Sincerely, For the First Time - Sex Stories

Sincerely, For the First Time

... don't want to get water everywhere. Can you just bring it here?" "Um...." "What's the matter?" "Well, you're naked." "That's how most people shower," she answered sarcastically. "Look, it's not like you can see anything. I'm behind the glass here. Don't be such a little bitch." "Fine, I'm coming in," I announced. The air was thick with moisture from the steam, and the mirror was all fogged up. As I entered, I could see that the shower was surrounded by a frosted glass that almost, but not quite obscured the body behind it. You could make out the shape well enough, but not the finer details. Still, I have to say, the shape was quite extraordinary. Her breasts and ass were both nicely rounded without either being too large. Her legs were long and firm, her stomach flat and toned. It was obvious that she worked on keeping her figure. But she didn't overdo it. She was fit, but not hard and muscular like a body builder. Instead, she still looked soft in the right places. And I thought I could barely make out a brown little triangle at the meeting of her legs. "Come on, Andy," she complained impatiently, "Towel?" She opened the shower door a crack, and poked her head out. It woke me out of my reverie into a new world of blushing embarrassment. I couldn't help but notice that in order for her to reach out for the towel, she'd pressed a breast against the glass. I could make out the flattened circle with a darker dot at the center. "Here," I said, looking away and thrusting the towel ...

... at her. I was again certain she'd caught me, but she only laughed at my bashfulness. "Jesus, Andy. You haven't changed much, have you?" She took the towel, and vanished again behind the glass. "You were always so shy around women. Even me." "Sorry," I apologized. "Don't be. It's kind of cute." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "Thanks." "Andy?" "Hmm?" "Thanks for the towel, and I'm enjoying this chat, but I'd like to get out of the shower now and get dressed if you don't mind." "Oh, yeah. Shit. Sorry." Flustered, I hurried out the bathroom door and back down stairs, feeling like a total idiot. A few minutes later, Kelly shouted down the stairs, "Okay, the shower's all yours. And don't forget to grab a towel for yourself." "Thanks," I shouted back. Then there was a click as her bedroom door closed behind her. I got myself another towel from the dryer, went back upstairs to the bathroom, and shut the door. With the lock locked, I frantically, I tore off my clothes, and began beating off. I breathed in the scent of Kelly deeply, still in the humid air from her shower. I closed my eyes thinking of her body pressed against glass of the shower door. That nipple, that brown patch of pubic hair dripping with water, and maybe another source of moisture... Oh fuck! I came quickly, and I came hard. It was all I could do to keep myself from shouting. My body seized up, and I bent over, while shooting the biggest load I'd ever shot. The first blast actually hit the glass shower door and began running down ...