Warning: contains graphic (shower) sex. If you are offenses by such material, then turn away now.
So yeah, Im back. My other sequel got deleted.... Somehow. So Im writing another one! So the plot is basically this: My husband Joseph runs in on me taking a shower when trying to get water from the sink for his vase of flowers...
I always enjoyed my shower time. I could spend up to two hours under the nice hot water, taking my time and washing my problems away.
The music player that was installed in the bathroom was playing a setlist of songs by Green Day, U2, MCR, FOB, 3OH!3, and my husband's band, the Jonas Brothers.
It was a thought I had gotten used to. Joseph and his brothers didn't tour much anymore, and when they did, it was for a long period of time and I came with. We hired a maid to take care of the house while we were gone, and she seemed to enjoy living here. I smirked. No surprise there.
Currently, American Idiot by Green Day was blasting, and I couldn't help but sing along as the hot water rinsed my lathered shampoo from my hair.
I was cut short when suddenly the master bathroom door swung open. Joseph walked in, obviously unaware of my presence, holding a vase of flowers. I stopped singing and watched him through the opaque shower door, smiling to myself as he filled the vase with water.
"Oh, Joseph!" I called, opening the door. He spun around, a look of surprise written on his face.
"Oh... Hello sexy!"
I giggled. Even though we were married this was pretty embarassing for him. His face flushed and he took a step forward, setting the vase on the counter.
"I love the flowers... Are those from the landscape?" Joe and I had recently gotten into landscaping our backyard. We had a pond with pretty stones and a man-made waterfall with koi fish inside. Then we had a garden of nothing but the brightest colored flowers. We used multicolored gravel for the soil. Then we had a birdfeeder and a smaller garden in the front. We were proud of our home.
"Oh uh... Yeah. These are some Hibiscus and Magnolias... I wanted to fix a nice dinner tonight and these were going to be the table peice...."
I took a step out of the shower, still dripping, and grabbed him, pulling him into a passionate kiss. We had been married for five years now, and he had only grown more handsome. And suddenly, I was in the mood.
"It sounds delightful, Joe bear... But first..." I started to unbuckle his belt. He gave me a sexy grin. Damn. I would never get tired of that.
He kissed my breasts and stuck a finger in my pussy. I moaned as he swirled it around. I threw his muscle shirt off, stroking his abs and biting his shoulder lustfully. My hands combed through his dark hair as he wiggled out of his skinny jeans. He was getting very hard, I could tell. His heart was pounding, at least as fast as mine.
"Damn, I want you." I moaned as he licked his finger sexily.
"More than anything?" he prompted, pulling down his boxers slowly.
As soon as he was naked, I attacked him with another kiss. "More than ANYTHING." then I grabbed his muscular arms and dragged him into the shower with me, shutting the door.
Suddenly, Inseperable by the man who I had married himself, began to play. That was our song....
He smiled, this time sweetly, and kissed me gently, lovingly, and sweetly. I wrapped my arms around his waist, stroking the small of his back and then grabbing his perfect ass. He smiled against my lips.
Then he pulled away. "You ready?" I loved that about Joe... He would never do something unless I was ready.
"I was born ready," was my breathless response.
He smiled, kissing me again, then shoved the full length of his cock into me. I hissed in pleasure, and Joe rubbed my breasts. I stroked his muscly thighs, giggling when they bulged, possibly from the waves of pleasure coarsing through his body.
He and I began moaning. His were throaty, deep, and sexy. Mine were shrill and excited sounding. I think I was moaning more than he was. It just felt so gooood....
"Ooooh.. Joseph... Don't stop!" I begged in complete ecstasy. "Faster!" he complied. Soon it was almost to the rythm of the falling water in the shower. Damn, be could be so fast.
He pressed me against the wall and began kissing my neck, but I didn't feel it. My body was coarsing eith a powerful electric pleasure. My spine tingled, my legs twitched, my pussy tightened here and there.
"God, Ill never forget how good you feel... You're so..OH! Tight...." Joe's legs were twitching spasmodically now. He was getting close, and so was I.
"Im almost there!" I shrieked, begging him to keep going, to hit me harder. It was an undescribable power that was building inside me. I needed my release. I needed Joe to release me. And I told him so.
"Aaaaaaaugh!!!" Joe screamed in complete satisfaction as he came inside me, continuing to shoot his multiple loads as he thrusted. Some splattered on the tiles. I licked it up.
Now.... Now it was my turn.
I squeaked right before my orgasm overtook me. Then I screamed, much the way Joe had. God, god, god.... I had never had a more powerful orgasm in my life.
Joe pulled out of me, panting. "Wow..." was all he could manage to say. We were soaked and our skin had turned red. Joe's cock was still emptying smaller loads, and he was still groaning. I kissed him, stroking his cock.
"Oh, Cally... Shower sex is the best damn thing... Ever..." he was still shivering from the ferocity of the orgasm, much as I was.
"We need to do that again sometime..." I commented, gasping.
He nodded.
"But we better start dinner now, or the steaks will get over-marinated." the sudden change in subject surprised me, but I knew he was right.
"Oh yum! Steak!" I said as cheerfully as possible.
Joseph smiled, kissed me again, and then turned off the shower. "I love you."
"Oh, Joe... I love you too..." I wrapped my arms around him and held him there, cherishing him like a keepsake. "So much..."
~FIN~
So yeah, Im back. My other sequel got deleted.... Somehow. So Im writing another one! So the plot is basically this: My husband Joseph runs in on me taking a shower when trying to get water from the sink for his vase of flowers...
I always enjoyed my shower time. I could spend up to two hours under the nice hot water, taking my time and washing my problems away.
The music player that was installed in the bathroom was playing a setlist of songs by Green Day, U2, MCR, FOB, 3OH!3, and my husband's band, the Jonas Brothers.
It was a thought I had gotten used to. Joseph and his brothers didn't tour much anymore, and when they did, it was for a long period of time and I came with. We hired a maid to take care of the house while we were gone, and she seemed to enjoy living here. I smirked. No surprise there.
Currently, American Idiot by Green Day was blasting, and I couldn't help but sing along as the hot water rinsed my lathered shampoo from my hair.
I was cut short when suddenly the master bathroom door swung open. Joseph walked in, obviously unaware of my presence, holding a vase of flowers. I stopped singing and watched him through the opaque shower door, smiling to myself as he filled the vase with water.
"Oh, Joseph!" I called, opening the door. He spun around, a look of surprise written on his face.
"Oh... Hello sexy!"
I giggled. Even though we were married this was pretty embarassing for him. His face flushed and he took a step forward, setting the vase on the counter.
"I love the flowers... Are those from the landscape?" Joe and I had recently gotten into landscaping our backyard. We had a pond with pretty stones and a man-made waterfall with koi fish inside. Then we had a garden of nothing but the brightest colored flowers. We used multicolored gravel for the soil. Then we had a birdfeeder and a smaller garden in the front. We were proud of our home.
"Oh uh... Yeah. These are some Hibiscus and Magnolias... I wanted to fix a nice dinner tonight and these were going to be the table peice...."
I took a step out of the shower, still dripping, and grabbed him, pulling him into a passionate kiss. We had been married for five years now, and he had only grown more handsome. And suddenly, I was in the mood.
"It sounds delightful, Joe bear... But first..." I started to unbuckle his belt. He gave me a sexy grin. Damn. I would never get tired of that.
He kissed my breasts and stuck a finger in my pussy. I moaned as he swirled it around. I threw his muscle shirt off, stroking his abs and biting his shoulder lustfully. My hands combed through his dark hair as he wiggled out of his skinny jeans. He was getting very hard, I could tell. His heart was pounding, at least as fast as mine.
"Damn, I want you." I moaned as he licked his finger sexily.
"More than anything?" he prompted, pulling down his boxers slowly.
As soon as he was naked, I attacked him with another kiss. "More than ANYTHING." then I grabbed his muscular arms and dragged him into the shower with me, shutting the door.
Suddenly, Inseperable by the man who I had married himself, began to play. That was our song....
He smiled, this time sweetly, and kissed me gently, lovingly, and sweetly. I wrapped my arms around his waist, stroking the small of his back and then grabbing his perfect ass. He smiled against my lips.
Then he pulled away. "You ready?" I loved that about Joe... He would never do something unless I was ready.
"I was born ready," was my breathless response.
He smiled, kissing me again, then shoved the full length of his cock into me. I hissed in pleasure, and Joe rubbed my breasts. I stroked his muscly thighs, giggling when they bulged, possibly from the waves of pleasure coarsing through his body.
He and I began moaning. His were throaty, deep, and sexy. Mine were shrill and excited sounding. I think I was moaning more than he was. It just felt so gooood....
"Ooooh.. Joseph... Don't stop!" I begged in complete ecstasy. "Faster!" he complied. Soon it was almost to the rythm of the falling water in the shower. Damn, be could be so fast.
He pressed me against the wall and began kissing my neck, but I didn't feel it. My body was coarsing eith a powerful electric pleasure. My spine tingled, my legs twitched, my pussy tightened here and there.
"God, Ill never forget how good you feel... You're so..OH! Tight...." Joe's legs were twitching spasmodically now. He was getting close, and so was I.
"Im almost there!" I shrieked, begging him to keep going, to hit me harder. It was an undescribable power that was building inside me. I needed my release. I needed Joe to release me. And I told him so.
"Aaaaaaaugh!!!" Joe screamed in complete satisfaction as he came inside me, continuing to shoot his multiple loads as he thrusted. Some splattered on the tiles. I licked it up.
Now.... Now it was my turn.
I squeaked right before my orgasm overtook me. Then I screamed, much the way Joe had. God, god, god.... I had never had a more powerful orgasm in my life.
Joe pulled out of me, panting. "Wow..." was all he could manage to say. We were soaked and our skin had turned red. Joe's cock was still emptying smaller loads, and he was still groaning. I kissed him, stroking his cock.
"Oh, Cally... Shower sex is the best damn thing... Ever..." he was still shivering from the ferocity of the orgasm, much as I was.
"We need to do that again sometime..." I commented, gasping.
He nodded.
"But we better start dinner now, or the steaks will get over-marinated." the sudden change in subject surprised me, but I knew he was right.
"Oh yum! Steak!" I said as cheerfully as possible.
Joseph smiled, kissed me again, and then turned off the shower. "I love you."
"Oh, Joe... I love you too..." I wrapped my arms around him and held him there, cherishing him like a keepsake. "So much..."
~FIN~