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Mourning Sex

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

me how we do this without breaking someone's leg," she asked. "It’s the shower scene classic," I teased, "I'll take you from behind." She coldly pushed away from me and exclaimed, "I don't want anal!" She saw the surprised look on my face and quickly asked, "That's not what you meant, is it?" "No, and it's okay," I replied. Her mind was racing, and I think she was going to bolt out of there. I caught her chin and made her look at me. "Cindy, it's okay. I wasn't clear, and you were scared. I promise I will never do anything that you ask me not to do." She studied my face as she asked, "So I can completely ruin the moment, and you still won't let me embarrass myself?" I smiled and answered, "The moment is a little sidetracked, and we are learning something. What is there to worry about?" "Only everything," she answered. At the same time, she smiled and reached out for my cock. It had withered a bit, but it surged with renewed vigor as she started to handle it again. "So show me," she purred, "how do you take me from behind without scaring me?" "Show you," I said, repeating her instruction. "Let me show you what I see," I said. I pulled her around in front of me and we both faced the shower door. I reached around her and wiped the glass clear, and we could see our reflection in the mirror beyond. "I present to you a beautiful woman," I declared in my best movie announcer's voice. I directed her attention to the mirror. "All should appreciate her curves and lines," I added as I ... sculpted my hands down her body. "She is a flower, showing the world her beauty. The pleasing symmetry of her face begs for kisses." I kissed her neck. "Her breasts beg for one to lay his head between them." I lifted her breasts from behind, then slid my hands down to cup her crotch. "Her body opens and we are overcome with desire to caress and love her." She giggled at my monologue. "But she has another side," I declared in my sinister voice. I turned her and slid my hands up her body. I caught her hands and pushed them to the shower wall. She was bent at the waist, and I was standing behind her. My hard cock was pressed between her ass cheeks. "I'm still trusting you," she reminded me. Her voice contained more lust and teasing than fear. I simply turned her chin to look sideways at the mirror. I had to wipe off the glass again. "Of course you are," I said in my regular voice. Then in my sinister voice, I said, "Here lies the hidden nature of woman. Again, she has lines and curves, but not of a flower. Here, she is an animal!" I slid my hands down her legs and then slowly pulled my fingertips from her knees to the roundness of her ass. "Her strength starts in her legs. Full of power, she stalks her prey." She laughed at my words, but her lifted her ass and moaned at the same time. "She builds her strength with her back. She builds her home, her community, her empire with that strength." I dug my fingers into the muscles as I slid them up her back. She pressed back into me, ...