Tipper The Morning Continues A He and She Encounter 
 
 
   
 "I'm going to take a shower," she said, leaving the invitation hanging obviously for him. The look on her face had not changed, even while his prick was nearly completely limp now. Only then did she back off the bed and head towards the bathroom. 
She watched him over her shoulder, her adrenaline continuing to pump as his eyes moved over her body. She could tell he was staring at her backside, so she made sure to add an extra sway to her hips for him, even though she was sure he would be quick to follow anyway. 
And he was, though he waited until she got the water running. Then he bounced off the chair and walked hurriedly to the shower. She had of course left the door open and hadn't even bothered to close the shower curtain either. 
He watched her for a second - she was just getting her hair wet, her hands wiping it away from her face. The water poured over her naked form, her smooth skin glistening in the light. He let his eyes wander over her body again, still not used to the idea he could see her naked like this at will. 
She finally turned to look at Him, finding her little performance for him further exhilaration. She gave him a look that made it clear he shouldn't still be standing there while letting her hands run down her own body until she held each breast. She could feel the heat between her legs growing until her whole body felt on fire. 
He at last stepped into the shower, watching her intently. She turned to meet him, sliding her hands onto his chest as his own hands settled on her hips. Her skin was hot from the water and excitement. They pulled each other closer in unison, their mouths opening gladly to kiss each other. 
She felt herself melting into his arms, her entire body relaxing against his. His body was strong and solid, emphasizing her opposing femininity. She loved the way he made her feel, like no man before had ever done. She moved her hands to hold his head, pulling him down to her. 
She kissed him harder, pushing her tongue against his aggressively. She was sure that even though he wanted to, he couldn't get hard just yet. She wanted him to anyway though and her kiss reflected that. 
He tried to keep up with her, but she was nearly out of control. Her mouth attacked his with abandon, her tongue shoving roughly into his mouth only to dart out to lick his lips. He decided it was time he took some control of the situation and give her some release. 
He pushed forward gently but firmly, until she took a step back. He turned her as he moved, pinning her against the back wall of the shower. When she started to lift a leg he grabbed it by her tight hamstring and lifted it high onto his hip. He moved his other hand to fondle her breast, their mouths still locked passionately. 
She moaned into his mouth when she felt his hand massage her breast, pushing herself into his grasp. His hands felt so big on her body and made her feel so good. She wished again he would get hard, but it had really been only minutes since he'd cum so violently. 
Just the thought of that made her want him more, and she thought she might climax just kissing him right there. When he started to grind his hips into hers, which she had opened for him in the vain hope he was ready so soon, she moaned again. She could feel the meat of his member pressing into her, still too soft to be inside her. 
With that moan, he knew he had to do something. To not would be cruel indeed, but more than that, he wanted to. He loved everything about making her cum, from the way she felt to how she sounded. 
He let his left hand drop from her chest and start sliding down her body. He shifted his weight, taking his hips away from hers to make room for his hand. She lightly pushed him away, finally breaking their kiss and giving him more room. He was still holding her leg up, and when his hand approached her aching pussy he felt her lift it still higher in anticipation. 
"God" she moaned out, his hand so close now. She was just leaning back now, her weight resting against the wall while she waited for his touch. Her arms hung useless by her side, her legs open and waiting while she stared up at him urgently. 
His fingers slid over her, lightly, too lightly. She arched her back, trying to move her sex against his hand but he moved with her. As much as she needed him to touch her, she couldn't help but smile a little at his game. It was a game they both played against each other, and they both played well. 
He smiled right back, waiting for her to back down. When she did, he subtly increased the pressure of his hand while he rubbed over her lips, his hand growing slick with her juices.  
While he teased and toyed with her twat, he let his eyes fall from her face down to her chest. Her breathing was shallow and quick, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. Her dark nipples were erect, waiting for his touch, but he couldn't reach them.  
"You want to play with my tits don't you?" 
"If only I could," he said, looking her in the eyes again. 
"I guess I'll just have to do it for you then," she said, enjoying the fact she could still tease him even now. 
He watched in fascination as she started to softly touch and squeeze her breasts. Without really thinking about it he started to match her hands with his own, letting one finger slide just inside her wet lips. Her chest heaved with the sudden intake of breath, holding there as he finally slid his finger into her molten pussy. 
She came right then, his finger felt so good. She pushed her hips down against his hand, urging him to keep going. His finger moved inside her, mirroring her grinding. She started massaging her tits more firmly, giving him even more of a show. It seemed that was when he had finally given her what she wanted. 
He couldn't take it anymore and leaned down, taking one breast into his mouth. She cried out a little, so he added another finger inside her box, getting yet another tiny scream. He started sucking her tits, moving from one to the other while he fucked her with his fingers. 
It wasn't long after that when she came. She held tightly to his head, pulling his mouth harder onto her chest, her hips crushing hard against his hand. She closed her eyes, her mouth hanging open in a silent scream until she felt her body begin to relax. 
He finally lifted his head up but only so he could kiss her. She kissed him back, matching his tenderness even though he was still playing with her sex. His hand was covered with her juices, though the shower was quickly washing them off. He didn't stop kissing her either, only kept playing with her. 
She absolutely didn't mind any of it, but thought maybe it was time to get ready for the day. She let her leg fall from his hip, or at least tried to. When she did, he gripped the back of her leg firmly and held her leg in place. She suddenly felt him kiss her deeply while simultaneously fingering her deeply again. 
She stopped trying to get away immediately, instead holding his head against hers as their mouths once again played passionately with each other. Her other hand she let fall down between them, moving to mirror his hand when she searched out his package. 
He couldn't stop the moan when he felt her touch, only kissed her deeply. Her fingers encircled his member, giving him a gentle squeeze before lightly stroking him. He wanted her to keep going, but he had already come up with a plan for the shower. He broke away from the kiss, also pulling her soft hand away from his prick. 
"Not yet," he said in response to her confused look. 
"But I want it now," she said, being both playful and truthful. 
"Then you'll just have to wait," he scolded. 
"So what do I get instead," she asked, already getting aroused again. 
For an answer, he leaned forward and lightly licked her earlobe, smiling widely at her long moan of understanding. He kissed the base of her neck, letting her moan all she liked before moving on. He knelt down quickly, bypassing the rest of her body even though he could have spent hours on it. 
She looked down at him as he started to kiss her lower stomach and thighs. The leg that had been on his hip was now draped lazily over his shoulder. She knew that she loved the sex, but more than that, she loved being exposed to him. It was another feeling that she'd never felt before. 
She arched her back when his tongue finally touched her sex. He licked the length of her lips, the hot tip of his tongue parting her just barely. She let her arms hang limply by her sides again, letting him take all the time he wanted. 
Like the night before, he started kissing her sex lightly, as if he were kissing her mouth. She loved how it felt, how everything with him felt, but especially how he built her up so high. To show her appreciation she started running her hands through his wet hair, incredibly turned on by the sight of him between her legs.  
She imagined this was what it was like when he watched her sucking his dick, a thought that made her understand him a little more. When his tongue began to probe her electric clit she forgot all about the understanding though. As quickly as it was there, his tongue was gone again, pushing into her pussy a second later. 
She was amazed at how good he was at eating her pussy. His hot mouth moved over her sex expertly, turning her on but never too far. With each passing minute she felt the sexual energy gathering in her body, waiting for that instant of release. 
"Your mouth feels so good," she said, the energy near to bursting. 
She felt him increase his tempo and pressure, deeply licking inside of her, making her moan his name. She was having a hard time holding back now, her body completely overwhelmed with pleasure. She closed her eyes, focusing on his mouth working her pussy. 
Even when she felt him push two fingers into her pussy again, she kept her eyes shut. She let out a sound that was somewhere between a whimper and a scream though. She started to subtly rock her hips in time with his hand, but not wanting to interrupt his mouth. 
"Oh God," she whispered. "Make me cum baby...I need to cum so bad..." she continued on, her voice rising to a whimper and then begging. 
Her climax finally washed over her, slow and deep. Her body convulsed spasmodically and her eyes squeezed tight. Her whimpering and begging turned into grunting and moaning while his tongue massaged her clit and his fingers penetrated her quivering pussy. 
She slowly opened her eyes, struggling to stay on her feet. Her knees were weak and ready to buckle, only him holding her up. She smiled down at him dreamily, his mouth and fingers gently massaging her sex before she finally felt them leave her. 
He quickly kissed his way up her body, his hands following up her sides once her leg dropped from his shoulder. He could tell she was having trouble standing, which he took as an immense compliment. He couldn't completely bypass her breasts this time, only stopping briefly to nuzzle her soft flesh. 
She returned his kiss, completely spent though. She felt like she had just run a marathon, her lungs and muscles burning from the exertion. Gradually, under the hot water and his loving embrace she regained her strength. 
The two finally broke apart and began to wash each other, laughing and teasing as they did. They touched each other playfully as they started their day, both of them already looking forward to what it held for them.  
 
 
 Publication Date: June 29th 2011 https://www.bookrix.com/-tipper.top