Let’s see how strong you are, Shreya

He stood still, and looked at her standing in nothing but foam. He saw the slight arch of her heel and the resulting sexy legs that met straight to a foam triangle, and hid his favourite place in white.

He saw her flat stomach and her deep navel, inviting him to make love with her. He gazed at her breasts, so round and beautiful, enclosed in white; perky nipples pointed out of her foam bra begging him to lick and bite.

His eyes met her lips, so plump and juicy, his member stood erect at the deliciousness they promised -around his lips and his very proud member. He ignored her nose and met her grey eyes – drowning in desire, lust and arousal. In the mirror he could see her sexy back and her round butt that was tempting him to grab and kiss that soft flesh. Her voice caressed his arousal and invited him in but her eyes invited to suck her, fuck her and fill her, to hold, to spank and caress her beautiful body.

She looked like the incarnation of desire and he was ready to salvage it. He took a step towards her and she gave him her hand, joining his hand with her they moved inside.

He stood in front of the mirror and she in front of him, with her hands on his collar to reveal the Greek god in all his glory within. She moved her finger on his lips and unbuttoned him, kissing every inch that showed itself slowly. At the last button she sat down and caressed the outline of his waistband, gave a little peck to the outline of his huge member and looked up to meet his grey-blue eyes that held the desire and the promise to make good on that desire.

She used her thumbs and brought him out of his pants; the cock that her body was begging to meet was pointed straight at her, just a boxer away. She licked her lips, and gulped the saliva she collected, thanks to the amazing view.

She reached out to his hands- strong, veiny and beautiful as they were, kissed his fingertips and caressed her face with the palm. She felt devoted to him, wanted to worship him as much as she wanted him to worship her. She took his thumb in her warm mouth, and swirled her tongue around it, she sucked his thumb, and giving him a trailer to the movie he was promised.

She moved her lips to his arms, still wrapped in shirt and as she stood up, she removed her shirt and threw it away like the irritable piece of clothing it was.

She pulled him in the shower and bit on his collarbone, and licked it. She moved down to grab the waistband of his boxer by her teeth and pulled them to the ground to be greeted with the amazing sight of his erection, so large and so beautiful, she couldn’t control her hunger for it nor could she take her eyes off it.

Placing a small kiss on his bulbous red head, she stood up to stop herself from taking it in her mouth there and then, and grabbed a loofah instead.

She lathered body wash on his body, every move seductive and slow. She moved the loofah on his back, slowly sliding down to his built tight ass. She rubbed the loofah on the back of his muscular thighs, itching to touch them with her bare fingers and feel their powerful thrusts in her.

Standing in front of him, she lathered his strong arms and defined abs, and at last reached his hard member and the huge balls that carried her salvation. She touched him delicately, every touch feather light; inciting deep, strong arousal within.

He followed with his eyes, heavy with arousal, searching, waiting for an opportunity to pounce. His eyes – hungry and wanting memorized every move she made.

But he contained his desire and waited for his turn, for last time he had taken the lead and he was determined to let her at least have the foreplay her way.

Once he was lathered everywhere, she stood in front of him and turned on the shower. She washed both of them with soft, slow strokes on their skin. Standing on her tiptoes she attacked his wet, hot and gulping neck with her lips and made love with it.

She licked up her path to his lips, ever so slow, ever so sensuous. When her lips met his, she found a comma for the heavy desire she felt within herself. She sucked his delicious candy-like lips and felt tarzan flipping around in her stomach.

Grabbing his hair, she pulled him closer, arching her body to fit right in with him. Her breasts pressed on his chest and every rub on her hard pebbles shot arousal straight to her core.

She met his tongue in a passionate kiss and fought a battle of desire with their tongues. She tasted cappuccino and chocolates on his lips, and found her favourite flavour right here.

His hands held her waist and his erection pressed on her navel, doing delicious things to her body. The temperature rose to press them even closer, bent a little lower to let not even a breath escape from between.

The warm water falling around them detached them from the sounds of the outer world and the only thing they knew in the moment was them and their hot, wet bodies.

They kissed and caressed, licked and bit, breathed and smelled each other. When they broke off the kiss to catch their breaths, she bit his ear and whispered, “Vansh!” in a breathless sensual voice and sent shivers down to his dick. “I want you. Show me what you got, baby”

“Say that again” he replied, because her words and her voice was an aphrodisiac on its own.

“Say what, Vansh?” she whispered and bit his ear.

“Do you want me to say how much I want you? And how much I need you right now? Do you want me to show you, baby?”

He gulped tried to meet her lips, but she moved them back to his ear and whispered, “Do you want me to tell you how much my mouth is watering to invite your beautiful cock in my mouth? Do you want me to tell you how wet I am for you, Vansh?”

“Please” he groaned and searched for her lips again, but she denied and bit his ear.

“Do you want me to tell you how I want you to fuck my little begging pussy? And how much I want to ride on your big dick?” she whispered.

“Are you trying to seduce me into bursting even before I touch you?” he groaned and pulled her back by her hair.

“Weak” she chuckled.

"What did you say?" he narrowed his eyes.

"I said, weak. A grown man, can't handle an amateur little me?" she winked.

“You little vixen, I’ll show you who’s weak” he roared, grabbed her and threw her over the shoulder.

She laughed out loud, and kicked her legs up and down. “Put me down, you fool”

He turned the water off and spanked her naked and tempting ass cheek.

“Let’s see how strong you are, Shreya”