Title: Man - I’m just gonna write it out, here. I fantasize about b..

Message: Man - I’m just gonna write it out, here. I fantasize about being with women pretty often - so here goes nothing. If there’s grammar mistakes, please ignore them, I’m high and horny. - No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get the image of her out. She was in the shower, at the moment, water sliding down her hot, wet body. Her skin pink with the heat of the water and smooth, just aching to be touched by someone. We’d been friends for a while and had recently moved into together. These feelings didn’t arise until a few weeks ago. Now, I can’t even think about her without a blush crawling up my neck and settling on my cheeks. The way her body softly curves, her sweet mouth, even the sounds she makes in her sleep have been making me sweat. She wasn’t shy about her body, either. The way she paraded around in her lace underwear. It seemed almost like she had no idea the effect she had on me. It also didn’t help that she was natural a very...very touchy person. It wasn’t uncommon that she would lay her head in my lap while we watched TV. I’d just stroke her hair and she’d sometimes fall asleep. I was sitting on my bed, fruitlessly scrolling through my phone, trying to distract myself from what was happening in the room next to me. For a second, I thought I could hear her voice coming from under the door. After a few minutes, I’d heard it again. This time, no mistaking it. Was she calling me? As I padded over to the bathroom door, I felt my heart pound against my ribcage and goosebumps dimpled my arms. I stuck out a trembling hand as I slowly opened the door to the bathroom, the sound of the shower running becoming louder. ”Haaah….” My ears perked up at that what I’d heard. It was a sweet, honey-like sound. A sound that was private, something no one else was supposed to hear. I crept closer to the shower curtain, desperate to hear more of this. If I was lucky, I’d be able to stay until the very end. Another soft moan came from behind the shower curtain. I was certain I knew what was happening. And I hoped with everything I had that she didn’t know I was here. Before I knew it, I was starting to take off my own clothes. Something about being in a room with a steamy shower running and being this close to something of this nature had caused my clothes to cling to my body. I peeled off my blouse and stepped out of the skirt I had chosen for that day. What was I planning to do? Get in with her? It seemed like I had no control over the situation. I had become so enthralled with her that my deepest desires were coming to the surface. She was naked, a mere foot away from me. And it was driving me insane. Quietly, I pulled back the curtains, hopeful I’d get a glance at the show that was unraveling before me. She thankfully had her eyes closed as her hands were wandering her body. One was gently caressing her right breast and the other was between her legs. She had her lower lip between her teeth as she tried to keep her moans slient. I began feeling this sticky, warm feeling spread throughout my body, from the roots of my hair to the tips of my toes. I reached out and tangled my fingers in the hair at the base of her neck and pulled her backwards into me, my other hand sliding up her body, stopping to gently wrap my fingers around her neck. As if she were expecting it, she pushed her ass against me and continued to touch herself, if not with more enthusiasm. “Were you expecting me?” I purred, a low voice coming from my lips. I loved this delicious feeling dripping through me. A pink mist seemed to cloud the room as I felt her body twitch against mine. She pulled away slightly and I let her go. She turned towards me with a look I had never seen. It seemed like a mixture of surprise and arousal. We quickly exchanged consent to make sure we both knew what was about to happen. That’s when it all got a little misty. I moved closer to her and raised a hand to her face. As if by instinct, she nuzzled my hand to her cheek and her eyes lazily closed, again. She took my hand and pressed my palm to her rosey mouth. The feeling of her lips on my skin was enough to ignite a fire in my tummy and a it felt like snakes were wriggling low in my belly. I moved my hands to both sides of her face. I hated to stop her sweet kisses, but I needed more than this. I grabbed her chin and turned her face towards mine, bringing my lips onto hers. Her mouth parted and her sweet breath filled the space between us, hot and steamy. A low groan left my lips as I kissed her again, my tongue teasing her. I slid my tongue across her lower lip and I felt her knees give way slightly as she made a shaky moan. My hands went from her face to her shoulders, then to her full breasts. I cupped them in my hands and began to squeeze. I had no practice with women, so I did exactly what I did to myself on those lonely nights when it was impossible to sleep. I let my thoughts take me into a few precious moments of ecstasy. She writhed under my touch as I pulled her deeper into my kiss, my tongue exploring the inside of her mouth. Moving my hands from her breasts, I slid them down past her stomach to between her legs. Even though the shower was still on, I could tell she was wet and slick. I pulled back, sticky, but excited. I guided my fingers between her legs and began to stroke her. The water cascading from the shower made our bodies slippery. They made full contact as they slid against one another. “Ah...hah…” The warm feeling that had gradually turned into hot desire was burning in my body. I needed to get her to climax, soon, her pleasure was becoming too much for me and I’m not sure what I would do if I had to resist much longer. My hand was still stroking her and she began to buck her hips against me. I decided I didn’t want to wait, I needed to become more involved. I pressed her against the shower wall and dropped down to my knees. I slid a finger up her sex and began to feel her. Just like the rest of her body, she was smooth, here. She was perfect. I gave a shy kiss on her slit and her response was enough to turn the slight burning of desire inside of me into a blazing inferno of lust. I grabbed her hips and began to taste her. I’d never tasted a woman, but if I were to do it again, I knew no one was going to be as sweet as she was. I felt her body melt into me as my kisses and sucks became more desperate and needy. She had tangled her fingers into my hair, keeping my face where she wanted it. Even though I would never move, a smile crept onto my face knowing that she was enjoying herself. Then I felt it. Her knees began to tremble and her body had tightened up, preparing for climax. I buried my mouth into her sex and gave her exactly what she wanted, release. She squeezed her thighs together and tightened her grip on my hair, tugging slightly too hard. I kept my mouth on her, wanting to taste every bit of sweetness her climax had to offer me. As she began to slow down and slide against me, exhausted, I began to let up. My kisses slowed and eventually stopped. She fell against me and we slid to the bottom of the shower, panting and holding each other. I could feel the wetness of her sex against my leg as she straddled me awkwardly. We ended up laying their for a while, our giggles telling each other we knew this wouldn’t be the last time this would happen. - End - Whoooo that’s steamy. Imma go eat my soup, love y’all