Dirty shower

The cabins are so relaxing, except for him. I see why she says he’s toxic.

“She says she loves me but I doubt she knows what love is.” Really dude? Maybe because you haven’t shown her.

“Man that sucks. So what do you want/need from her?” I feign empathy.

“Well I don’t trust a word she says. I don’t trust her. I told her I didn’t want you here and she didn’t care.” Ouch, bro.

“Well I’m gonna go for a dip in the lake,” I need to escape this chat.

As I walk by the shower outside, I hear crying. I walk up, scuffing my feet so as not to alarm her. I ask “hey, are you ok?”

“Thank God it’s you! I was afraid he was out there to keep making me feel like shit.” You have no idea what a dick he really is. Well shit.

“He’s stressed, that’s for sure. You guys seem to have a lot to work out. I’m surprised you’re showering before the lake.”

“I needed to escape, and took advantage of you being in there to keep him occupied.”

“OK, but what now,” I ask. “You need a hug or something!” I laughed.

The door opens, and through the escaping steam cloud she stands facing me, unashamed, and says “A hug sounds nice.” She grabs me by the waistline of my shorts and pulls me into the shower.

I’m so fucked.

She pulls me close and hugs me. It’s amazing. Never had a hot, wet hug before. Before I have a chance to make my exit or proclaim this isn’t right, she kisses my neck.

“What are you doing?”

“You are always here for me, even when you’re not comfortable. Things are simple with you.  I want more than a hug, and you deserve more than a hug. So you can have me. Right here and now. I want you to fuck me and I don’t care who hears.”

How I don’t immediately explode is a mystery.

So here we are, liplocked as she drops my shorts and rubs her slick wet body against me. My backs against a wall, literally. By now I’m kissing back. Hands everywhere, exploring. Before long, I’m on bended knee with her leg on my shoulder, making sure she’s thoroughly licked- er, rinsed…

Then a voice from outside “everything ok in there?” He asks.

She cries out “I just need to be alone right now! Just give me some space,” all while she’s fucking my face.

“Fine. I’m going back inside, and your friend is in the lake somewhere. “

I’m in something…

She gently pulls me up and kisses me. Our tongues touch. Our lips are a perfect fit. I suck her bottom lip and give it a nibble. She embraces me and guides me inside. She’s trembling. I’m kissing her neck. She takes my hand (the one not lifting her leg) and grabs her breast with it, and suddenly I am holding her up as her legs give out.

Both hands on her ass, I hoist her up and she wraps her arms around my neck. The kissing is… tremendous. She’s grinding on me. “I have wanted this for so long.” We both say it. She pulls away slightly, looking me in the eyes as she grinds harder. Faster. I feels her grip tighten as I’m thrusting in rhythm with her. With one last amazing kiss, we cum together. I’m completely mind blown. She’s crying and laughing.

I need a shower after that shower.

Published by Andrew Wilcox

I began blogging about ADHD in 2013 and transitioned to Wordpress in December of 2014. I've since discovered through therapy that this should not be limited to ADHD, but rather all aspects of self-discovery. I have branched out further, focusing less on ADHD and more on the effects of anxiety and depression on love and life.

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