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The sun has been shining from a blue sky all day, bright, intense, and hot. She's my flatmate, and I had spent much of that day sitting in the sunlight, reading, and trying as hard as possible to catch glimpses of her skin. She wasn't dressed well for that sort of furtive voyerism. The curve of her breasts under cotton was certainly alluring, but after a day of that I wanted to see more. And although the outline of her arse through denim was lovely... Well. Jeans shouldn't be allowed on a day like this. A summer dress would be a better solution, straps over bare shoulders, naked thighs. The possibility of a gentle breeze lifting the dress slightly.
Finally the heat of the day begins to change to the cool of evening, and I say:
"It's getting a bit cold, let's go inside".
I walk behind her, close the door. Once we're inside:
"Like a drink"
How am I going to get my mind off her body? It's impossible to have a conversation with her when I so desperatley want to fuck her. I need a wank, just to clear my head. I suppose if I...
"I think I'll just have a quick shower..."
So I walk nonchalantly to the bathroom. No lock on the door, another job yet to be addressed. Water on. Clothes off. I step into the steam, lean aginst the cold tiles, and close my eyes. A mental picture of her, wearing the summer dress that seemed more appropriate for the weather. Eyes closed, I see her lift the skirt higher, smiling. A satin triangle obscures her pussy, and she runs a finger over the fabric....
..There's a knock on the bathroom door. Cock in hand, I freeze, heart beating hard. And in a tone of voice that I'm sure has 'caught wanking' written all over it, I say:
"Yes?". I hold my breath waiting for an answer
"Um.. can I come in?"
"What? Er.. I'm in the shower"
"I know that, it's OK"
"..Go on, I don't mind."
The door clicks open, and I hope that the steamy walls of the shower cubicle hide my hard on.
"I was just wondering..."
I hear something. It sounds alot like clothes coming off, but of course that would be impossible.
"..If I could.."
The sound of naked feet on the tiled floor is unmistakable.
The door to the cubicle opens, and she's standing in a cloud of steam, naked. I've never seen her naked before, and the reality easily keeps pace with my imagination. The freckles on her face continue down her neck to her lovely smallish breasts, and her pink nipples are hard. She's smiling broadly, too.
"You seemed to be taking a while, and I thought that maybe you were having a quick wank. It's been a lovely day and I know summer always makes me horny. So I was sitting there, dying for a wank too, and thinking what a waste a situation like that is. And... so, here I am"
She steps into the shower, slips her arms around my waist, and pulls me close to her.
I pop it back inside, and she starts to moan deeply.
So I go to work on her with as much energy as I can. My finger in her arse replaced my two, thrusting into her dark secret hole, and face running with her juices and water from the shower as my tongue moves into and out of her. She starts to shake, her hips quvering and trusting back and forth. She loves both sides, tongue in cunt and fingers in arse. She's pushing back against my fingers with just as much vigour as she's pushing forwards, into my face. With each movement she drives deeper, and breathes louder. Her breaths become gasps, and then sqeals. From between them she pants
She's sure loving this.
Carefully, but deliberatley, she starts to move. First forwards away from me, the head of my cock slips out but her pink hole stays slightly open. She pushes back again, and I enter her again, more easily this time. She pushes some more, I'm a little deeper, my cock held a little tighter, hotter, than before. I keep stroking her clit with a steady gentle rhythm, coaxing more pressure out of her. She moves forward again, and then back. Harder this time. The hot tight walls of her arse grip my cock, squeezing it, holding it. I'm half inside her now, and stroking her faster.
In this fantasy, it's the start of alot of experimenting between us. In reality, it never happened, and never will :)
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