The Collective--erotic short story by B. J. Hermansson

Author:B. J. Hermansson [B. J. Hermansson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: F
Publisher: LUST
Published: 2019-10-08T00:00:00+00:00

O and M

Some people like dry spots. Many prefer comfortable places. It’s not at all unusual that one prefers a combination of the two. This is not the case for O and M. They prefer to fuck in the shower. The crowded, humid space and the pouring water makes them thirst for each other's bodies. This is precisely what is about to happen. O and E meet up in the corridor. E tells her that she just made herself cum, watching the other two fuck. O kisses her, and they let their tongues play for a while. But E has to go, and she is already late for something.

O finds M. It had been a while since they met in that intimate way. It had been days. First, she looks in the bedroom, then in the living room, then in the kitchen. But both the kitchen and the bedroom are occupied by others. Sex makes the windows shake, and the floors vibrate. Everything is just as usual. He is not in the living room, either. That means there is only one place left to look. O walks up to the door and listens. Yes, he is indeed in the shower. And as doors are never locked in the collective, she walks right in.

As expected, M is busy massaging himself with soap and water. The water is hot, and the steam climbs up the glass of the window. She takes her clothes off. He doesn’t seem to notice her. He doesn't see her until she opens the glass door to the shower. A wave of heat and humidity washes over her. His eyes are surprised at first, but they are soon filled with focus and desire. She wholeheartedly loves it when he licks her pussy with his tongue. And he knows, just as much as she does, that this is her favourite. All she has to do is to step into the shower, lean against the wall and let the water wash over her.

She doesn't have to speak. And just as she thought, he squats in front of her and brings his tongue closer to her vagina. The hot water trickles down her breasts. Her hair and her skin are drowned in heat. It's a great feeling, and it embraces her and relaxes her body and her soul. He moves his hands over her body and starts massaging her breast as he lets the tip of his tongue play with her clitoris. Tickle. Kiss. Get close. She loves it, and her loins are asking for more. He massages her breast with slow movements. He squeezes her nipple at the same time as he lets his tongue glide in between her labia with ease.

Her legs are shaking. She spreads her legs wider, careful not to slip. She rests her ass towards the tiles that are slippery from the water. She moans. The sensation starts in between her legs, in her clitoris. It spreads through her vagina, up over her pubic mound, inside her skin, over her stomach and her chest and throughout her arms.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.