Painted Toes in Private Gym Showers
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Stepping into the shower stall, she hung her shower gel up on the available hook and removed her towel. She threw it over the frosted glass door and the handle for the shower squeaked as she twisted it to just under the hottest setting. Her muscles were aching from her workout downstairs, she had been to the gym every day for a week now and she desperately needed powerful hot water against her shoulders. The bathroom had several stalls, all empty except the one she was in, and she was grateful for the silence except for the heavy beating of the water on the tiled floor. Steam began to gather as the water reached the perfect temperature and she pulled her hair up into a bun, pinning it on top of her head. She reached out her hand and allowed the water to hit her palm, testing the temperature and stepped forward. The hot water hit her and she closed her eyes, splashing her face, rubbing away the salt from her sweat.
She reached for her shower gel and squeezed the bottle, rubbing the silky liquid between her fingers, the fresh smell of strawberries overtaking the smell of chlorine of the changing rooms. She rubbed it across her body, using her index finger and thumb to massage her shoulder, closing her eyes. The heavy falling of the water around her ears meant that she didn’t hear the shower door open behind her, but she did feel the cool air push its way in. She knew who it was. Now she was aware he was there, she heard the soft click of metal against metal as he closed the door behind him. She opened her eyes, her back still to him and felt him slide his arms around her waist, pulling him against his cool body.
“Am I interrupting?”
She rested her head back against his chest and closed her eyes again, “No.”
His left palm was flat against her stomach and his right was placed between her legs. He kissed her neck softly.
“You still taste salty.” He whispered in her ear. Goosebumps cascaded down her neck as she turned to him and he kissed her deeply, pushing her through the water and against the tiles. They were bitterly cold against her back, but his kiss enveloped her. She was lost in him. But today, it was different. This has happened so many times before with this man whose name she didn’t even know, but there was something in his kiss today that wasn’t the same. One of his hands was resting on her neck gently, the other on her hip keeping her firmly in place. She opened her mouth and his tongue slid into it, massaging her tongue and her hands found their way around his neck. She could feel his hard cock pressed into her stomach now and her desire increased, her kisses becoming more passionate. His fingers reached her hair and pulled out the clip, releasing her long red hair down her back and he pulled away from the kiss to look down at her. Their eyes connected and he seemed so urgent, so desperate.
“What’s wrong?” She asked.
His hard body was glistening from the water that was still falling, and with the steam around them, he seemed almost god like. Unreal. He reached down and gripped the back of her thighs, lifting her with ease so her legs wrapped around his waist. His right hand gripped her hip tightly with his fingers, his left hand was planted flat against the tile as he slid himself inside her.
She instant felt the dizzy feeling of desire, the power he had over her was unquestionable. He pushed himself deep inside her and couldn’t help a groan escaping his lips. She gasped, the sound of his pleasure driving her wild, and for a few seconds he did not move, but stayed stationary inside her, savouring the feeling of her tightness, her wetness, the heavenly warmth between her delicious thighs. Then he pulled out and slammed back into her quickly and she cried out in pleasure, her voice echoing through the room. Her arms were still around his neck to balance herself, her legs holding herself up, tightly wrapped around him. He was still again. Then another quick, deep thrust. She whimpered in desperation, and he bit into her neck gently, trying not to moan.
Another thrust.
She whimpered from pleasure.
Another.
The motion became quicker, the rhythm perfection, until he was fucking her with such vigour her breasts were bouncing and she was nearing orgasm, her soft moans now edging on screams. He was grunting in her ear, feeling her pussy twitching on his cock as she edged closer.
“I want to cum with you,” He moaned, thrusting his hips into her faster. Faster.
“Oh god,” She cried.
Her brain filled with fog. She could no longer thread a thought together. The steam almost suffocating her, the hot water battering the tile floor, the cool, hard tiles pressed into her back, the solid cock slamming itself into her, the smell of strawberry shower gel on her skin, her hair soaked with water and sweat. It was such an overpowering moment that her orgasm rocked her, made her lose her breath and she was tighter than she had ever been, and he cried out louder than she had ever heard him before. The thrusting slowed. He rested his forehead on her shoulder, gasping. Her legs weakened around his waist and he held her as steady as he could as her feet touched the floor, his arm still around her to keep her legs from buckling. She pressed her face into his chest, his heart was pounding. The warm cum dribbled out of her and down her inner thigh as they held each other in the shower, still not even knowing each others names.
She reached for her shower gel and squeezed the bottle, rubbing the silky liquid between her fingers, the fresh smell of strawberries overtaking the smell of chlorine of the changing rooms. She rubbed it across her body, using her index finger and thumb to massage her shoulder, closing her eyes. The heavy falling of the water around her ears meant that she didn’t hear the shower door open behind her, but she did feel the cool air push its way in. She knew who it was. Now she was aware he was there, she heard the soft click of metal against metal as he closed the door behind him. She opened her eyes, her back still to him and felt him slide his arms around her waist, pulling him against his cool body.
“Am I interrupting?”
She rested her head back against his chest and closed her eyes again, “No.”
His left palm was flat against her stomach and his right was placed between her legs. He kissed her neck softly.
“You still taste salty.” He whispered in her ear. Goosebumps cascaded down her neck as she turned to him and he kissed her deeply, pushing her through the water and against the tiles. They were bitterly cold against her back, but his kiss enveloped her. She was lost in him. But today, it was different. This has happened so many times before with this man whose name she didn’t even know, but there was something in his kiss today that wasn’t the same. One of his hands was resting on her neck gently, the other on her hip keeping her firmly in place. She opened her mouth and his tongue slid into it, massaging her tongue and her hands found their way around his neck. She could feel his hard cock pressed into her stomach now and her desire increased, her kisses becoming more passionate. His fingers reached her hair and pulled out the clip, releasing her long red hair down her back and he pulled away from the kiss to look down at her. Their eyes connected and he seemed so urgent, so desperate.
“What’s wrong?” She asked.
His hard body was glistening from the water that was still falling, and with the steam around them, he seemed almost god like. Unreal. He reached down and gripped the back of her thighs, lifting her with ease so her legs wrapped around his waist. His right hand gripped her hip tightly with his fingers, his left hand was planted flat against the tile as he slid himself inside her.
She instant felt the dizzy feeling of desire, the power he had over her was unquestionable. He pushed himself deep inside her and couldn’t help a groan escaping his lips. She gasped, the sound of his pleasure driving her wild, and for a few seconds he did not move, but stayed stationary inside her, savouring the feeling of her tightness, her wetness, the heavenly warmth between her delicious thighs. Then he pulled out and slammed back into her quickly and she cried out in pleasure, her voice echoing through the room. Her arms were still around his neck to balance herself, her legs holding herself up, tightly wrapped around him. He was still again. Then another quick, deep thrust. She whimpered in desperation, and he bit into her neck gently, trying not to moan.
Another thrust.
She whimpered from pleasure.
Another.
The motion became quicker, the rhythm perfection, until he was fucking her with such vigour her breasts were bouncing and she was nearing orgasm, her soft moans now edging on screams. He was grunting in her ear, feeling her pussy twitching on his cock as she edged closer.
“I want to cum with you,” He moaned, thrusting his hips into her faster. Faster.
“Oh god,” She cried.
Her brain filled with fog. She could no longer thread a thought together. The steam almost suffocating her, the hot water battering the tile floor, the cool, hard tiles pressed into her back, the solid cock slamming itself into her, the smell of strawberry shower gel on her skin, her hair soaked with water and sweat. It was such an overpowering moment that her orgasm rocked her, made her lose her breath and she was tighter than she had ever been, and he cried out louder than she had ever heard him before. The thrusting slowed. He rested his forehead on her shoulder, gasping. Her legs weakened around his waist and he held her as steady as he could as her feet touched the floor, his arm still around her to keep her legs from buckling. She pressed her face into his chest, his heart was pounding. The warm cum dribbled out of her and down her inner thigh as they held each other in the shower, still not even knowing each others names.
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