Sex Genie: Pleasing My Master

"I love how you fill me up," Grace moaned, closing her eyes, and wiping her hand across her sweat slicked brow. "It's like you make me feel whole. Getting this little piece of you inside me gives me purpose."

Stephen chuckled and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "You make it sound like a religious experience."

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"Mhmm," Grace giggled. "The church of Stephen's cock."

He laughed with her, still holding her up against the lockers and trying to catch their breath. Stephen's cock started to deflate, and slowly slipped out of her, followed by a slippery mix of orgasm that landed jointly on Grace's thigh and the tile floor. Stephen slowly lowered Grace down, sitting her on the bench. Yet when he went to stand back up, his foot made contact with the puddle of orgasm and he slipped backward, almost falling down.

"Whoa," he laughed, catching his balance only by a quick hand out to a locker handle.

"Are you okay?" Grace laughed, before reaching out to help steady him.

"Yeah," he said, sheepishly, before looking down at the floor. "I slipped in a puddle.. of us."

Grace almost snorted, before covering her mouth in an adorable giggle. "I'm sorry!"

"Don't tell anyone about that," he laughed.

"I won't tell a soul," she promised, holding her hand up in typical scout's honor.

"That was intense," he said finally, finding his gym shorts and slowly putting them back on.

"I bet you'll like going to the gym from now on," replied Grace, coyly, before slipping her sports bra back on.

"You did find a way to make that highly enjoyable," he reasoned. "Although, I'm still trying to figure out how we weren't disturbed back here."

"That was the simple part, my love," grinned Grace. "I just made everyone else who came close to coming near this spot suddenly notice the foulest smell ever. That was enough to deter everyone from exploring any further. Most thought that there was raw sewage back here."

"Yeah, that sounds pretty effective," chuckled Stephen.

"I thought you'd like that," she said, sweetly.

"Before we go, do you think we can grab a shower? I'm very sweaty and sticky," he laughed.

"I thought you'd never ask!"

They spend the next twenty minutes getting thoroughly soaked together in the shower. Stephen took his time, lathering up his hands, and caressing every inch of Grace's flawless body. His attentions were not spread uniformly, and he lingered in some erogenous spots a lot longer than others. Grace repeated the same affections to his own body, and after managing to turn each other on again, they used their hands to provide mutual stimulation, and release, once more.