ent and there were a lot of years I hadn’t witnessed that probably led up to the point they were at—Anton was certainly no saint. It still felt like he deserved a shot at redemption. I wanted the relationship we had built as much as he did and while some people might look at the age difference or the fact he was my Principal when I met him as something negative, I didn’t see it that way. What we had was destiny finding a way, even when the two of us likely didn’t deserve it.
“We should probably shower.” Anton leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
“Do I stink?” I lifted my arm and sniffed before rolling my eyes in a mock-dramatic stare. “Oh god, I do.”
“No.” He chuckled and shook his head. “But we’ve been sweating for most of the day.”
“You’ve been sweating—I’ve been glistening.” I grinned and sat up. “But I guess we should shower. You are a homeless person after all—who knows what kind of filth you brought into my home.”
“I left the filthiest part of it in you.” He leaned forward and scooped me in his arms, pressing his lips to mine as we collapsed into a tangled embrace.
“I could stand to be a little filthier before we shower.” I felt my heart racing again as he held me close.
“Why don’t we just hop in the shower and see what happens.” His lips grazed my neck.
“That sounds like a plan.” I smiled and bounced my eyebrows as he stood up.
Our naked bodies stayed pressed together as I started the shower and waited for the water to warm up. His lips were like fire on my neck, but it still sent chills through my body. Steam filled the bathroom before we finally stepped into the stream of water. Anton continued kissing me while the shower ran through my hair and across my shoulders. My pussy was wet and ready for him again, despite the fact it had been fucked more than ever before in such a short period of time. I couldn’t believe I had anything left in me, but Anton’s cock started to press against it and I was ready for him again. He lifted me up and pushed me against the wall, letting me slide down the slick surface until I was impaled on his dick. My lips opened wide and I gasped when he started to thrust. The motions started moving me up and down the wall while he kept me pinned against it. The steam from the shower didn’t compare to the heat that was resonating from our bodies as we collided in another moment of lust—both of us begging for the release we had become addicted to.
“Damn, this feels really good.” I let out a moan as I continued to slide up and down the wall.
“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of you.” He squeezed my ass and held me tight while his cock continued to hammer my pussy.
My hands rested on his shoulders, feeling his tight muscles flexing as he slammed his body into mine. The steam filled my lungs and my head spun from both the pleasure and the lack of oxygen. My body was so overwhelmed with bliss that I didn’t care if I passed out, as long as I got the release I craved. The sound of the water on the bottom of the shower was drowned out by the sound of our bodies coming together and the moans erupting when they did. Anton’s cock throbbed inside me while my pussy clenched every inch of his enormous girth, so dangerously close to an orgasm that I was sure it would hit at any second. The pressure inside of me built up and stayed there on the edge of the moment, waiting for him to force it out of me with his thunderous thrusts. The need grew as our passion continued to erupt against the shower wall. It felt like I was locked in a moment of perfection that I never wanted to end, even though my body was begging for the release of an orgasm. His cock started to throb inside of me harder and I knew he was close as well.
“I’m gonna cum!” His pace became erratic and his words were almost slurred as they came out in a growl.
“Me too—oh god, me too!” I felt a scream rising up inside me.
The hammering thrusts turned into a constant surge of pleasure as my muscles tightened to the point they almost cramped. He put a hand on my shoulder so that I didn’t slide as much while he plunged his cock deep inside me. The surge of my orgasm began and my pussy spasmed against his dick that was still going at an incredible speed. The roar of my bliss seemed to bring him over the edge and I felt his pulsating cock erupt inside me. My pussy was filled with his seed as he continued to fuck the spasming hole with everything he had. I felt my body go weak when the orgasm was finally done and I sank into his embrace. His breathing was fast against my neck and I could feel his heart thumping against his chest almost as hard as mine. He held me there as I slowly found the bottom of the shower with my feet and we hugged while our afterglow consumed us. My breath finally returned to normal and he ran his hands across my body, making me tingle even though my lust had been spent.
“My first time in the shower—I guess this is a weekend of firsts.” I hugged him tighter and smiled.
“I hope we get to repeat them all very soon.” He squeezed me for a moment and then reached for the soap. “Turn around and I’ll wash your back.”
I turned my back towards him, but still stayed close for several more minutes before he lathered his hands and started rubbing them along my shoulders. His hands felt amazing with the afterglow of my orgasm leaving my body tired. He gripped the back of my neck, squeezing the tight muscles around my cervical spine while he covered me with soap. His hands moved down my back, with his thumbs massaging more of my tired muscles. When he had finished with my neck, shoulders, and back, it felt like I had been to a spa instead of a shower. The water started to wash away some of the soap while he lathered his hands up again and started caressing my ass. I thought that would be the end of it, but he took a knee and slid his powerful hands along my thighs, calves, and even my feet before he stood up again. I could feel every muscle tingling after he was done. He turned me towards him and the water ran down my scalp while he rubbed soap on my breasts. The front of my body got the same treatment that the back of my body had gotten, with his strong hands massaging the front of my thighs. When they moved to the inside and I felt him against my pussy, I moaned from the touch, but he pulled his hand away before the fire could be fully ignited.
“Now for your scalp.” I could hear the shampoo bottle being opened and then I felt his hands moving through my hair.
“You would do very well in a massage parlor.” I let out a long sigh. “This is incredible.”
“I’d have to change my style up though.” He chuckled. “I would have to give happy endings instead of happy beginnings.”
“I’d be your best client.” I sighed again when his fingernails started to press into my scalp.
His hands were like magic as they massaged my head, even moving to my temples and my eyebrows before he was done. The water washed away the shampoo and soap, while I pointed to the bottle of conditioner. He squeezed some into his hand and worked it down the length of my hair. I picked up the soap and lathered my hands up, moving them across his body. I wasn’t going to be able to massage him as well as he massaged me, but I could at least make sure he was clean. I traced each one of his powerful muscles, marveling at the size while I soaped him up. His tattoos were even more vibrant underneath the water, reflecting a cascade of history in the ink.
Being so close to him and running my hands along his muscles made me start to get wet again. I ran my hand down his abdomen and started stroking his cock with my soapy hand, which caused it to start showing signs of life. I stopped before it was fully erect and grabbed the bottle of shampoo. It was hard to reach up and massage his scalp since he was so much taller than me, but he bent forward so I could run my fingers through his hair. Once I was done, he stepped into the water and sent the soap slithering down his body and into the drain.
“Now we’re nice and clean—which means we can get dirty again.” I winked at him and turned off the water.
“I need some food first. You’ve literally drained every calorie out of me.” He took a towel and started rubbing it across my back.
“I’ll see what I can find for us.” I leaned against him as the warm towel started to remove the water.
“WERE YOU SUPPOSED TO do some schoolwork today?” Anton flipped through my books as I searched the kitchen for something to make.
“I’ve got a few things to do this weekend, but I’ll have time tomorrow. I don’t want to waste a moment that we have together.” I pulled out some chicken and vegetables when I realized I had enough stuff on hand to make a stir fry.