I planned to post this entry a couple days ago, but each time I started writing it I kept getting distracted and having to stop.

I excused myself to the shower, the tantalizing thoughts of what had just transpired still fresh. As I let the water cascade all over my body, I relived it in my mind. I was still very aroused. As I washed my hair I imagined both men touching me once again. As I lathered myself up, I began to touch my body all over. I felt myself growing more and more aroused as my fingers traveled over my breasts, down my stomach and across my thighs.

As I played and fantasized, I dropped to my knees and let the hot spray rinse my hair. I could feel the shampoo running down the side of my face, over my cheeks and down my chin. My busy fingers brought me to a quick climax, and I wondered if the guys were back to watching the game. I hoped not. I wanted more.

My heart leapt as I heard the bathroom door opening. I peered through the steam to see that it was Jason.

“I thought you might need some help,” he said. He was naked, and very aroused. I felt bad that he hadn’t gotten to come earlier. Maybe we would be able to fix that. I pulled the shower door open and he stepped inside. He pulled it shut behind him and embraced me immediately. My knees turned to jelly as he kissed me, but his muscular arms steadied me before I could fall.

As my hands explored his chest his lips pressed tightly against mine, his tongue darting in and out of my mouth. Then he turned me away from him and I could feel him erect, pressing hard against me. I was excited, eager to feel him inside me once again. His hands cupped my breasts greedily, rolling my nipples between his fingers. I leaned my head back and offered him my tongue, which he enthusiastically took.

With one hand still on my breast, he moved his other down my body, finally coming to rest between my legs. My heart thundered as he touched me, beating harder and faster as I felt him caressing me from below. We continued to kiss, and he spun me around to face him once more. His body was chiseled and firm, and while he touched me I caressed him as well, from his broad, smooth chest to his thick, steely cock.

When the kiss finally broke, he moved from my lips to my chin, then down to my breasts. His confident fingers fondled one nipple, while his mouth lavished attention on the other. He descended to my stomach, then shifted his focus to my thighs, covering them with warm, loving kisses. By the time he finally spread my lips with his hands and explored me with his tongue, my head was practically spinning.

Jason lay me down on the shower floor on my back, spread my legs as wide as he could, and devoured me for what seemed like forever. I rode a nonstop wave of orgasms until we were both satisfied. He wiped his chin, licked his fingers clean, and came up from between my legs. He kissed me softly and whispered in my ear, “You’re delicious.”

“Your turn,” I said as he rose to his feet.

Jill