In the small apartment that they shared, the bathroom was the only place where they could find some privacy. The door was locked, and the shower was running. Water droplets splattered against the tiles, creating a soothing rhythm that filled the room.
Samantha, a woman in her late twenties, stepped into the shower. Her body was curvaceous, with generous hips and full breasts that bounced as she moved. She had a thatch of dark, curly pubic hair that matched the hair on her head.
As she adjusted the water temperature, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist. She smiled, recognizing the touch of her lover, Mark. Mark was a tall, muscular man with a rugged beard and piercing blue eyes. He loved Samantha’s body, and he never failed to show it.
Mark nuzzled his face into Samantha’s neck, inhaling her scent. He started kissing her softly, his lips brushing against her wet skin. Samantha moaned, tilting her head to give him better access. Mark’s hands traveled up her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples gently.
Samantha reached behind her, finding Mark’s cock already hard and ready. She stroked it, feeling it twitch in her hand. Mark growled, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss.
Mark spun Samantha around, pushing her against the shower wall. He knelt down, spreading her legs apart. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her pussy.
Samantha gasped, her hips bucking forward. Mark’s tongue explored her folds, teasing her clit. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness coat his hand. Samantha moaned, her hands resting on Mark’s shoulders for support.
Mark stood up, his cock pressing against Samantha’s entrance. He looked into her eyes, asking for permission. Samantha nodded, biting her lip. Mark thrust inside her, filling her up completely.
They started moving together, their bodies slick with water and sweat. Mark’s hands gripped Samantha’s hips, pulling her closer. Samantha’s legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his ass.
Mark’s thrusts became harder, faster. Samantha’s moans filled the bathroom, drowning out the sound of the shower. Mark’s breath hitched, his balls tightening.
“I’m close,” he whispered in Samantha’s ear.
Samantha nodded, her own orgasm building up. Mark’s cock hit her G-spot, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She cried out, her pussy clenching around Mark’s cock.
Mark’s orgasm followed, his cum filling Samantha’s pussy. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies trembling with pleasure.
Mark pulled out, turning off the shower. They stepped out, wrapping themselves in towels. Samantha looked at Mark, her eyes filled with love.
“I love you,” she said, her voice soft.
Mark smiled, kissing her forehead.
“I love you too,” he replied.
