Rachel frigging in the shower

We were at Rachel’s and it was a lazy Sunday morning. We’d kissed and messed around for a while, a rub of my cock, a tweak of her nipple and then she sat up.


“Would you like to know one of the places that I really look to frig myself?” she asked me, smiling slyly.


“In your pussy?” I asked.


“Funny guy,” she said. “I love to do it in the shower. Do you want me to show you?”


There were a lot of things to love about Rachel and her ability to be completely free sexually was definitely one of them. I’d watched her wank before, I’d never seen her get off in the shower though!


“Fucking hell yes, I love watching you wank.”


We made our way to the bathroom, Rachel seductively shaking her hips at me. I stroked her bum through her nightshirt, dragging my finger along the cleft of her arse.


In the bathroom she shrugged her nightshirt off, slid her knickers down and tied her hair back in a tail. She ran the water for a bit, to get it right and I sat on the toilet to watch. Once she was satisfied with the water temperature, she got into the bath. She picked up the shower head and ran the stream over her body, paying particular attention to her tits and pussy. She got the sponge and lathered it with her body wash.


Starting at her neck, she gently rubbed down from her shoulders. She ran the sponge over her tits in small circles, sliding underneath and holding them up, smiling at me as she did so. Her nipples hardened and so did my cock. She rubbed her belly and across her hips, then put her right foot into the side of the bath.


Rachel worked the sponge down her leg and around her foot, wiggling her toes at me and then switched legs. She dragged the sponge across her thigh and up into the cleft of her pussy. She smoothed it up and down, quick then slow, suds dropping off her lips as if I’d already filled her with cum. She slid the sponge around and turned slightly, presenting her arse to me.


She repositioned her foot and bent forward, spreading her arse and letting the stream of water wash away the soap. I couldn’t take it any more and started to pull my cock, which was throbbing for attention. As I did so, Rachel dropped her sponge and directed the spray from the shower head onto her pussy, moaning and rocking forward.


Quickly, she squatted against the side of the bath, opening her pussy perfectly. She spread her legs further, firing the water onto her tits and letting it run down her belly and across her pussy. With her free hand, she began to explore her clit. Her eyes opened but she didn’t really see much – she was really in her element now and so was I.


Rachel let the water play on her chest a little while longer, then moved it back down to her pussy. As the water hit, she slid one, then two fingers inside herself. She frigged herself for a while, then slid her fingers out of her pussy and down, her index finger playing with her arsehole. She gasped as she slowly pushed it inside. The angle didn’t let her spray her pussy properly, so she shifted position slightly and slid her fingers back into her pussy, playing with her clit and stroking it in tight, rigid, circles. She started to pant and so did I, standing beside the bath now, wanking hard as I enjoyed what I saw.


Rachel finally came with a loud gasp and I wasn’t far behind her, directing my stream of cum onto her feet. She looked at me, smiling and then slid down until she was sitting in the bath. Dreamily, she reached out and pulled my cock for a bit, getting the last of the cum out.


“That’s how I like to do it,” she said and giggled.