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#erotic #free read "Tabitha’s first time…in the shower"

9/18/2013

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Tabitha’s first time…in the shower
9.18.13

Tabitha was just about done in the shower. Her pussy was shaved with a small, thin, trim line of black hair down the center. She liked to keep it neat, despite the fact that she was single and not seeing anyone.

She noticed that the showerhead above her in this beach house bathroom was a handheld one. She’d heard others talk about using it to get off in the shower. I could never do that. I’d fall over. She cranked the temperature; letting the scalding water relax her neck muscles on either side and down her chest, over her breasts.

Why not? She unhooked it from its cradle. She knew she didn’t have a lot of time; the other girls would be waiting. Besides, one of them might catch her. The bathroom had a pocket door and the lock was broken. That sent a ripple of excitement and anxiety over her.

She brought the nozzle tentatively to her freshly shaved snatch; it tickled. She spread herself open and her legs a little wider. It wasn’t much, but tingles started across her body. She experimented, moving it around. The rush of water invading her was like nothing she’d felt before. But she wasn’t reaching any heights, she was almost discouraged. Her fingertips grazed the protruding chrome switch to increase the pressure. He heart fluttered in excitement.

She turned it up. Higher, stronger; opening her soft tender flesh for the brutal force of the water and than the white lights began behind her lids. Her shoulder steadied her against the side of the tub, as she gasped in gulps of air. Shock and pleasure imprisoned her breath, as she stood there, captive…waiting…waiting. As the pressure mounted; as the climax built higher and higher she slowly became unaware of her surroundings.

Her knees began to waver and her orgasm ripped through her so fast, she was holding in squeals and she pulled the showerhead away.

She hung it up, out of breath; she leaned on the tub with her hand, as she tried to catch her breath. She turned off the water before she drained the town of warm water.

She stepped out and  toweled herself off; beamed in joy. This is going to be a great day. I know what I’m buying when I get home. She chuckled to herself.

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#Free read #erotic short "Washing you"

9/10/2013

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In case you haven't read it yet or perhaps you have. My friend Robert Zimmermann Posted this for me on his blog A Life Among the Pages on August 12th while I was away. He's a great friend and supporter of authors, poets, etc. He also reviews, although at the moment I believe his doors are closed, he has however, been known to do a shout out every now and then for a quick read to spice up his days. Be sure to check out his work as well, one is a perma-free, "I Would" available both at Amazon and Smashwords.

So now "Washing you" because sometimes it's not about getting "clean".
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Washing You
5.13.13

In the shower…I come behind you, you’re surprised…you didn’t expect me to be home from work so early, but I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I wash your back and trace my fingers over every contour of every muscle in your back, as my teeth graze along your shoulder. My hands roam down to your waist and I reach around, nuzzling you with my nose and cheek. You moan slightly louder than the sound of the shower raining down over your skin, heated by the water…moaning. I force you to turn around to me as I dig my nails into that spot on your hip.

I want to watch you, your eyes watching me, as I wash you. The suds roll over my hands as I move up your chest, teasing you from where you want them to be. I scrape your nipples with my nails and slide them further, up to the back of your neck. I watch your eyes close, as the sensation of my nails on your skin makes you shudder.

I grin as I feel you throbbing between my thighs, and it rubs my moistening flower. The water sheds off your dick and warms my parted thighs. The ivory clean scent overrides everything else and pours through the steam. I nip along your jaw, watching each bite make your chest draw in a breath. I slide my tongue across your lips and you part them wishing, hoping for more, but I’m a tease. You know I’m a tease and you groan wanting more.

I pull your head down to my chest and force you upon my breast, your hair clutched tight in my grasp. You suckle on it, nurse it and then I bring you to the other. This time I cup your balls in my other hand and the shock of it jolts you to bite me. I moan in ecstasy as the pleasure ripples over my skin and every pore is awakened and taut.

I slide down to my knees and I see your eyes fill with lust, as my mouth opens for tip of your cock. You are salty and perfumed with soap. I start slow, my tongue glides down underneath like a soft guide. A velvet bed for your sensitive member; I pull back and the second motion is further and deeper. With each pass, I find you slowly moving your fingers on my head until they are firmly rooted at my scalp. This is the only time I allow you control or let you think you are in control. Eventually I have fully engulfed you, as my throat muscles have expanded and relaxed. I roll your testicles in my hands, as my tongue slowly makes its way out of the tight prison to meet them. Your hand slaps against the wall for stability as your legs spread further apart. Your hips begin to move and your hand uses my head, you pull me back and forth, as I grip your hips now.

I catch glimpses of you lost in euphoria and it drives me forward even more, I rake my nails from you taint along your sac and I feel your legs quaking—a telltale sign that you are ready to cum. I lean back on my haunches and pull away without much success. You’re demanding I drink you all up today. You look down at me and I stare at your green eyes, turned lustfully dark and needing. I nod and instantly you release. Both your hands clamp behind my head, as I feel your hot creamy seed pulsing down my throat; as the warm water washes over us.

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