(Kol POV)
I was fortunate that we had installed a massaging showerhead. It's great after a long workout when you set the jets to massage mode. It's even better when you use it as a handheld massager. I reached up and removed it from the cradle. I switched it to massage mode which changed from a gentle spray to a pulsating massage of water jets.
Katerina and I were together in the bathroom as we were about to shower. She was wearing a white laced sports bra and panties. Knowing how good it felt when I use it, I started with her neck and then moved the pulsating jets down the front of her body. As I moved down across her breasts, I refused to pause. Instead I continued down her stomach. I guess she was ticklish because she flinched ever so slightly. I paused, but as she exhaled she said "ummm, keep going."
For the next five minutes, I worked the massager from her scalp down her chest across her stomach to her belt line and then back up. Slowly. Methodically. Teasing.
Finally, I gave into my personal temptation as I paused with the massaging jets blasting her tits, massaging her nipples and sending electricity throughout her body. I could almost feel her melting in my arms. Her tits were stunning in every way and her rock hard nipples signaled that I should not stop now.
Her mouth opened with a deep sigh and without saying a word I could tell she did not want me to stop. She moaned ever so sheepishly as if to tell me I had found the right spot. She was overcome with a wave of pleasure. She reached down and grabbed my arm as if to make sure I was not going to move.
The sensation was reaching a pitch but I decided to move on. She may have had her first orgasm right there, but I wanted to keep moving. In the meantime, my cock was as hard as a rock and starting to tingle as I pressed firmly against her. If she had cum, I was certain I was going to blow my load,. I moved the massager to her shoulders. I leaned in and whispered "I hope that feels good."
She whispered back to me "it feels amazing!"
As I slowly moved the massager down across her tits again, she reached up with her right hand to grab the back of my head. I think she wanted to kiss me.
I couldn't help but to lick my lips as I stared down her chest at her luscious tits. The sports bra held them firmly in place but the water made it see-thru. I could see everything. I wanted to kiss them as the jets pounded her rock hard nipples. I could feel my dick throbbing. She stared me in the eyes wondering what I would do next.
The tingling sensation was sending her over the edge. She couldn't resist as she closed her eyes, sinking, yet totally immersed in the sensation that you can't stop, so you just keep going!. I leaned in and kissed her neck, but I don't think she even noticed.
As I moved the pounding water down to her stomach, she again flinched just a little. This time I did not stop at the belt line as I had before. I pushed on, daring myself to spray her pussy, opening her private parts to a wave of sexual tension. But no, I avoided her love nest as I moved to the right, gliding the massager down her leg and across her thigh as far down as I could reach.
I think she was disappointed, but she remained speechless and totally still, absorbing the tingling feeling in her legs. I switched the massager to my left hand and focused on her other leg, working my way up her body slowly, all the way back to her neck. She moaned again when the water hit her left breast. By now, we were both breathing heavy.
I squeezed her tight to me as I started back down her body. This time I split her tits with the pulsating water pounding her ample cleavage. With her left hand, she reached for her tits, squeezing where I had just passed as if to say she needed more. As she tugged on her nipples I kept moving, forever teasing her with the pulsating water. I moved south across her belly button working our way down her body.
As my cock was throbbing, I allowed myself to move the massager straight across her pussy. She gasped as the water hit her clit. She flinched in a mini-convulsion over the sensation. I flicked the massager away wondering if I had pushed this too far. I was waiting on her reaction, but she never moved. In fact, she arched her back ever so slightly, offering her pussy to me and inviting me to give her more.
As I flicked the massager back onto her pussy, I realized my hand was now below her crotch and I was spraying the water upwards into her lace covered pussy. Boy did I wish we had removed her panties when I had the chance. I wanted her lips to feel the full effect of the water.
As I sprayed water hard onto her pussy lips, her hands fell limply to her side. Subconsciously she subtly spread her legs granting me full access to her pussy. Her hands clenched her thighs as I squeezed her tight to me. I'm sure she could feel my dick through my shorts, except, I don't think she felt anything but her tingling pussy. I wanted to thrust my dick deep inside of her, but I still had my shorts on. That sucked.
To my surprise, she had pulled the massager from the cradle and was working the pulsating jets all over her body. As I stood silently staring, I was completely engrossed in her involuntary peep show or was it voluntary? I watched her manipulate the massager to apply gentle but deep pressure directly to her pussy. Her head flung back as if to acknowledge how amazing the warm water felt. She had her legs spread wide, using the sides of the shower to brace her from slipping. She glided the pulsing jets across her clit making her pussy tingle with electricity. Her pussy was dripping with a mixture of her juices and the warm water. She lost herself in the feeling of the water penetrating her vagina.
As I stared intensely at the beast that I had unleashed, I grabbed my cock. It was rock hard and I twisted and tugged on it as if it was her manipulating my manhood. But, I was in a bad spot. Do I go ahead and jerk off invoking yet another orgasm at the risk of getting caught? Or do I watch silently enjoying the best sex show I had seen in my life?
In the end, it was not a choice. With the massager in her right hand, she used her left hand to play with her tits. She moaned like she was pretending I was with her.
"Oh God this is so good." she said to herself.
As the jets stroked her pussy, she reached down with her left hand. Her fingers gently pulled back the hood to expose her clit directly to the water. Again, she gasped, but this time she froze. For the next fifteen seconds she did not even breathe. As she exhaled, she melted and you could tell she needed more. I was deathly quiet pumping my cock, twisting, tugging and pulling with excitement. I was on the verge of cumming for a third time, but I was enjoying her show.
She finally inhaled taking a deep breath. With that, she moved her left hand to her mouth and buried two fingers in her lips as if she was sucking my cock. She pulled them out slowly and moved them to her cunt. In seconds, she had them buried deep inside her pussy. It was sopping wet, so shoving two fingers deep in her pussy was not much of a challenge.
She fucked herself intensely, pushing her fingers in as deep as she could and then pulling them back out. In slowly and deeply and then out- in and out - in and out. Soon, she was done with everything.
As great as that show was, my heart sank just a little. Was it over? Was that it? I changed into a dry pair of shorts and sat on the bed to wait for her.
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