Shower sex and face-fuck.

You crane your neck. “Are we just going to shower?”

Flora gives you a playful smile. “No.”

You move off the bed and stretch. “Then, sure, we can take a shower.”

The bathroom. You were glad to see that it had been utterly cleaned since the last time you were here. You guessed it wasn’t surprising, but your standards for Tiny’s Tavern weren't the highest, despite shacking in for so long.

Already naked, you watch Flora start the shower and wait for the water to warm up. Finally, she sticks her hand out to touch the water. It takes a few seconds, but you realize she’s dissatisfied with how long it’s taking.

“It always takes this long?”

“Didn’t matter much when it was warmer,” you say, stepping inside the bathroom. “Maybe we should…?”

She rolls her eyes, pushing you back with one finger. “Give me a second. How about you go in and wash your rod before you stick it anywhere else in me?”

You don’t protest. You hide a bit of your desperation with a lazy eye roll of your own and then step in. The water isn’t hot, but it isn’t cold. Inside the shower are the complimentary bar of chemical-smelling soap and two small bottles of shampoo and conditioner. You take the soap and rub it between your hands as you wet your cock and the rest of your body.

Flora, in the meantime, watches curiously from the side. “The soap is good, right?”

A gentle scent of fake lavender greets your nose. “You’ll love it,” you say, making your wiener stuffy as you clean it. “It smells French.”

Flora glances down at your handjob and steps in, replacing your hand with hers. “I’m not interested in that. Let me handle that instead.”

Her grip, without a doubt, is the best thing you’ve felt inside this shower. Not to mention the hottest something you’ve felt. All the air in your lungs leaves, and you’re sure you grew another 2 inches. Flora grabs your balls and tugs them, ensuring it isn’t just the shaft getting taken care of. She purrs while she handles you, pleased more with your reaction than the warmth of the shower. “How’s that?”

“All yours,” you replay, fixing your hips forward.

Flora cups your balls while proceeding with her excellent handjob. Her strokes are generous, and her playful tugging keeps you stimulated. Everything she touches keeps your nerves tingling with pleasure. Even without trying, however, she has your attention. Her body glistens as the showerhead sprays her. Her curves, tits, and face are profiled differently as she’s soaked. It produces a different form of Flora you haven’t seen before.

After just a few minutes, though. She retracts her hand and looks at you. “I think you’ve cleaned up enough for another jab at me.”

You explore her body as she steps closer to you. “Where do you want it this time?”

She smiles, glances over your torso, and longs at your throbbing cock. She teases the tip with her fingers, racing a gentle pass down your length. “The other hole. Make me scream.”

“Again?” You inquire, pushing her against the wall while getting a grab at her parts. Pussy, boobs, and butt. You hear her words getting swallowed and all the air getting pushed out. “I’d love to hear that in here.”

Flora presses herself against you. Her lips too are squished against yours too. Electricity shoots through your whole body, but since it isn’t exposed to the water, it doesn’t kill you– which you suppose is a good thing since you wouldn’t want this to end so soon. (Or so horribly)

The messy tangle your tongues do break once she giggles and pushes back. “We shouldn’t waste all this warm water on kissing. Fuckin’ stretch me in here.”

It was easy to listen to Flora, especially when she was already groping for your cock for you to stuff her with it. You push Flora against the wall and lift her leg up. She guesses your direction, so there’s no awkward drag or waiting between your movements.

The tip of your dick is swallowed between Flora’s puffy lips. The sensation of her pinkness taking you in isn’t new, but it doesn’t get old, either. It’s different from her asshole for apparent reasons, but those footnotes don’t distract you from performing how you want.

Getting yourself completely plugged into Flora using her honeypot is much easier…Slicker and stimulating…

Your grip shifts along her leg while you throw your hips in and out of hers, fucking her without the desired elegance of your past sessions. It isn’t romantic, and the noises Flora produces back that statement. She lets out incredible curses and hot moans. Her tits bounce while her hands slide awkwardly along the wall for support.

Flora’s heavy breathing is felt as you lean closer to her body. She becomes a mess as she’s fucked. Whimpers, curses, and lewd desires leave her mouth while she is rattled by your cock. Finally, she begs for more, moving her body along with yours. There is no pause or questions– your movements are joined, but sometimes off-sync. You push her around periodically to ensure you don’t slip completely, or she falls over. Even this, however, is done without stopping.

“Fuck,” Flora hisses. “You feel so good! You’re going to make me cum~!”

Her voice bounces in the bathroom and echoes in your head. Your hands slip, slide, and squeeze her body. And when she says this, you can feel her squeeze you in return. It milks your member straight into your womb, but you aren’t ready to release your load yet. Flora’s voice is temporarily lost as her orgasm rips through her line of thinking.

“Oh, God! Yes~!! Yes~!! Fuck, oh yes!!!” Flora convulses and then breaks into rapid bucking motions that ride along your entire length. You feel her hot honey drip down your shaft and then around your balls. “Baby, oh God! Fuck!! Right there~! Right there~!! Oh, God! Fuck! Yes!!”

Your cock is throbbing. Your mind is spinning. Your grip shifts more rapidly as you start to lose control of her. Finally, you slowly let go and turned around, pressing her chest against the wall and lifting her other leg up. She’s too weak to fight you or to offer anything other than her complete submission to your guidance.

Water cascades down her bareback, but that is only a tiny distraction before you see your cock appearing and then disappearing between her legs. The same ass you used when you first got here ripples while you mashed your dick into her depths.

You reach around and touch her pert chest, pinching her nipples and kneading her mounds– Flora curses, looking back at you with her bright eyes clouded over with pure lust. You haven’t seen her expression so lewd-filled before. You exhale, releasing the air in your lungs and replacing it with the heavy sex-spun O2 in the tight space shared between you and your intimate lover.

You spank her ass with one swift strike across her cheek. She jolts forward with a heated moan. She wiggles, making you shudder. Flora pushes her butt back into you, forcing every inch of your ridgeness to penetrate her, promising balls-deep pleasure every time you thrust forward.

“You’re going to make me cum again~!” She whimpers, almost falling to her knees. “You’re– you’re– gonna~?!?”

Despite her warning, she hardly gives herself enough time to prepare for the room-shaking orgasm that follows her words. You’re worried someone might hear, so you clamp your palm over her mouth, still running your member into her now well-used tunnel system.

“Mm~!! MmHmmm~!! MMMF~!! Mff~!!?”

However, the water causes the rest of her body to slip from your now single-handed grip. Flora falls to her knees, eye-level with your throbbing cock. It’s slick with her juices and now wet with the water. You grab your rod, pumping your dick before her eyes while it drips with her substances.

Flora sounds a little weak when she speaks, but she replaces your hand again and licks your balls with her naughty pink tongue. “I don’t mind sticking it inside my mouth anymore, but~!”

You are not willing to let Flora take the reins of your orgasm. So instead, you grab her head and begin face-fucking Flora as she’s on her knees- weak from her climax. Her lips lock around your girth, but the noises of your actions still spill easily into the shower. The gagging, the spitting, the messy words that are supposed to represent language spill incoherently out between her mouth and your mouth come out.

She grabs onto your waist and tries to look up at you as you rail her maw. The sight of her mouth being stuffed with your cock is enough to set you over the edge. You forgot your past ideas for your load. The primal desire to unleash takes over, and before you know it, you’re dumping your cum down her throat, feeding the product of your love-making in just a few seconds.

You pull in and out rapidly but start to slow as your knees properly lock. Flora moans, her face messy, her make up runny. The world is empty besides you and her. You pull out and let out a shaking breath.

“Warren,” she swallows and hugs your waist for support. She kisses your balls and pants. You help her up and look at her. “So fucking hot,” she murmurs. To your surprise, she almost looks ready for me.