Wet Desires

I woke up the next morning to rays of sunlight peeking through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the bedroom. I turned to my side, careful not to disturb Jason, who was still sound asleep beside me. His dark hair was tousled and his features were peaceful in slumber. I couldn't help but admire the serene expression on his face, framed by the soft morning light.

I quietly slipped out of bed, padding barefoot across the room to the door. As I made my way down the hall to my own bedroom, I couldn't shake the feeling of guilt that had settled in my chest like a heavy weight. The events of the previous night played over in my mind like a broken record, each moment etched in vivid detail.

I found Alex sitting on the edge of my bed, a thoughtful expression on his face as he looked up at me. "Thank you for last night," I began, my voice soft. "I'm sorry I got jealous. I know I shouldn't have let it get to me like that." The words spilled out in a rush, tinged with regret.

Alex smiled warmly, giving me a reassuring look. "Don't worry about it, girl," he said, his voice gentle. "I would've been jealous too. Jason is way too hot for his own good." His eyes sparkled with mischief as he teased me, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his, “Oh and he fucks sooo good”
I couldn't help but laugh, the tension easing from my shoulders. "I know, right?" I replied, the warmth of his presence comforting me. "But I promise I'll make it up to you”

Alex leaned in close to me, he whispered in my ear and said, “Come to my place this weekend.” He then kissed my cheek goodbye before heading out the door.

After I bade Alex farewell, I made my way to my bathroom. The memories of last night with Jason fucking Alex were still fresh in my mind. I couldn’t shake the image of them together, and it left me feeling incredibly horny.

I stepped into the shower, as the steamy water was running down my body, I couldn't help but feel a rush of desire building inside me.


Without thinking, I let my hand slide down my stomach, tracing the curve of my hips until I reached the apex of my thighs. My hand wandered between my legs, fingers grazing over the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.

With a deep breath, I slowly started to stimulate clitoris, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through me. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to fully surrender to the moment, letting my fingers explore and tease as I sought out the ultimate pleasure.

I pressed all five fingers along the length of my lips, feeling the slick wetness that had already begun to form. I pulled my hand up two inches before sliding it back down, the friction sending a delicious shiver of pleasure through me.

I pressed against my hand with my hips, allowing my fingers to increase the speed of grinding as my arousal heightened, the tension in my body growing with each passing second, I couldn’t help but let out a gasp of pleasure as I quickened my pace, my other hand bracing against the tiled wall for support.


Feeling bold and adventurous, I reached for the shower head, sat down on the stool, I opened my legs wider and positioned it between them, setting the water to high pressure. As the water hit my most sensitive area, I let out a low moan, the sound echoing off the tiled walls of the shower.

The feeling of the water hitting my clitoris was intense and electrifying, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I tilted my head back, letting the water wash over me.

With every drops of water against my skin, the desire within me grew stronger. The water continued to hit me in all the right places, and I found myself gasping for air and moving the shower head closer to my pussy and in circular movements .

A tingling sensation begin to spread throughout my body, awakening my senses and making me acutely aware of every inch of my skin.

But it  still wasn’t enough. I needed more. I needed to feel something deeper, something more intense.  I needed a thick cock deep inside my vagina.

I reached for the suction cup dildo I had stashed in the shower, the smooth surface cool against my skin. I pressed it against the tiles and knelt down positioning myself at the perfect angle. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the intense pleasure that was about to come.

With a steady hand, I guided the dildo inside me, the sensation of fullness sending a wave of pleasure through me. I closed my eyes and let out a moan as I began to move the dildo in and out my pussy with a steady rhythm.


I started to move faster, the need for release building inside of me. With each thrust, I felt my pulse quicken, my breath coming in short gasps, my body arching as I surrendered to the sensations that coursed through me. In that moment, there was nothing else in the world but the feel of the dildo moving inside of me, filling me in a way that I had longed for.


As I continued to pleasure myself, the tension that had been building inside me began to unravel, my body responding eagerly to the stimulation. I let myself sink deeper into the sensations, my mind consumed with thoughts of passion and desire. In that moment, there was nothing else in the world but the overwhelming pleasure that consumed me.

I continued to ride the dildo, but I couldn't help but imagine the touch of another person. I closed my eyes and pictured strong hands running over my body, lips pressing against my skin in a gentle kiss. I knew I had to go to Jason's room so he could finish what I started....