Learning from a New Family, Chapter 2: Our First Shower

Sarah’s eyes lit up with glee. “I’ve always wanted to try that! Hold on for just a minute, I have to find the keys to let you out!”

Before I could berate her for locking me up without knowing where the keys were, she was off of me and out of the room. I felt her absence immediately. Luckily I didn’t have to wait long for her to return.

“You locked me up without knowing where they keys were?” I questioned as she bounced back into the room. Then I did a double take. I had forgotten how beautiful her body was. Her nipples stuck out of her wonderfully perky breasts, practically begging to be sucked. I could clearly see her moist slit, still engorged from its recent fucking. I wanted her badly enough to forget my irritation.

“It all turned out fine silly, they were right where I thought they were. Now I want you to close your eyes and hold perfectly still as I let you out. Remember, you still have to do what I say.” The smile in her voice turned what could have been a disturbing remark into a kinky one.

I’d enjoyed the consequences of her orders so far, so I decided to follow this one. I relaxed into the bed and closed my eyes. I focused on keeping still as I felt her climb onto the bed. I felt her lean over my body, and then I heard the click as one of the handcuffs released. She gently pulled my wrist out of it, and then kissed it where the metal had dug into my skin during my throes of pleasure. She kissed all down my arm, and across my chest, before kissing up my other arm. She released that handcuff too, and kissed my wrist gently.

My breathing sped up as she kissed down my arm, and down my chest. I felt goosebumps forming all over my body as her kisses came closer and closer to my dick. I felt it slowly go erect in anticipation, but she kissed down my leg instead. She released the cuff on my ankle, and then kissed it. Then she kissed up my foot to my toes.

One by one, she sucked and licked each of my toes. It tickled a bit, but it also turned me on for some strange reason.

When she kissed back up my leg, my breathing turned ragged. Her hand caressed my dick, and brought it to her mouth. She licked up and down it a few times, before she kissed lightly kissed the very tip. I almost cried in disappointment when she continued on down my other leg so that she could finish setting me free. After she removed the final cuff, she played with those toes, and again I found myself surprised to enjoy it as much as I did.

I wanted to spring up and embrace her, but I obeyed her command, and stayed still. I found it manifestly unfair that she had been able to touch me everywhere, but I had not yet had a chance to feel her smooth alabaster skin under my hands.

I felt her tug at my hand. “You can open your eyes now.” I opened them to see her smiling face. Her skin seemed to glow with pleasure and excitement. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red. I had never seen a more beautiful woman.

She tugged at my hand again, breaking me out of my reverie. “Come on, we’re showering. Unless you plan to lick me clean.”

Before I could tell her that I actually rather liked that idea, she tugged on my hand again, and dragged me out of bed, and into the washroom. It felt weird to moving. All of muscles felt loose and languid, but I felt strangely powerful.
She pulled my arm tighter to her, so that we were holding arms like an old fashioned couple. I think she may have skipped a few times between the bedroom and bathroom. Together we stepped over the threshold into the shower. And of course we immediately broke into uncontrollable laughter. After all, we were two naked kids, and we were treating taking a shower together like some big formal occasion.

Sarah recovered first, and turned the water on. I had never realized how narrow the cone of water in a shower is, and how close two people have to stand to be under it at the same time. From standing that close, it’s only a short leap to kissing, and suddenly we were, and the wonderful warm water was surrounding us as her tongue and my tongue met, and parted and met again.

And I could hold her this time. I held her tightly, as if I never wanted to let her go, and softly, as if I was scared of breaking her. I was surprised how something so simple could feel so important.

It was minutes before we stopped kissing, but they felt like glorious hours. We rested our foreheads together for a second, and just looked into each other’s eyes.