My New Trainer, Part One - Sex Stories

My New Trainer, Part One

... bit my lip to stifle my excitement although; a part of me was longing to be caught in the act. At that moment, I heard a noise that sounded like a door slamming. It startled me at first but I was so caught up in my fantasy that I ignored it and continued to pleasure myself. Rubbing my clit faster and faster made my head swirl and I could feel that my orgasm was not far off. As much as my body wanted to release my orgasm, I was not ready yet. I turned and faced the water hoping it would sooth the fire within just a little. With my back to the entrance of the shower door, I put one hand on the wall as the water cascaded over my head and down my back. Arched my back, propped my foot slightly on the wall which opened my legs a little bit wider, cupping my free hand over my pussy and opening the petals with two fingers so that I would feel the water glide over my ass as it mingled with the slickness between my legs. I let out a scream that I hoped was muffled by the water. I then thrust three fingers deep inside and pumped them in and out faster and faster awaiting the orgasm that was about to take place. As my fantasy deepened and I imagined Brian’s body atop mine and his cock slamming in and out of my pussy. “Fuck me oh yeah fuck my pussy,” I vocalized and not in a quiet way. I was completely lost in fantasy, and between the water flowing over my now super sensitive pussy and me pushing my fingers as deep as I could, I was not able to last any longer. I came harder than I had ...

... in a very long time. As I tried to regulate my breathing and wash myself off, I was brought back to reality when I definitely heard a door slam. I froze because I knew Brian had entered the office, but I didn’t know if he was in the office, or behind me? I didn’t know if heard me, and my fingers were still inside me. My first thought was to try to cover myself, but I realized I did not have a towel. An even bigger realization came that I would have to turn around at some point. “Enjoying my shower?” he asked. 'Shit was he pissed?' was another question that ran through my head. I could not tell the tone of his voice, because the water continued to run. The man I had been fantasizing about for weeks was not only standing behind me but he had caught me masturbating. I could either be embarrassed or seize the opportunity to get what I had wanted for weeks, which were Brian’s hands on my body. “As a matter of fact I was, until I was interrupted,” I turned around with a wicked smile. He stood in the doorway with his shoulder against the frame and had a serious look on his face. I had no idea what he was thinking, I felt my face get heated, and I was getting ready to cover my body with my hands, and then I watched as his eyes cascaded over my body from head to toe, and back up. I saw his eyes get a bit dark, then a smirk appeared out of the corner of his mouth, and he stepped toward the shower door. I went to open it and he closed it. “Well, don’t let me interrupt, please finish what ...