An amazing orgasm story that I remember didn’t come from an enormous cock. It was about 6 inches long and in just a perfect shape that it feels wonderful going in. We were in the shower and while massaging the shampoo into my hair he slid up behind me, pressing his body against mine, me feeling his hardening cock between my ass cheeks. I moaned from the feel of stiffening meat against my ass, tilting my head back to rest on his shoulder, his hands in my hair with the shampoo.
My hair was clean at this point but he hadn’t stopped taking advantage of my temporary blindness. He led me closer to the water so that he could wash off his hand, then he used my other arm to encircle me and cup my soft, smooth tits, earning him a a sigh of appreciation. He began to kiss my shoulder and then he put his right hand on my belly, and to build anticipation, made the slow journey down my stomach to my sweet, shaved slit. He had me at the touch of my finger sliding between my pussy lips, my knees began to buckle. I began to do everything but falling down after the first five seconds. After dipping two fingers, one at a time, into my sopping pussy, he focused on my clit. It was a cinch to find; it was peeking out from its hiding place at the top of your slit. He concentrated pressure on the flesh directly around it, so as not to actually hurt me while I was being pleasured. I finally came again and latched onto his arm for dear life, moaning again and again, completely incoherent at the feeling of his fingers toying with me. Finally, with an inarticulate yelp of joy, I came, hard, again, and the only thing holding you me was that left arm, because his right hand hadn’t stopped masturbating me yet. ….. I am so wet and horny call me now.
