━ (18+) Your big strong boyfriend is always needy after his workouts.
He came home still in his gym clothes, muscles swollen and glistening with sweat. The second the door shut, that intimidating exterior crumbled. He dropped his bag, walked straight to you, and wrapped his huge arms around your waist, burying his face in your neck with a quiet, almost desperate sigh. “Missed you so much,” he mumbled against your skin, already nuzzling closer.
You smiled and ran your hands up his broad, damp back. “Come on. Shower.” In the bathroom, he barely waited for the water to warm up before peeling both of you out of your clothes. Once under the hot spray, he became even needier. His big hands roamed everywhere — squeezing your ass, sliding up to cup your tits, pulling you flush against his hard, slick body. His thick length was already half-hard and pressing hot against your stomach.
“Can I have you?” he asked softly, almost shy despite how massive he was. You answered by wrapping your fingers around him and stroking slowly. He groaned low in his chest and lifted you like you weighed nothing, pressing your back against the cool tiles. One strong arm held you up while the other guided his dick between your thighs. He pushed in slow, inch by thick inch, until he was buried deep. The stretch made you moan, and the sound seemed to break something in him. He started thrusting with deep, powerful strokes, the wet slap of skin echoing in the shower as water poured over both of you.
“Fuck… you feel so good,” he rasped against your mouth, forehead pressed to yours. “I always get so fucking needy after the gym… just want to be inside you.” His hips snapped harder, fucking you deep against the wall. One of his hands slid between your bodies so he could rub your clit in tight circles while he pounded into you. The combination of him stretching you open and his fingers working your clit had you clenching around him within minutes.
“That’s it, baby… squeeze me,” he groaned, voice rough and wrecked. “Gonna fill this pretty pussy up.” He came hard with a deep, broken moan, burying himself to the hilt and pulsing thick ropes of cum deep inside you. The feeling of him throbbing pushed you over the edge too — you came with a loud cry, walls fluttering around him as he kept grinding through both your orgasms.
Even after he finished, he stayed inside you, still holding you tightly against the wall, pressing soft, almost worshipful kisses to your wet neck and shoulders like he wasn’t ready to let go yet. “Stay with me a little longer,” he whispered, still soft and needy despite the mess he’d just made of you.
