I held tight to his shoulders as I came, this time not whispering his name but rather shouting it out at the top of my lungs, as I had longed to do for so long.
I leaned against him limply after my orgasm, my muscles turned to jello and a satiated smile on my face.
I was getting rather frustrated with the whole process because sex just wasn't fun anymore.
One morning in the shower, I was lamenting my lack of a good, hard fuck and remembering what our sex life was like just a few years before.
I admit my memories were getting me horny, and soon my hands were wandering over my slippery, soapy flesh, squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples and then wandering down to caress my pussy. I didn't want to get out of the shower yet, so I just did what I always did in these situations. just come in and go to the bathroom quickly."The door opened when I was only halfway through this statement and I heard him sigh as he finally relieved himself.
Then I opened it up partially, revealing flesh all the way up my side, and closed it again, only then taking note of his presence.
His face was flushed and his eyes were travelling up and down my body and he had to shake himself when I asked where he was going."Uhh... I'm heading over to Tony's for a bit" he said, finally.