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It was a hot summer evening, and Stacy had been sweating all day. When she finally got home, she was desperate for a cold shower. She stripped off her clothes and stepped into the bathroom, turning on the shower. As the water rushed over her, she felt her muscles relax, and the tension of the day slip away.

But as she lathered up with soap, she realized that she wasn’t alone in the shower. A man stood behind her, his hands on her waist. She gasped, startled, and his lips pressed against the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

“Shh,” he whispered. “Don’t be scared. It’s just me.”

Stacy turned to face him, her eyes widening in recognition. It was Tyler, her best friend’s brother. She had at all times found him attractive, but she had never imagined anything like this happening.

“Tyler, what are you doing?” she asked, trying to pull away from him.

But his grip on her waist tightened, and he leaned in to kiss her again. His tongue slipped between her lips, and she moaned softly, surprised by how good it felt.

Before she knew it, he had his hands all over her body, exploring every inch of her with his fingers. She pressed herself against him, feeling the hardness of his cock against her thigh, and she knew that she wanted him.

Tyler reached down between her legs, and she gasped as he found the most sensitive spot. He rubbed it gently, and she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, making her knees weak.

“Tyler, please,” she moaned. “I need you.”

He turned her around again, pressing her back against the tile wall. He kissed her hard, his hands wrapping around her waist as he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he entered her with a single thrust.

Stacy cried out at the sudden sensation, but it quickly turned to pleasure as he began to move inside her. His cock was so thick and hard, and she could feel every inch of him as he thrust in and out of her.

As the water cascaded down over them, Tyler fucked her harder and harder, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. She dug her nails into his back, urging him on, and he responded by picking up the pace.

She was so close, teetering on the brink of orgasm, when he suddenly stopped moving. She groaned in frustration, but then he turned her around again, pressing her hands against the tile wall.

He entered her from behind, and she gasped as he reached around to rub her clit. She moaned in pleasure as the waves of orgasm washed over her, her body convulsing with the force of it.

Tyler came too, a few moments later, spurting hot cum deep inside her. They collapsed against each other, both panting for breath, as the water continued to beat down upon them.

After a few moments, Tyler pulled out of her and lifted her down to the floor of the shower. They stood there for a few moments, holding each other, before Tyler finally spoke.

“That was amazing,” he said.

Stacy couldn’t argue with that. “Yeah,” she said, grinning at him. “It was pretty damn hot.”

They both laughed, the tension of the moment lifting. And then Tyler stepped back under the water, pulling Stacy with him.

“Want to stay for round two?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Stacy grinned at him, feeling a wicked little spark igniting inside her. “You bet I do,” she said, and they began to kiss again, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies as the steam rose around them.
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