The Missionary's Position - Sex Stories

The Missionary's Position

... woke the next morning with a massive erection. I had done my best to refrain from masturbation so I could focus on what my future held for me. This morning, however, I was in a state of pain. I know I had dreamt of Elka bathing, hidden in the midst of flowing bedsheets. I desperately needed a release.

I crept to the bathroom, silently closing the door so as not to wake anyone. I stepped into the shower area, which was basically a floor drain behind a curtain. I turned on the water, hoping the frigid temperature would quash my erection. I began to lather myself with soap when I heard the catch of the door click. It was Elka standing there, staring at me in her bedclothes. I had neglected to pull the curtain all the way, and she could see the state that I was in. Embarrassed, I turned back to her. I sensed her move toward me, and suddenly, I could feel her presence.

"Don't turn around, or I won't be able to contain myself," Elka whispered into my ear.

Wrapping her arms around me, she pressed her naked body against me, pressing her breasts to my back as she reached down to grab my throbbing cock. I began to protest.

"Shhh," Elka whispered, "I thought you would be in this state this morning after watching me like the naughty boy that you were yesterday."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean," I mumbled.

"Shhh," she said again.

She took the bar of soap from my hand and lathered my cock. She then started to stroke my cock, squeezing it hard every time she got to the tip. ...

... Elka reached for my hand and pulled it behind my back, placing it on her pussy.

"There, is this what you've been dreaming about all night to make you so hard?" she said softly.

She pushed my fingers inside of her vagina with a gasp, breathlessly, saying, "I've been dreaming about you all night too. That's why you can't turn around, or I will fuck you and never stop."

I fingered Elka's pussy while she stroked my shaft. She leaned closer to my ear, nibbling on it as she pumped my cock. Her breathing became erratic, and her body twitched. I could feel the warm gush of her climax as she came on my fingers. The sensation sent jolts of electricity through my balls, causing me to blow my wad all over the corner of the shower stall. Elka's hand released my cock and cupped my balls, squeezing them, coaxing me to come again.

"Are you empty now?" she asked quietly. "If not, I will be doing wash again today."

Then she was gone. I stood there wondering if I had fantasized about the whole thing. I turned on the hot water slightly to finish my shower and shake the cold off.

I had arrived home after spending most of the next day at the church. Elka was already in the courtyard with the wash. I knelt at the window, trying to pray that I could refrain from peaking at Elka. It wasn't long before I found that I had little control over my lustful desires. I peered out the side of the curtains, hoping to see Elka bathing herself again. She was doing the laundry, nothing else but ...