Shower Sex, Before Work

“I think we have time for some fun before work, don’t you?” Tyson whispered into her ear.

Misty smiled, her eyes closed. She turned around, the hot water cascading down her back, running down her ass and mingling with her wet pussy. She kissed his chest in response and then slowly worked her way down, light kisses trailing across his stomach and onto his shaved pelvis. She could feel his cock twinge with each kiss, lightly nudging her throat. Tyson moaned and dropped a hand onto her head, the other supporting him on the shower wall.

Slowly, Misty kissed her way across his throbbing shaft. When she reached his crown, she rested her hands on his hips and licked the precum from his tip. He groaned in response and she smiled, looking up at him with her big blue eyes. She felt his hand on her head firm but patient. She opened her mouth and licked her lips, then spat on his cock. With her hand, she caressed her saliva up and down the shaft, slowly stroking as she placed her warm mouth on the tip, sucking gently.

His patience waned, his hand putting more weight on her head. She released her hand and opened her mouth wide. In one fell swoop, she impaled his cock down her throat, until her nose buried in his pubic mound. His cock was huge, she felt it grazing the back of her throat. She barely had room to roll her tongue around the shaft, feeling the pulsating sensation as he stood there impaling her mouth. She reached up with her hand and slowly fondled his balls, teasing the sensitive area behind his scrotum. “Fuck..” Tyson growled, and stood there transfixed.

Water sprayed off her head and covered his chest. He wanted to move his hips but he was stuck like a statue, her hot mouth and rolling tongue eroding his will. Slowly, he gained his composure and grabbed her hair, slightly tugging until she started to move back. He could feel her tongue corkscrewing around his cock and she pulled back. He tried to stop her at the tip but she pulled all the way out, his head coming free with a quick pop.

“Damn,” Tyson gasped. “You trying to drain me in one go?”

“Just a preview,” Misty winked, looking innocently into his eyes. Hers sparkled with a mischievous energy, then her smile turned hard with a slight pout. “Fuck my face, baby. I wanna feel you pound my throat until I gag.”

“Fuck,” Tyson moaned. Not needing to be told twice, he grabbed her head and shoved his cock into her eager mouth. This time there was no sucking, no tongue play. She opened her mouth wide, tongue on the bottom of his cock as he rammed her face to his pelvis. In and out he went, controlling the speed and force with his hand on her head. Misty gagged, but never pushed him away, instead keeping her hands behind her back as he face fucked her. Her spit poured out of her mouth, washed quickly away by the steaming water, the only evidence the stringy saliva running out her mouth and still attached to the base of his cock.

Tyson’s jaw dropped open as his cock twitched slightly at the thought.

Misty moaned. She loved the feeling of being fucked rough like this. She took one hand and ran it between her spread legs, flicking her clit as she gagged. She could barely breathe and the constant in and out made her so aroused. She teased her pussy furiously, eyes closed now as her orgasm built up. Just as she was to climax, she felt Tyson pull all the way out and reached down to grab her waist and hoist her up. She mewled as she stood, taking her hand and shoving it into his mouth.

Eyes wide shut, he groaned as he tasted her sweet nectar off her fingers. She pulled her hand away and kissed him, mouth open and lips colliding. She shoved her tongue and caressed his. She could taste her pussy. She loved that taste and felt his tongue push back against hers. They moaned into each other, trading breath as they kissed.

Tyson pulled away and spun her around. Misty threw her hands up on the shower wall and leaned forward, spreading her legs and pussy for him. He reached down and his fingers probed her hot wet pussy, coating his hand in her juices. He took his thumb and spread her ass cheeks just enough to slide it in her asshole. Misty moaned and arched even further at the waist. Tyson rubbed his cock head against her lips, coating it with her juices. He resisted the urge to just plunge it in. He wanted to savour the thrill, the intoxicating need to have her yet denying himself for a moment. Torturously, he grazed his shaft until it was completely coated in her juices.

“Fuck me baby, please,” Misty begged, her hand reaching behind her to guide his cock in. “Fill me up with your big cock.”

“You want that?” Tyson asked, leaning over but still holding his cock back. He kissed the nape of her neck and Misty moaned. He bit her earlobe and her legs quivered, weak with desire and anticipation. Slowly, she moved her chest, feeling her nipples rub against the shower wall. The feeling sent shocks of pleasure cascading through her body. She felt Tyson’s cock press against her pussy. No longer able to resist, she grabbed the shaft and impaled herself on it.

“Oh fuck,” Misty cried.

Tyson grunted as her tight, warm, wet pussy enveloped his throbbing cock. He thrust in hard, and Misty gasped, her nails digging into his thigh. “Fuck me hard,” she begged. “Fuck,” Tyson growled. He pumped in and out of her pussy, pushing his pelvis hard against her ass. He pumped his thumb in and out of her tight asshole. Misty moaned, digging her nails into his thigh. He looked down and saw blood running down his leg from her hand. It sent shivers up his spine. He pumped harder, his hips a blur as he fucked Misty.

Misty felt her climax nearing, his thick cock working her pussy relentlessly. His thumb in her ass and his bites on her neck pushed her over the edge. She screamed an unintelligible cry of pleasure as her orgasm hit. Her legs shook, barely able to stand. Tyson embraced her as he continued to pump in and out her pussy. Moments after her own orgasm, he growled into her ear.

“I’m gonna cum.”

“Do it,” she moaned. “Fill me with your seed.”

His cock tensed and with a cry, his cum erupted as wave after wave of his cum shot deep into her waiting pussy. His arm wrapped tight around her, holding her as he orgasm possessed him.

She felt her pussy fill with Tyson’s cum as he thrust one final time and grunted, burying deep into her mound, up to the hilt. “Fuck,” Misty moaned weakly as Tyson stepped back, pulling his softening member out of her aching pussy.

“Thought I just did,” Tyson smiled.

Misty turned and playfully thumped his chest. She was breathing heavily and leaned into him, the water splashing her face. Tyson reached down and embraced her. They stood silently for a few minutes, enjoying the wash of the hot water soothing their bodies.

“You know,” Misty sighed, looking into Tyson’s eyes. “The only thing better than a face-fuck followed by a good pounding would be both at the same time.”

Tyson’s jaw dropped open as his cock twitched slightly at the thought. He stood there dumbfounded, watching Misty’s cheshire cat smile and sparkling eyes. “Really?”

“Look at that,” Misty said, reaching down and wiping some of Tyson’s cum dripping down her leg. She popped her fingers in her mouth, tasting his salty sweet essence. Then she put her hand on Tyson’s chest affectionately, and winked. “Time for work!”

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