand away. She’s just holding me with the force of her muscles, and I’m so hard that I know I’m going to slide right in.
The first inch of her is tight all over again, squeezing the head of my cock so hard it almost hurts. But then she loosens up a little bit, just enough to let me slide inside of her dark channel, widening enough to fit me, but still so tight I could feel the muscles rippling around me. She sheaths me completely as I plunge slowly to reward her center, not even letting up until I am balls-deep in that beautiful, deep, life-giving pussy.
I could feel the extra lubrication as I pull out slightly, and I have to hold onto her hips to balance us. I’m so deep inside her, I can feel her insides moving around with every thrust. She throws her head back and moans, dragging me even deeper with her ankles behind my ass.
“Yeah! Fuck her, Chance,” Jack grunts behind me, and I can vaguely hear him slapping his cock, hitting that fast rhythm, soap and water spraying everywhere.
Chelsea bounces on top of me, holding onto the handle on the wall while I piston into her sweet, hot pussy. Reaching forward, I thumb her clit and she moans again, even harder. Almost going slack around me. That’s it. That’s what I need. Finally she tips her head in that way that I love, where I know she’s really mine. I can do anything I want to her right now. She’s giving me every part of her, body and soul, completely allowing me to just plow her period pussy into oblivion.
