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Shower Flower (smut)

*Contains graphic description of sexual activities, this story part is a smut fiction, please read at your own discretion.*

I felt the wave of relief washing me over as I switched on the shower faucet. The cold drops of water hit my burning hot skin. I sigh and press my palms against the shower wall, my head down, eyes closed, letting the water flow through my hair. This whole week has been tiring. It was long and boring and as a consequence, I had a lot of time to think. To think about my new relationship. It was an arrangement rather. This guy from my building once ran by my apartment when I was wallowing about my non-existent sexual life. And he, well he overheard and couldn't help but offer his help. I was taken aback by his straight-forward offer but decided to know him before I gave an answer. Well the answer is obvious, after the first few introductions, I was all for it. And then when he finally showed me all he could do to me, with me, there was no way in hell I could've refused. He is supposed to come over tonight and after this long week, it feels good to have something amazing to look forward to. 

I jerk up my head and look towards the bathroom door and see that he has already let himself in. I am shocked but then smile and greet him. He undresses and I forget about anything and everything else. Looking at him undress is always hot.

He pulls out his white shirt from his pants, his gaze fixed on my body. I lean against the cool tile wall and let him drink me in, teasing him. He tore away the buttons and unzipped his pants. He too took his time, deliberately slowing down to tease me. Finally, he stripped and entered the shower.

"Hey candygirl." He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me softly. He always called me candygirl, and even though its too cheesy, I love it when he says it.

"Hey." I whisper after breaking the kiss. He smirks and turns me around, pressing my back against his body, the heat of which could be felt even with the cool water from the shower seeping through our curves.

"Did you miss me?" He moved his hand from my waist to my chest.

I moaned as he began to massage my breast, making it rather impossible to think straight. I just wanted to feel him.

He pinched the tip of my breast when I failed to respond immediately. Absolute submission with zero hesitation was a part of our pact.

"Yes-yes I missed you, daddy." 

"Good girl." He continued playing with my breasts, both hands now fully focused on the task. My breathing became rough as I felt his dick stiffen behind my back. He kissed my shoulders, licking the water off my skin and then sucking hard at it. I could feel his teeth as my skin was being sucked between them, bit by them.

Slowly, he glided a hand past my navel, down to my mound. He traced circles on my clit in slow, torturous motions. I opened my legs to allow him more space and he took it happily. I pushed my hands against the shower wall, trying to balance myself as my knees grew weak.

His fingers extended and were now hungry for my insides. He pushed two of his fingers towards my slit and pulled them back to my clit. Repeating this motion, he increased the speed, making my juices wash down my legs with the water.

A tightness had already begun to build in my abdomen. I was edging closer to my orgasm. He wrapped an arm around my waist to steady me and kept the motion with his fingers going. I moaned louder and he pushed his fingers inside me, all the way in.

"You are so hot right now, candygirl." His voice echoed in my ears and I could hear the strain in it. It must be torturous for him to restrain himself like this but he loved making me edge multiple times before claiming me.

As he kept pushing his fingers in and out of me with a wild passion, my walls tightened around him. Nothing mattered anymore. My pussy felt painful and needy. I wanted to come so badly but I waited for his permission, all the while he added a third finger within me. Pain flared once again and I cried out louder.

"You can take it, I know that. That's it, you're doing amazing."

It felt like I was being stretched from end to end but at the same time I enjoyed it. He pumped madly within me and my knees totally gave away.

"Come for me, candygirl."

"Daddyyy," I came hard on his fingers, screaming my mind out. Water sputtered from my mouth as I breathed hard and heavy. His arm around my waist was secure and it was a few moments before he moved again.

Placing a hand on the wall beside my hand, he positioned his hard tip against my wet and swollen pussy. I was exhausted already but damn if I didn't want him inside of me. I held the arm which was around my waist, to steady myself and prepare for what's coming.

I began rubbing his dick between my thighs, needy for more. He rocked back and forth, teasing himself more than me. Finally, he pushed his entire length inside me, and I pushed out a loud gasp. He let me adjust to his length inside of me and then began moving. In slow, pulsing movements, he pulled out and then bottomed out again. I started timing my hips to match his thrusts. His hands wandered to my breasts again, squeezing them hard. Both of us were moaning and were lost to oblivion.

Not caring about anything else, we thrust our hips as the water kept trying to cool off our overheated bodies, ready and wild for this moment. I felt his veins push around my walls and my walls clamping down on them. We pushed and pulled faster, squelching noises coming from our bodies.

"You feel so good. I'm - just there." He encouraged me as I kept screaming his name, feeling him deep inside me. The orgasm that was building up within me came down crashing on me and he came just seconds later. We held our positions like that, breathing roughly. My knees were weak, very weak. If it weren't for his frame and hands supporting me, I'd have fallen. 

He moved out of me slowly and gave me a thorough, sweet wash. I was so relieved of everything. We moved to the table to have dinner and ended up watching a sweet comedy. 

I sighed as I snuggled into his frame. A weekend well begun and no doubt will be well spent.