.....Hot water sheeting your body feels good to you, tense muscles ease as the heat sinks into them, leaning both your hands on the walls on either side of the taps, you lean your head forward to allow the heat to sooth the back of your neck. Your thoughts wander as the power of the water gently massages your skin, prickling and tingling. The sound of the water dulls your senses; unaware of externals you let your mind wander over the pattern of your day. Sitting at your desk, back aching by the end of the of it, eyes aching from staring at a screen for hours, glasses leaving marks on the bridge of your nose, neck stiff from concentrating. All of this flows from you as the water washes over you, draining downwards, relaxing, unwinding from yet another week of the same old job, in a place not liked.
Unaware as she steps in behind you until she presses herself, cool against your back, breasts soft, nipples grazing as your skin, hands reaching around to grasp you tight. Her lips gentle against your shoulder blades, tongue licking drops of water as the race down the slope of your back, tracing the rivulets as they fall. You try to turn to her but she has you tight, two or three tries and you acquiesce to her obvious desires. Standing in the heated water you wait for her to let you know her wants. Softly her hands rub you, you realize that her hands are soapy, smoothly working the lather into your knotted muscles, thumbs pressing harder into the sore spots, fingers sliding in the smooth foam, moaning as her hands reach the small of your back, locking your knees as sensations of pure pleasure flood under her touch.
soft hands slide further around your ribs, spreading the slippery sensations around to the front, rubbing, kneading, softly stroking as her hands reach together, her breasts touching your back, hard nipples grazing against you, no longer sticking, but slipping across your senses as her skin slides across you back. Her hands never still, so sensual in their slickness, smoothing the soapy feeling lower as your body moves backwards against her attack. Rubbing her soft foam covered body against yours has no description, the feel of her sliding herself over you, the feel of her hands slipping further downwards to cup your half erect cock, so teasing in its slowness, her fingers sliding into the crease of your leg, such sweet torture.
You twitch as she brushes her soapy hand against you, a jolt of desire runs through your bones, removing your hands from the wall you try to turn again, this time successful, no traction against the soapy layer she has made. Crushing her slippery body into an embrace, sliding against one another, your cock now hard slides between her closed thighs, not entering her, but sliding clenched between her legs, sliding your length across her pussy at every thrust. The soap making it such an exquisite trap to be in, her body shaking in your arms at the friction, so smooth, so pleasurable, such a feeling unlike any other.
Her hands running over your back, nails digging a little, her legs weak from the shock waves descending from the rubbing, holding herself up against you, grabbing at your shoulders, breasts rubbing your chest as she clings in her wildness. Suddenly you pull away from her and with strong hands turn her around, she moves into a similar position to the one she forced you to gently to hold for her. Its your turn, grabbing the soap you spread lather over your hands and her back, sliding up her body teasing her with your hard cock, pressing and sliding over the firm cheeks of her ass. Pressing backwards, she leans against the wall with her hands, water cascading over her slender shape, water spilling itself over you both. She moans as she pushes herself backwards, desperate for you to complete your attack on her willing body.
Your cock throbbing you can bear it no longer, sliding your cock deep between her thighs, again not entering her, but the tip of you hitting her clit at the end of each wild thrust. Clenched, tight between her rigid legs, knees locked for fear of falling, her ass pushing back wildly as she nears her climax. Bending forward you reach soapy hands to clasp her breasts moving in time to your pushing hips, rubbing foam and soap over her tight nipples, you try to pinch them your finger slip and slide, unable to grasp them completely, moaning together in your heated passions, you start to thrust deeper, harder, grabbing her breasts, pulling back to force her onto your cock, thrusting deeper sheathed between her clenched thigh muscles. Your cock pounding her clit at each push of your hips, her hips trembling against your stomach as she starts to tighten to her orgasm. her body rigid, thighs tightening around you, gripping you in a vice like grip that would be painful had it not been for the soap suds surrounding you.
Her body shakes as her groan of release shudders through her. Her knees threatening to release all tension, the flood of wetness hotter than the water surrounding you causes you to lose all control, with a shout you grasp her with both arms around her ribs, threatening to crush her as you cum, hard against her clit, almost burning her with heat of your own, Her body rigid with the pressure to stay upright, flooding your cock as you flood her, trembling and slippery, you relax your grip, knees trembling as you lean against the wall allowing the water to wash the remains of the soap from your body, such intensity, such heat, the water feeling cool against passion inflamed bodies, breathing hard as you relax against each other leaning on the tile, thinking about being washed again in the most pleasurable manner.