My body tenses from the sensations. I rearrange myself so I’m not in an awkward position and I begin to move the vibrator in and out of me in a quick motion. I’m fucking myself, and the vibrator is intense and stretching my pussy. I can feel it pressing against my walls and the feeling only intensifies.
I picture Carter sliding into me at the same pace. His hands reach down and grasp my tits. He tugs on my nipples and gives them a good squeeze while he’s sliding his huge cock in and out of me.
He tells me he loves how tight my pussy is and picks up his pace. His throbbing cock is pushing me toward the edge. He’s so hard and feels so fucking good that it intensifies everything.
I moan louder and pull the vibrator out. I push it back in and repeat the process. I want to come again so bad. The vision of Carter fucking me is driving me wild. It’s pushing me to the edge. It’s making me want to cum for a third time. I relax my body and stop trying to fight the inevitable orgasm. My body goes numb. I’m cumming again. Every orgasm is getting more intense, but I still don’t feel satisfied. I want something more. I want Carter’s cock. But I can’t have it right now.
I decide a shower could do me good. It might just help me to stop thinking about fucking Carter. I sit up, place the vibrator back into my nightstand, get out of bed and make my way over to my bathroom.
I look at myself in the mirror. My makeup is a little smeared and my hair's a mess. I look like I’ve had a good time. It's amazing what orgasms do to put some color on your skin. I definitely have a “just fucked glow.” Though I wasn?
?t just fucked. Which makes me wish I had been.
I lean down and turn on the shower, making sure to turn it on hot. I know I should take a cold shower to turn me off some, but I just can’t. A hot shower sounds so good right now. I step into it, closing the curtain behind me. The water is hot and running over my naked body. I face the shower head and soak up the hot water. It feels so good on my skin and it's turning it a slight pink color.
I wonder to myself if I should take a bath instead. Well no, it’ll just make me think of Carter and then I’ll be turned on all over again. Shit. I thought of him again. Why can’t I get him out of my head?
I need to distract myself. I reach down and grab my bar of soap. I begin to lather my skin with it when I’m suddenly more turned on than I was before. I run the bar of soap slowly over my breasts and down my stomach. I rub it slowly along my thighs. I look up and remember the massaging shower head I had bought specifically for this reason.
I reach up for the metal shower head and turn the dial so the water is coming forcefully only out of the middle section. It’s harder than my vibrator and since I’ve already came three times, I’m sure that I need this to make me come again. I’m sure this will satisfy me completely.
I remove the head from the holder and bring it down, slowly gliding it across my body. I turn the temp down just a little and then place it on my clit. My body vibrates with it. I moan loudly. “Mmm.” As I move it up and down along my clit. The warm water feels nice pressed to it. The shower head is making a completely different vibrating sensation than my regular vibrator. I almost like using this more than vibrators.
Once again, I go back to fantasizing about Carter. This time he comes into the bathroom and catches me running the shower head along my clit. He removes his clothes and steps into the shower, taking the head from me and running it along my clit for me.
“Does that feel good?” he asks me. His naked body wet from water. Little droplets of water roll down his body leading my eyes right to his huge cock. I nod my head and he takes the shower head away. He puts it back in its holder and grabs my face with both of his hands, bringing my mouth to his.
We’re kissing in the shower, under the water. Our naked bodies are pressed together. It’s hot. His tongue is moving around mine. He’s such a great kisser, I notice. And it only turns me on more. I want to feel him inside of me. We pull our mouths apart. But I can still feel his erection pressing into me. I look down at it and back up at him.
Then he turns me around, pushing me up against the shower wall. He grabs my hips and I feel him shove his cock inside of me.
“Oh fuck,” I moan. “Mmm. Fuck me hard, Carter.”
It’s intense because of the water and the sheer size of him. I can feel my pussy stretching to fit around the thickness of him. He pulls out and pushes back in. He does it again. He’s holding me against the wall. It’s hot. I love how rough he’s getting with me. He whispers in my ear how much he loves fucking me.
“Mmm,” I moan, again. I can’t help it. It feels so fucking good.
Then he begins to pick up the pace. My head and chest are pressed up against the shower wall and he’s fucking me harder and faster. He slips out of me and I feel him slide along my clit. My body trembles. And he slides back inside of me, this time he purposely pulls out. He must have noticed my reaction to his slip up. He slides himself between my legs and along my clit again. It’s so hot and my body trembles again.
I’m pulled back to reality as I feel myself on the brink of another orgasm. I feel myself inching closer and closer to an intense release. The shower head is firmly pressed to my clit and I begin to rub it up and down. Hitting a spot on my clit that’s a little more sensitive. My body trembles again and I feel myself inching ever closer.
I lean against the shower wall so I don’t have to worry about falling and move my hips to the speed I’m rubbing the shower head on my clit. And suddenly everything goes black before it’s back just as fast. I’m coming for the fourth time.
I reposition my body weight so that I can stand without having to worry about falling backwards. The heats getting to me and I get a little dizzy. I reach up, placing the shower head back into its position, careful not to put my face in the water. Then I change it back to the regular shower position and turn the water off. I have never had an orgasm that made me black out. Even for just a second. But it seems like each time I fantasize about Carter and masturbate, my orgasm’s just get more and more intense.
I reach for a towel hanging on the rack next to the shower and pull. I bring it up to my face and rub. Clearing away all the water from my face. Bending over, I take the towel and wrap it around my hair. I stand up and grab another towel to wrap around my body.
I feel shaky from my fourth orgasm, but other than that I still don’t feel satisfied. Not like I would if I could get a chance to fuck Carter right now. I feel myself getting turned on all over again. Just thinking about him turns me on.
I walk out of the bathroom and go back into my bedroom. I go to my bed and make sure I'm dry before I lie down, still naked. I just want to be fucked. I can’t believe how turned on I still am after four orgasms. I lie there for a moment really thinking about masturbating once again. I just don’t know if I have the energy to try for another one.
Carter’s face pops in my head. Damn it, why can’t I get my mind off of him. He’s fucking hot, yeah, but I’ve already came four times. His face pops in my head, again. I can feel my nipples hardening just at the mental image.
Leaving the towel in my hair alone, I drop the towel that’s around my body on the ground and begin rubbing my body. I wonder if I can make myself come just from playing with my nipples? I place my thumb and finger on each nipple and gently tug and twist them. It feels so good. The feeling leads straight to my pussy which I’m sure was making me even more wet. I wonder if I can really handle another climax after the four I’ve already had.
With my right hand still on my right nipple, I move my left hand down my stomach and to my pussy. I start rubbing it noticing it’s a little sore, but that’s okay because I know I’ve been enjoying myself. I run my middle and pointer fingers down the length of my clit and then back up.
I go back to my fantasy of Carter in my bed. I want him so bad. He’s everything I’ve ever fantasized about. He’s fucking me. It’s hard and fast and then he stops. The sweet sound of his cock jerking in and out of my sloppy wet hole fills my ears. I can hear it and fuck if I can’t feel it too.