Shower with me

Before I share my story, let me paint a picture. It turns me on to no end to think of one of you reading this story and touching yourself. Maybe you start to feel that sweet wetness and ache in your pussy, or maybe your cock gets hard in your hand. So I want you to picture this story fully, to picture me fully.  

I'm about 5'6, 150lb, curvy with round, perky 32E cups topped with dark pink nipples. My skin olive, with long, wavy, chestnut hair falling to my waist. I could lose a few pounds, tighten up for sure, but I don't mind my soft curves. 

My favourite toy at the moment is a clit sucker. When I say this thing is amazing, I mean, wow. It's out of this world. I have always gravitated towards fantasies of threesomes, but recently it has shifted to a fantasy where I am the addition to a couple and the woman is watching me being railed by her husband, occasionally eating the hell out of my pussy. 

The mood struck one rainy afternoon a few weeks ago. I took my toy into the shower, and sat on my knees on the floor. I positioned it on my already throbbing clit and the took a shampoo bottle (bottom side up, about 3 inches in diameter) and placed it over my entrance. As my toy got going, I slowly rocked against the bottle. I imagined I was with a couple, I could almost hear the woman saying "I want you to take his huge cock, I want to watch him fill you up completely. I want to watch you get fucked by him like the slut you are". 

I imagined her going to town, sucking, licking, biting my clit while her husband filled me with his moster cock, pounding relentlessly. The shampoo bottle was too thick to ever enter me, but provided perfect pressure to imagine the real thing. I could feel my hole begging, contracting, throbbing, aching to be filled. As I bounced up and down, I grabbed my nipple with my spare hand, pinching and pulling with sweet pleasure. I dove deep into my fantasy, imagining it was her tit I was holding, her nipple I was playing with. I imagined her whispering dirty words between slurps of my juices. 

I felt the orgasm building slowly. That low, deep tightness building. Each imagined thrust bringing me closer to the edge. I stayed in my fantasy world, the shower raining down over my body, dripping off my breasts, my hair, my lips. I imagined the woman telling me she couldn't wait to lick her husband's cum out of me, to taste both of us mingled together. I imagined him being burried in my tightness, my walls contracting and milking the cum out of him while he groaned in ecstasy. I buckled as a wave of pleasure washed over me. It was one of those earth shattering orgasms, echoing through my body in shockwaves. 

I sat on the floor of the shower and collected myself for a couple minutes, reveling in the pleasure my body had just experienced. 

I hope you enjoyed this even half as much as I enjoy hearing about your solo escapades!