Against the wall

"My god, that was amazing," Jackie said as her breathing finally slowed enough to talk and her fingers stroked his hair. Tom stood up from the floor of the shower and pinned Jackie’s body against the tile wall, covering her mouth with a passionate kiss. His hands stroked her breasts and pinched her swollen nipples. She grasped his manhood as it pressed into her belly just above her mound and found it solid oak. She spread her legs wide and poked his tip into her oozing slit.

"You just can't get enough, can you?" Tom said lustily. He thrust hard with his hips and impaled her against the shower wall; they both groaned loudly in passion. He pounded into her cunt rapidly as the water splashed over their soaked bodies.

"I love how you pound my pussy. You're gonna make me cum so hard again!" she said, while panting hard from the fucking he gave her. She let out a moan that turned into a shriek. Her dirty talk had him wild.

She was soon screaming again in another climax, and he rested his arms on the wall next to her head and pummeled her with his urgent cock, grunting hard with each stroke. She raked his back with her fingernails, her body uncontrollable in its ecstasy; her sex muscles pulsed around his member, pushing him faster toward his release.

Jackie’s undulating body and vocal orgasm soon had Tom roaring like a lion as his manhood blasted her pussy walls with hot cum, intensifying her pleasure even more. The speed of his thrusts doubled while his spunk squirted quickly out, filling her cunt and dripping slowly out. She peaked again from this onslaught.

They both slumped as their ecstasy waned, and they slid down the wall until they were resting on the floor with water sprinkling down from above.

“I’ve never come that many times in so little time,” Jackie exclaimed through heavy panting breaths.

“Neither have I, Jackie,” said Tom, exhausted.

Slowly they collected themselves from their passionate merging, got out of the shower and dried off. He pinched and teased her, making it hard for her to get dressed, but she returned the favor by kissing him and groping his fine body while he tried to dress.

Tom finally left Jackie’s house, looking over his shoulder at her and grinning. “I’ll see you next time I’m in town. Maybe around Thanksgiving or Christmas,” he said sincerely.

She waved at him with a satisfied grin on her face and said, “Maybe we can have a repeat performance then.” Then she winked at him. He turned and walked to his car. He carried a thermos mug of coffee that she’d poured for him. He got in, waved again out the window and pulled away.