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I couldn’t speak, too afraid that my voice would shake like my insides.
“You are very pretty down there.” His voice was low as he appraised me, “I appreciate that you shave it off, it suits you.”
My gulp was audible as he got to his knees and tucked his hand between my thighs, pulling them apart. I opened for him, allowing him access to my most intimate part. His dark greying hair reflected the light above as he leaned forward and inspected me, using his fingers to open my slit and peek. I released a shuddery breath, unsure what I was supposed to be feeling. Heat was building in the pit of my stomach as I watched him, eager to see some sort of appreciation on his face.
He lifted his gaze and pushed a finger inside me, smiling when I bit my lip. The naughtiness of his touch made me soak his finger with my juices. His eyelids were heavy, his mouth slightly open. My knees shook as the intensity of his gaze and his smooth finger sent shocks of desire from me.
“Are you...” His breath grew heavy, “...still intact?”
Furrowing my brow, I swallowed, not sure what... oh...
“I- I erm...” Stuttering, I moved away from him, quickly slipping into the shower so I could hide.
Avoiding his gaze through the glass wall, I switched the water on and ducked under it.When I re-emerged, Joe was undoing his shirt, each button slowly, one at a time. I stepped to the back of the shower, facing him. A very fine layer of black hairs coated his pecs, sweeping from one nipple to the other. Admiring the ridges of muscle as he shrugged off his shirt, I blinked the water from my eyes. For an older man, he was in impeccable shape. Unlike me; I was holding a few extra pounds around the midriff. I hadn't been able to shift it since puberty. Not that the copious amount of chocolate and wine helped, of course.
“Do you think any less of me?” I asked through the rush of water. My eyes were glued to his hands as he unclipped his smart trousers and let them drop to the stone floor.
His strong thighs clenched as he kicked the material away from his feet, smooth and experienced, all at the same time. His tight underwear hugged the length of his cock, trapping it against his stomach. I swallowed down a gulp as he lowered his underwear, allowing his penis to spring free. The thickness of him made me put a hand on my stomach. He was already extremely aroused and extremely big, the whole length of him longer than my vibrator, which I didn't think was possible. Shit, how naïve I was.
“Your innocence is something to be proud of,” he murmured, his deep voice caressing my core. “I'm honoured that you're trusting me with it.”
I swear his cock grew even thicker as he stepped into the shower and reached through the water for me. He turned me so I faced the glass wall and pulled me tight against him. I tried not to wiggle as his penis prodded my back, making me feel all sorts of nervous. My hands shook as I kept them by my sides, not sure what to do with them.
“I... I feel like a young teenager,” I said, “embarrassed that I'm still a virgin.”
Not being able to see his face made it easier to speak my truth. There was something about his energy that invited me to open up... just a little.
His hands ran from my elbows and up my arms, onto my shoulders, spreading a soft foam over me. I hadn’t even heard him get the shower gel, I’d been too engrossed in the feel of him pressed against my back. The bubbles burst against my skin, tickling my senses and tightening the knot in my stomach even more. The fan of his breath on my neck made me shudder.
“I like it,” he whispered, trailing his hand down my stomach and burying it between my legs as the water ran over our backs, “it turns me on.”
My head fell back against his shoulder as his finger circled my clit, swirling and pressing. The tingles started instantly as he exerted his expertise, his precise movements sending delicious sparks into my core. I pressed my hands against the glass, gasping as his head dropped to my neck and he nibbled me, kissing my skin straight after to soothe the sharp sting.
“Do you want this?” He released the pressure and the building tingles stopped.
Grabbing his hand, I pressed it against me, nodding desperately. My breath became uneven as his fingers went back to work, swirling and pinching my sensitive clit. The pleasure returned, rising and increasing until I shook violently, bucking my hips to meet his hand.
“Cum for me, little one,” he encouraged, the gravel of his tone strained as he held me up.
Hearing how turned on he was, I rocked my hips back, enjoying the pulsing length of him as it pressed firmly against my back. He caught me off guard, slipping a finger inside me and teasing my entrance at the same time as my clit. The gorgeous shocks of pleasure crested and exploded, spreading from my core and shaking my whole body violently. Joe held me tight against him, keeping his hand still so I could enjoy the orgasm that ripped through me.
“That was delicious,” he murmured against my neck.
As the vibrations started to ebb, I reached behind me and gripped his cock, sliding my fingers down the length of him. His breath caught in his throat as one of his hands cupped my tit, squeezing gently. I increased the pressure on his shaft, turning slightly so I could get a better grip. His fingers wrapped around my wrist, gently guiding me up and down to a rhythm that he obviously enjoyed. His eyes were heavy as he watched me, his gaze intent on my face. I licked my lips, uncomfortable with the intimate attention while he helped me pleasure him. His free hand travelled up the inside of my thigh, caressing my skin. He suddenly went still, increasing the pressure on my hand when I tried to pump his length again.
“What's that?” He growled, stroking the very inside of my thigh.
A cold sweat made me shiver as I tried to pull away. He kept me trapped, holding tight to my wrist. The flush of shame that burned my neck made me drop my gaze.
“It's just stretchmark scars,” I said, feeling like a child who had been caught with stolen chocolate.
Lifting my chin, Joe stared into my eyes. “Let me see.”
I shook my head, realising that Joe's penis still pulsed hard in my hand. Apparently, he didn't get turned off easily.
“No, I'd prefer–”
His finger covered my lips to silence me. “If we're going to do this, I want to know all of you.”
