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Madison’s apartment feels like a breath of fresh air when we step inside. The living room is bright and inviting, awash in a soothing palette of white with delicate pastel accents. The flowery accents sprinkled throughout add a touch of femininity, softening the overall minimalist decor. It’s a space that feels comfortable yet refined—filled with charm, elegance.
After we close the door behind us, Madison drops her bag to the floor, her face illuminated by an automatic light that seems to have been switched on by a motion sensor, when she turns around to face me.
She steps closer, hooking a finger below my belt, while a smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth.
“I’ve never seen you in your gi before,” she says in a whisper. “It suits you, Mr. Keaton.”
“It suits you even better, Miss Hailey,” I respond, mimicking her gesture, by hooking my index finger under her brown belt. I don’t stop there, but quickly open the knot, catching her belt with both hands, before I coil it up and place it on an empty stand right next to the entrance. She does the same with my belt, placing it right next to hers, before her hands glide beneath the jacket of my gi and across my naked chest. The tips of her fingers trace the lines of my muscles, and I can feel the blood rush to my core, when she bites her lower lip, revealing how much she enjoys what she’s seeing.
“You’re soaked,” she remarks, playfully sticking her tongue out, while winking at me.
“You brought me up here to shower, remember?”
“Come,” she says, and I follow her through a corridor to the left, the lights on the ceiling switching on one by one, as we make our way toward a door at the very end of it.
Madison’s bathroom is a space that combines functionality with indulgence in a seamless blend of modern design and comfort. The walls are adorned with gleaming white marble, their surfaces reflecting the soft glow of ambient lighting. A rainfall showerhead hangs from the ceiling in one corner and the glass-encased shower area boasts intricate mosaic tiles that add an artistic touch to the space.
She turns the shower on, and we’re undressing each other with urgent speed, our gis landing on the polished marble to our feet, quickly followed by everything else. My lips crash onto hers as soon as we find ourselves under the warm water, my cock poking against her belly. The sound of the water almost drowns her moaning, when my hand travels down to her ass. I cup her cheeks, squeezing and massaging, while my right hand moves closer to her middle with each grip.
She parts her legs for me, and an especially loud moan flees her lips when my fingers dip between her welt folds. My finger glides inside her slick channel with ease, and she breaks our kiss to throw her head back with a wanton exclamation, when I bend my finger inside of her.
She’s gasping, practically breathing for air, while I continue to please her, using my thumb to circle around her swollen nub, while subtly moving my finger inside of her. Her fingernails dig into my shoulders, when I add another finger, spreading her, as I prepare her for my thick rod.
“Fuck me,” she breathes through the water, already lifting one of her legs, and tilting her hips forward.
“Not yet, filthy girl,” I tell her.
Confusion, tinged with a hint of irritation is mirrored in her eyes, when she watches me reach for the shower gel that’s resting on a shelf behind me. I fill the palm of my hand with the pink colored goo, before I start soaping her delicious body. She closes her eyes, relishing my hands on her skin while I massage her perky tits, the soap foaming around my hands as I draw circles around her buds. Her nipples harden under my touch, and she hollows her back to lean into my touch. A short-lived yelp echoes through the tiled room, when I take her nubs between my fingers, pinching and squeezing harder than I ever have before. It must hurt a lot, but Madison absolutely fucking loves it. Her eyes roll back into her head, while another groan escapes her, and she holds on to my shoulders, while grinding her hips against my hard length.
I let go of her tits, and continue to cover every inch of her luscious body with pink soap, the flowery smell engulfing both of us, while I journey down along her legs, until I reach her feet. She giggles when I lift her left foot and massage her sole and between her toes.
A wide smile is gracing her cute face when I come back up and reach for the shampoo next while she grabs some of the soap for herself. Her delicate hands wash over my sculpted chest, while I reach up to shampoo her long hair.
Now I’m the one groaning, when she goes down further, closing her hands around my erection, as she slowly begins stroking. And I’m forced to lower my hands, when she goes down on her knees, washing my legs, just like I washed hers, before she brings her face to my cock. For a while it seems as if she enjoys watching the water pearl down around my tip, while her fingers close around my girth, only moving with small and deliberate strokes. Water is streaming down her pretty face, dripping from her lashes, while her eyes are latched onto me with adoration.
When I gently place my hand at the back of her head, she leans forward, bringing my length between her lips. She closes her eyes, as if she’s devouring a delicious piece of candy, while sucking on my cock.
I thrust my hips forward, wishing for nothing more than to be inside of her, but what she’s doing feels so good, almost too good. The way her tongue twirls around my most sensitive spot at the tip of my cock drives me crazy, and I realize I can’t hold it any longer.
I beckon her to stop, hooking my hands below her armpits to pull her up on her feet. I support her when she lifts her leg, leaning against the white tiles, while she tilts her hips forward, and I guide myself to her entrance.
She’s so wet, but unbelievably tight, when I part her with my thick head, slowly diving into her hot channel before I close in for another kiss. We are as close as two people could possibly be, so intimate in our embrace, while our tongues entangle in a passionate dance, and I spread her with my size.
“Fuck me,” she breathes into our kiss. “Fuck me senseless.”
“With pleasure,” I groan back, before I start thrusting into her with a momentum that almost makes her lose balance.
I hold her tight, making sure that she’s secured between me and wet tiles, while I fuck her like I’ve never fucked anyone before. The need for her is raging within me with such violence that I could scream with fervor.
And so I do.
I huff and groan, as I let my carnal desire for her run free, and the world around us turns into nothing but a stage for our passion.
“I’m…”
She doesn’t need to finish her sentence for me to know that she’s reaching her climax. I can feel the clenching around my length as I drive into her, slowing my pace, as I try to match her pulsations.
I want to prolong this, and I don’t want to lose this feeling of belonging—but I can’t stop the waves of my own elation following shortly after. Roaring, I find my release deep inside of her. I’m coming so hard that stars are dancing before my eyes, and I’m suddenly feeling dangerously dizzy.
