Briefs & The Hamper's Embrace

I pulled my briefs down below my knees and let gravity take them the rest of the way to the floor. I stepped out with my left foot and then my right. I caught the briefs and flipped them up into the air. Catching them with my right hand as I opened the hamper with the left, I lobbed them into the hamper with a finely-executed hook shot.

I looked in the wall mirror. I had gained weight since I quit smoking, but I was still in fair shape. I reached in and turned on the water in the shower. Once I had the temperature adjusted, I pulled the shower curtain back and stepped in.

I held my head under the shower head, letting the strong streams of water massage my scalp. I kept thinking about Tracy. I hadn’t seen her in days. She’d been on my mind a lot. I took the shampoo from the shower rack and squeezed a dollop into my palm. I lathered up my hair and gave my scalp a good rub. Tracy. Why was she on my mind so much?

I held my head under the water and rinsed the shampoo out of my hair. My eyes were still closed when I heard the sound of the shower curtain being pulled back.

“Hi baby.” It was Tracy. I wiped the water out of my eyes and opened them.

“Hi honey,” I said. “Wow, you look great.”

“I look naked,” she retorted.

“Well, exactly my point.”

“Ha!”

I slipped my hands down to the beginning of the curve of her hips, and slid them around her, pulling her close. I looked into those gorgeous hazel eyes and slowly, inexorably fell into her charm. Our lips met. It was heaven. We kissed, the water flowing over our heads. We clutched at each other harder as the kiss got more passionate. At some point I lost track of where I stopped and Tracy started. It was the most intimate feeling I had ever had.

We came up for air. “Tracy, I l…”

“Shhhh” she whispered, putting her finger to my lips.

Our lips met again. We kissed and caressed each other for what seems like an eternity. I relinquished my grasp on her and stepped back slightly. Picking up the soap, I put the other hand on her shoulder, and gently maneuvered her into a one-eighty turn. Now I stood behind her.

I took the soap and lathered up her back. I squatted and washed her lovely ass and shapely legs. Standing back up, I worked up a heavy lather in my hands. I laid the soap down and slipped in close behind her, our concavities and convexities matching neatly. By this time I was so tumescent that I felt like it might burst. I pressed my increasing hardness against her soft buttocks.

Reaching around under her arms, I applied the lather in my hands to her breasts and stomach, inching downward to her pubic patch. I spread the lather all around, squeezing and pressing hard, then brushing gently. Her nipples were very hard and eager for attention. I obliged them.

Tracy turned around and looked into my eyes. In hers I saw a deep, urgent hunger. She kissed me roughly, eyes open. She looked down at my throbbing cock. Picking up the soap, she dropped down and started lathering up my cock and balls. She washed them all thoroughly, lovingly, hungrily.

I was on the verge of going nuts and attacking her right there in the shower. She kept looking up at me, gauging my passion. She stood up and wiggled past me, with lots of flesh being pressed together. She stood directly under the water and rinsed all the soap from her fascinating, sexy body.

“Your turn,” she said.

I made my way past her. This time she avoided touching my soapy torso. I washed all the soap away. She came up behind me, grasping me as I had her just moments before. She turned her head and pressed her cheek against my back. I heard her sigh.

Turning back around I embraced her again and kissed her with a renewed gentleness. With surprising quickness, she dropped down again, this time cradling my balls in her hand while she smoothly took my cock in her mouth and suckled it hard. Her head moved back and forth, my cock slipping in and out of her mouth. My head went back. My mouth popped open involuntarily and I emitted a low moan.

“That’s my baby, ” she said, then resumed her fellatio. It felt so wonderful. I lost what was left of my mind. My inhibitions and reservations had long ago been vanquished.

I reached for her shoulders. I pulled her loose from sucking my cock. She gave me a little pouty look. I lifted her up to me. I kissed her deeply. She held onto my cock, slowly stroking it.

I was squeezing and caressing her ass with my right hand. With my left I was playing with her right nipple. It got so hard. I shuddered.

Tracy reached around me and flipped the valve down. I turned around and shut off the water. She reached over to the towel rack for a clean, fresh towel. Bidding me to turn, she took the towel and lovingly blotted my back, ass and legs dry. I turned around and she blotted my face, kissing each newly dry part of it. She dried the rest of my head, then moved down to my arms and shoulders, again kissing and blotting me dry. When she dried and kissed my cock and balls, I was in heaven for at least the third time in the past few minutes.

When she was done, I picked another fresh towel and dried her off in similar fashion. While drying her, I noticed the way her breasts rose and fell as she breathed, the way her muscles flexed beneath the towel, the tantalizing scent of her skin. I continued drying her, my hands lingering on her smooth, damp skin, savoring every touch. Finally, she was completely dry.

“Now you can say it,” she said.

“I love you.”

I leaned in and kissed her deeply, my lips finding the curve of her neck, the softness of her ear. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me close, her body pressed against mine. We remained like that for a long moment, lost in the pleasure of our embrace, before slowly pulling apart.

She looked at me with a playful glint in her eyes. “Let’s go find somewhere more private, don’t you think?”

She turned and walked toward the bedroom, beckoning me to follow. As we made our way down the hallway, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of anticipation, knowing that the rest of the day was going to be filled with even more pleasure and passion. The scent of her perfume filled the air, a constant reminder of the intense desire that burned within me. Reaching the bedroom door, she paused, turning back to me with a mischievous smile.

“Ready?” she whispered, her voice husky with anticipation.

I nodded eagerly, pushing open the door and stepping into the room. As the door closed behind us, sealing us in our private sanctuary, I knew that this was just the beginning of our intimate adventure. The bed, a plush king-size affair, awaited us, promising hours of unrestrained pleasure. She moved towards the bed, her movements graceful and confident, while I followed close behind, my heart pounding in my chest with excitement. She lay down on her side, pulling the covers up to her chest, and looked at me expectantly. I climbed onto the bed beside her, our bodies touching, our breaths mingling in the warm air. The anticipation grew stronger as she slowly began to stroke my chest, her fingers tracing the contours of my nipples, sending shivers down my spine. My body responded instinctively, my muscles tensing, my breath becoming shallow. She continued to stroke me, her touch becoming more insistent, more demanding, until finally, I could no longer resist. With a final, powerful thrust, I thrust my cock deep into her waiting mouth, and we both lost ourselves in a frenzy of passion and pleasure. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of us, lost in our own private paradise.

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