6 A.M: Ride The Wave

You tell Krystal to lead the way and follow her in. She hits the handle in the shower and knocks it upwards, starting the spray. Singing some pop rap song or another, she bends over to slide her hurts down, looking around her thighs at you.

You push yourself up on the counter, letting your eyelids drop lower to disguise your gaze. Slowly, you drink in her body. With out a word she steps into the shower and let's the water soak over her bidy, the rivulets highlighting her beauty.

"You gonna join in or you gonna sleep all day?"

You take your time snswering, making her wait for the decision.

"I'm just gonna watch you for a minute."

Turning for show, she takes a minute before picking up a bottle of body soap. She over exaggerates lathering her hands and then turns towards you. She looks down at herself as she slowly, slowly, tubs her hands across her chest, over her arms, her sides, and then back up to her chest.

Tilting her head back up enough to give you a devilish smirk, she pinches her nipple, and them pulls it before cupping her entire breast. She repeats with the other side.

Then her hands meet in the middle and slide down over the smooth sea of chocolate, racing a snails race to the place between her thighs...

You were just there, but she's got you intrigued now, curious to see what could be hiding in between the folds. This is why Krystal's a dancer. There's a certain magic in her air.

Up comes one foot to sit on the porcelain wall, the corresponding hand swinging around to wash her backside. Then the switch. The other cheek being washed.

"Still just wanna watch?"

She never had to ask twice. Sliding off the counter, you snap the button to your jeans and drop them in concert with your boxers. Your flagpole stands ready to be spiked somewhere. You take a moment to kick off your shoes and socks.

In Krystal. Next is the shirt, giving those green eyes their first look at what the gym does for you. She purrs appeciatively. Stepping into the shower, nearly no time elapses before hands are waving around your somewhat barreled chest, leaving soapy streaks in their wake.

The urge to kiss her grows with each passing moment, and the mood starts to change from sexy to intimate.

Fuck that.

You turn around and let her wash your back. Nails rake lightly down your spine, followed by an open palm. Then a book pinch. You jump a little and immediately clench your asscheeks.

She laughs and then "oohs" at the flexed flesh.

Dropping to her knees, she continues to wash your legs, and then kisses your cheeks, one at a time.

As the soap falls away from you, you urn to face her again. Eye to eye with your cock, Krystal drops the tough shit act and her face openly shows her excitement. She late hers her hands again.

One hand, and then two wrap around the base of your cock. She twists and strokes, twists, and strokes, twists and strokes. The hand closest to your base slides lower to clean your balls, and then she resumes, twisting and stroking, twisting, and stroking.

Then she pulls you forward a little bit, letting you step completely into the spray. Once she's satisfied soap won't get in her way, she lifts your manhood above her and licks the underside before completely enveloping your tip. Eyes closed, she takes her time bobbing up and down, enjoying herself on you.

"Ahh, shit.."

Can't help but fisting her hair. You old out for as long as you can, but then start pumping her throat. Deeper and deeper until your public hair is in her nose and your balls are running her chin.

You let her up after a five count. The. Reapeat. 5 five counts later she's slightly disoriented. You use that time to pick her up and turn her around. Using on her shoulder blades but holding her hip, you bend her over.

Finding the entrance, you touch it ever so slightly before slamming in in one smooth thrust.

Krystal yelps and wiggles and shakes in your grasp. Long low moans escape her lips as you Jack hammer her. A few minutes later you take a breath break. In that break, though, you bend down and lift one of her legs by the ankle.

Then you continue to devastate her from behind.

You look down to watch your work since the mirror is fogged (and honestly you can be kind of vain) and become intrigued by how her asshole seems to wink at you on every outsroke.

You become curious if she can take you back there. You snack her ass, buy them slide the hand down to the hole. Careful not to lose your balance or cause your ebony lover to fall, you push in. She takes it with a whimper of pleasure.

Before you can further investigate, however, the water runs cold.

Ever the gentleman, you let her get out and dry off first. To return the favor, she dries you off as well after you've killed the water.

Down on her knees, she gives extra attention to your cock and balls before reluctantly getting up.

She opens the bathroom door to let you out first, and without even wrapping a towel around you, you exit the room.