I extended my hand, Mackenzie took it, and I pulled her up off the couch. She jumped to her feet, her tits and ass bouncing, and looked up at me. I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her into me, and kissed her. She kissed back, and I moved my hands down to her butt, gripped both cheeks, lifted them up. She moaned and bit my lip, and I let them fall again, put my hands on her shoulders, and turned her in the direction of the bathroom. I gave one of her butt cheeks a light slap, and she giggled and skipped forward and then led me by the hand across the room.
Her bathroom was small, tinted aquamarine, with polaroids of her and various friends taped up on the walls. She ripped the curtain back on her shower, cranked the handle, and the shower sprayed on. She returned to me, pushed herself up against me, her hands wrapping around the back of my biceps, started kissing my neck and chest. I looked over her head at the polaroids, at her on the beach, the various bikinis she'd worn over the years, at her on nights out, in dresses or tight jeans. She looked supremely fuckable in every single shot, and I couldn't believe that girl was all over me at this very moment, was kissing me, was...
...dropping to her knees, wrapping a hand around my cock, jacking it off, staring up at me.
"All that wasted water," I said, gesturing to the shower.
"It heats so slow," she said.
She opened her mouth, wrapped her lips around my dick, and started blowing me. She looked up at me for a bit, mmming as she sucked on it, her head and torso bobbing back and forth exuberantly. Then she closed her eyes and started trying to take me deeper. I pushed my hands up the side of her face and gathered all her hair in my hands and held it loosely behind her head, watching her tan, freckled face, watching her tits bounce and sway on her chest.
I looked into the mirror, from the reflection of the back of her head in the lower half to the steam starting to dust the upper corners. The shower was ready for us, but I didn't want the blowjob to end. I let her keep working, let myself enjoy the feel of her lips and tongue running wild over my head and shaft, the sight of her eagerly pleasing me. Steam started to fill the bathroom, my skin grew warm, moisture settling across me. She must've felt it too, because she pushed my dick further into her mouth than she had to this point, held it for a second, and then pulled off, breathing heavily, looking around at the misty air.
"Who's wasting water now?" she said.
"C'est moi," I said.
I let her hair go, put my hands under her armpits, and lifted her to her feet. She turned to the shower, stuck a hand through the curtain, and immediately jerked it back with a gasp.
"Too hot," she said. She adjusted the faucet, turned back to me.
"So we have more time?" I said.
"A little."
She dropped to a seat on the edge of the tub. She beckoned me to her with her hands and I stepped forward and she took my dick in her hand and bent her head forward and took it back in her mouth. She started sucking it even more vigorously and enthusiastically than before, and I moaned at the feeling of her mouth running up and down my shaft, turned on as much by her zeal as by her beauty. She worked for another minute, then popped off of it, breathing heavily.
"Your dick tastes so good," she said.
"Shame to clean it then," I said.
"Maybe we can make it taste better."
She stood up, tested the water, and nodded, satisfied. She pulled back the curtain, stepped in, and I stepped in after her. The water felt incredible, perfectly hot. She closed the curtain and stood in front of me, the water pouring down my back, and she looked down at my cock and wrapped both her hands around it and started working it, holding my shaft firmly and twisting toward and away from me. I looked at her tits pressing slightly together between her arms, at her look of concentration as she stared down at my dick.
I looked around, saw a pump bottle of body wash, and squirted some into my palm. I turned back to her, started rubbing it between my hands, working it into a lather. Her eyes watched my hands working, the soap frothing and foaming, her hands continuing to twist around my cock. I put my hands on her shoulders and rubbed suds down her arms and back up, lightly gripping her muscles, massaging her. She moaned and looked up at me, leaned her torso slightly toward me, her eyelids fluttering. I pushed my hands down her back, down the concave slope of her spine, down over her ass. Her head tilted to the side, her hands starting to work my cock more slowly and sensually, as I lathered up her butt, letting my fingers press around her glutes.
She took her hands off my dick, reached around me, squirted body wash into her hands too. She grinned as she rubbed them together, then put one hand down around me and grabbed my ass, and put her other back on my cock. She drew that hand slowly out my shaft, soaping up my throbbing length, while her other hand gripped my butt cheek. I felt her fingers start to press into my crack, then push close to my butthole. I raised my eyebrows at her, and she didn't look at me but still grinned naughtily. Then I felt a finger press against my rim, her hand moved slowly back down my shaft, and I moaned, pulled her head into my chest, just closed my eyes and let her touch my ass and jerk me off, while the hot water streamed down my back. I don't know how long we were here, but it was fucking heaven, and I would've stayed there for an eternity.
At a certain point I stood up straight, and she looked up at me and we stared into each other's eyes, both of us expressionless, no pretense. I put my hands on her shoulders and turned her around slowly, lathered more body wash between my hands, and wrapped my hands around her onto her breasts. She moaned and pushed her head back into my chest, pushed her butt back against me, arched her back away. I looked down her front and watched her tits as I played with them, as I felt their weight, lifted them up, felt her nipples pushing against my palm. She moaned louder, and I pushed them together, held them there, until they slid out of my hands with the lubrication of the body wash. I pushed them together again, and again, and then held them and jiggled them up and down. I stared at their size, at the soapy white suds streaked across them, and she looked up at me and pushed her ass back against me harder.
"Will you fuck me?" she said softly.
"Gladly," I said.
I took my hands off her breasts, pushed one down between us, grabbed my cock and directed it between her thighs. I stepped back and she leaned forward, spreading her legs as much as she could. She placed her hands on the wall of the shower and I held her firm by the waist and pushed my dick up toward her pussy. My head pushed around her labia, I felt her soapy wet lips sliding around my tip, and she dropped a hand between her legs and helped direct my cock toward the right spot. I felt it push against the outside of her hole, she exhaled slowly with the sensation, and then let go and put her hand back on the wall. I held her by the waist, and pushed my dick slowly into her.
"Holy shit," I said, "you're so tight."
She moaned happily. Her hole was gripping my head hard, keeping me from entering her fully. I pulled out slightly and pushed it back in slightly, trying to ease up the muscles in her pussy. And again, and again. I slowly got further and further in, stretching her walls out around my girth. She moaned and moaned, her expression racked with gorgeous pleasurable pain, her fingers flexing against the wall. At a certain point, when I was more than halfway buried in her, I felt she was loosened up enough, and I slowly but firmly pushed the rest of myself inside her.
I exhaled through pursed lips, trying not to cum on the spot, looking down at her ass cheeks pressing against me, my cock hidden beneath them. She turned her head back to me, her eyes closed, her mouth open, her jaw working. I took my hands off her waist and put my arms back around her tits and pulled her torso up closer to me. She gasped, this motion pushing my cock around her pussy, and her eyes flew open and she stared back at me. I pushed her breasts together and started moving my hips sideways, pushing my cock around inside her even more. I pushed one arm across both her tits, wrapped my other hand up under her chin, pushed her face upward, watched her jaw continue to work.
She pulled her hips forward, not far, my cock hardly sliding out of her, and bounced her ass back against me. I mmmed, her eyes fixed sideways on me, and she did it again, and again. I moaned as she worked into a rhythm, more and more of my cock starting to pull out of her with each bounce. I dropped the arm across her breasts and pushed my hand down between her thighs and found her clit. I started working it rapidly with a couple fingers and she clenched her jaw, smiling, and stopped bouncing against me and started grinding her hips.
"I want to fuck you senseless," I said.
"What's stopping you?" she said.
"Slipping and dying."
"Shower over, then."
I let go of her and pulled back and the entire length of my cock slid out of her. She groaned and as I stepped out of the shower I heard it shut off behind me. When Mackenzie stepped out I put my hands on her waist, turned her so her back was to me, and pushed her toward the bathroom counter. Her hands came to the edge and I pulled her ass out and I dropped to my knees and pushed my face between her thighs and licked up the length of her pussy. She moaned and dropped forward onto her elbows and I did it again, but this time let my tongue trail up over her taint and across her asshole. She gasped.
"Oh jeez," she said.
I stayed on her asshole, licking her rim rapidly, in circles and side to side. Her moaning became high-pitched and breathy, her pushing her ass back into my face. Then I stood up, pushed my cock up toward her pussy, and slid it back into her easily. She raised up onto her hands and I held her waist and started fucking her properly, harder than before.
"Is this what you wanted?" I said, driving my cock into her, my teeth gritted.
She yelped, and said breathily, "yes...yes."
She bounced her hips back against me with each of my thrusts, then put a hand on the fogged up mirror and tried to wipe it clean and we got a brief glimpse of our faces before it steamed back over, my expression determined, hers racked with pleasure. I drove my cock into her, watching her peach of an ass slap back against my stomach.
She dropped back to her elbows, her back going perpendicular to me, and pushed an arm down between her thighs and started touching herself, her face turned up and one eye looking back at me.
"Are you gonna come again for me?" I said.
She nodded. "I hope so."
