Hold off and exit the shower

It takes Herculean effort, but I hold back from cumming. I may very well have many more opportunities to fuck Lila, but even if that is true, I want this first time with her to be as prolonged as possible.

As Lila recovers from her orgasm, I keep my cock free from contact with her, but my hands are busily exploring every curve and crevice of her gorgeous body. When she has finally regained her breath, she focuses her attention on me — particularly my rock-hard cock — and says, “What’s this? Holding out for more?”

I grin and reply, “There’s a lot more I want to do, but I don’t want to run up my parents’ water bill by doing it all in here.”

I shut off the water and take her by the hand. I lean in to kiss her, careful not to allow too much stimulation to my still-sensitive cock. With our lips locked together, I push the shower curtain out of the way and step back, leading her out of the shower.

And that’s when I first notice that we’re not alone in the bathroom.

I bump into someone and I spin around in surprise. With all of the noise Lila and I were making, it isn’t surprising that someone could come into the bathroom without our noticing it. What is impossible to believe is that whoever came into the bathroom honestly thought that it was unoccupied. Not only is the room filled with steam from the hot shower, but for the past several minutes, the air was thick with the steamy sounds of our bodies slapping against each other and Lila’s loud moans of approval, encouraging me in my relentless hammering of her prized cunt.

I open my mouth to object to being spied on, but my words are cut short at the sight of the interloper. In front of me is a young woman — perhaps 23 or 24 — with short, blonde hair, and breasts that must be surgically enhanced. Clearly their size is not exaggerated by padding in her bra, because she hasn’t a stitch of clothing on her body.

“Amanda?” Lila asks from behind me. “What are you doing in here?”

The woman looks back and forth between me and Lila. Specifically, she looks up and down as she looks at me. I am so surprised that it takes me a moment to realize that my cock is pointed straight at her, dripping with water and copious amounts of precum. I quickly bring my hands in front of me and try to cover myself — a thing that is not easy to do when your cock insists upon remaining rigid.

“Lila! I didn’t realize it was you in here,” says Amanda. “I just finished a scene and planned on meeting Brad in my dressing room. When I heard all the fun in here, I assumed he brought someone back with him to play. I’m sorry I interrupted.”

I’m still trying to figure out how I’m supposed to respond when I hear Lila laugh easily behind me. “Let me introduce the two of you.” Without any apparent concern about all three of us being naked or that Amanda has been listening in on at least part of our rousing sex session, Lila introduces us. I learn that Amanda is one of the newer actresses here at the studio, and she has the dressing room that adjoins the bathroom. As Lila tells Amanda who I am, I try to act as casual as the two ladies are, but I don’t have quite the same experience as they do. Sex is an important part of my life, but I don’t have millions of people watch me fuck the way Lila and Amanda do.

I stand there, still awkwardly trying to cover my boner, as Lila says, “Brad is one of our up-and-coming stars. He and Amanda got paired up to fuck together in their first film, and they basically haven’t stopped.” She directs her words to Amanda, saying, “Can’t say I blame you, either, dear. Don’t you just love the way his cock curves up the way it does? It’s like it was made to zero in on my g-spot.”

As I said, this is all quite awkward for me, but the sight of this gorgeous, naked actress in front of me, coupled with the fresh mental images of her and Lila getting impaled by the same dick, only fuel the raging hormones that are keeping my cock at full hardness. I decide that if I’m going to work here in the studio, I might as well fully embrace the culture.