Adrenaline

Janet's body began thrumming like a guitar, and I continued to play it. The rhythm of her body's movement picked up pace faster and faster. Right at the edge of bliss, I stop and whisper, "No Songbird, not good enough, at least not yet."

Stepping back I said, "Come with me, Songbird."

I walked into the bath room and leaned against the vanity and wait for you to come in.
 
My heart fluttered as your hand continued to touch me in such an erotic fashion. My body moved against yours, rubbing my backside against your growing bulge and my fluids now freely running down your hand. I was surprised to feel you stop however. Feeling that I had little choice now, I follow you into the bathroom and come in, as if I was in a daze.
 
Watching you as you come into the small dank bathroom I grab your arm, spinning you toward me and kiss you. My lips smashed against yours, tongue driving deep into your mouth, searching each little space.

"First things first, Songbird, I want to watch you take a shower," I whisper while looking deep into your eyes. "After you are done, I will step in, and you will wash me. Can you do these two things for me?"
 
I was caught off guard by that passionate kiss. My eyes closed, I enjoyed the feeling of your tongue going deep into my mouth, tasting every bit of my saliva and mouth as you hold me in place. I open my eyes as you break the kiss; staring right at you and you ask me to go into the shower and once you step in, wash you.

"I can do those things." I say simply, slowly waking over to the shower and turning on the water. After the show, the warm water going down on my skin certainly felt nice. Not knowing if you were watching me shower or not, I run the soft across my soft skin, going to my chest, breasts, legs and pussy, going over every inch of my body.
 
I watch as you wash yourself, watching you caress yourself, clearly oblivious to the fact I am watching. As you wash your hair, I strip off the remainders of my clothes and step in at the back of the tub, my eyes fixed on your taut little body.

As the suds clear form your hair and you can see me, I whisper, "Now, Songbird, wash me."
 
Still unaware of your presence, I began to wash my hair, with the shampoo's foam blurring my vision. That is, until it washed off and I saw there in the tub, staring right at me. Following your lead, I nod as I pick up the bar of soap and move in close to you. I wash your strong chest, working my way around your torso and sliding the soap over your arms, eventually sliding down, going over your massive cock pointing out to me.
 
I sigh as your hand wraps around my cock, finger tips not quite touching as you stroke its length. "From now on Songbird, when you come to my room, the first thing to do is shower and clean us both, understood?"
 
"Yes Thomas." I say, as my hands continued to run up and down your shaft, using the soap to go over it. Hesitantly, I let my fingertips rest on your hard cock as I move my hand around it. I move downwards, taking my time to run the soap up and down your strong thighs and legs.
 
I run my hands over your hips and across the flat plain of your stomach feeling your skin ripple with my touch. As your hips roll forward slightly, I turn my hand and push down between your legs letting my fingers wrap to cup your sex.

Grasping your neck, I pull you into me, my tongue thrusting into your mouth as my middle finger dives into your hot wet opening. "Do you want me to fuck you Songbird?"
 
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