Bared to Him by Jan Springer

realized what he was about
to do to her.
    “ Touch your breasts.”
    Arousal
coursed through her at his rough voice. She did as he asked, the
thought of him watching her touching herself, almost made her come
on the spot.
    She kept
eye contact with him as she reached up, and cupped her breasts. A
muscle jumped in his right cheek as he watched. She pulled and
twisted her nipples and they became quite stiff. Tension built
quickly inside her vagina.
    He slid
the showerhead between her thighs. He held the item a few inches
away from her body and aimed the pummelling spurts of water at her
pussy. She gasped at the intoxicating impact. Using the stream of
water, he leisurely traced her pussy lips, spraying the pulsating
water over her sleek folds.
    With his
other hand, he reached up and opened her labia. When the water hit
her clit, pleasure zipped through her sensitive bundle of nerves.
She cried out at the wicked impact and gyrated her hips as arousal
coursed through her.
    Quickly,
he dropped the showerhead and moved his head forward. She cried out
as his ultra-hot mouth melted over her pussy. He sucked her clit
between his lips, his tongue dabbing, and stroking until she
shivered at the electric sizzles enveloping her.
    Frantic
now, she grabbed his head, her fingers twining into his hair. She
panted and held tight, bucking against him as she exploded in a
shower of pleasure.
    His
tongue slipped into her pussy and he sucked. The exquisite pressure
destroyed her senses sending all thoughts to spinning away. Warm
cream streamed down her vagina and into his mouth.
    She heard
him growl as he lapped and sipped at her pussy. Her thighs quivered
and her legs weakened as he continued to suck. When her tremors
ebbed, he grabbed the showerhead and aimed it once against her too
sensitive clit. She shattered as another orgasm quickly
mounted.
    Before
she could come, he dropped the showerhead and his hands gripped her
wrists. Forcefully he pulled her hands from his hair. Her eyes
popped open with surprise, but excitement roared through her as he
suddenly stood. Using his teeth, he ripped open the condom package
and within seconds, he had his engorged cock sheathed.
    He turned
toward her. His lips were red, his face flushed. His gaze captured
hers.
    “ I want you so bad, Miranda,” he whispered. He was breathing
harshly and his voice was so thick with excitement that she could
feel his emotions crash over her senses.
    Exhilaration. Arousal. Domination.
    She
whimpered as he lowered his head. His mouth covered hers like a
heat-seeking missile. His cockhead stretched into her vagina about
two inches. His girth was immense. Impossibly big.
    He
stopped his cock from entering any further, and then he broke the
kiss.
    “ Do you want me?” he muttered. His hot breath fanned over her
face.
    Frustration and arousal scrambled through her.
    “ I want you. I need you. Fuck me,” she demanded.
    His mouth
slid over hers again, his tongue probing deep into her mouth, the
invasion sending shivery sensations cascading through
her.
    He bucked
his hips and she cried out as he thrust his cock into her. Her
inner muscles quickly stretched and accommodated the long, swollen
intrusion. He withdrew and thrust into her again. In the way he
angled his cock, his thickness erotically rubbed against her clit,
creating an awesome friction. He thrust harder. Faster.
    An
explosion rocketed through her. She shuddered and gyrated her hips,
moving swiftly into the pleasure. Her vagina tightened around his
flesh like a vise.
    He
groaned.
    She bucked against him. She loved the quakes raining down on
her. Loved the exhilaration dancing through her mind. She
loved him .
    At that
thought happiness seared through her. She loved him. Had for some
time. Why hadn’t she seen it before? She pushed her question away
and flowed all the way into the pleasure.
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    “ How does it feel when you Turn?” Miranda asked as she lay
wrapped in his strong arms, her pussy pleasantly