[Be sure to read parts 1 and 2 first]

All the teasing and groping had got us so hot it boiled over. We were both covered in each other’s sweat and spin, breathing hard with grins on our faces.

“I need a shower,” she said.

“I’ll join.”

“No! No more,” she said firmly, referring to all the fucking and sucking we’d been doing. “We need to get my parents’ house cleaned up and get out of here before they get home.”

We scanned the room. The floor was covered with clothes. What had been neat piles, was now strewn across their living room floor.

“OK. You shower. I’ll fix this room up,” I lied.

She gave me a kiss and headed for the bathroom. I quickly fixed a couple of toppled clothes piles then flipped the cushion I’d been sitting on. It had a wet spot where she’d leaked down over my cock and balls while riding me. Then I headed quietly toward her parents’ bathroom.

I slowly walked up to the door. She hadn’t completely closed it so I could hear the water and also watch her undress. It turned me on, watching her slip out of her clothes, like some kind of stalker. She stepped into the shower, under the water. I watched for a few seconds, then undressed in the hall.

I stepped through the door naked, closing it behind me, and dumped my clothes on top of hers.

“What are you doing?” she said, shaking her head.

“I’m going to take a shower with my sexy girl,” I replied.

“No funny business!” she said in her firm voice.

I didn’t even bother replying.

I stepped in with her. She gave me a little kiss then headed me the bodywash. I poured some into my hand, rubbed them together, then started to soap up her body. She sighed and gave me a smile.

“Thank you for your help today, honey,” she said in a much kinder voice.

“You’re welcome, baby,” I replied, before giving her a kiss on her forehead.

She sighed again, closing her eyes, enjoying my soapy hands rubbing all over her.

“Turn for me,” I whispered.

She complied. I washed her back, ass, hips, then legs, squatting down behind her. Her ass was right in my face. I was still turned on, of course. I’d teased her all morning, made her orgasm a few times, but had not yet cum myself.

Still squatting I ran my hands up her legs, then onto her ass. I pulled her ass open then leaned up, and ran my tongue from her pussy up to her ass hole. She let out a groan.

“Honey, that’s naughty,” she said, in the tone of voice that I know means she liked it.

I repeated. She leaned forward into the tiled wall, bending at the waist, sticking her ass into my face. I held her hips and began to eat her pussy and ass from behind, water running down over her back and into my face, nearly drowning me a few times. I didn’t care. I kept it up. My cock was rock hard. I needed to feel her again.

I stood up. She began to turn to face me. I stopped her, wrapped one arm around her, and guided my cock into her with my free hand.

“Honey, we need to get this work done,” she sighed.

“I know, baby. I just need to cum.”

“Mmm,” she replied.

I began to fuck her in long, steady strokes. She had her hands on the wall, ass pushed back at me, taking me in. Occasionally she turned her head and kissed me over her shoulder, but otherwise left me to using her pussy.

“Cum for me, sexy man,” she whsipered.

“Hi honey!” and a knock on the door bathroom door broke my rhythm.

It was her dad’s voice.

“Fuck!” I mimed

Her eyes were as wide as saucers.

“Hi Dad,” she managed. “I’m just having a shower.”

“OK. No problems. I got you a coffee,” he replied.

I slowly began to move again. She slapped my leg. I smiled.

“OK. Thank you!” she called out.

I continued to fuck her slowly and silently.

“Stop!” she mouthed silently.

“I need to cum, baby,” I whispered in her ear.

“Are you serious?”

“So serious,” I replied with a big grin.

She didn’t know what to do or say. I didn’t wait for a reply. I continued to move in and out of her. My heart was racing. I was so turned on. Her dad would probably murder me if he knew what was going on. I needed to cum.

“Rub your clit for me,” I whispered.


“Do it or I won’t cum.”

She rolled her eyes at me.

“Do it!”

She did as she was told, reaching down between her legs, rubbing her clit, as I fucked her from behind, water pouring down on us, her dad somewhere in the house.

“Cum,” I demanded.

“Honey, I can’t.”

“Do it.”

She closed her eyes and rubbed. I fucked her, feeling my orgasm building.

“OK. I just had to pick up some documents. I’m heading off again. Your coffee is on the table,” her dad called out through the door.

“OK. Dad. Thank you,” she replied, as I kept on fucking her.

“See ya.”

I continued to move slow and silent for about a minute.

“He’s gone. Cum for me,” I said, picking up the pace.

She did cum. A few minutes later, one hand on her clit, the other across her mouth, still worried he may somehow hear her. I came a minute after that, blasting hot cum up into that sexy body from behind, under the warm downpour, in her parents’ bathroom.