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Mourning Sex

Date: 11/11/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: bad_mann_ers, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

how many relationships I have ruined right after sex." She was still smiling, if sadly, and I let her talk. The water was up to temperature, so we stepped in together. "I should feel embarrassed as hell," she continued. "You're lucky I have seen Robin make things wet. I have never cum like that before, and it felt to me like I lost control of my bladder." A random side thought distracted her, but she found her way back. She also grabbed a bar of soap and started to lather up my chest. There was a scrubby and some flowery body wash, so I set to work on her shoulders. "I was not the only one adding to the mess," she teased. "I know, because the whole time I was walking around just now, I was fighting to keep from allowing an embarrassing mess to drip down my legs. I had no idea how to excuse myself to deal with that. It made me smile when you offered because I can rinse it away." She turned me and quickly lathered up my back and butt. When she turned me back, I turned her to return the favor and we both stepped under the water to rinse off. When we faced each other again, she started to lather up my cock. I dropped the scrubby, and let my soapy hands play with her breasts. She nodded her approval as my cock started to swell in her hands. "Somehow, I feel like it doesn't matter. I don't even have words to describe how I feel right now. I can't believe that I can even tell you about these things. No matter what I do to embarrass myself, or how awkward things get, it feels like ... you would stay until things are all right." "Some people call this chemistry," I supplied. At some point, she had put down the soap, but her hands had continued the motions to wash my cock. The soap rinsed away from between us, and we gave up the pretense of washing. I was caressing and teasing her nipples while she stroked my cock. Her voice was charged with sexual need as she spoke. "Chemistry. You asked me to join you, and I knew it would be more than just a quick rinse. I knew that we would end up touching and teasing and I would get to hold your hard cock in my hands." She was smiling broadly and she fondled my balls. "I have no idea what to do next, because I know that any balancing act we do to get you inside me will end up with one or both of us falling. I also knew, I mean I know that you will find a way to make it work." I had a lot of ideas in my head, and I started to give her some, but she held up a finger to stop me. I used the distraction to run a hand down her body to tease her as she teased me. "From there, it is quick step to wanting you filling me again," she said. "And then I worried about how I was going to keep from being embarrassed with twice as much inside me. Oh, but we're in the shower, I can rinse it away, and who would know? I would know, and then I would worry because usually Robin is the only one that uses this shower, so I will have to clean it extra well. But,..." "You hate bleach," I finished for her. She shrugged and we both laughed. "So tell ...