Shower Incident - Sex Stories

Shower Incident

"Fuck! I've gotta leave to work, they called me in! Ugh, today was supposed to be my day off," Liz complains as she throws her work clothes on. I laugh at her miserable expression and throw a pillow at her. "Stop complaining. Work is work, you need the money anyways," I say to her. "But we were supposed to have a bum day!" "Oh well, maybe next time," I say, rolling over to my stomach on her bed. "Well, I won't be back until seven tonight. You okay being here by yourself?" "Of course. I'll eat all your food," I say, smiling. "Better not, bitch! Save me some!" she calls out as she runs out the bedroom. "Bye!" I yell out just as the front door slams shut. "Hm. Well then. What should I do today?" I muse out loud. I look around trying to think of what to do. "Ah! That's right! Food!" I jump off the bed and skip to the kitchen, humming "You are my sunshine." I fix some spaghetti for myself and then decide that the television will be my entertainment to pass the time. I turn the channels until I land on the show Supernatural and decide to settle with it. Somewhere in between watching the show, I fall asleep. The loud noise from the television wakes me up and I groan as I turn it off. "Being a bum alone is so boring," I complain out loud to no one. I sigh and walk to the bathroom. I turn the shower on and start stripping my clothes off, not bothering to close the door. I step into the steaming water and moan as the heat and the water relaxes my body. My hands find its way to my ...

... pussy and I start to rub my clitoris. I am moaning as my finger penetrates my pussy. I rest my head against the shower wall as I continue to pleasure myself, wanting the wave of the orgasm to come. I am so concentrated on making myself cum that I don't even hear the shower door open. Hands, that are not my own, grabs my breasts from behind and squeezes them. I turn myself around, my pleasure forgotten, and come face to face with David, Liz's boyfriend. "Oh shit!" he exclaims when he see that it's me. "Fuck! I'm sorry Mel! Shit. Damn, you and Liz look so alike from the back." I am silenced with shock and can't find my voice. He stands there, naked, with his cock standing up. My eyes are glued to his big hard cock that seems to be mocking me as it stands straight and tall. I know that I should turn the shower off and get the hell out of the bathroom but my legs won't move, my eyes won't tear itself away from his big cock. "Mel." "Hm," I reply, not able to look away. "You're fucking sexy," he says. I am speechless. I can't do this. I can't fuck him. I can't. He's my best friend's boyfriend. Yet I can't look away, I can't get the hell out of the shower. "Mel, I know you want this," he says huskily. "Let me get a piece of your sexy ass." I don't reply, nor do I move. His hands grab my wrist and brings my hand to his cock. He wraps my fingers around his hard throbbing cock and begins to thrust his hips back and forth. My pussy is dripping wet as I hear his hard breathing, as I feel his ...