Phil's Shower Surprise

Phil walked through the front door of his house from the heat of the summer day outside, and the chill air of the air conditioning both felt good and gave him goosebumps at the same time.  He’d just spent 4 hours at the firing range perfecting his skills with his .45 caliber pistol and his 12-gauge shotgun, and he was grateful that the range was indoors instead of outdoors.  The gun club had both, and he usually used the outdoor range where he could move around more than he could in a stall.  But being on an outdoor range on a day like this would have been murder because of the heat, so he chose the indoor range instead.  He kicked the door closed behind him as he propped the scabbard containing his shotgun against the wall and shrugged off the tactical backpack that contained the pistol and his range gear.  He put that down next to the shotgun and then headed for the kitchen and the refrigerator which contained several cold beers.  He was just about to open the refrigerator and grab a can of beer when he heard the shower running upstairs. 

‘Must be Tammy taking a shower,’ he thought to himself.  He didn’t think she was supposed to be home yet because on his way out of the door 4 hours previously she had told him that she was going to be gone for most of the day, “shopping and taking care of some things,” and wouldn’t be back until dinnertime.  But the thought of his wife, naked and in the shower, soaping up her lithe, lean body, her long brunette hair wet and hanging down past her shoulders, woke something up in him – namely, his dick.  He felt his shaft move in his shorts as it expanded a bit, and he made the spontaneous decision to forget about the beer for now and instead go upstairs and fuck his wife in the shower.

That had long been one of his favorite things to do with his wife, and she was almost as enthusiastic about it as he was.  They discovered that they both had an affinity for shower sex early in their relationship, and it had continued after they got married.  He didn’t know if Tammy was setting him up on purpose, but he honestly didn’t care.  Right now all he wanted to do was get into the shower with her and fuck her silly, so he closed the door to the refrigerator and headed upstairs to the master bedroom where the shower was located.  Once there he quickly stripped out of his clothes, dropping them on the floor next to the bed, and then padded barefoot into the bathroom.

The room was filled with steam from the shower, and he could see the wavy outline of his wife’s body through the marbled glass of the shower door.  When they had the house built they intentionally had a large shower installed specifically so they could indulge in their mutual love of shower sex, and he thanked God once again for having the forethought to do that.  Tammy’s back was to him as she was washing her hair, and he slid the glass door open slowly and quietly so as not to alert her to his presence.  After opening the door without her hearing it he stepped inside, then slid the door closed just as slowly.  He smiled to himself in success as the door closed with Tammy still oblivious to his presence.  He stood behind her for a few moments, watching as she began soaping up her body with the scented bodywash she always used, and he felt his cock stiffening in response.

Before she turned around and saw him, he stepped forward and put his hands on her hips, sliding them around her waist and pulling her to him.  She jumped and cried out in surprise, but the cry turned into a purr of pleasure when she felt his erect cock pressing between the cheeks of her ass.  Phil leaned down and nuzzled on the side of her neck as he hugged her tightly against him, pressing his shaft deeper between the cheeks of her ass.  She moaned quietly as she reached back and put her hand on the back of his head, pressing her ass backwards against his cock as she slid her other hand along the forearm of one of his arms around her waist, urging him on.  She sighed as he nibbled on her ear and gave her chills, and she moaned again as one of his hands slid down her slick stomach and abdomen to find her pussy.  He cupped her mound in his hand and immediately noticed that she was shaven smooth – she usually had a small “landing strip” of pubic hair down there, but now it was gone.

“You shaved,” he mumbled into her ear as he slipped a finger between her lips to find that she was already wet.  “I like that!  Very hot!” he said, and she jumped in his arms as his fingers found her clit.  She pushed her ass back against him harder as he thumbed the sensitive nub, moaning louder and laying her head back against his chest and shoulder.  She slid her hand from his forearm and moved it around, sliding it between them and down to his cock.  She moved her ass forward just enough grab his hard shaft, and she wrapped her fingers around it and squeezed.  His cock was rock-hard and throbbing, and she pumped it slowly in her soapy hand as he slipped a finger inside her pussy.  She moaned again as his finger slid slowly in and out of her wet tunnel, and Phil was surprised to see just how wet she was.

‘I wonder if she was thinking about this before I came in,’ he thought to himself.  That would explain how wet and ready she was, but right now he really didn’t care.  All he cared about now was sinking his throbbing cock into her very wet and very tight pussy before he lost his cookies all over his wife’s hand and her ass. 

Still holding her tight against him and with his finger still inside her, he turned her to the right so the shower spray would be hitting them from the side instead of in Tammy’s face.  He held her hips against him with his hand on her mound as he moved his other hand to the middle of her back, pushing on her back between her shoulder blades and bending her over at the waist.  She knew what he wanted and released his cock from her hand as she placed both hands on the shower wall in front of her for support.  She spread her feet apart to let him in, both of them stepping back just a bit so they could have more room.  Phil slipped his hand from her mound, withdrawing his finger from her pussy in the process, and placed both hands on her hips.  He gripped her hips tightly as he pushed his cock between the cheeks of her ass again, rubbing it up and down between them and spreading his precum on them.

Tammy took one hand off of the wall and reached down and back between her legs, dropping one shoulder down as she grasped his cock with her hand.  She pulled it down and rubbed the head up and down between her slippery outer lips, then placed it against her opening.  She put her hand back on the wall and pushed her hips back, enveloping the head of Phil’s cock in her pussy.  She clamped down on it with her inner muscles hard, and Phil groaned with pleasure.

‘Damn, when did she learn to do that!’ he thought to himself as she squeezed him with her inner muscles.  He paused for a moment and looked down at the head of his cock buried in his wife’s pussy, the water dripping from her body as she was bent over in front of him.  Then she wiggled her hips as if to tell him to get to it, and this prodded him into action.

He pushed his hips forward, pushing his cock deeper into Tammy’s pussy, and she closed her eyes and moaned loudly, her mouth hanging open as his shaft filled her.  Phil didn’t stop but continued pushing, impaling Tammy with his cock until he was buried nearly balls-deep inside her.  Her pussy was hot, wet and tight, wrapped around his hard cock like a wet velvet sleeve.  She squeezed her eyes closed and groaned through clenched teeth, squeezing his length inside her as she adjusted to him.  Phil began to move his hips forward and back, sliding his cock in and out of Tammy’s pussy in long, deep strokes, pulling her back against him with his hands on her hips as he moved.  She pushed back, moving her hips in time with his motions, moaning as the pleasures of having his cock moving in and out of her filled her being. 

Phil leaned forward and reached around her to grasp her breasts in both hands as he continued to stroke his cock in and out of her.  Tammy’s breasts were the perfect size for him – firm and full enough to fill his hands to slightly overflowing, but no more than that.  Her nipples were hard against the palms of his hands as he squeezed her tits tightly, and she pushed back against him when he rolled both of her nipples between his fingers at the same time.

Keeping his grip on her tits he began to fuck her harder, shoving his cock in and out of her, his hips slapping against her ass as he moved.  She dropped her head down between her outstretched arms and moaned loudly, her clit tingling as his balls slapped against it with each forward thrust of his hips. 

“Oh my God, that’s good!” she moaned as he continued thrusting.  “Fuck me hard, that’s it, fuck me hard!  Harder!  Harder!” she groaned, pushing her hips back against him.

Phil released her boobs from his hands and straightened up, grabbing Tammy’s wet hair in his hands and twisting it into a rope.  Then he pulled back on it hard, yanking her head up as he shoved his cock into her hard and held it there.

“AAAAUGGHH!!  YES!! YES!!” Tammy cried out as Phil impaled her on his cock.  He held her like that for just a moment, then started fucking her hard and fast, pulling on her hair as leverage.  She squeezed her eyes shut and groaned loudly through clenched teeth as Phil continued fucking her in hard, fast, and deep strokes.  It was all she could do to keep her hands braced against the wall as Phil thrust in and out of her over and over again.  Finally, after several long, delicious minutes of this she could stand no more, and took one hand off of the wall to reach down between her legs to her clit. 

She came almost as soon as her fingers touched her clit.  Her orgasm exploded like a bomb and she screamed as she came, her body shaking with the intensity of it.  Phil kept his grip on her hair, pulling back on it and keeping her head pulled up as she came, and this only seemed to make her cum harder.  She put her hand back on the wall for balance as her orgasm shook her, pushing back against Phil’s thrusts.  Phil could feel her pussy flooding and squeezing him as he thrust, and he felt his own orgasm quickly building. 

He thrust harder and deeper as his orgasm approached, and it only took a few moments for it to hit.  He groaned loudly and thrust his hips forward, yanking back on Tammy’s hair hard as his cock exploded inside her, blasting stream after stream of hot, thick cum deep inside her.  His cock pumped and pulsed in her pussy again and again, his balls emptying themselves into her, and Tammy could feel it pumping inside her as she rode her own orgasm out.  Four, five, six, seven times his cock pumped inside her, shooting stream after stream of his cum into her wet pussy.

When the pumping finally slowed and stopped it left Phil breathless.  He pushed his hips forward to push his cock deep inside her and held it there as the last bit of cum seeped out of him, and Tammy pushed her hips back against him.  Her own orgasm was also over, and she was panting for breath as she continued to brace herself against the wall.  Phil released her hair from his grip and her head fell forward as she panted for breath.  She lifted her head and looked back at him over her shoulder, giving him a quick smile before she stood up and spun around to face him.  She immediately dropped to her knees and before he could react, she sucked Phil’s partially erect cock into her mouth, sucking the remnants of her juices and his cum from his shaft.  She squeezed his balls gently with one hand as she sucked him clean, swallowing the last of his cum.  When she was certain that she’d gotten all of it she stood up, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, holding her body against him.  He wrapped his arms around her and returned her kiss, their tongues dancing briefly.  When the kiss ended he looked at her and smiled, and she smiled back.

“Guess we should get out of here and dry off before the water goes cold,” he said, still holding her in his arms.

“I guess we should!” she replied, smiling back.  She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and then turned away from him, stepping out of the shower and grabbing one of the big, thick Turkish towels hanging on a bar next to the shower.  Phil turned the shower off and then stepped out himself, taking the other towel from the rack.  Tammy was facing away from him and standing in front of the sink with the big mirror over it, but the mirror was covered with mist from the shower’s steam so he couldn’t see anything as she dried herself.  He began drying himself with his own towel, finishing before Tammy did, so he wrapped the towel around his waist and tucked one end in to secure it before walking into the bedroom and sitting down on the end of the bed to wait for Tammy.  She came out a few minutes later, drying her hair with the towel, giving him a good look at her naked body as she did so. 

“So when did you shave…” he started to say, but what he saw when he looked at his wife’s pubic mound stopped him in mid-sentence.  Or rather, what he didn’t see stopped him. 

Tammy had a small butterfly tattoo to the left of her pubic mound, and now that tattoo was gone.  His mouth fell open in surprise as the realization hit him like a ton of bricks, and he felt the blood drain from his face.  He looked up at her in surprise, his mouth still hanging open.

He had just fucked his wife’s twin sister, Terry.

“Oh, my God!” he said, stunned by what had just happened.

“When did I shave what, Phil?” she asked, grinning at him as she finished drying her hair, her head cocked to one side.  “When did I shave my ‘landing strip’ off?  Is that what you were going to say?” she said, teasing him and enjoying every moment of it.

“Terry, what the hell!” he exclaimed, holding his hands out in front of him.  “Do you realize what you’ve just done?  What we’ve just done?” he asked, incredulously.  His heart was pounding in his chest and he was close to panic.  He had never even so much looked at another woman since he met Tammy, and now he’d just fucked her sister!

“Yes, I do,” she said calmly, wrapping the towel around her body and walking over to stand in front of him.  “We’ve just had some of the best sex of our entire lives, wouldn’t you agree?” she asked, smiling sweetly at him as she tucked the corner of the towel in at her armpit.

“Terry, how could you – I mean, why would you…” he started to say, but again the words failed him.  She stood in front of him and crossed her arms beneath her breasts as she replied, her voice calm and steady.

“Relax, Phil, it’s not nearly as bad as it seems,” she said.

“What?  Not as bad as it seems!” he exclaimed.  “I just cheated on my wife, and with her own sister no less!  How can it possibly not be as bad as it seems?” he asked, looking up at her. 

“Because it was her idea,” Terry replied, still smiling at him.  “Isn’t that right, Tammy?” 

“That’s right, Terry,” Tammy said.  The sliding door to the closet on Phil’s left opened and Tammy stepped out, totally naked.  She walked over and stood next to Terry, smiling at Phil the whole time.  When she faced him Phil looked down and saw that the pubic hair and tattoo were exactly where they should have been, but that didn’t help his confusion any.

“Tammy, what the hell?” Phil said, the confusion clear on his face.  “I don’t understand…why would you do this?  Why would you set all of this up and trick me into having sex with your twin sister?” he asked.

“’Fucking’ her twin sister would be more like it!” Terry said with a grin on her face, and both women giggled at this.

“Yeah, he did fuck you pretty hard, didn’t he?” Tammy asked, looking at Terry.  “I thought I was gonna scream when he grabbed you by the hair and yanked your head back, I came so hard!”  She turned to look at Phil and said, “Why don’t you ever do that to me, Phil?  I love to be manhandled and used like that!”

“Wait a minute, you saw that?  You were watching us?” Phil asked, cocking an eyebrow. 

“I most certainly was!” Tammy replied, grinning at him.  “I hid in the closet until you were in the shower with Terry.  I was looking around the corner of the doorway while you two were going at it, and I’ll have you know that I came twice!”

“I don’t understand this at all,” Phil said, calming down as the realization that he not only hadn’t done anything wrong but had done something his wife actually wanted him to do set in.  Tammy walked over and sat down on the bed next to him, taking his hand in hers as she explained.

“Baby, I’ve never told you this, but I’ve always fantasized about you having sex with another woman while I watched,” she said, surprising him yet again.  “I don’t know why, but the thought of you fucking another woman excites and arouses me to no end!  See?” she said, taking his hand and putting it in her crotch.  She was soaking wet, her outer lips slick with her juices.  She raised his hand to her mouth and kissed his fingers, then sucked her juices from them before lowering their hands down again and continuing.

“I also know that you love me so much that you’d never cheat on me, and I love you even more for that,” she said, giving him a soft, loving smile.  “So I took it upon myself to set this whole thing up, and I must say that I think it worked out rather well!”

“But why Terry?  Why your own sister?” he asked.

“Because she’s the only one I trust to do this,” Tammy replied, “and because I know she’s always thought you were hot and wanted to have sex you!”  Phil’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.  He looked over at Terry standing there, still wrapped in her towel and grinning at him.

“Is that true?” he asked, and Terry nodded as she replied.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you since the moment I first laid eyes on you, only Tammy got to you first!” she said. 

“And just so you’ll know,” Tammy said, Phil turning his head to look at her as she spoke, “I have absolutely no desire to ever have sex with any man other than you!  You’re the love of my life, and I don’t want anyone but you!”  She took his head in her hands and kissed him softly for a long moment before pulling away and looking into his eyes.

“I love you, Phil,” she said softly.

“I love you, too, baby!” he replied, giving her a quick smile.

“Right now I’m so horny I could scream, so I desperately need you to fuck me!” she said, looking into his eyes.  “I just have one thing to ask,” she said, biting her bottom lip in anticipation.

“What’s that, baby?” he asked.

“Is it okay if Terry joins in?” she said, biting her lip harder.  Phil looked over at Terry and then back at his wife, pausing for a moment before answering.

“Well, considering that we’ve done it once already, I don’t see why not!” he said, a smile on his face.  Tammy broke into a huge grin and hugged his neck as Terry yanked the towel from her body, tossing it aside as she spoke.

“Hell, yes!” she exclaimed, lunging forward and tackling both of them back onto the bed. 

An hour later they laying in a pile of tangled arms and legs, the bedspread and sheets tousled and in disarray, all of them covered with a mixture of sweat, pussy juice and cum. 

“I think this is the start of something really fantastic!” Tammy said, her head on Phil’s chest, her finger tracing circles around his nipple.

“I think you’re right!” Phil agreed, smiling up at the ceiling.

“I think we need another shower!” Terry said from the other side of Phil’s chest, and they all laughed.

Fini.