Liquid Sensation

It was a hot, summer afternoon, however, was the heat caused by the weather or by the heat of their body raising, aching for each other, I cannot say. What I can say is the moment they looked into each others eyes, they were trapped. Locked in each other's gaze, they were unable or unwilling to look away. They smiled, but not in the normal, happy smile. Instead, it was the smile of seduction. In that moment, they both knew what the other thinking for it was one in the same.

He reached for her and drew her body swiftly into his, embracing quite firmly with his hands on her hips. He swayed gently back and forth, nudging her body the same way. In this gentle motion, he led her into the bathroom, opening the shower door and stepping inside. She came along willingly with her hands wrapped behind him. He loosened his right crip and used his left to wrap it around the small of her back. Using the right to caress up her sides, along her arms, rubbing her shoulder, then lifting her chin. Staring deeply into her eyes, he leans forward and slightly down because she is a bit shorter than him. Kissing her softly at first then more passionately as time grew on. The taste of her overwhelmed him and only made this summer day get hotter and much more humid.

His right hand leaves her chin and lightly touches her shoulder as he reaches blindly for the faucet. Pulling up the latch to turn on the shower head, he quickly turns on the water to cool these lovers off, if only for a second or two. Still fully clother, the water rushes out against her back, surprising her as she jumps slightly in the air, but never interupting their kiss. Instead, she merely kicks her sandals out of the shower, and he does the same for his shoes. Though it doesn't stop there, oh no. They being undressing each other, removing their shirts, leaving a second's pause between the kiss and continuing on. Then he unbuckles her bra with a flick of his fingers, throwing it aside. They both then reach done and undoes the other's buttons on their pants, pulling down the zipper right after.

The kiss now ending, but the passion still growing. He crouches down, placing his hands at her sides. Kissing her chest and around her breasts, he starts wrapping his mouth around her nipple, sucking on the them, flicking it with his tongue, and lighlty nibbling it. His hands go further down, reaching underneath her pants and slowly pulling them down kissing as he goes down and back up her leg. Grabbing one leg and firmly rubbing up as he goes, he reaches between he legs and begins rubbing softly and lightly, teasing her. Back on his feet again, his hands still rubbing gradually faster and harder. Feeling her juices flowing out of her, he takes his fingers and enters them inside of her deeply. Rubbing the roof and back of her vagina with his fingertips, he moves it around, back and forth, slowly, fast, and everywhere in between.

Despite the cold water pouring down them, the heat stills rises, the juices still flow, the muscles contract and recede over and over again, the moaning grows louder, the breathing is heavier, and scents grow stronger and more sweet than ever. Her body shakes and twitches, unable to control herself. When she is about to lose total control, his fingers leaves her as he turns her body around. Leaning her against the wall and under the shower head, he spreads her legs and replaces his fingers for his fully erect manhood. Feeling the tight clenching around him and pushes forward until he is fully inside. Then he slowly retracts until the head is just about outside again, then pushes it back in. He does this over and over again until he gets a rhythm going. Grabbing her hips and moving her with the same rhythm, back and forth, side to side, faster and faster. Her body shakes again, her legs grow stiff, and her clenching grows more intense. Still they go, time seems to cease turning. All that is left is this one act, spreading to eternity. He feels his loins begin to swell, the climax approaching, and he struggles on. They become one, one love, one life. Minutes pass by, but they seem like lifetimes to these two lovers. She reaches her climax, trembling body, flexing muscles, and the extra movements forces him to do the same. A simultaneous climax, a nervonic eruption of energy and passion flows thru both of them.

He leans down, wrapping his arms around her stomach and holding her tight, keeping himself deep inside her. Then slowly, he pulls it back, turns her around, and holds her tight, letting the water rush over both of them. No words are said except three, "I love you." And there they stay in each other's arms.

Bradley Kiernan