Believe it or not, I was almost 30 before I had sex in the shower.

It sounds like such a simple pleasure, but it took so long for it to happen that I’d built it up in my mind to be something divine.

My first and only girlfriend at that point was incredibly high-maintenance when it came to her hair and makeup, so she refused to let me fuck her in the shower because she was always worried about getting her hair wet or making her makeup run or some other bullshit reason. It became an obsessive fantasy for me that she was constantly withholding, and it drove me crazy.

I wasn’t into random hookups, so when I finally started dating someone new after we broke up, I was desperate to initiate shower sex. It had been a goal of mine for so long that I warned her it would probably be a long shower. She was game.

The first thing I wanted to do was wash every inch of her gorgeous body. She stood with her back to me under the stream of hot water as I lathered my hands and then began to slowly explore her wet skin, sliding down her shoulders and along her arms. I worked my way back up to her neck, kneading my fingers into the tense muscles and making her groan. I moved my hands back down to her huge tits, loving how slippery and soft they felt in the water. Her nipples were taut peaks as I brushed my palms over them before sliding my hands down and across her flat stomach.

She spread her legs slightly in anticipation of where I was going next, but I skimmed down her hips instead and onto her thighs, dropping to my knees in the tub. I rubbed soap down to her calves and then back up until my hands parted her inner thighs, just brushing her pussy before reaching back up and around to her ass.

I pushed on her lower back, encouraging her to bend forward until her arms were resting against the shower wall and her ass was presented to me beautifully. I dripped more body wash directly onto her ass cheeks and reveled in rubbing it across her curvy butt. I playfully spanked her a little bit, watching as her cheeks bounced and jiggled in response.

“Play with yourself, baby,” I said, watching one of her hands drop between her legs as she worked her clit. A man can only be so many places at once.

I parted her ass cheeks with my fingertips, loving the sight of the water running down her crack and over her asshole. I followed the trail with my finger, pressing into her a little and watching her pant. We had talked about trying anal, but hadn’t gotten around to it yet. Thankfully, I’d planned ahead and left the lube within reach. It seemed that we were going to knock out more than one first-time.

After spreading her cheeks wide again, I dragged my tongue across the bud of her ass, probing and pressing into her. I had never performed this taboo act before, but in the shower it just felt right.

I poured lube onto her tiny hole, working it in first with one finger and then another, giving her time to adjust. I didn’t know how into it she’d be, but she was starting to rub herself frantically and call my name. Then, while I still had two fingers inside her ass, she had her first orgasm. I could feel it rocking through her in waves.

She kept rubbing, so I let her work herself back up again before covering my cock in lube and pressing it against her asshole. It was just a little wider than it had been initially, but it still looked impossibly tight.

I didn’t think I’d ever been that hard before. I was painfully turned-on and desperate to push deep inside her, but I took it slow.

After spreading her cheeks wide, I dragged my tongue across the bud of her ass, probing and pressing into her.

She tensed up and tried to pull away at first, but once I got the head in, she started to relax against me. I kept sliding in slowly until I was all the way in. It was so hot and tight that I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to move without coming immediately. I took some deep breaths, trying to drown out her panting moans that begged me for more.

“Fuck me in the ass… I wanna feel you fuck me,” I heard her groan over the sound of running water.

I tried some slow strokes, pulling out little by little and then driving back home before I was sure she was comfortable. And she was more than comfortable. She was practically clawing the walls begging for more.

I stopped overthinking and trying to control the situation and let go, pounding into her sweet ass until she was pressed against the wall. I managed to hold out just long enough for her to come again, but the feeling of her ass clenching even harder around my dick pushed me over the edge and I came inside her.

She turned around and kissed me and pressed her wet body against mine. She murmured in my ear, “We got all dirty… now you’ll have to wash me clean again.”

I got hard again washing her and ended up fucking her pussy before coming all over her glorious tits.

“I guess you need to wash me again!” she laughed.

Shower sex was everything I dreamed it would be… and it seemed I had awoken my baby’s inner ass slut.