Symphony In Rapture by Rachel Bo Page A

“Mmmmm,” she murmured. With his finger buried in the middle, Nick fucked her with the sponge. “I want you to think of me every time you use this,” he said.
    “I will,” Michelle gasped.
    “What?”
    “I will,” she insisted.
    “I’m sorry, I can’t hear you. Who will you think of?”
    “Nick!” she screamed. “Every time I use this sponge, I’ll think of—” She couldn’t finish the sentence, her throat constricted by the force of her orgasm.
    “God, Nick,” she sobbed. “You’re driving me crazy!”
    He smiled wickedly. “That’s what I was hoping.” He lathered the sponge again. “Turn around,” he ordered.
    Michelle turned around, putting her palms against the back wall. With gentle pressure, Nick pushed on her back until she was bent almost perpendicular, then he pressed just above her butt until she squatted slightly, her legs splayed. Taking the shower head from its cradle, tugging out a long length of its flexible hose, he held it between her legs.
    “Oh, yes,” she murmured.
    “Do you like this?” he asked.
    “I like.”
    Nick moved it back and forth across her clit, then reached down and held her lips apart while he directed the stream into her soapy pussy. “Mmmm.” He brought the shower head closer and closer, until its rapid, pulsing jets were massaging her vagina forcefully. “Oh, yes.”
    Nick’s head was near her butt, which gave him an idea. He slid his hand into her crack, pushing aside the pale mounds until he could see her asshole. Raising the shower head, he directed one of the streams at the center of the puckered opening. He turned the adjustment knob to ‘continuous’ then reached over and turned up the hot and cold water, until a powerful stream was pounding into her canal. Michelle groaned. She had never imagined having her ass played with could be so pleasant, such a turn-on, until the night of the silk scarves. Now, she’d found that the tissue in her anus could become just as aroused as her nipples. Could throb with need, just like her pussy. She pushed away from the wall and turned. “Please, Nick. Let’s try it. Try fucking me in the ass,” she implored.
    He made her wait, pretending he was considering, but finally nodded. In reality, there was no way he was going to say no. When the woman you loved begged you to fuck her ass, nearly every man’s fantasy, there was absolutely no way you could refuse.
    He replaced the shower head and began lathering the sponge again, intending to soap her to provide additional lubrication, but then he saw the bottle of conditioner on the side of the tub. He picked it up and opened it, pouring a little into his hand and rubbing it with his finger.Good. Slick and smooth. He parted her cheeks again and squirted a generous amount into her crack. For good measure, he squirted the length of his cock, as well. Then he stood and, wrapping his hands around her waist, started to enter her.
    Michelle felt Nick searching with his cock. When it became clear that he couldn’t find the opening, she let go of the wall and reached back to hold her ass open for him. He felt for her anus with his finger, then pressed the tip of his bulging erection against it. Michelle started to let go. “No, wait,” Nick said. “Hold them for a minute.” Nick grabbed her hips and pushed his cock against the tiny hole.
    He was so big, it wasn’t going in. Michelle bent over a little more and pulled her cheeks apart even further. A sharp pain, as the tip of his cock slipped inside her. Michelle moaned.
    “Do you want me to stop?”
    She shook her head. Nick began pushing again, and Michelle bit her lip to keep from crying out. Experimentally, she contracted her muscles repeatedly, shivering when Nick was able to slide in a little more each time she relaxed.
    Michelle’s anus was like a tight, greedy little mouth sucking on his head.So goddamn good. Nick groaned. He couldn’t wait any longer. Nick abandoned his careful insertion and lunged,