My face was pressed against the cool wet ceramic tiles of his shower. His left hand and forearm was pushing my shoulders firmly against the shower wall and his right hand reached around, gripping my pussy, pulling my ass toward him. The pulsing water was warm and relentless, steam filling the shower stall.

He whispered into my ear, “Gonna cup that luscious ass of yours. Mmmmmmmmmm..feel my dick, baby? It’s hard and hungry. Feel it? It wants you. You want my dick, don’t you, baby? You want it now?” He kissed me on the neck, pressing his tongue against my skin while softly blowing his hot breath, making me shiver.

A light cloud of steam swirled around the bathroom when he opened the door for me and guided me inside. The water was running like a warm mist in the shower stall lined with ceramic tiles in a soft mocha color. There were four glass jars filled with candlewax lined up along the vanity, with a dancing flame reflected by the mirror.

He called me last night and wants me to come to his place for a shower date.I said, “I got my own damn shower. Why come to your place?” He said, “Mmmm.I am gonna have the water nice and hot. No lights – just a couple of scented candles, reflecting in the mirror. You’ll let me take off your clothes, piece by piece, then I’m gonna escort you into the shower and I’m going to get in with you.”

Welcome to my site with erotic stories – all original. Some are even true – but the names and places are changed to protect the guilty!

My aim is to entertain you, whether you are a chick or a dude, maybe inspire you a little and spice up what you’ve got going on in your boudoir. If any of the stories are particularly interesting, let me know and I’ll write more like those.

Enjoy your visit, and when you play – be sure you play safe! We want you cumming for a long time!