Waking up, and getting a show.

You awaken from your deep slumber by the very loud, and currently very irritating alert tone from your mobile phone, indicating that you have reviewed a series of text messages.

With an irritated, and sleepy groan you roll onto your right shoulder. Peeking through your extremely heavy eyelids a brief moment of confusion hits you as you aren't in Rachel's or your own bedrooms. Instead of your trusty digital clock or Rachel's poster of an Episode IV Han Solo you are greeted by your mobile phone on the bedside cabinet, flanked on either side by a chocolate croissant, and a mug with a place mat on top of it to keep the liquid contents steaming hot.

 The distinctive gentle sound of waves crashing up against the shore coincides with your memories of where you are, and what you have planned for the weekend returning to you.

Speaking of which there is no sign of the stunning young woman in which you will spending the weekend together with, bar a dark stain half way down the bed on your sexy lover's side of the bed, undoubtedly caused by your thick jizz oozing out of her well fucked pussy as you both slept.As you shuffle around in the bed you catch a wiff on Rachel's sweet perfume on the pillow beside you

With a tired groan you roll back over to the bedside cabinet, and carefully pick up the mug, before taking a deep sip of the hot liquid contents. Placing the mug back on the cabinet you pick up your mobile phone, and begin examining the screen, surprised that the on-screen clock indicates that it is just gone 10 am.

You notice that you received a message from your parents last night with them asking when they are going to meet your new girlfriend. At that moment you do feel a pang of regret that you haven't invited them around in the time that Rachel moved in, but you have seen them several times since then. Having met Rachel's family last weekend you vow to arrange for your parents to be introduced to the woman that you love sooner rather than later.

Scott also messaged you after Rachel, and yourself had turned in for the night, or in more accurate terms passed out after yet another intense shared orgasm. With his lovely lady, Lisa's birthday coming up in the next couple of weeks he has some ideas for it, and would very much for Rachel, and yourself to be part of them.

After sending a quick reply to Scott, promising to run it by Rachel, and asking him for more details you open up the last of the unread messages, and with no disrespect to your parents or your best friend the message you are most interested in is the one from your beautiful girlfriend.

The message from Rachel includes a photograph, but you decide to read the message first, saving the almost guaranteed naughty picture for last.

"Morning sleepy head, I guess that I wore my Stud out last night! ;) If you're not too tired make your way to the bathroom, and you can watch me clean my dirty fuck holes for you ;) xx" The message read, and you scroll the screen down as quickly as possible to examine the accompanying picture. 

Naturally it’s of Rachel, and even naughtier than you would have imagined. Standing in the Villa's bathroom with her back to its large mirror looking over her shoulder at it with her beautiful face lit up in a lovely smile. With the exception of the high heels on her feet the stunning brunette is completely naked, with her free hand slipped in between the halves of her bubble butt.

The sleepy fog clouding your brain dissipates almost instantaneously, and in moments you are on your feet. Your mobile phone is placed back on the bedside cabinet, and replaced by the mug of your morning brew, and the chocolate croissant in your hands.

On approach to the bathroom you can hear the roar of jets of water coming from the shower. Your thoughts turn to the photo that your wonderful lover had sent you. While you liked it very much you are very much aware of the risks that she is taking. Rachel must love and trust you implicitly to send a photo that reveals her secret between her legs. That photo-and the ones she sent from the ladies' room of Francesco's restaurant a few weeks ago-could come back and haunt her if it fell into the wrong hands. You can only hope that you are worthy of such trust.

You shake your head vigorously in an attempt to get such unhappy thoughts out of your head, before pushing the bathroom door open, and make your way towards the shower itself. The stunning brunette inside has her back to you, and is oblivious to your presence. 

"Morning Rachel!" You call out, whilst knocking on the glass door to rectify Rachel's lack of awareness.

"John!" Rachel exclaims, her huge breasts swinging wildly as she spins around to face you as quickly as she possibly can, with her face lighting up with a wonderful smile. Your lover's dripping, bouncing breasts appear to be hypnotising you as they shake, and jiggle enticingly. In order to make further conversation easier she fumbles for the shower controls, and turns the spray of water off, before regarding you once again.

"Finally got up I see". Despite the condensation that is starting to form on the glass door you can see the lustful glint in her eyes as her gaze drops to your groin, staring without shame at your morning wood.

"It may have had something to do with your message, honey". You reply, flashing her a loving smile which Rachel quickly reciprocated in kind.

"Ah, so you liked the photo then?" The dripping wet beauty asks needlessly, as she undoubtedly knows the answer.

"Of course I did you naughty, nympho slut!" You reply in confirmation, your eyes roaming over her magnificent dripping wet body.

Rachel's smile swiftly twists into something quite lewd. "Nympho? Someone has been thinking up new names, and all I have for you is 'stud'..."

"Stud will more than suffice". You're quick to reassure her before flashing your beloved with a wolfish smile. "If I recall my naughty, nympho slut promised me was going to stand in the shower, her tits pressed into the wall, while she soaps up her sexy little ass hole, and wash it clean". 

"I did say something like that, didn't I?" Rachel purrs, flashing a naughty smile at you through the shower's glass sliding door.

"Yes, you did, my naughty little minx. Now if you don't start washing, and keep teasing me you know what I'm duty bound to do...."

Rachel's naughty smile intensifies at the ramifications of your 'threat': that you would step into the shower, and give her a hard, fast ass fuck to remind her that she is your slut, and not some tease. So it comes at a bit of a surprise to you that without any further words-but with a patented naughty wink sent in your direction- Rachel turns around, and turns the shower back on.

As the water pours down onto Rachel's curvaceous, lust enducing body you watch through the glass as she picks up a bottle of shower gel, bending over so you are given a full view of her bubble butt. The busty brunette stands up straight after a few moments teasing, and turns around again so that she is facing you. 

Gazing deeply into your eyes through the glass she pours a more than ample amount of the liquid soap onto her hands, and begins to rub the gel onto her beautiful boobs. Although you can't hear them over the roar of the shower jets, from the way her lips are moving soft it is evident that she is moaning softly as her slender fingers gently caress the perfect, round  soapy orbs of flesh.

Through eyes which have narrowed into slits, Rachel catches you giving your rock hard schlong a quick stroke, and licks her lips seductively. The soaking wet beauty reaches behind her, and takes the showerhead out of it's cradle. Rachel delays on for a second before directing the jets of water at her soapy tits, moaning your name softly as the hot water washes her sensitive tits clean of the shower gel.

Once her tits are clear of all soap your gorgeous lover presses her huge breasts against the shower door, and drags them slowly up and down the glass. A loud noise accompanies her dragging motion, indicating that her awe inspiring tits are 'squeaky clean'.

"Rachel, you tease!" You mouth to her through her glass, while you once again give your cock a slow stroke, resulting in a thick drop of pre-cum to ooze out of the bulbous head.

The teasing brunette flashes a naughty smile, and blows a big kiss to you through the glass, before turning around once again. Due to the cramped confinements of the shower it only takes her a step to reach the far wall, and mash her tits against it, pushing out her booty as far as she can behind her. 

Rachel places she shower head back into the cradle once again, and pours another gratuitous amount of shower gel into her hands. This time the gel is applied to her incredible ass cheeks. Rachel moans softly as the hot water down onto you as she rubs the liquid soap all over her heart shaped ass, focusing on her pussy, and then her puckered little ass hole. 

Gazing over her shower at you Rachel's eyes narrow once again into slits as she slowly pushes her right index finger into her slick honeypot. "John!" She moans loud enough to be heard over the shower.