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[M34/F36] Lyra and I have tender shower sex & her first time squirting [squirting] [care] [rough]
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Lyra had been really ill. Nothing life-threatening, but she was bedridden, weak, and not able to sleep or stay awake for very long. Proper flu-like conditions. We’d already scheduled that I would come down from the mountains for the weekend anyway, but I would have canceled everything to be there with her. When I showed up at her house, she was completely pale and clearly struggling. I spent the evening helping her family catch up on chores, helped Liam care of her, and then stayed with her in bed all night. She woke up every hour or so with a coughing fit, and I would get her tea, meds, and a hot water bottle, then we would chat a bit if she couldn’t sleep, or put on an episode of a show and I would gently stroke her hair to ease her back down for another hour.

By the morning, she looked a bit better. Still quite weak, but a vast improvement. We decided to take a shower together. I was thinking that it would be a way to be intimate, for me to show her that, despite her being ill, she was still beautiful and wonderful and precious to me. We eased into the hot water, and I started washing her, running my hands and the honey-scented soap over her body. I massaged her shoulders and took all the time in the world to ease her aches and make her feel loved. 

I held her in my arms for a few minutes under the hot water. I could feel her hips start rocking gently against me, hear her breathing a little harder. It was clear that she was pretty turned on by my hands running all over her body. She hadn’t been sexual at all in a week, and it seemed like now that was all coming back. 

I pressed her gently to the wall, holding my body to hers, and kissed her shoulders gently. My cock was already hard, pressed between her thighs. I slid it along her lips, letting her juices coat my shaft. My hands roamed her body, up her sides and back, into her hair to tip her head to the side and let my lips touch just behind her ear. 

I pressed my forehead to hers, and she looked at me with desperate, pleading eyes. She needed this.

“I love you,” I whispered, kissing her lips. 

I adjusted the angle of my hips, and my slick cock slowly slid into her. We both gasped, and I stayed still like that, buried inside of her pussy for a moment, letting us both soak in the sensations of being together. There was no rush. 

I started rocking on the balls of my feet, slowly easing my cock into her, rubbing her clit against my body. I never let an inch slip out of her, just adding pressure and taking it away, over and over, feeling the subtle slide of the head of my cock deep inside of her. I cradled her head against my shoulder and kissed her wet hair, and whispered adorations, slowly making love to her. 

Lyra rolled against me and caught my lips in a kiss. Her nails were digging into my back and side, urging me on, pulling me into her. 

I shifted one hand to her ass and the other to her breasts, and started to add more force to my thrusts. She pulled me into her, harder and harder. Her nails dug deeper. Her eyes were begging me not to stop. 

She came on my cock, squeezing her eyes shut and raking her nails down my back. I held her against the wall as her legs shook, sliding my hand up to cup her face and kiss her fiercely. 

By that evening, she was back on her feet. I won’t claim that the sex healed her, but she certainly had more energy. As we lay in bed at night, she rocked her body against mine. I hadn’t planned anything else, but she told me that she really wanted to–and who am I to deny her what she wants? 

She was extremely sensitive, incredibly turned on, and unbearably pent-up. Lyra is never quiet in bed if she can help it, but this time she was way more specifically vocal in an “I needed this” kind of way. This wasn’t going to be lovemaking, this was going to be fucking. She needed to be taken

I got on my knees on the floor, pinned her hips to the bed, and devoured her. It had been weeks since I tasted her, and I absolutely was not going to pass up a chance to make her cum on my tongue. I groaned into her pussy, losing myself in the taste of her, the feel of her lips on my tongue. Her fingers gripped my hair, pulling my face into her, while she wrapped her legs around my neck. My tongue flicked over her clit and I pressed two fingers deep into her, and felt her whole body jump, like a jolt had just gone through her. I pressed hard inside of her, not even “firmly”. Hard. I fucked her with my fingers and sucked on her clit until my jaw was screaming, and I still kept going, moaning and panting into her. 

I’m not even sure if she came, or how many times she came, because she was thrashing the entire time. My arm around her waist wrestled her to the bed as much as I could. Eventually though, she pulled me up by my hair and crushed her lips against mine, tasting herself on my tongue. My fingers were still inside of her, still fucking her deep. The angle of one of her legs over my shoulder opened her hips up to me, and I was pounding her g-spot with all the force my entire body could create. Her eyes went wide at the new sensation, seconds before I felt her gushing into my palm. I kept going, lifting her hips off the bed with every thrust of my fingers, feeling her gush over and over for me until she was writhing. 

I knew I’d made her squirt all over us, possibly for the first time, and it made me absolutely possessed.

Instantly, my cock was inside of her, buried to the hilt and slick with her cum. I grabbed the hair at the back of her head and exposed her neck for my teeth to sink into. I fucked her into the mattress with everything that I had, feeling her nails in my back and reveling in her every cry. Nothing in the world could have stopped me from fucking this incredible woman with everything I had and giving her what she desperately needed. 

I sat up slightly, pressing my palms into her breasts, feeling her hard nipples against my skin. I used my grip around her rib cage to fuck her entire body back onto my cock. She threw her head back and gripped my hands, forcing me to squeeze her tits harder. 

We fucked like that for a long time. Every time I felt myself get close, I pulled out and forced her to squirt for me again, sometimes ducking down to lap up all of her cum and sometimes being completely unable to stop myself from shoving my cock back inside of her while she spasming helplessly. 

Finally, she held me close and cried out, “I love you!” and that tipped me over the edge. I pulled out and yanked the condom off, absolutely painting her body in my cum. We were already covered, I thought, so why not have fun and be messy? I screamed, fully shouting at the top of my lungs, my fist gripping the headboard so tight I thought I might break it. 

When I could finally see anything other than stars again, I smiled weakly. Lyra was sprawled out, panting as much as I was, covered in sweat and squirt and cum. The bed was ruined. We were both completely wrecked. 

“Wow” was all we said before breaking down into fits of laughter. 

P.s. It was her first time squirting, and I fucked her so hard that the brand-new bed squeaked forever after. 

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