Stressed



The warmth of the water felt good as it traveled down my chilly body. Letting the water wash away my stress. Grabbing my loofah and sudsing it up well I went exploring.


Starting with my neck, the scent of vanilla was intoxicating. Closing my eyes I imagined your lips on me. Making my way further down, feeling the heat from your hands over my breasts. Your thumbs skimming over my erect nipples. Feeling your hardness pressed against me. I continued going deeper. My pussy ached. It enjoyed the stimulation from the sponge. Wishing it was your hands. Rubbing my throbbing clit. Pushing your fingers deep into my wetness.


Before I knew it the loofah was replaced by my hands. Circling my soapy clit. Leaning into the flow of the shower I held myself up with my free hand. Warm water flowed down my back while I massaged my pussy. Wishing I could feel your cock stretching it.

Biting my lip, I was getting close. The pressure was building. Legs starting to tremble. I picked up the pace a little, anticipating the finish line.
Just as I was about to cross the line there is a knock on the door, “Mom! How much longer are you going to be? I gotta go pee.”


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