Attractive Young Man

I risk opening my eyes and see an attractive, about late college-age, young man showering nearby. He is trying to act as though he's not aware of me but is doing a very bad job at it. I quickly catch him staring at me, looking me up and down, only to hastily look away the moment our eyes met, and quickly proceeds to make as innocent a face as possible. We laughed together as I declare, "Oooh, owww, my eyes!", before closing them and turning to face the stream of water, rinsing the shampoo from them.

Once I manage to finish, I return my gaze his way, and I blow him a kiss; with that, I proceed to watch as a started expression appears on his face for a split second before he relaxes considerably with the realization that I was playing with him, and didn’t mind his attention. A smile spreads on his face as his mind races through the possibility, lust clear in his eyes, and not shying away in the least from revealing his interest. I seductively wave at him with my right hand and watch as he quickly, without saying a word, moves from his shower to standing behind me. I wiggle my rear side to side before him. I let out a playful squawk as I felt his right arm grab a firm grip around my waist. I smile in excitement at his touch and quickly find myself sharing a shower stall with him.

I can feel his warm breath caress my shoulder, quickly followed by his lips closing down in a soft kiss. I moan and feel his body press against mine, his hard rod pressed against the soft mount of my clit. I briefly remember that I'm in a public shower, and others can, and likely are watching, as this plays out. The thought dies almost as soon as it arrives, quickly replaced with the notion of 'well then, let them watch'. After last night, I found myself more desiring intercourse and taking full advantage of every opportunity I see. If others see me at it, then so be it, right?

To my surprise, I don't know who he is and find myself not even caring. Almost by primal instinct, I rub myself against his body, causing his cock to go darting dangerously between my legs and against my mound. I moan again, louder this time, only to be cut mid-way through, my cry greatly decreasing in volume, as his hand claps down tightly around my throat.

I gasp and feel his cock being pressed into my pussy. My body gives a quick shake, as an orgasm seems to cascade through me in a rush. I moan softly, my face turning a bright shade of red and all the while feeling how he pressed his cock in deeper and deeper with each thrust. I moan softly, my body willing and helpless to his whims. I feel him thrust slowly, but forcefully into me, taking his time as he pounds himself upon me. I lead far over and place my hands on the shower's wall to steady myself and he claims me. I moan softly, "Uggg ahh ugghh ah yea. . . fuck ughh yea. . . ." between gasps, my breath growing ragged. I feel my body orgasm several times in quick succession, as he pounds me hard, forcing himself deep into me, stretching my body before him as he claims me for his pleasure.

My legs spread wide for him, my supple body willing and eager to be used. I moan again, however softly, as a powerful climax blows through me, and my body shakes slightly as I feel the sudden outpouring of pleasure hit me then and there. I feel myself being used, in the presence of so many, and I find it thrilling.

I can see from my reflection that my face has taken on a deeper shade of red than before, desire flaring through me like a raging fire, claiming any other thought, save a primal desire to be taken so. I orgasm, my back arching now as he pummels my clit with his balls, slapping them hard against me like a battering ram. He starts to pound me harder then, clearly taking his time with me and enjoying every single moment of it.

He’s playing with me for his own pleasure, showing his dominance over me, and I love it. I don't care who sees, I just enjoy the feeling of being taken. I orgasm several more times in succession, as he enjoys pummeling me, thrusting his hard rod deep inside of me, arousing desire within me. I press myself upon him, submitting fully to him.

He suddenly increases in speed then, pounding me now like a piston, hammering me hard with each stroke. My body responds to his uptake in speed, pressing itself as hard as it can against him. I make wild, if quiet, moans of pleasure, my body overwhelmed in excitement and desire. Suddenly, he shoots his load deep into my pussy, though even then he does not slow down his intensity, at least not right away. Only once he’s spent himself in me complexly does he slow down and extract himself from within me. After a moment he lets go of my neck and allows me to stand back up. I turn to face him and quickly feel him give me a quick kiss on the lips, before turning to leave. As he walks out, he says "Maybe we will meet her again.

I look forward to another pleasurable encounter with you ... by the way, your new roomy was right about you ... You are both attractive and approachable. Until then, take care."

Before I can say anything or manage any form of reply really, he seems to melt into the crowd of other individuals coming and going from the locker room regularly. I look around and see several young women giving me envious glances, obviously wishing they had attracted his attention, rather than myself, and had indulged his lusts. I give them a confused look, seeing so much passion radiating from their faces as they giggled loudly. Other than the sensation of his load within me, there is hardly any sign he was even here, I think amusingly to myself, as I return facing toward the wall and finish my shower.

I turn the water off for my spigot, notice it has been off for a bit, and make my way over to my locker. I grab my towel and purse from my locker, closing it behind me. I wrap the towel around myself before stepping out of the locker room and toward the lift. As I get on and press for my floor, I wonder what may come my way next. As I wonder, I smile at my most recent encounter, wondering if, and when, my mysterious sexual partner will re-appear.