Lately our exciting sex life has become stagnant, we need something to put the fire back between us. The love was there, the respect, the desires, just not the passion that we once had, we both resorted to pleasing ourselves.
One morning, I was motivated to do something, Kayla was in the shower and when she came out wrapped tightly in a towel, I decided to do something. I didn't give her a chance to get dressed, I rose up and approached her, I grabbed her by the hand and brought her back into the bathroom. I pushed her in front of the mirror and tore off her towel, exposing her entire body to the air and to my eyes for the first time in forever. I spun her to where she was looking in the fogged up mirror and bent her over the sink. My hand caressed her backside, gentle slaps reminding her of who was in charge.
I massaged her butt cheeks as my fingers started to explore her back side. By the time I reached her opening, she was already wet. Partly the shower, but mainly her excitement was dripping down her legs. I took a moment and wiped away the condensation on the mirror, I grabbed a hand full of her wet hair, forced her to look at herself as I pulled my erection out and teased her opening with just the tip.
I slid myself up and down, not entering, but just coating my entire length with her moistness. I watched her eyes in the mirror, her expression as I tormented her was incredible. I could see the want in her face, so I pushed forward.
Her grunt and the expression as I entered her for the first time in a long time. I felt her fingers slide around my shaft as I slowly went deeper inside of her. The look of satisfaction that came over her as I was all the way inside, she didn't have to say it, I knew the look..."I missed this!"
Her fingers stroked my testicles as I stayed deep inside of her for a few moments, both of us enjoying the time that has escaped us for far too long. I started to move and her eyes closed and her mouth opened, she was enjoying it, she bent over but I wasn't about to let her hide her face. I wanted to watch her, so I pulled her head up by the hair until her eyes opened and she wiped the condensation off of the mirror again.
Perfect view of her face as I started to pick up the pace. I pounded forcefully as I held firmly in her hair, watching her every reaction. She wanted to close her eyes and enjoy the sensations, but everytime she did, I would pull on her hair again.
Deeper the thrusts, more powerful, her eyes stayed fixed on mine as I moved in and out of her well lubricated opening. I reached around her and grabbed her by the face, inserting my finger in her mouth and sliding it down. She arched her back as my finger and my erection pushed in her at both ends. She sucked on my fingers and I knew that I would be headed towards a huge eruption very quickly, and I wanted her to finish first.
I pulled her neck back as far as I could and I grabbed her breasts, pinching the already taught nipples until she moaned. Still watching her in the mirror, I pushed deep inside of her and whispered, "come for me baby!"
I then went into over drive and let her bend forward. She braced herself as I punished her opening, in and out, hard, soft, I moved angles inside of her until she was just about ready to go over the edge. I grabbed her hair tightly again and pulled her back to look at the mirror as she was about to come. I watched her expression as her excitement got the better of her and she crashed. Her body shook and vibrated around my erection as she rode her orgasm out.
I stayed deep inside of her and let her enjoy all of the sensations that were taking over her body. After she started to calm own, I slowly pulled out and pushed back in. I grabbed her by the mouth and forced my fingers inside again and started to roughly take her. The look of lust on her face and the feeling of reconnecting with her had me inching towards my own eruption and I knew it wouldn't be much longer.
She noticed it too, she moved my hand away and pulled away, she spun around and got on her knees as I was about to explode, she looked at me in my eyes and said, "come for me."
She stroked me until I swelled up and started to fire my white stuff all over her chest and mouth. She moaned her approval as I covered her in built up eruption. Her fingers played with herself, sliding in and out of the liquid excitement that now covered her body. I watched as she seemed to enjoy sliding her wet fingertips around her nipples and right up to her mouth. She continued stroking me for a few moments until I was nearly empty, then she leaned over and took me deep into her mouth. She sucked and sucked, looking for every last drop.
But all of her sucking had me starting to get firm again and she started to slide her mouth back and forth over my growing member.
She slid off just for a second, looked at me and said, "grab my hair again, I really liked that!"
It didn't take a half a moment before I was back in her mouth and my hands held her hair tightly in my grasp. She went back and forth over me, sucking, licking and trying to swallow me whole. I held her head firmly as I pushed forward as far as I could go, every last inch disappeared inside of her mouth.
"Oh my God," I said as I was rapidly approaching another orgasm. She worked me in and out some more and played with my balls. Moments before I was about to squirt inside of her mouth, I felt a finger tickle my backside, as soon as I felt it swirl around my hole, I was erupting.
She removed her mouth and I covered her in my juices again. My legs shook as my eruption took over my body and I watched as I covered her gorgeous body with white gobs of semen.
By the time I finished completely, she sucked me into her mouth again and she emptied me of everything. She released my softening tool and smiled, with my come dripping down her lips and chin, "looks like I need a second shower."
I told her she was beautiful as she stepped back into the shower, I joined her and we continued playing with each other. We eventually got out of the shower and started our day, fully energized.
This was the beginning of when our sex life took interesting twists and turns, anywhere and everywhere we could not keep our hands off of each other. Now our lives are more satisfying and we owe it all to the one day in front of the mirror when Kayla needed a second shower.

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