Hot water streamed from the shower head down onto the naked form of Sam Winchester. It trailed down the ripples of his muscular chest and followed the trail down onto the nether of fantasy. He placed his head under the stream of water and got his hair soaked through. It was then that the thin, toned beauty came and joined him.
Sam was confused but one good long look at her athletic form made him think twice about protesting. Her long mahogany red hair flowed down her back. Her green eyes looked up into his gazing longingly through her lashes.
She forced Sam to turn around and let the water rush down her face instead of his. She danced in the small shower to better position herself in front of Sam.
He stared at her perfect breasts as the water found them soaking them in heated steamy streams. He pulled her to him to feel her nakedness touching his. She washed her hands over his shoulders and down his back stopping at his man ridges, then pulling him even closer to her so she could grab his ass.
His length grew ever faster at her grab and pulsed against her stomach. He bent down and kissed her as the water beat against her back. The kisses intensified as Sam’s lips trailed down her throat. He found her breasts with his mouth and nibbled on a nipple. His hands held to her shoulder blades and pulled her up to meet his heated mouth.
She reached down and stroked his length in her small hands. He moaned. She giggled with glee.
With a gentle lift Sam put his hands beneath her buttocks and pulled her up to hug his hips with her legs. He held onto her, as far away from the streaming water as he could.
His length entered her slowly then repeatedly went inside harder and faster. She became animalistic with each thrust and bit into the meat of his shoulder. She needed a different position. She wanted the pleasure to mount slowly. She dropped to one foot and lifted the other to rest on his shoulder as he leaned down and into her once again.
The orgasm rang loudly in her ears as she felt almost like she was going to lose footing and fall to the porcelain below. Sam held her to him preventing that.
His orgasm that was milked from him by her second one, caused him to almost lose his footing, but instead he just stood up tall and moved her to standing and he just held her.
Who was this beauty? He had never seen her before but their meeting was a memorable one.
“Who are you?” He asked afraid this was a dream.
She smiled and left the shower. Sam was quick to turn off the water and follow her in his towel.
Dean sat on the edge of his bed and smiled when he saw the woman. “Are you done showering?” He asked then looked at Sam who was still dripping wet. “Oh!”
Dean got up from his bed and walked out of the motel room.
“I was Dean’s date.” She said smiling.
Sam was taken back but on the same note he was smiling just as big on the inside.
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