Keith makes you his woman

You shifted in the shower as Keith joined you, feeling little hesitation in sharing a shower with another man, but he didn't bother stopping as he reached behind and closed the shower door. The difference in height caused you to step up to him, running your hands on his hairy chest, and smiling as his attraction to you was evidenced by his cock growing hard and pressing against your stomach. "Oh my, like what you see?" you whispered, wrapping your hand around the shift and stroking it slowly.

He didn't answer, pressing his lips against yours instead and causing you to moan slightly, feeling the burning emptiness between your legs and your nipples becoming even harder (if possible). You felt small and weak in his arms but the deliciousness of such sensations caused you to come as his fingers traced down and reached your clit, teasing it and syncing in time with your stroking his cock. The water cascading down on the two of you was quickly forgotten.

"Damn...girl, you're so hot," he whispered before kissing you, his tongue pressing against your lips, and you opened your mouth, relaxing and enjoying him as much as he was enjoying you. You allowed him to move your body until you were turned against the shower wall and were bent over until you were presented to him. You felt his cock slide between your thighs and the tip of his cock pressed against your pussy lips, teasing you endlessly as he pushed the tip between your labia and brushed against your clit, causing you to come again for him, your moans and shakes encouraging and enticing your male partner. You definitely suffered the indignity of your husband at home: Keith was more the man you needed.

"Fuck me, baby..." you whimpered as you reached behind and pulled him close to you, kissing and moaning together. "Take me..."

Keith didn't argue and slid into you. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk tonight, baby..."

You didn't say anything, you couldn't say anything, as all your attention was directed towards him sliding in and out of you, held bent over and pressed against a shower wall. What would you even try to utter, anyway? You came hard again as his cock pressed against your G-Spot, one hand holding your hip and pulling you against him, the other between your legs and rubbing your clit. These sensations reduced you to nothing more than a primal woman, begging and moaning for her man to take her, make her his.

After what seemed like hours, you felt Keith getting harder in you and he grunted. "Out or in?"

You briefly pondered that question but your body, your very needy body, screamed out "in" before you could say or do anything. He shifted you before he pushed all the way in and came, causing you to scream out again as you came with him.