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For a particular fan with red hair

The water cascades over your head, plastering your hair to the back of your neck, flowing warm across your naked skin. You’re warm, wet, naked… and so horny, that point in your cycle where you hunger for sex so bad you can taste it. Temptation leads your fingertips to glide across your slick skin, across your pale pink nipples hardening them to little red points, across the soft skin of your belly, down to the soft, sacred delta between your thighs. The soft cry you make when your fingertip strokes your tingling outer lips is lost beneath the roar of the water - with one hand against the tiled wall, you spread your legs and gently touch yourself.

Strokes, soft tugs of your inner lips, little circles on your clit. You feel yourself opening, warming…

The glass door of the shower slides open, and you feel someone step in behind you. Strong hands touch your sides, your buttocks, soft kisses on the back of your neck, something hard and insistent pressing against the small of your back…

He leans you forward at the hips, gently nudges your feet wider apart, wider… You feel him grip your hip and take his shaft in his other hand, rubbing it back and forth in your slick, hot, slit, the throbbing purple head circling over your lips, your clit, your opening… the head catches there, and you feel his other hand grip your other hip, pulling you back onto his cock.

You let out a deep, satisfied moan as your opening stretches wide and the length of him sinks inch by precious inch into your willing, fertile pussy. With three gentle strokes, he bottoms out - the boastful crown resting, aching & straining against your ripe cervix. “you’re so wet…” he gasps as he begins to move again, slick slow pumps that drag every ridge and vein of his cock across your sensitive walls. You moan together, feeling each other throb in excitement. 

“here…” he reaches up and detaches the shower head, bringing it down and underneath you both so that the constant spray of water blasts across your clit and swollen lips. You yelp and come almost instantly from the intense clash of sensation, your cunt greedily fluttering over the length of his long, deliciously curved cock.

“oh god… oh you’re…” he speeds up his thrusts, excited beyond measure by the suckling warmth of your orgasm. His cock swells inside you, thickening, hardening… he pushes as deep as he possibly can and with a cry you feel him throbbing, pulsing inside you, a hot electric pulse from his potent seed coating your walls and filling your open and willing young womb.