Previously:

I had always imagined her with a fairly flat butt - that's what thin or skinny girls usually seemed to have, and about a month after Cullen left she was really way to skinny. But she had put back some of the weight, and was finally looking almost like the old Bella again.

And boy, those ass cheeks were round and bouncy, and I could just imagine taking a nice bite of that left cheek that had tantalized me for so long. It was no accident I was her gym partner; I liked to stand behind her and fantasize over the many ways I would take that tight little body…

As I was fantasizing in my head about her as I often did, I heard her sigh, breaking me from la la land.

And then I saw she had a towel with her.

My heart began to thud. Was she going to shower?

This thought was just percolating around my flabbergasted brain when she sighed again, and I held my breath as her hands went behind her back, and then the sweetest music I'd ever heard: the snap as the bra unclasped.

As if in slow motion, the straps fell down her arms, and then she lifted the bra free and hung it on the same hook her jeans and top were on.

I stared, transfixed at her perfect tits. They looked so good! Her nipples were really a pale, dusty pink, like a pale pink rose or a piece of bubble gum; her areolas were small, maybe the size of a half dollar coin. The underside of those beautiful breasts - so creamy and smooth - were a perfect half circle on her torso, as if they were designed for my hands to ease up her stomach and grasp them.

And her breasts were perky enough that she had natural cleavage, a narrow valley that looked so inviting I shivered. I wanted to stick my face in there and nuzzle her tits so badly.

But my fantasy perusal was short lived, as she started to peel her panties down her legs.

I think my heart stopped for a moment, and my cock was so hard watching as she wiggled the thin garment over her thighs and knees, before she stepped out of them carefully.

I could not turn my eyes away. She was so fucking hot!

A small patch of dark, curly brown hair that was perhaps a shade darker than the hair on her head, lay nestled between her creamy white thighs. Her bush looked like it started well below her hip bones, so she either did not have a lot of pubic hair or she shaved or waxed the area.

Either way, she looked perfect.

When she bent over to pick up her panties and put them on the hook, I cursed that I wasn't behind her so I could get a better view. Sure, seeing her mound was great, but I wanted to see what was underneath, dammit!

Still, I'd seen more of her than I could ever imagine, and I now had enough spank bank material in my head to last me for many a long night!

When Bella turned, a small toiletry bag in hand, and made her way to the shower, I admired the way her ass and tits seemed to bounce in unison.

Fucking amazing.

I knew I should head out right then, but I was past caring now. My cock seemed to be pointing in the direction she walked in, and it was certainly calling the shots right now.

A clear case of thinking with the little head.

So, instead of leaving now before getting busted and possibly expelled, I came up with a careful plan, knowing she had not seen me at any after school activity. If I could feign stumbling in here because the boy's bathroom was shut for repairs, and that I was gross and desperately needed a shower... yes, I could do it!

Ha! Fuck you Tyler. You said I couldn't make a plan to save my ass, eh?

Let's just see about that!

I grabbed a piece of paper from my backpack, wrote a quick OUT OF ORDER sign on it using block letters than didn't look like my handwriting, and ran out as quickly as I could to the boys locker room across the hallway. I shut the door to the locker, grabbed a piece of tape from one of the flyers on the wall about upcoming sporting tryouts, and stuck my Out of Order note to the door of the boys locker.

I was back in the girl's locker in under a minute, and I quickly shed my clothes and set them into an unused locker on the far side from where Bella's was. This way, I could claim I hadn't seen her stuff when I walked into the shower, and had no idea she was in there, fully naked.

As I was now, too.

With my cock leading the way, I snuck back around towards the shower, the sound of the water echoing. My dick was bouncing with each step, so hard it was painful, and I was aware of how powerfully wound up I really was.

I took a deep breath, praying to a higher power for success for my little plan, and turned the corner to the shower area.

Chapter 2:

And when I saw her, I let out such a gasp that I was lucky the sound of the water was loud enough to cover up my gaffe.

Bella was standing under the spray, face turned up, and water covering her everywhere. Based on the steam, the water was probably really hot, and her skin had turned a delectable shade of pink.

Her hair was one of the first things I noticed. It was simply glorious; completely soaked, and with her head leaned up into the spray, it trailed down over her shoulders and down her back almost all the way to her pert, round ass. Her hands were rubbing shampoo into her dark locks, and she had a peaceful, serene look on her face as she massaged her scalp.

I slowly stroked my cock without even realizing it, and as the water washed out the shampoo, she blindly reached down to the floor and picked up a small white bottle. She squeezed some fluid - body wash I guessed - into her hand and began to rub it onto her shoulders, and then her breasts, never opening her eyes. Her nipples hardened under her stroking hands, and I could only watch with pure lust as water dripped from their distended peaks, making slow wet trails down her creamy smooth body.

Without my even realizing it, she had slowly turned until her back was now to the spray, and I had no chance to make up my mind what to do when her eyes slowly opened.

I was staring directly at her, our gazes locked, and my heart was thundering and my face was probably red as a tomato. I had a brief second to wander what she was thinking when she didn't say anything, just continued to stare with her brow scrunched up.

But then, I saw recognition in her eyes as they widened dramatically, and she let out a shriek even as she crossed her legs and covered her breasts with one hand while the other went to cover her mound, which was already mostly obscured by her tightly crossed legs anyway.

"MIKE! What are you doing here?" She half demanded, half yelped at me, her voice much higher pitched than normal.

I saw her eyes travel quickly down my body, and I could swear her eyes got even wider when she saw my state of undress and my waving dick.

But I had to answer her. I was teetering on a knife edge here.

"Bella, I'm so sorry!" I lied, infusing my voice with just enough surprise, embarrassment, and mortification. "I…I didn't realize anyone was in here, and the boy's locker is out of order! I had no idea anyone would be here after school!" I waved my hands around. "I was so sweaty from using the weight room and needed a shower, please don't hate me, Bella, please!"

I surprised myself with my own inventiveness, and I of course had the alibi of the boys locker room sign.

Plus, I *was* in the weight room earlier, and had a few witnesses about an hour ago.

During my little apology/rant, I noticed that Bella again let her eyes roam over my body. When I finished, I let my hands - which were sort of slung forward as I had used them to 'sell' my apology – hang down at my hips, covering nothing.

Deciding I was all in at this point, I took a step forward, my eyes locked on hers. "I'm so sorry Bella, really."

Then, in what was probably my make or break moment, I purposely let my eyes trail over her form, and my mouth falling open and my eyes popping was only partly feigned as my eyes feasted on her warm, wet body.

"Wow," I mumbled, quiet enough that that she might suspect I didn't mean her to hear it, but certainly loud enough that she did.

When I saw her bite her bottom lip, I decided to keep her off balance before she had a chance to think about what was happening here. "Why did you need a shower? I didn't know you did any after school sports?" I purposefully asked a stupid question to distract her from kicking me out.

It worked. Her eyes snapped back to mine, and she made a face. "After school sports, Mike? Are you kidding? You've seen me in gym, I would probably kill myself!"

When I laughed, a big smile on my face as I nodded and agreed with her, I saw that her eyes were no longer wide in shock and surprise. Instead there was something else there that I wasn't sure of.

Probing a bit more – despite knowing the answers already - I continued with my distraction technique. "Then why are you here?" I asked, taking another small step forward and to the side of her, towards one of the other shower heads, until less than five feet separated us now.

She must have noticed my step, but her eyes kept glancing up and down in quick little glances that she might have thought I wouldn't catch.

Knowing she was looking, my cock was harder than ever.

"I had to do my required school club, and I fell into the mud," she mumbled, shrugging. When she made the shrug motion with her shoulders, I had a quick peek at one of her nipples. They were still hard as ever.

I chuckled, and took my eyes off of her and purposefully turned on the shower two down from her, and the spray immediately hit me full blast, soaking my head immediately.

"Mike!" Bella started, her voice quavering. "What are you doing?!"

Without turning my head or opening my eyes – after all, I wanted Bella to be able to check me out without me seeing her doing it so she would not be too embarrassed - I laughed quietly. "Bella, I am taking a quick shower. Seriously, it's no big deal. I won't peak at you," I said, and purposefully began to soap up my body, lifting my arms and running the soap along my chest and down over my stomach. With each stroke of the soap, I turned just a tiny bit towards her, so she would have a clear view of me.

I knew she was jittery and could bolt at any time, so I needed to be patient right now.

To my delight, she didn't say anything for a long moment, and I thought that was a good sign.

"Mike," she started to say, her voice a bit shaky, "I don't..." but then she stopped talking as I lathered up my hands with soap, and then began to clean my cock and balls with the foamy soap.

I thought I heard her give a small gasp, and I did my best to hold in my smile and then turned away. I continued my show, and bent over to soap my calves and ankles, giving her a clear view from her shower area of my ass and my balls hanging between my legs.

This time, I know I heard a gasp, and when I continued my turn, so my back was now to the spray, I could practically feel her gaze on me, like a scorching burn.

I continued my slow turn, never stopping my hands running the bar of soap over my body, until I was fully facing her again. My eyes were still closed, and from under my lashes I could just see the lower part of her body. She was fully facing me, and her legs were still slightly crossed, and one hand lay over her mound. But the other hand was on her hip, meaning her breasts were uncovered.

I couldn't see far enough upwards from under my lashes to see where her eyes were pointed, but I had a feeling I knew and I throbbed ever harder for her.

I finally completed my turn and was again facing the shower head, the spray coming down, and I opened my eyes. I saw her arm move in my peripheral vision, and it looked like she covered her breasts again.

Knowing I had to keep moving forward or lose this opportunity, I decided to try and put her at ease, and be cheeky again. "Bella, can I borrow your shampoo? Mine is in my gym locker and the door was closed and locked with a sign on it so I couldn't get it."

I turned my head to her, and gave her a small smile, completely ignoring my bouncing cock like it was of no consequence.

She didn't answer for a moment, and I started to turn towards her when she spoke.

"Um, sure, I guess," she said, not at all sounding sure.

"Thanks Bella!" I said cheerily, and took a few steps closer to her shower head, reaching for the bottle of shampoo that was resting on the floor by her toiletries bag.

She squeaked at my sudden movement, and I saw her hands flailing around as she lost her balance while moving away from me.

Without hesitating, I quickly reached out and grabbed her, one hand around her waist and one on her arm. I pulled her upright even as she was falling, and she crashed into me as I pulled her backwards. For just a moment, her bum was pressing right against my aching cock and her wondrous body lay against mine.

She was scorching, surely her skin was hotter than 98.6?

I helped her settle on her feet, my arm wrapped around her stomach just below her breasts.

"Whoa, careful there Bella," I joked, as I slowly released her and stepped back. I saw her take a deep breath, and step away from me as well. I kept my eyes on her face, noticing she did not move to cover up right away. In fact, it was a few seconds before her arm went back over her breasts.

"Are you ok? I didn't mean to startle you," I asked softly.

I saw her swallow. "Yes, I'm...I'm ok. Thanks for catching me." She gave a small smile, as I had been catching her in gym for months last year, and again this year after Cullen left.

"Anytime, Bella," I said warmly. "I will always try to catch you when you fall."i

I turned sideways, facing the shower heads again and reached down to the shampoo bottle. I stood back up with it in my hand. I turned my head and looked at her, smiling, and briefly noted she had her bottom lip trapped between her teeth and her eyes looking somewhere lower on my body. I also briefly noted that her arm covering her breasts had dropped down a bit, and was not really covering anything at all. Her nipples were rock hard and she shifted from one foot to the other, the hand that had previously covered her mound now splayed over her hip.

She was clearly nervous, but I pretended to ignore her for a moment as I squirted some shampoo into my hand. I turned my head again, winked at her, and handed her the bottle. "Are you doing your hair too?"

She nodded, but I could tell she wasn't really paying attention to my words. "Well, you have beautiful hair, Bella. Maybe this shampoo will make mine half as nice," I teased.

Her eyes suddenly snapped to mine, and I couldn't read her expression. Finally, she huffed. "Yes, sure, I am quite certain you've been looking at my hair."

I laughed, a full throated laugh, knowing I had been caught. "Sorry, "I said, not really sorry at all, "but you have to know that I've liked you for a long time, Bella, and have always thought you were beautiful." I didn't step back to my original shower head just yet, and put the shampoo into my hair and began to lather it. I leaned forward and turned on the shower head directly next to hers, and reached up to angle it better for my height - I was much taller than most of the girls - and to also lean it so it sprayed a bit towards Bella's side.

A subtle move, which I am certain she noticed, but if she did, she didn't say anything.

I closed my eyes, and lathered up my hair, again turning my body around so she got a good look at anything she wanted to see. I also made sure to stand on the side of the shower spray that was closer to her, putting her less than three feet from me.

I had put my words out there as honestly as I could, and she hadn't replied. Should I say something else?

As I lathered my hair up and started to rinse, I heard the pitter patter spray noise of Bella's shower suddenly change -and I realized that she must have moved back under the spray to finish rinsing her hair.

I wanted to do a happy jig - she hadn't walked out! This…whatever it might lead to…was really happening!

As the shampoo rinsed away from my hair, I snuck a peak at her. Sure enough, she was back under the spray, and was running her hands through her locks, which were filled with some sort of cream, probably conditioner. Her eyes were closed, and she looked peaceful.

However, I saw her nipples were harder than ever, with small goosebumps raised on the areolas. Her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was definitely heavier than it was before.

I decided to see how far this could go.

"Hmmm," I said softly, keeping my eyes closed in case she looked, "I love the smell of this. Is it strawberry?" I asked.

"Yes," she said quietly.

I opened my eyes a crack, and she was looking at me again. Or more specifically, my cock.

I decided to open them fully, and her eyes snapped up when she saw me watching her. She turned back towards the spray, her cheeks flaming red.

"Bella," I said, laughing, "You can look if you want. It's quite flattering, actually."

She took a deep breath, and looked back to me for a moment, but at my eyes. She was gnawing her lip again, and I so wanted to kiss it.

Very, very subtly, as I rinsed, I moved myself closer. I was probably less than two feet from her now, barely in the spray of my own shower head and almost in hers.

"You really don't mind?" she finally asked. She had to know what I was doing, but didn't call me on it or move away.

"Not at all, Bella." I was amazed that my voice sounded so calm, because I certainly didn't feel that way. "I'm sure you know, and I've told you, I've liked you for a long time, Bella. I always felt you were one of the nicest girl in the school, and definitely one of the most attractive."

I saw her blush again, and I kept talking. "When you started working at my parents store and I really got to know you, I decided I really wanted to know you better. I mean, we were already friends, but we never talked about anything too deep, you know?"

She nodded, and took an occasional glance down at my waist, where I was still throbbing.

"And," I continued, happy to see that she hadn't moved away, so I took the soap again and began to wash my body, and as I got closer to my cock I heard her breath increase, "it's not like I didn't get a good look at you, you are just so beautiful."

Her attention was finally diverted. "I'm not," she whispered, her eyes dropping to the floor.

I turned fully to her now, and took a small step closer, both of us under her spray now, and gently lifted her chin with my finger. Her brown eyes were sad.

I couldn't have that.

"You are, Bella," I assured her. "Don't just take my word for it. Lots of boys wanted to date you this year and last, and I've heard the guys talk. They are always talking about girls. I think for some of them, that's all they do.!"

Bella giggled, and her momentary sadness seemed to have lifted. I'd never heard her giggle before, and I liked it.

"I'll bet," she said, giggling again, her whole face lighting up with her smile, and her eyes looking fully alive and sparkling.

I laughed too, and we soon were laughing together. As we were both under her shower head, I turned the head closest to us in my direction, so we were both now under two spraying heads, giving us a nice soaking.

She clearly saw me do it, but didn't say anything. She started to use her fingers to tease the conditioner out of her long hair and I did some staring of my own.

I know she noticed, as her cheeks flamed red again, but she didn't say anything. I just kept soaping myself, and was soon soaping my stomach again. I bent my legs, and when I began running the soap along the bottom of my balls, I notice she was watching again.

I took a breath. Here goes.

"Bella, can you do my back? " I asked innocently.

I heard her take a deep breath, but I gave her my most boyish expression.

Her eyes roamed back and forth between mine for a moment, before she let out a little puff of air. "Ok," she said, her breath leaving in sort of whoosh on the K.

I turned around, presenting my back to her, and leaned forward so my hands were over my head and pressed against the wall with the shower head just above me. This had the effect of lowering my back, pushing my ass out, and forcing her to come to the side just a little to reach up towards my shoulders.

When her soft hands began to rub the soap over the skin of my shoulders, I moaned softly at the sensation. She paused for a moment, before she began again, with more confidence. I tried to stay still, but it was really hard as I imagined her touching me everywhere. Her soapy hands worked on the side, just under my short ribs, and when I giggled and squirmed away, I saw her smile.

"Ticklish, Mike?" she teased.

"You have no idea," I said. "And in some really embarrassing places too!"

I heard her giggle again, and her hands moved lower, and was soon soaping my lower back, just over the top of my ass. I bent over further against the wall, making it easier for her, but her hands became tentative.

"Lower, please," I said, and you could hear the need in my voice.

After a moment, her hands were moving again, this time against the top of my cheeks. I let out a small groan, and seemingly emboldened, her hands moved lower. I felt her press the bar of soap into the very top of my crack, and then her soft hand flittered down over my ass cheeks, rubbing and cleaning.

I widened my stance a bit more, and I knew that, with my leaning over like this, from her position she would be able to see my balls hanging between my thighs.

As she got even lower, pushing the soap around and then following it with her hand, I held my breath.

What would she do?

She hesitated a moment, and then I couldn't hold in a gasp when I felt the soap press lower, right where my ass met the very bottom of my sack.

She paused again, to see if I was ok, and I wiggled my hips a bit in invitation. She started moving again, and the soapy hand followed the soap, now running just below my balls, as if unsure if it should move.

"Go ahead, Bella," I whispered. "I'm sure they need to be cleaned too."

I heard her laugh. "Yes, I am sure they are just so dirty," she quipped, and for a moment I was afraid she would stop.

But she didn't, and then I really couldn't hold in my moan when her small hand suddenly was rubbing the soap along the bottom of my balls, moving it up and down on my sack.

"Fuck," I whispered, "don't stop."

She gained confidence, and soon her hand was roaming all over my balls, from the bottom all the way to the top where they met the shaft.

When she moved the soap to the very side where they met my body, I squirmed and laughed again.

Bella seemed amused, though I could tell by her heavy breathing she was also turned on. "Ticklish there, Mike? Is that one of your spots?"

"Yes," I admitted. "Very ticklish there."

She let her fingers trail over the sides of my sack, and I shivered at the sensation.

Unfortunately, she then pulled her hands back out. "All done," she whispered.

I turned around to face her. "Do you want to do the front too? Or can I do your back?"

I saw the indecision on her face, and stepped closer, until her breasts were practically touching my chest and my erection was less than an inch from the soft skin of her belly.

"I promise, we will leave her cleaner than anyone else in the school," I teased.

My distraction worked, as I saw her face break into a smile.

She took a deep breath, and I saw her shaky hand reach up and began to work the soap into my chest, before her other hand rubbed it in. Her eyes stayed glued to where her hands went, as if she was afraid to meet my eyes.

That was ok. Having her hands on me was heaven.

She continued to lather me up, doing my collar bone, under my arms, my ribs, and my abdomen.

Since I was taller than her, she didn't really need to bend down to clean lower.

Soon, she was rubbing the skin of my abdomen, just below my belly button. My erection was throbbing, again only an inch or two from her soft skin. I knew she was staring at it, and I wanted to ask her what she was thinking.

Before I could, however, she blurted out "doesn't that get sore after a while?"

I saw her cheeks flame red again, and I chuckled. "Well, yes, I suppose it is starting too. Without, err... relief, they can get really painful. It's not fun."

Her cheeks flamed again, and she nodded. But thankfully she was soon moving her hand lower, soaping the top of my pubic hair, and then finally, finally, she ran the bar of soap along the underside of my shaft, and then her hand followed.

"Oh, Bella, that feels good," I moaned quietly.

I could not believe it. After months and months of unrequited desire, Bella had her hands on my cock.

She repeated the motion with her soapy hand, again and again, and soon was soaping up the whole area.

She did my balls again, this time from the front, doing as much playing as cleaning, but then she was leaning down and soaping my thighs and shins, before rising again to her feet. But instead of using the soap on my cock like before, her other hand, which was still sudsy, suddenly wrapped around my cock and gave it a strong tug.

"Ohh, please do that again," I whimpered, and Bella began to slowly wank me off.

I was moaning helplessly now, and she seemed to be really into it; when I moaned loudly, sometimes she would give out these little, breathless gasps. She used her soapy hands to perfection - fast strokes, long languid stroking, slow strokes where she squeezed under the head...it was all so good.

At some point, she reached up and put the soap into the soap dish, looking down at my cock.

Even though I desperately needed to cum and was very close, I needed to taste those lips she'd been nibbling for the past ten minutes. I used my finger to lift her chin. Her face raised up, and the spray that was running down on us made her look almost angelic.

"God, you're so beautiful," I said without even realizing it. I saw something in her eyes, and decided to chance it.

I leaned down, slowly but decisively, my intentions clear. When she didn't stop me, I finally closed the distance between us, and our lips met in a heated kiss. I let my tongue gently press against her lips, and when she opened her mouth I slowly moved my tongue in, and I heard her moan as our tongues slowly moved against each other.

I moved closer to her, our bodies pressing together, my cock pressed up against the soft skin of her belly and her breasts pressing against my chest. When I felt her hands wrap around my head and neck, clutching my hair as she pulled herself more tightly against me, I moaned even as I wanted to do a happy dance that she had surrendered to her lust.

My own hands traveled slowly down her back, again giving her time, but my destination was clear. When I finally let my hands run over the cheeks of her round bum, I gave it a good squeeze. When she only moaned louder, moving from foot to foot even as she pressed her breasts harder against me, I felt like I would combust.

I let one of my hands come up her side, and slowly grasped a perfectly formed breast. I used my thumb to tweak her nipple, and she pulled her mouth way from mine to gasp into my shoulder.

"God Bella, you feel so good," I murmured into her neck, laying soft kisses all along her shoulder and collarbone. Her hands were kneading my hair, and I couldn't help myself. I bent my knees, putting myself even with her chest, and I latched onto her rosy nipple, loving it when I heard her gasp in surprise. My other hand was kneading her ass cheeks, and the water splashing down on us made the whole thing hotter, the steam getting us nice and slick, my cock slipping and sliding along the skin of her lower belly.

I continued to suck her breast, while my other hand got bolder and began to move down her ass crack until I was reaching and just letting my fingers trail down lower, towards the back and bottom of her pussy.

She opened her legs a bit, and this encouraged me to continue. Lower, lower, my questing fingers moved, and when she let out a little whimper and moved her legs even further apart, I knew I had won.

Finally, my fingers, moving from the back, suddenly trailed upwards through her very wet crease. She was hot, and slick, and I didn't even need to spread her lips apart, they were already so swollen that at my first touch they opened right up. I had to lean down a bit to reach further since I was coming from the back, but my hand finally got high enough that I was able to gently nudge her clit with my middle finger.

Her reaction was immediate; another small whimper, and she was now standing on very shaky legs as I pleasured her with my fingers. To compensate for her balance issues, I slowly pushed her a step backwards, until she had her back to the wall of the shower stall.

It was impossible to reach her pussy from the back now, so I put my other hand to good use, and let it trail down over her creamy stomach while I continued to suck her breasts, switching from one hard nipple to the other.

Again, she didn't stop me, and my fingers trailed down through her silky soft pubic hair, until I was again rubbing along her petaled, soaking slit. My fingers trailed up and down, tweaking her clit or teasing around her hole. Her mewls and soft hisses and other sexy sounds were like the finest symphony, and I wondered what other noises I could elicit from her.

Bella was panting now, one of her hands clutching to the top of my shoulder like it was holding her up, the other one wrapped around my waist. My cock was absolutely aching, but I was so thrilled to be touching her that I didn't care at the moment.

I wanted her to cum, to completely fall apart in my arms. So I continued my assault on her pussy, my thumb moving her clit around, and I finally sunk a finger into her body.

Her moan was the loudest yet, and she leaned further back against the wall, spreading her legs as wide as they would allow her to while still standing. The motion caused by her spreading legs made her lose a couple of inches of height, and she sunk all the way down on my finger, groaning at the sudden deep invasion.

Fuck she was so hot and tight, I'd never felt anything like it before. Not neglecting her clit or the nipple I was sucking, I began to slide two fingers in and out of her pussy, and she was almost hopping up and down, completely humping my finger, rolling her hips at the same time to get more pressure on her clit. More wetness spilled from her, and I felt her nipple getting even harder as she began to pant in time with my thrusting digits.

I leaned up from her nipple, kissing the side of her neck, before again claiming her mouth. Our tongues battled again, much harder this time, and then I was kissing her neck just below her ear. "Cum for me Bella, "I whispered, my breath hot in her ear. "Please cum for me."

As if in answer, her whole body began to shake, her nails digging into my shoulder where she was holding on, and I felt her pussy begin to clench on my finger. She suddenly wrapped her other arm around my back, and pulled me close to her while at the same time turning her mouth and attacking me with her kiss. She was panting into my mouth even as my tongue gently massaged her own, and when I pressed down on her clit a bit harder, her legs suddenly squeezed together, trapping my hand there.

She completely stiffened for a moment, and I know she stopped breathing. Her nails dug into my back, sure to leave scratches, and then suddenly she let out a huge exhalation of air in a single 'whoosh' and she sagged against the wall, practically boneless and held up by my body pressing against her.

I extricated my hand from her now sopping pussy, and had to basically let her sink to the floor as she didn't have the strength to stand.

She finally was down, her back against the wall and her knees bent with her feet flat on the tile. I grabbed my towel, gently lifting her and putting her ass back down on it, and then moved so I was sitting right next to her, her arm and thigh against my own.

She caught her breath pretty quickly, and turned to me with eyes that were a mix of lust and embarrassment. I noticed her blush went all the way down to the tops of her breasts, which still quivered with aftershocks of her orgasm. Her nipples were still very hard and distended, and a quick glance down between her legs gave me a view of the pink pussy that was only partly covered in her dark pubes.

Not wanting this to get awkward, I softly kissed the side of her jaw and neck, murmuring to her how hot she was. "Mm. So beautiful Bella, that was really hot."

When she tilted her head to give me more room, I was thrilled, and I shifted to get closer to her. She partly turned, and her hand touched my cock when she did.

"Fuck," I moaned, spreading my legs a bit so my balls didn't get crushed between my thighs. I knew I needed relief, like right now.

Thankfully, Bella seemed to be on the same page. "I'm sorry, Mike, I feel so selfish," she said, and she was looking down at my cock which was throbbing with my heartbeat.

I gave her a subtle hint, by pressing my hips up, and my cock moved upwards too.

I let out a soft moan when her small hand closed more tightly on me. The water on our skin, and the spray that was still coming down but was now only hitting my knees and feet since we had moved against the wall, made everything steamy hot and wet.

I watched her as her hand slowly began to jack my cock. She had made no move to hide herself, so I just leaned back against the wall and enjoyed the hand job, watching her breasts jiggle. I could only see the top of her mound, looking down over her belly between her parted thighs, but the sight of her naked body and the feel of her hand soon had me pushing my hips up into her hand.

"Oh fuck Bella, that's so good, keep doing that," I mumbled.

My words seemed to give her more enthusiasm, as she began to stroke me harder.

"Shit, Bella, can...can you use your other hand to rub my balls? Please?" I asked, hoping she would.

She bit her lip for just a moment, but then nodded, a blush on her cheeks. I made it easier for her by shuffling around to her front, so we were facing each other. She watched me with her bottom lip trapped between her teeth, but she didn't stop me. I was now sitting cross legged between her parted thighs, with her feet planted on each side of my hips and my erect dick about six inches from her pussy.

She again reached out to me, and her hands were again fantastic. Her left hand moved slowly, until it was resting on my thigh. It slowly moved upwards, until she gently used it to cup my balls, giving them the lightest of squeezes even as she continued to stroke me long and slow with her right hand.

"Ohh, Bella, that's so good, my God," I panted. My own hands were resting on her calves, as her knees were till bent and to the sides of my hips. The position was very erotic, and I wished someone would take a photo of us right now.

She continued to stroke, and I was now openly rubbing her calves, moving upwards, and then I was soon rubbing her thighs. She didn't stop me, her focus all on my cock. But from this position, seated between her legs, I had a great view of her pussy, and I could see her subtly squirming and moving her hips. Her labia was still spread open, the whole thing looked so good I wish I had more experience with eating a girl out.

Soon, my hands got bolder, and I was running my finger up and down through her parted folds, paying special attention to her clit, staring down as my fingers explored her. She looked embarrassed at first, but when our eyes met and held I could see a sort of amazement there, that she was actually doing this. But I chose that moment to gently push one finger inside her again, and she moaned and leaned forward, kissing me again. Her hands left my cock, came around my neck, and she pulled me closer.

This forced me to rise on my knees which was painful because of the hard floor. So, instead, I pulled her forwards, and she squeaked as I lifted her onto my thighs, never breaking our kiss, and pulling her forwards.

We both groaned at the same time, and we broke our kiss to look down between our wet bodies.

She was astride my thighs, my cock pointing straight up, and the gaping lips of her pussy was laying against the underside of my shaft. She looked down too, and seemed to be as mesmerized at the sight as I was, the tip of my cock poking up through her dark pubic hair, the folds of her pussy spread around my shaft lower down, and my balls tucked up into the crevice of her ass.

It was fucking amazing, mind blowing, the hottest thing I'd ever seen.

Without even moving, we were both panting, gasping for breath. And when I gave a gentle push of my hips, and my cock slid up through her folds, she groaned so loudly that the vibrations of it went straight through me.

I repeated the motion, and to my delight she began to slide her hips up and down as well, matching my rhythm, until my cock was sliding up and down her pussy like it was a piece of corn on hot buttered bread.

I used one hand to gently pinch her nipples, and the other went under to grip her ass and roll her cheeks; but I eventually had to use that hand to guide my cock up and down as it kept getting caught on her butt hole if I went too far down, or pulling too tightly against my belly.

She looked up at my face briefly, her cheeks flaming red, but her eyes cloudy with lust. She was enjoying this as much as me, humping her hips up and down, her hands holding my hips. Her big brown eyes would alternate looking down between us and looking at my eyes with a surprised but lusty look that drove me crazy.

On the biggest strokes my cock went as high as her belly button, and then I would pull back until the tip was at the very bottom of her pussy, poking her butt. She was groaning and moaning, sometimes leaning her head back against the wall and using one of her arms to balance on to give herself more leverage.

I pulled her face forwards for another kiss. She immediately attacked my mouth, her hips never slowing, our tongues battling together, sexy and hot, pure heat and passion.

As good as this was, I needed more of her. I decided to be bolder, and on the next stroke as I guided my cock with my hand, I gently moved the head of my cock in a small circle around her entrance, while I used my thumb to softly roll her clit.

Bella's eyes snapped to mine, her mouth in a wide 'O.' When she didn't stop me, I pushed my hips forward an inch, and the whole head of my cock was nestled in her tight heat.

"Fuck, that's so good, you are so sexy Bella," I moaned, my eyes locked on watching my cock slowly inching inside her hot body.

She moaned too, again looking back and forth between my cock and my eyes, that bottom fucking lip trapped between her teeth again.

I pushed again, and another inch of shaft sank into her, and I was almost halfway home now, her pussy tight and fluttering around me.

"Mike..."she said softly between little gasps. I pulled my hips back, my cock pulling out until the very tip of my cock just was kissing that hot, wet hole, before I pushed back in. She gasped, her loudest moan yet, and I repeated the motion several more times, going a touch deeper inside on every thrust.

Bella looked up at me again, her eyes still having that surprised look. "Are...are we really doing this?" she asked, her whole body rocking, moving my cock slowly in and out of her. She was again looking down between us, even as she pushed her hips forwards, making my cock sink even deeper into her body and making her pant, until I was nearly all the way inside.

"Yes, please, Bella, it feels so good, doesn't it?"

She hesitated a moment, rocking her hips again, watching as my cock slid deeper into her, and she bit her lip while looking back up at me, a strange look of vulnerability and lust in her eyes. "Yes," she whimpered, sliding forward again, and I took that as my sign of surrender.

I pushed even further, and she groaned as my cock sank fully into her, feeling my balls tucked under her ass. I was panting, her pussy was so hot and tight, and I literally felt her stretching around me, her insides surely hotter than anything I had felt before. I was certainly no virgin, having fucked several girls, but none of them felt like this...

When my cock was all the way in, Bella moaned louder than she had before. I shuffled my hips, moving closer until our bellies were touching, her tits were mashed against my chest, and my balls settled firmly under her ass. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling herself closer, and grunting as I pushed forward at the same time. I then pulled my hips back, and she began to match my rhythm, moaning and hissing and gasping my name, and the knowledge that I was fucking Bella Swan, who sat in my lap riding my cock, percolated in my brain like fireworks going off.

We didn't speak again, just soft grunts and moans, and occasional kisses and nips were the only language we needed. The position wasn't great, as her weight on my thighs meant I couldn't really pump the way I wanted to, but it still felt better than anything I had felt before.

But I think Bella also wanted more, as I heard her softly whimper 'harder' when I pushed particularly hard on one thrust.

"Bella, I am going to lay back, this way we can go faster and harder," I said, laying myself backwards on the hard tiles even as she was fully astride my cock.

Sure, the tiles didn't feel very nice, but fuck if I gave a shit right then.

I wrapped my arms around Bella's back, pulling her torso forward when I was finally lying flat. My hands moved to her plump ass, and I began to roll her hips forward and back, immediately feeling the difference as we could go deeper and harder now.

"Oh oh oh oh" Bella was moaning, as she rolled her hips in slow circles, sliding back and forth and up and down with my hands and arms guiding and helping her, rolling her hips on me, making me dizzy with her beauty. She arched her back, her perky tits pointing up towards the ceiling, her pussy fully exposed with my cock stuffed inside of it, creamy foam from her previous orgasm mixed with the dripping water from the hot shower.

I looked up at her writhing body in amazement, mesmerized by the jiggling of her generous tits, or the contractions of her flat stomach. She began to roll her hips more tightly, the circles getting smaller, getting into the fucking, and using her thighs to control the angles and speed, moaning louder as she went. When she began to piston straight up and down, her hands on my chest for leverage, she slammed down on me, my balls began to stir as I felt my orgasm coming fast. Not wanting to cum first - I needed to make this good so she would do it again - I let my thumb gently press on her clit, sticking out from it's hood like a little diamond right above where we were joined. My other hand greedily pinched and squeezed her luscious ass cheeks, and she began to keen and wail, her movements becoming shaky.

"Oh shit," she groaned, and I felt her pussy literally clamping on my prick. Her nails dug deeply into my chest, and the pain helped me last a few more stokes.

My voice was quavering. "Fuck, Bella, I am going to cum, can I cum inside you?" Even as I asked, I was praying she said yes, as I felt like a gate was opening in my balls, signaling the point of no return.

"Yes," she moaned, leaning back and pinching her own nipples, making me babble and groan as she rocked and swiveled on me, and I almost went wild when she began to furiously rub her clit. "Please," she moaned, her head thrown back, her hair a wild tangle that flowed down between her breasts and over her back.

I'd never seen anything as beautiful as this.

My hands went to her hips, and I raised her up and then slammed her down, once twice a third time, and then my own voice joined hers in release as I spurted huge gouts of cum deep inside her scalding heat.

She collapsed down on me, our sweaty, soaking chests meeting, our breaths somehow synchronized so that our chests - even pressed together - rose and fell at the same time. Her head lay next to mine, her lips laying against my neck as we each panted and tried to catch our breath.

My hands were trailing mindlessly on her back and ass, occasionally grazing lower and touching the very bottom of her pussy, feeling my cock still buried there and my cum leaking around the shaft from her insides.

"Wow," was all I could say, and I started to kiss every piece of her I could reach with my lips. Her neck, her jaw, her ear, the sides of her face. When I heard her giggle, I arched my neck, and she finally turned her head and met my mouth with a soft, sultry kiss.

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