Is That Even a Question?

Daisy practically ran into the bathroom while you took your time, you know, with your knees still a little weak from Daisy's wake up BJ. By the time you join her, she has already shed her tank top/jeans combo(the fact she rarely wears panties still surprises you and turns you on to no end) and has the bathroom filled with steam from the shower.

Inside the walk-in shower, you can barely make out Daisy's form behind the glass. You quietly enter and briefly take in the beauty in front of you. Daisy stands under the shower head, water cascading over her lithe body. How did you get so lucky?

Rather than dwell on that question, you walk behind Daisy and wrap your arms around her, burying your face into her neck. She gently grasps your hands and guides them to her breasts. While you kiss and nibble the nape of her neck, she begins using your hands to stimulate her rather sensitive nipples.

Having just gotten off(in spectacular fashion no less), you are in no hurry as you feel your away around Daisy's body. You two have had so much intimate action that you know the contours of her body better than the books at your club. Still, you take the time to re-familiarize yourself with her body.

Met with more resistance than you had anticipated, you managed to free one of your hands from her grasp and begin to snake your way lower.

"Aw, are you already tired of my little tits? OH!" She gasps as you gently pinch her other nipple with your other hand.

"Not a chance darling." You fully assure her, just in case your action wasn't convincing enough(hint: it was). "But you should know by now that I really enjoy multi-tasking."

"Mm, I didn't think most men were capable of such complicated ventures." She teases.

You stop your hand just above her slit, millimeters from her clit. She moans in anticipation.

"I'm not most men." You answer back as you gently brush your fingers across her sensitive area, sending shivers through her body.

"You talk a big game cowboy but I still have my doubts." Her voice trembles as she reaches behind and gently strokes your increasingly hard cock.

"I think my work will speak for itself momentarily." You respond as you begin rubbing her outer pussy lips, carefully avoiding her clit. The anticipation is starting to have an effect on Daisy as she has stopped using your other hand to stimulate her nipple and is instead gripping it close to her chest. You can feel her heart pounding while her breathing is already ragged.

You've got her on the cusp. Feeling she's had enough teasing you gently penetrate her with your middle finger, slowly massaging her inner walls as you work your way to her sweet spot. In response, Daisy begins grinding on your hand, trying to get you deeper in side her.

"OH! Holy Shit!" She says through gritted teeth.

Her grip loosens on your other hand, which is probably for the best because now you're able to wrap your arm around her stomach, giving her additional support as her knees slowly buckle.

She leans her head back and looks at you with deep lust in her eyes. You can't help yourself and you latch onto her lips with passion and fury. You eventually enter a second finger inside her tight pussy while using your thumb to play with her clit. She's also grinding into your hand hard. Between all three stimulation's, it isn't long before you have her over the edge.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!" She screams in passion.

Her orgasm hits her hard and fast. Her pussy walls grip your fingers tightly as you feel a flood of her warm juices cover your hand. Had you not wrapped your arm around her, she surely would have lost her balance.

You hold her tightly as she slowly comes down from her orgasmic bliss. Despite the still hot water still cascading over the two of you, you can feel her body shivering in your arms.

She looks up to you with dream-like eyes.

"Well?" You ask rhetorically.

"I may have been mistaken in assuming you couldn't multitask." She smiles weakly.