Erotic Story: Wobbly legs

Sweaty, with a bright red face, I step into the shower. It has been a long time since a workout has exhausted me this much. The salty taste of my heat lingers on my upper lip and I sigh as the stream of water hits my face. Somewhere below, I hear the front door close. Sylvie is home and a wave of excitement courses through me. As I wet my hair and carefully spread shampoo on my hands and massage it in, I hear footsteps on the stairs. I am about to rinse my hair when the bathroom door opens. “Wow, its smells good in here!” she exclaims excitedly. “Then you should have smelled me just now”, I joke. She bursts out laughing and then leans against the sink to look at me unabashedly. “How was it?” “Tough. Long time ago since I’ve left the gym on such wobbly legs.” “Well, it can’t be that bad, right?!” she chuckles. I close my eyes and let the warm water wash away the last remnants of the gym. When I open my eyes, I see that she is slowly starting to undress. “I think I might have to take a closer look at those wobbly legs of yours to check if you’re telling the truth.” With her most mischievous look, she throws her panties through the air and joins me in the shower, completely naked. My breathing quickens and I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. Her deep-brown eyes watch me intently and for a moment, silence seems to fall. As if we both want to fully take in this moment. She takes a step towards me and I see her nipples respond to the first warm streams of water. They poke out proudly and when she sees me admiring them, she grabs her breasts firmly to lift them slightly and releases them again. “You caught me”, I grin excitedly. Before we can say anything, we kiss each other as if we’ve had to live without each other for months.

My breath is caught somewhere in my throat. Our tongues dance wildly together. The taste of fresh peppermint tingles my taste buds. Her hands slide over my wet back, between my hair and finally find my butt. In turn, I let my hands slide over her breasts. She moans softly in my mouth with every touch. Her sounds are the most arousing sounds I’ve ever heard. Our bodies press ever closer together and the shower stream feels warmer and warmer. As my nipples brush hers, I feel the rest of my body start to tingle as well. Gently, she lets one of her hands slide down between us. “I wonder if I can make your legs just as wobbly too.” Her voice sounds controlled and sexy. I automatically spread my legs a little further apart to give her room. Her fingers tickle my inner thighs, graze my sensitive spot and effortlessly slide through my folds. I dig my nails into her shoulders the moment she gets even remotely close. A moan escapes her lips. That blissful sound again. It seems to penetrate deep within, just like her fingers which she alternately moves inside me. Her fingers feel warm and wet and her rhythm is maddening. My legs seem to grow weaker by the minute. She has me exactly where she wants me. I grab her butt and press my lower body even tighter against hers. Water splashes over us from the showerhead. The shower stall is fogged up and, here and there, some heated droplets trickle down the glass. Just when I think it can’t get any hotter, she pulls her fingers away and tears herself away from our kiss. She looks at me with an intense gaze and, as we seem to drown in each other’s eyes, she sinks to her knees.

Effortlessly, she throws one of my legs over her shoulder and casts me another short, intense look before burying her face between my legs. Her tongue feels warm and wet, and the way she moves it instantly makes me crave more. My heart is pounding in my throat and my breathing becomes ragged and uncontrolled. I look down for a moment. Her eyes are closed, water’s trickling down her face and her expression betrays that she is enjoying me. She gently sucks on my clit, licks along my folds then slides her warm tongue flat over my sensitive skin. I press my palms flat against the shower wall, hoping to find some grip, but I can’t. My legs start to shake. Her fingernails scrape the delicate skin around my butt. The muscles in my inner thighs tense and relax and the bathroom fills with the primal cries escaping my throat. When I feel my climax is close, I fill my hand with her dark curls. She moans against my heat; sending delicious vibrations through me. She kisses, licks and sucks my clit with dedication. My body grows hot; it takes the last of my energy to stay upright. I lean further and further against the cold tiles and, before I know it, my orgasm washes over my body and takes possession of me.

Once I’ve recovered a little, I open my eyes and meet Sylvie’s proud gaze. “I told you that your post-workout wobbling wasn’t that bad.” She winks and stands up straight. She opens her mouth to fill it with water from the jet. Fuck, she’s so sexy. I admire her body and glance at the marks my fingernails have left on her shoulders. A sense of pride washes over me. “Come here”, I say softly as I pick up the bottle of shower gel. “Let me lather you up.” Judging by the look in her eyes, I can tell she knows what I actually mean.