Shower Time Spicy Audio Story by Salty Vixen

Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “Shower Time”. Dear Doctor, My Alpha Male, My Dom, Sir. I can’t stop thinking about you. Dirty words are thoughts in my mind I want to make a reality with you. I want you to Take me, control me, make me yours.

Take me, use me, use me up. Then down.

Play with me, make me your plaything, your own Salty Vixen toy.

Fuck me, suck me, lick me. Clean. Make me filthy and let’s do it all again.

That is exactly what I want, Sir. Make me your personal plaything, your Sub and Mistress… As we are bound together in both fantasy & Reality.

I have to take a shower, will you watch me? Let’s begin…

Water cascaded down my naked body, streaming over my Double-D breasts, running over my firm ass, trickling into my most feminine places. Yes, Sir, watched me silently, not wanting to alert me to your presence.

I poured shower gel onto a loofah and began to soap myself liberally. Water mixed with suds covering my body in the most sensual display you had ever seen. I gently rubbed the sponge first around my neck and shoulders in round motions. As I moved down my body your beautiful cock grew harder and harder.

The soapy loofah was circling my tits now, causing my nipples to stand erect and so inviting. My eyes were closed and I moaned softly in relaxing pleasure. My hand moved lower, gliding over my smooth tummy and down to my pussy.

My cunt lips were slightly swollen with pleasure and you caught the slight scent of my femaleness over the fruity smell of the soap. As you looked on I began to generously soap and rub my genitals. My hips moving slightly in a motion of pure lust.

Your own hand trailed to your groin rubbing your cock almost absently through your jeans. My other hand rubbed my breasts, gently squeezing and caressing them. You almost gasped aloud as I dropped the loofah and buried my fingers into my aroused slit.

I ran 3 fingers up and down my cunt lips, deep into my crevice, I picked one leg up and placed it on the water spout, you could see perfectly as I plunged first one and then two fingers into my pussy hole. I began to finger fuck myself slowly at first. My other hand was now pinching and pulling my large nipples, my head was thrown back in pleasure.

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The speed of me stroking digits increased and my hips were now thrusting hard and fast against my wrist. All at once I cried out my release and slumped against the shower wall for a few moments.

You were mesmerized as I pulled my fingers out of my sopping pussy and brought them to my lips. I sucked each one slowly tasting my own sex.

I then resumed my showering as if nothing had happened. You stood up then, deciding to make your presence known. “Good morning, precious.” You drawled with a big grin. You had slid out of your own clothes and stood before me fully nude, your erect cock standing at throbbing attention.

I saw you perfectly through the clear glass door and my face flushed as I realized that you had just watched me masturbating. “Oh Fuck, I am so embarrassed,” I stammered crossing my arms over my chest.

You opened the door and stepped into the shower with me. “Don’t be, that was the best way to start my day. There’s only one way to make it better.” You smiled devilishly and pulled my wet body against your own. Your cock pressed into my rear as you moved sensually against me.

I moaned and reached between my legs to grab your cock and guide it into my tight pussy. You cried out as you entered my velvet softness. Sir, I was hot, wet, and so tight. You knew that you would explode in climax in just a few moments.

Together we moved, your fingers were dug into my hips and my hands pressed against the shower wall. Your thrusts grew deeper and faster; the feel of my cunt clinging to your hot flesh was pure ecstasy. “Fuck! I’m cumming,” I moaned out and you felt my entire body tighten around you milking your own cum from deep inside you.

With one last great stroke you filled me with your hot seed, stream after stream of it flooding my womb. I straightened up and you held me close against your chest, the warm water washing over us.