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Subject: {ASSM} <Dulcinea> Shower Head  (MF Rom Cons light bnd) by Tiramisu
Date: Tue,  5 Jun 2001 08:10:05 -0400
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CONTENT WARNING: This story has an adult theme and may include
graphic descriptions  of sexual acts.  If it is either illegal where
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Shower Head  (MF Rom Cons light bnd)

A Dulcinea Story by Tiramisu

Copyright 2001 by Tiramisu. All rights reserved. Please do not repost
without explicit permission of the author. Permission is granted for
archiving in ass and assm.

Comments are welcome. Email Tiramixu@yahoo.com. Or, preferably, post
comments to assd for all to see.

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Hearing the water running in the shower,  she went into 
the bathroom and called to him,  "Do you like the new 
shower head?  The one you were supposed to install 
today?  The one I installed while you were out playing 
golf?"

She wasn't really angry, but she did want him to think 
she was.

"I'm sorry, honey.  I was planning to do it this
afternoon."

She opened the shower curtain and looked at him.  He 
was all soapy, with soap in his hair, on his chest, and 
on his semi-erect cock.  Seeing him like that, she 
couldn't be angry if she wanted to.  "Sure, sure," she 
said.

"Really, honey.  That's why I came home early."

She looked at his semi hard cock.  It seemed to stiffen
under her gaze.  "Hmm," she said, staring at him.  
"Well, since I installed it, it's my shower head, and 
you shouldn't be allowed to use it unless I say so." 
She reached into the shower and turned it off.

"HEY" he cried. 

"Nope.  No shower head for you."  Shower head.  Now 
there's an idea, she thought, noticing the unintended 
double entendre in her comment. 

He seemed to miss the double entendre, and said  "You 
can't leave me like this, all soapy.  I need to rinse 
off."

She grinned at him. "Hmm. I see that.  But I can't let 
you use the new shower head."

"C'mon honey."

"Nope. You should have thought of that before."

He saw the smile on her face, and knew she was toying 
with him.  He decided to play along.  "Maybe you could 
rinse me off?"

"Hah.  That's just a trick to get me in the shower with
you!"

"Aw, honey.  I wouldn't do a thing like that.  I just 
want to get rid of this soap."

She laughed.  "Like heck you wouldn't.  If I get in 
there, before you know it, you'll have your hands all 
over me, massaging my breasts, pinching my nipples, 
running your tongue over them, sucking them."  

"Who me?" he asked, trying to sound as innocent as
possible.  She ignored him and continued.  "Then you'll 
slide your wet slippery hands between my legs, 
caressing my smooth pussy, slipping a finger between my 
lips, pressing it against my throbbing clit."  She was 
turning herself on, and obviously, she was turning him 
on, too.

He was nearly fully erect now.  He wanted to grab her 
and pull her into the shower and fuck her silly.  But 
he knew that playing her game could be even more fun.

"Honey, please.  When have I ever done a thing like 
that?"

She laughed. "You?  No, not you.  Nope.  Never.  But 
still, I can't trust you."

"I could promise," he said, hopefully. 

"Nope.  Can't trust you.  If you want me to rinse you 
off, you'll have to let me tie your hands behind your 
back."

"Okay," he agreed quickly.  Too quickly.  So she added 
to the bargain, "And when I'm finished, you're all mine 
for the rest of the afternoon."

And then his hands were behind his back, and she was
wrapping a towel around his wrists, tying them 
together.  Slowly, teasingly, she stripped off her 
blouse and her bra, then slowly pulled her shorts down.  
She wasn't wearing panties, and smiled as his cock 
twitched as he stared at her smooth pussy.

She moved him to the back of the shower, then stepped 
in, turning the water on.  "Close your eyes.  And keep 
them closed."  She took the shower head and directed 
the spray over his head, watching the  water cascade 
over his face.  When the soap was gone, she kissed him, 
teasing his mouth with  her tongue.  She pulled her 
mouth from his, kissed his ear, flicked her tongue over 
his ear and whispered, "Keep your eyes closed, honey. 
I'm not finished rinsing you.  And move your feet apart 
so I can rinse between your legs, under your balls, the 
underside of your cock."

The soft spray tickled between his legs like a thousand
soft kisses, and he groaned.  "You're torturing me."

"Yes.  And I'm enjoying every minute of it."

His cock grew rock hard as she sprayed his balls, then 
up the underside of his erection.  He squirmed, his 
legs buckling.  "Honey, please.  Unite me and let me 
make love to you."

"Oh no! I'm not finished rinsing you yet.  There's more
soap here," she said, directing the spray between his 
legs from the rear, tickling his ass and the sensitive 
area below his testicles.  "And here," she said, 
spraying the underside of his cock from this new angle.

He was moaning and shaking and she kissed him softly, 
still directing the spray under his cock, then 
whispered,  "Don't you like the way I give you shower 
head?"  She kissed down his body, licking his nipples, 
nibbling his stomach, then flicking her tongue over the 
head of his cock. 

"Honey, pleeeease," was all he could say as she slowly 
drew him between her lips, still directing  the spray 
between his legs and under his balls. 

"I have to make sure all the soap is gone," she said,
licking his neck and throat.  "No soap there."  She ran 
the spray over his nipples and then licked, sucking 
gently.  "No soap there, either."   

"Hon-eeee," he cried.  "Please stop teasing me and let 
me make love to you."

"We have all afternoon for that, remember?  And you 
wanted me to rinse all the soap off.  I think there's 
still some down here" she said, directing the spray 
under his cock and over his balls.

She knelt down and licked the underside of his cock.  
His cock jumped when she licked it.  She paused, still 
spraying the water under it, watching it pulse.  When 
the throbbing subsided, she licked again. 

"Aughhh!" he cried when she slipped her tongue under 
his balls and ran it up the underside of his cock yet 
again.  

"No soap there either.  Better be thorough, though."

Still spraying water under his balls, she slipped her 
lips over the head of his cock, and sucked, slowing 
drawing his entire length into her mouth. He exploded 
into her mouth, groaning and shaking, barely able to 
stand.  She swallowed and sucked until he stopped 
cumming, then stood up.

"All done," she said. "You're all rinsed off."

"Wow.  Honey, you are unbelievable," he said.

"Thank you," she said.  "And now I hope you haven't
forgotten our deal."

"Our deal?"

"Yep.  You're mine for the entire afternoon.  And you 
did say you wanted to make love to me, didn't you?"

"Of course," he said.  This was one bargain he 
certainly wanted to keep.  


Copyright May, 2001 Tiramisu

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