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The texture of Natalie's skin, the feel of her against me, the scent of fresh sweat and perfume that clung to her; all these, added to the things her clever mouth was doing to me, made me dizzy with desire. I could tell from her laboured breathing that I was having the same effect on her.
Meanwhile the shower, still switched on, was filling the room with clouds of steam. Our skins were running with sweat and condensation when at last we came up from our kiss.
"Let's get cleaned up," Natalie said. "Would you like me to wash you?"
"Why don't we wash each other?"
We climbed under the jet together, luxuriating in the heat of the water. Then we turned the shower off. Beginning at my shoulders, Natalie's hands, filled with flower-scented bath gel, made their way down my back, paying special attention to my ass, and then on down my legs to my feet. Coming round to kneel in front of me, she cleaned between my toes and then moved her hands up my calves to my thighs. Filling them once more, she lingered lovingly in my armpits and then started to soap my breasts, her hands moving in rhythmic circles which gradually centred on my nipples. She tugged gently at them until they were stiff and sticking out like the top joint of my finger, then took more gel and moved her hand down over my stomach to my mons, working up a rich lather with the heel of her hand while her fingers sought out my pussy. I groaned out loud as her fingers touched me, probing my cleft and flicking over my clitoris.
"Is that good?" she whispered into my ear.
"Oh yes, oh yes," I moaned. "Please, don't stop. Make me come."
I was so worked up it was just a matter of a few short strokes and a few seconds before that sweet sensation washed over me and I convulsed under Natalie's deft touch, my knees going weak. She kept an arm round me and supported me as the orgasm coursed through my body, then, as it ebbed away, brought up her hand from my pussy to turn on the shower once more and then cup my chin. We stood under the hot water and kissed some more, softly and sweetly.
"You now," I said after some time. I turned the shower off and put some gel in my own hands. Natalie stood there, arms outspread, as I covered first her arms and then her back in fluffy clouds of lather. Next I did the same with her legs, enjoying the smoothness of her skin and her muscle tone as I did so. Her breasts, when I touched them, were soft and supple, and she started to gasp and nibble her lip and roll her head from side to side as I rolled her nipples between my soapy forefinger and thumb.
"I want to eat you," I said into her ear.
"Not here, not now," she breathed. "Later. In bed. Now just make me come. I'm so close. Please."
She was close, too. I slid my hand, slippery with gel, between her legs and it seemed that I had hardly touched her there before she was shuddering and giving little soft cries of pleasure as her dam burst, her fingernails digging into my shoulders.
"Oh, yes. Oh, yes!" she howled, clinging to me as her orgasm hit her.
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