0 comments/ 10197 views/ 1 favorites Bathtime By: FeelMe2Nite We've been down the pub for a drink and have just arrived back at the house. Both slightly drunk and turned on from the flirting we've been enjoying all evening. You open some wine and we start drinking, you dancing to some music as I sit, drink and enjoy watching you – your boobs swinging and even better your arse swaying when you turn round, god how I like your arse. Seeing my eyes all over you you smile and dance toward me swaying, leaning over so I can see your cleavage, turning round and wiggling your arse, lowering yourself onto me wiggling again and up and away as I reach for you and miss. You're laughing now and so am I - "do that again!" - I demand. You tease me, getting more outrageous with your dancing, easing your top down over your shoulder to show more breast, running your hands down your body, over your arse as you turn. You come back again and, back towards me, wiggle and lower yourself down until you can feel how hard I am for you as I pull you down hard and hump against you. The feel of my cock makes you groan and you turn and kiss me, your hands stroking me, mine reaching for you and caressing your breasts. Your lips down my neck and then you stop, pull away and say, "Sorry love, but you need a bath." You go to the bathroom and run a bath for me, using some of your bubbles to make it smell nice and feel nice. While we're waiting you continue to dance, keep coming over to kiss, me, to tease me, each time my hands going a little farther, a stroke of your arse, a tease of your nipples, making you hotter, making you more excited. Then the bath is ready and you pull and push me toward the bathroom, "go and get clean," you say. Once in I shut the door and start to strip. Removing my t shirt to expose my chest then lowering my shorts and boxers to release my long, hard cock, wet at the tip thanks to you! I ease myself down into the hot soapy water and start to get clean. Then I lay back and relax, letting the heat soothe me, drifting a little in the wonderful humid heat. Suddenly you're there. Quickly you pull your top off and undo your bra, making my cock rise again at the site of your glorious, generous breasts that I so long to lick, to suck, to bite. Then you ease your jeans down and your thong. I want you so much. "Room for a little one" you ask as I sit up in the bath and scoot backwards, legs parting to allow you room. You lower yourself in, exposing your cunt to my gaze as you step in, my cock getting harder and harder and I feel drawn towards you stopping you with one foot in, kissing your bum, down between your legs until I reach your sex. Your wonderful heady scent is enough to make me throb, but I need to taste you once more, to feel your slippery fluids on my tongue, so I lick you, start to penetrate you with my tongue, my fingers reaching around your leg to find your clit, to stroke it gently... but it's too much, you're starting to slip and so you lower yourself and sit between my legs, my cock pressed into your back and your knees raised. You turn your head towards me and we kiss. I start to stroke your upper body with my hands, getting you wet and slippery, stroking the sides of your breasts, stroking your belly. My tongue tickling your lips as my hands cup your breasts and start to knead them gently. Feel my tongue getting bolder, probing into your mouth, finding your tongue, seeking out all of your mouth, kissing you deeply, slowly as I start to stroke your nipples gently, one in each hand. Then I get more direct, start to hold your nipples between my fingers and gently stroke them, pinch them and twist them as your kisses get more passionate, your breathing heavier. I stop being gentle and tweak them harder, pulling them away from you breasts, pinching hard as you start to get frantic, keeping going, pressing my cock against your back moving it up and down as I keep pinching your nipples, twisting them roughly as you go rigid and then relax. Still pinching one, my right hand strokes down your belly and into your crotch, cupping your sex. Then sliding one finger along the slit between your lips, stroking you. Then teasing each lip between thumb and forefinger, tugging gently as you start to climb again, then in with my finger, finding your clit and stroking circles around it, building the tension, the sensation, making you swear and gasp and then entering you with the same finger, making you groan as I curl it up inside you, once...then pause... then twice then three quick in and out movements, making sure my hand impacts your clit at each stroke. I keep doing this, keep turning you on more but never settling to a rhythm that will let you come. I keep going and going and then penetrate you with two more fingers, curling up inside you and then pulling hard upwards, quickly, again and again, palm on your clit gripping your pubic bone hard at each tug, making it so intense that you come, and come, and come, and come, until you can't take any more and push my hand away, overcome for the moment. I wrap my arms around you, cuddling you and kissing you to allow you to calm down for a while until you get your breath back. Then my hand is back, stroking your clit, inside you, getting you going again. Time for bed. You get out of the bath first, followed by me. During all of this I've been getting more and more excited and can take no more. The sight of you drying yourself is too much and I reach for you, pushing you so that your hands are braced on the basin, your legs apart, ready for me. Moving in close I place my cock between your legs. I move the tip up and down your slit, feeling you slipperiness despite the water from the bath. "I want you inside me right now, I want to feel you come," you whisper hoarsely. How can I refuse? I push the head of my cock against you, feeling for your entrance as you reach down with one hand and guide me in. Immediately I ram into as hard as I can, making you cry out with the pleasure of it. I stay still inside you, throbbing from time to time as you start to move against me, start to rotate your hips in that move I love so much. But I start to pull out, feeling you pulling on me as I go, squeezing me. When I'm nearly out I thrust back in hard and start to slowly withdraw again, then thrust in hard again and slowly withdraw. My hand reaches round your hips and starts to stroke your clit as I bang in again. And now I up the tempo, steadily fucking you from behind, you meeting me for every stroke, my hand pinching at your clit, after about a dozen strokes you start to come, but there's no let up, I keep fucking you, hard and fast now until you're coming almost continuously, almost too much, having to hold you up, you're wondering how much more you can take and then you feel me stutter in my thrusts, losing control as you clamp down harder than ever... coming so hard as you feel my cock pulse uncontrollably inside you, filling with my come... And now it really is time for bed, but that's another story. Bathtime {NOTE: This, like all the other stories I write and post here, is 100% true.} "Hey Sexy, I missed you," Daniel's breath is hot on my ear as he embraces me tightly. Already my body begins to tingle with anticipation. "I missed you too," I nibble slightly at his earrings, he has double piercing in each ear, thanks to me," let's hit the shower," he nodded and smiled. I let him turn on the water and I begin putting my hair up, I felt his bare arms wrap around the part of my stomach that my shirt failed to cover since my arms were raised. I giggled and put my arms around his neck, I looked at us in the mirror," We look really good together," he voiced my thoughts. I turned to face him and began unbuttoning my blouse, his eyes filled with a hunger and need for me that was so sexy I felt myself becoming more aroused as I felt him undressing me with those gorgeous eyes of his. I made eye contact as I slid the blouse off my shoulders and stood in front of him in my black lacey bra and blue jeans. He pulled off his long-sleeve shirt and bared his chest to me, now it was my turn to stare. His chest was well-muscled but not too ripped, a thin line of dark brown hair trickled downwards towards the waistband of his jeans. I reached out and traced the line it made. He turned me around to unhook my bra, I let it fall to the floor. His eyes glazed over as he looked at my naked chest, his gaze returned to meet mine as his lips kissed each of my breasts, pausing over the nipples. His hot tongue made my flesh quiver, and my nipples started to stiffen beneath his lips. I knelt and used my teeth to unbutton and unzip his jeans, he sighed as they fell to the floor; then slowly pulled mine off, leaving me standing in nothing but a black thong. I turned around and slowly pulled it down, feeling his eyes on my exposed skin. I turned slowly and watched as he slid his boxers off of his slender hips and onto the floor. His semi-erect penis was inches from my face, I looked up at him and smiled. We soon noticed that our bathwater was full and ready, Daniel turned off the faucets and we slid into the warm water together. He kissed me deeply and pulled my body against his, I put my head on his shoulder and nibbled his neck. His soft moans pressed against my ear as his tongue flicked over the tip. My hands roamed over his body freely and unhindered, clothing was so overrated. I traced his pecs and worked my way down to those gorgeous abs of his. He sighed as my fingers outlined his eight pack and then the narrow dip of his hips leading down to his now aroused sex. Kissing me deeply, he begin an investigation of my body. His fingertips grazed over my already sensitive nipples, making them harden. I put my head back and took in a deep breath of air, letting his lips graze my throat. He bit softly, knowing that I would let him sink his teeth into me if he should so desire. His hands wandered down towards my hips and cupped the roundness of my ass, massaging it gently. I moaned softly in his ear and sank my teeth into his shoulder, his body stiffened at the shock of it and he took a hissed breath. His fingers circled my puckered entrance and slowly delved inside, I moaned and threw my head back as he pushed one in. "You like that?" he breathed in my ear. "Yes, give me more," I was about to lose control of myself. "You asked for it," he begin wiggling his finger inside of me and using his thumb to massage my now aching clit. I moaned and leaned against him for support. "Let's take this in the bedroom shall we?" his tongue flicked at my ears. "Sure, but only if you promise to finish what you started," I breathed. "Of course, have I ever left you unsatisfied my love?" that mischievous smile crept over his face. "Never," I pulled the plug out of the tub and begin drying off with a towel before handing it to him as he followed me to the bedroom. He picked me up and lay me down gently on the sheets, letting his thick cock press against me, he opened a dresser drawer and pulled out the bottle of KY, we rarely needed it but sometimes liked the sensation, and the vibrating dildo he'd bought for me, I'd been wondering what that was for because I don't like vibrators for myself personally. His eyes never left mine as he spread KY on the 7 ½ inch dildo, still an inch shy of the smooth erection in front of me. I felt the tip of it press against my backdoor, slowly he inched it in letting me adjust to its size. He pumped it in and out at a slow and steady rhythm, then turned on the vibrating function. I went wild," Please, Daniel, let me come," I begged him. His eyes sparkled and he begin to stroke himself, but I knew he wasn't gonna let me off that easily. "Since you asked so nicely," the tip of his cock pressed against my now soaking pussy, I moaned as the head of his penis slid in. He pulled back and I wasn't sure if he would listen to my request, but no sooner did the thought cross my mind than he thrust the entire length of his dick inside of me, he thrust in and out quickly and soon I was coming so violently I was screaming his name. "How bout something new?" he asked looking at me with those devilish eyes of his. "I'll try anything," I managed breathlessly, his cock slid out, leaving me vacant and he removed the vibrator out of my ass. The quivering vibrator brushed over my aching pussy and was pushed inside. Daniel spread lube over his still quivering erection and began pushing it against my ass. He kissed me deeply as his cock forced its way into me. I gasped at the feeling and moaned against his lips. He begin rhythmic thrusts and I felt his cock pulse, he removed the vibrator and came inside of my pussy, calling my name as he did. "I love you, Cami," he breathed as he wrapped his arms around me and nuzzled his face in my shoulder. "I love you too, Daniel." Bathtime It's been a late night at the office, and I'm thankful to finally be home to relax. Closing the door behind me, I shrug out of my jacket as I notice the absolute silence and darkness of the house. Must not be home yet, I think with some disappointment to find you nowhere around. Sighing heavily, I make my way to the bedroom to get out of my clothes. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I massage my upper thighs, thankful to be out of those beastly thigh high stockings. Wiggling my toes, I groan at the discomfort they had suffered all day. I reach around and unclasp my bra, a breath of gratitude escaping once I was free of that constraining device. The people who make those must have been students in the art of torture, I mused to myself. One last piece of clothing to remove, I think, as I smooth my hand down my belly to the waistband of my black lace panties. They are the only thing comfortable I had worn all day. Around noon, they stopped being so comfortable when my lunchtime thoughts turned to you, and all the wonderfully naughty things I wanted to do. For the remainder of the day, they teased and tormented me relentlessly with their dampened softness. Carefully stepping out of my panties, I drop them into the hamper with all the others on my way to the bathroom. I step over to the tub to draw a hot bath, making sure the temperature was just right. While waiting for the tub to fill, I slowly stretch my sorely abused muscles. Sitting at a desk all day does nasty things to a tired body, and every inch of me was aching. I smooth my hands down my body as you had done so many times before, trying to massage away the tension. This worked for only a few seconds. Turning the water off, I slip into the tub, sinking neck deep into the warmth. Slowly, I wash my hair, massaging my scalp to try to ease the dull headache that persistently throbs in my left temple. After rinsing my hair out, I reach for my loofah and soap. Lathering up the loofah, I start to scrub, thinking to myself that bath time isn't much fun without you to wash my back. But I somehow manage to scrub every inch clean. A thought occurs to me that maybe you are home and that you may be watching me. I smile at this, but then dismiss it. Afterall, I haven't heard one single noise the whole time I've been home. Surely, you would have at least heard me and would have come out to kiss me hello if you were working from home. These thoughts don't diminish my rising excitement. In fact, the mere thought of you catching me touching myself, getting myself off, makes me even hotter. Standing up, I scrub down my lower body, gasping when my fingers come in contact with my sensitive clit. Sitting back down, I rinse off the soap, making sure everything is clean as a whistle. My thumbs brush against my hardened nipples, a moan escaping my lips. The thumb and forefinger of my left hand pinch and roll my nipples as my right hand slowly moves lower. My fingers slide between my legs to tease the tender folds of my pussy, slowly moving back up to tease my clit. Moving my hand lower, I insert first one, then two fingers inside my pussy, instantly finding my g-spot. In my mind's eye, I can see you hovering over me, your hand buried between my legs as my fingers are firmly wrapped around your cock. You have no idea how bad I wish you were here right now. My own hand will have to do for the moment. I use the two fingers to massage the inner walls of my pussy, my thumb gently rubbing my clit. Slowly the pressure builds in my lower stomach, but I stop, instantly frozen in the tub. Was that a noise I heard in the bedroom? I couldn't be sure, but it sounded like a rustling. From all the splashing I was doing, I could very well be mistaken. With this in mind, I continue on, stroking myself. My breathing becomes erratic, and my heart starts to race. The tension has built up past the breaking point with no turning back. I start whimpering, whispering to you even though I know you're not there. Finally, my back arches as I throw my head back, crying out your name in ecstasy. Slowly, my muscles loosen as I ease back down into the water, and I do hear a noise. I turn in fear towards it, to find you standing, naked, in the doorway. My face turns red as I realize you had been watching me the whole time. You step into the room, your cock cradled in your hand as you walk over to the tub. Watching you, I make room for you as you step in. Sliding my wet hands up your legs as I move to my knees, I think to myself that you seem to be harder now than I've ever seen you. Massaging your thighs, I look up at you as I dip my head slightly lower, the tip of my tongue just barely touching the base of your shaft. You hiss with a sharp intake of breath, but this encourages me. Slowly, I lick my way up to the thick head, my tongue encircling it. You bury your fingers in my wet hair, balling them into a fist. Wrapping my lips around the head, I gently suckle you at first. My right hand wraps firmly around the base as my left hand gently massages your balls. Then ever so slowly, I suck you deeper into my mouth, my tongue tasting every inch of you. I hear you groan in pleasure, telling me to please don't stop. I moan in response, the sound vibrating through your pulsing cock. Yes, you are much thicker than I remember you ever being. Harder even. You feel like an iron rod in my hand as I slowly stroke to the rhythm of my mouth. I carefully listen to the sounds of your breathing, to your voice, steadily increasing my pace for you. Your hand in my hair helps to guide me. After what seems forever, I hear you growl. This is my cue as my teeth gently graze your shaft. Your hand tightens in my hair, and I give one last thrust, impaling my mouth one last time on your cock, burying you deep in my throat. My hand continues to stroke you as you cum for me. I quickly swallow every drop, tasting you. I whimper as you continue to pulsate in my throat. Then slowly, you pull my head back, withdrawing from me. Stepping behind me, I'm forced to scoot forward as you sit down, pulling me back against you. You lightly kiss my neck and shoulder as a shiver passes through you. Smiling to myself, I bring your hand to my face, kissing your palm. Picking up my loofah, I soap it up again and turn towards you, gently scrubbing your shoulders and chest. Looking you in the eyes, I smile and kiss the tip of your nose, ordering you to stand up while I finish scrubbing you down. I rinse you off and step out of the tub, grabbing a towel to dry off with. I toss one to you as you step out, my eyes lingering on your hips. I finish drying off, wrapping the towel around me, squealing as you pick me up. You kiss me hard to shut me up as you carry me to the bed, tossing me onto it. Bathtime I had a bad day, it was one of those days where nothing seemed to go right. I had dinner on the stove waiting for you to come home. I guess I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing when I noticed something was burning. I ran into the kitchen and took a pot holder and grabbed the burning pot and set it into the sink. I turn on the exhaust fan to get the burnt smell out of the kitchen. "Damnit!" I exclaimed, running water into the pot. "Well there goes dinner right down the drain..." I say pouring the spaghetti sauce into the garbage disposal. I go and check the freezer and see if there is anything else I can cook that won't take all night. I didn't even hear you pull into the driveway. "Damn! Damn! Damn!" I say out loud to myself. "Hi babe..." you say walking into the kitchen. I shut the freezer and just lean aginstead the door. "Hey, are you okay???" you ask walking over to me. "No....." I answer feeling miserable. "My poor baby...what happened...?" you ask taking me into your arms as you glance around the kitchen. "I've just had a really bad day....." I say putting my arms around you and feeling you holding me tight. I love being in your arms, I don't want to bother you with my problems. "Tough day baby???" you say leading me into the living room, we sit on the sofa, you pull me close. "Tell me all about it..." "Well...first thing this morning after you left for work I went to get dressed and while I was gone the neighbor's dogs got loose and got into our trash cans." I say remembering how mad I was at having to go out in the cold and pick up the trash. I told the neighbors about it and suggested they come and clean it up since it was their dogs. "So what did Mister Wonderful say about his dogs?" you asked me. "He said "I don't have to pick up your trash...." and he shut the door in my face." "I'll have a talk with him..." you say hugging me. "No...it won't do any good anyway...I cleaned it up." I tell you about the rest of my day, how no matter what I did it just didn't turn out right. "And then I burned the spaghetti sauce, and it'll take forever to thaw anything else out for dinner..." I say leaning my head on your shoulder. "Wait right here..." you tell me getting up and walking toward the bedroom. I have to wonder what you are up too. You're back in a few minutes, "Come on..." you say taking me by the hand and leading me through the bedroom and into the bathroom. "What are you up too?" I ask stopping in my tracks. You've started bathwater, dimmed the lights, lit my favorite candles and I can smell Jasmine bath beads. "Oh this is so sweet honey..." I tell you as you start to unbutton my shirt. "Just take a nice long soak in the tub" you say as you continue to undress me, bending down and kissing me. "Now....you just take a nice relaxing bath, take your time...." you say helping me into the tub. "I'll take care of dinner...." you reach for a bottle of bubble bath and pour it into the tub. "You are so good to me..." I say sinking down into the hot water, oh it feels so good. I love a bubble bath. "Just lay back and relax...." you tell me as you walk out of the bathroom. I lay there just soaking in the hot water, when I hear music from our bedroom, our favorite song. I can't help but smile at how you take care of me. I should be taking care of you after your long, hard day at work. I soap up a wash cloth and run it up my arms, across my shoulders, feeling the suds running down my chest, across my tits. "This feels so good" I moan, it feels so good to just lay back and relax. I rub the suds over my nipples, feeling them getting hard. Feels good, wish you were here with me. I close my eyes and just play with my nipples, starting to get hot and horny. I continue to rub my nipples. After a few minutes the tub is almost full I reach up and turn the water off, the bathroom is steamy and hot. "Nice...." I look up and you're standing in the door way. You walk over to the tub and kneel next to the tub, taking the wash cloth from me. You get the rag soapy and gently soap my shoulders. "Sit up a bit honey..." I sit up straight, as you gently wash my back, your hands feel so good baby. "Lean back..." you tell me. I lay back again, watching every move you make. "Oh no!i" you say as you "accidentily" drop the soap into the tub. I reach down to find the soap. "Let me..." you say searching for the soap. You rub your hand, up and down both of my legs. "Nope...no soap here..." you say bending down and kissing me gently. "Maybe it's here...." you say barely touching my shaved pussy...."Nope not there either..." you say as you spread my legs. "Yes" I moan, wanting you to touch me there. I'm getting very horny, wanting you right now. I reach up and undo your jeans, reaching for your cock. "Oh look what I found...." I say pulling your shorts down, finding your hardening cock. I pull you to me and lick the head of your cock, barely touching you. "Yeah...." you moan as I tease you. I take your cock into my mouth, gently sucking you. I hold onto you with one hand as I continue to lick and nibble the head of your cock, reaching for your balls at the same time. "Some little girl is horny tonight..." you tell me as you slip a finger into my slit. "Oh....yes..." I moan as you finger me slowly. Love the way you make me feel baby. The more you finger my pussy the more I suck your cock, flicking my tongue across your cock,licking my way down to your balls. "Suck em' baby..." I take your balls into my mouth one at a time and suck them gently. " Yeah...just like that..." you moan as I suck you gently. After a few minutes you reach up and hold my head, pulling my mouth back to your cock. I take your cock back into my mouth, loving the way your hard cock feels. The more I suck and lick your cock the hornier I get. I take your cock as deep as I can, sucking you. We continue like this for awhile, licking and sucking your cock as you hold me there. Gently fucking my mouth. I stroke your balls again, I love making love with you honey. You're playing with my tits, pinching my nipples, making them so hard. "Is there room for two in there?" you ask me. I look up at you,letting your cock slip out of my mouth. "Sure..." I say as you quickly get undressed and join me in the tub.You kneel in the tub pulling me up to you, kissing me. "Oh look! I found the soap...." I say soaping the rag, and I wash you off, taking my time, stroking your cock. "yeah...." you say as I rinse the soap off of you. You stand up and pull me to my knees. "Suck me..." you tell me. I reach for your cock again, taking the tip of your cock into my mouth. I look up at you, knowing your watching me. Flicking my tongue across the underside of your cock. "Yeah...." you moan as I tease you. "take it baby girl..." you say pushing your cock into my mouth deeper, fucking my mouth. I love sucking your cock baby, feeling it hard in my mouth, wanting you to give me your cum. You hold my head as you fuck my mouth, faster and deeper. I reach down and rub my pussy slipping two fingers inside. I am so wet and hot baby. I need you so bad. "Suck it.....yes...just like that baby..." you tell me giving me your cock. "Rub your Pussy baby...yeah that's it..." you tell me as I rub myself. I want to make you cum, feel you giving me your cum. "Turn around..." you tell me, I do as you ask. You get down behind me "Grab the towel bar..." I grab it as I feel you slip your hand under to my pussy, rubbing my slit. "Yes baby..." I moan as you finger me, I'm so wet. "That pussy is nice and wet..." you say kissing the back of my neck. "I'm going to fuck you..." you tell me as you rub the head of your cock across my pussy lips. "Tell me you want it..." I hear you whisper in my ear. "Beg me to fuck you..." "Please baby....I want your cock...." I say, wanting you inside of me. "Fuck me...please..." "Like this???" you ask putting the head of your cock inside of me, then pulling out. "Yes...." I moan wanting more. "Tell me..." you say. "Fuck me, give me your cock...." I beg you, wanting to feel you fucking me. You reach around and grab my tits, pulling my nipples, getting a little rough. I like it rough once in awhile, makes me so hot and wet. "What am I going to do with a bad little girl, she burns dinner....and now I'm going to fuck her..." you say ramming your cock all the way inside of me. I gasp at the feelings of you filling my pussy. You fuck me slow and hard, taking your time, letting go of my tits and grabbing my waist. "Yes....fuck me baby..." I beg you. "Not so fast........" you tell me. I love when you fuck me from behind baby, going so deep inside of me. "Oh fuck....yeah take my cock...." You tell me pounding me a bit faster and harder. Feels so good feeling your cock pounding me, deep and hard. "yes....oh yes....fuck my pussy honey..." I beg you, wanting to make you cum. I'm getting so close to cumming. "yeah baby....love when you tighten your pussy around my cock....love fucking you..." you tell me, holding me tighter. Oh it feels so good when you give me your cock, makes me shake and tremble when you pound my pussy baby. "Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me...." I say over and over, feeling my climax almost there. "Oh yeah....cum for me baby.....cum all over my cock...." you say pounding me faster and harder. "yes...yes...yes....cumming baby....aww fuck...." I say loudly holding onto the towel bar as I cum all over your cock. "Cumming...cumming...cumming..." I moan, you pull out of me and turn me around and give me your cock. I stroke your balls as I take your cock and suck you as deep as I can. You grab my head and fuck my mouth. "Yeah....take it....that's my good little girl.....suck my cock..." you tell me as I fuck your cock with my mouth, wanting you to fill my mouth with your cum, wanting to taste it. I can feel your cock getting harder, ready to cum. "take it...take my cum....fuck baby!!!!!!!!!!!!" You hold me tight as your cock fills my mouth with cum, I love the taste of your cum honey, I swallow as much as I can but some drips out of the side of my mouth and I take it on my fingers and lick it all up. Taste so good baby. "Are you alright honey?" You ask me as you try and catch your breath. "yes, I'm fine ....oh my god that was so good baby...." I say taking a deep breath. We regain our composure and get out of the tub, dry off and put on our night clothes. "Dinner should be here any time now..." you tell me glancing at the bedside clock. "What is for dinner?" I ask wondering what you did. "Pizza if that's okay....I told them not to deliver for about an hour and a half, and they should be here any time. "Gee maybe I should burn dinner more often..." I say as I kiss you, you look at me and smile. "What am I going to do with you baby girl???" "Love me forever...." Is all I can say.... Bathtime The warm water bubbled up around my shoulders, my eyes closed, my fingers gently exploring myself. That was why I didn't hear the door open. It wasn't until the coolness of the air in the hallway fell across my warm skin did I open my eyes. Mother stood just inside her ensuite washroom. My parents tub was a large Jacuzzi style and I had snuck in while they were away. I bolted upright, realizing what she must have seen. "Mother!" I screamed. "Hush," she smiled, "It's okay, I did that when I was a girl too. Still do." Mother turned to her mirror and wiped the moisture off the surface to see her reflection. Still do? Mother? "Do you think I'm beautiful Shannon?" "Sure, yes." She sighed and examined herself more closely. She had slipped into her robe and it parted when she leaned forward. I examined my mother's figure with a critical eye. She had dark full hair that she wore at shoulder length, stood 5' 5", and weighed 130 pounds. Not fat, just nicely rounded hips. Her legs, which were hidden by the robe, were probably her best feature and I was thankful I had inherited them. Mother had small breasts that were no longer pert. Mine, in fact, were larger than hers were already. Mother reached over, selected a ribbon and pulled her hair back and up. "Mind if I join you?" "I'll get out for you." "No, no, I want you to stay. We could talk, girl talk you know." I looked away when Mother undid her parted robe and let it fall around her ankles. I did look her over quickly when she asked for my help to get in. She settled down across from me, sighing loudly. I examined her face as she settled across from me. I shared her dark hair but mine was straight. Our dark brown eyes were mirror images. She still had her makeup on and I liked how she used soft earthtones. Her legs slid along mine and we adjusted to each other, legs intertwined. I flinched when her foot slid across my groin in the process. We began to chat; just boring day stuff to begin with and then slowly more personal. She asked about my relationship with Danny. I splashed water at her when she asked if we had sex yet. Despite my liberal upbringing, I actually planned to stay a virgin for a while yet. "Is that why you were masturbating when I came in?" I blushed. Mother smiled. "It's okay. Us women need our little self-satisfaction moments. Mine seem to be far to frequent lately." Mother sat up, her legs opening and going along side me. She stroked my face. "Baby, you are so beautiful. You've grown into a wonderful woman." Her hands slid over my shoulders, fingers tracing lightly over collarbone and down over my chest. "And so well developed. I am so envious." Her touch was like fire, my skin burned. My breathing was halted and I shook slightly. She cupped my breasts softly. "Perfect. I've seen so many of our adult friends look at you and I am both angry and jealous." Across my belly her fingers slid and down over my legs. "Nice legs too." "I got them from a beautiful woman." "Is she sexy like you?" I gulped, "Very sexy." "Not too wrinkly?" "Mom!" She laughed and pulled me to her. A hug, an embrace, a kiss on my ear, a shared kiss on each other's cheek, lips softly touching. We stared into each other's eyes and shared another soft kiss. My hands finally held and I felt her shake. Mother pulled me towards her, turning me around and I slid against her. Her mouth found my neck and ear and she nibbled softly while her hands gently massaged my breasts, kneading them, encouraging the nipples to harden. I closed my hands, felt her body under me. Mother's fingers were like electrodes, shocking me where they touched and when her right hand slid over my belly and between my legs I moaned loudly. My soft curls were caressed and then my sex was explored. She was gentle and soft, her kisses never ending, her murmurs and sighs a hot breath in my ear. My body shook as she masturbated me, expertly inducing shiver after shiver until my cunt wrapped tight onto her fingers and climaxed. She held me that way forever, until the water cooled around us I think. I was off in another world and when I finally turned on her lap, Mother was smiling. We kissed, me a little more insistent. I reached out and held her breast, squeezing and playing with the small nipple. "The water is getting cold dear, why don't we get out." Her voice sounded strange. She seemed sad. "What's wrong?" "Nothing honey." She slid me off her lap and proceeded to get out of the tub. I sat there, scared, as she toweled off and slid her robe back on. "I'm going to get a glass of wine, would you like one?" I shook my head no. "Don't be long, you'll get all wrinkly." She left the room. I wanted to cry. I finally left the tub, and with a heavy heart, headed for my room. My mood brightened though when I found laid across my bed, one of my Mothers nicest white satin gowns. I slid it over my head, shivered as the smooth fabric slid down my body. My breasts pushed the bodice to its extreme but I thought I looked wonderful. It was a little long and I had to gather it up when I ran downstairs. Mother sat on the loveseat, wine glass in hand, wearing her long black silk gown with sheer wrap. She held out a glass to me. "I thought you might one after all." What a wonderful night that was. Bathtime I was a bit disappointed when I actually tried it out for the first time. It wasn't powerful enough to make me come. I ended up having to rub my clit with my fingers as I pumped the toy in and out of me while holding it by the little extended pink thumb. I eventually came but with all of the effort I'd had to exert I wondered what was the point? It was the "Thumbs Up", a 7" pink dick with a little thumb sticking out for clitoral stimulation. The girth? Oh, I don't know. Thick enough. I could wrap my fingers around it and have them still overlap a bit. I guess you get what you pay for. It was after all, the cheapest vibrator in the catalog. I had never used a vibrator before. After getting over my embarrassment and discomfort over actually buying one I had finally gone for it. For weeks I had been so excited about receiving the package in the mail. I had checked the box daily anticipating the arrival of my new toy. I had lay in bed and imagined how great it would be to get off anytime, all of the time, with this new cock. I had difficulty coming to an orgasm during sex and even on my own. I had imagined the feeling of a thick, hard, buzzing cock, pumping in and out of pussy bringing me to shuddering climaxes, over and over again. So, with a basically useless cock sitting around in my closet, I decided that I needed to find another aid. I remembered the time I had gotten off at a friend of mine's house. She had a jacuzzi tub in the bath and when I had thrown my legs over the side of the tub and pressed my clit right up to the powerful stream of the jet I had experienced one of the most intense orgasms I'd ever had. I writhed and twitched in the tub, splashing water all over as my pussy spasmed and the intensity of the sensation grew so great that I had to move away from the jet. That was the kind of orgasm I was looking for. I went to the hardware store and found a shower massager. It looked as if it would do the trick. I hurried home and tried to install it. Having little mechanical inclination and even less plumbing experience I couldn't get it to work. Embarrassed, I asked my roommate to give me a hand. I mumbled something about getting it so that I could bathe the dog more easily. I think he probably knew the real reason that I had purchased it, but oh well. A girl's got to do what a girl's got do! It was time to take a bath now. I let the tub fill up with warm water and lowered myself in. I tuned on the shower massager and found the best setting. It was three powerful streams of water shooting out from the center. I pressed the head of the massager up to my clit and felt the warm and constant flow bathe my aching cunt. I had been so horny for weeks and had had no release. I started fantasizing about cock while I gave my clit the attention it so desperately needed. I imagined all sorts of sick and nasty things that I would never actually do. God, it turned me on. I imagined a gang bang. Being fucked over and over by different men. Their hard cocks pumping in and out of my wet pussy, thrusting so deeply into me that I knew that I would come. I imagined being fucked from behind by a huge cock while sucking another cock that had been shoved in my face. I was so horny and I loved it. I wanted to be a dirty, little slut and get fucked really hard. But no luck. As good as the shower massager felt on my clit I needed more. All of these fantasies I was having had fueled a desire to be filled up with a hard dick. I couldn't very well get out of the tub, dry off and go get my vibrator. My roommates were home and that would have been a little awkward. I surveyed the numerous bottles and containers in the tub. One particular bottle jumped out at me. It was a smooth thick cylinder about 9" long and way too big to wrap my thumb and finger around. God, I'm a freak I thought-getting off in the shower with a bottle of conditioner. Who does this? Still as yet undeterred I attempted to push the big phallus inside my pussy. Ouch! It was going to be a tight fit. I opened my legs wider and tried working it in a little at a time. I loosened up a little and pushed it in further. God! I had never had anything so big inside of me before! I managed to push it in about 4 or five inches deep. It felt fucking amazing. And I felt amazingly dirty! I returned the a warm stream of water to my slit and was overcome with fantasies of being fucked by the biggest cock I had ever seen. I thrust my hips upward and angled the massager so that it hit my clit more intensely. This felt unbelievably good. I had finally found a surefire way to get off. I ran a slideshow of sorts in my head-fantasies about being fucked from behind really roughly while another woman ate my pussy, being fucked up against a wall in a semi-public place, being fingered while eating another woman's pussy, etc… I felt the first shudder come, and then started rocking my hips forward. My pelvis was angled to such a degree that I could see the huge make-shift dildo sticking out of my pussy. I started bucking my hips against the massager head as I felt the first wave of my orgasm hit. Damn, I fucked myself so hard! I came so hard I was barely able to contain the noises I was making. It was absolute ecstasy. Pure satisfaction. I leaned back in the tub, flushed and sated, and enjoyed the rest of my bath. Now several months later it had become a bit routine. I had taken the batteries out and the cap off of my crappy vibrator which had never really done the trick and now regularly took it into the bath with me. As I settled into the bath yet again with my vibrator-come-dildo in one hand and my shower massager in the other, I wondered if there wasn't something more exciting I could be doing? After inserting the cock into my already wet pussy and getting my clit nice and ready with the water stream I inserting a finger into my ass. It felt ok, but it was awkward sticking my finger in my ass from underneath. It seemed more of a distraction than anything else. I thought about all of the times that my former boyfriend had wanted to fuck me up the ass. I had always said no. It just seemed kind of gross. Except for one time. I had finally succumbed to his wishes and let him put his dick in my ass-for all of 15 seconds! It had hurt and he hadn't gotten it even an inch inside of me. Lately though I had been a little more curious about what anal sex would be like. I thought about it for a long moment before getting out of the shower and grabbing a bottle of massage oil off of the shelf. I poured a generous amount of oil on the vibrator and rubbed it around. I turned over onto my side in the bath and aimed the cock towards my tight little asshole. No! This was definitely not going to work! I grabbed the oil and squirted some more of it directly onto my ass, rubbing it around and in between my cheeks. The big pink dick found the opening of my ass and pushed a little ways inside. God! It fucking hurt! This is unbelievable, I was thinking. How in the fuck can people actually enjoy this?!? I quit pushing and let the dildo stay where it was, about an inch inside of my ass. I got a little more used to the sensation and then pushed onward. After the initial pain of getting past the entrance to my ass I found the feeling to be exquisite. I had pushed the dildo almost all of the way into my ass and was just laying in the bath on my side, stunned, due to the intense feeling of a dick in my ass. I knew that my pussy would need to be fucked too. Looking around I found that same bottle of conditioner sitting on the edge of the tub and started working in into my cunt. My pussy was so wet. Having a big cock in my ass had turned me on more than I thought possible. So, with these two thick dildos in my ass and cunt I grabbed the shower massager and fired it at my stiff clit. The sensations I was experiencing were fucking unreal! I felt so filled up! Completely stuffed with cock and I loved it! I wanted more! My mind wandered to a new fantasy of getting fucked by a guy nice and rough and then realizing that his friend was in the room. When I objected to his friend's presence he restrained me by holding my wrists tightly, and fucking my pussy even harder with his big, stiff cock. His friend came over and they maneuvered my body in such a way that his friend lay beneath me and he was on top of me. I was asking him what he was doing and was telling him no, that I didn't want this. His friend grabbed my tits and started pinching my nipples telling me what a little slut I was and how I was gonna get fucked so hard. I begged them not to but soon they had positioned me so that this guy's dick was heading straight for my ass. He put a rubber on, lubed it up, and pushed his huge cock up my ass roughly. I cried out from the pain. He pulled me back so that I lay on top of him with his dick inside of me from underneath and the other guy secured my wrists to the bed with the stockings I had been wearing earlier. The pain quickly turned to pleasure as the big dick in my ass began pressing harder into me. Thrusting deeper and deeper with every movement. The guy I had been fucking returned my pussy and gave me long and thorough tonguing. I was dripping wet and I wanted his cock in my pussy so badly. As he thrust his thick cock deep inside of my pussy with his friend fucking me up the ass at the same time he told me what a horny, dirty, little slut I was. He told me how they were going to take turns fucking me up the ass and that I was going to like it. He told me a was nasty slut and that I needed to be fucked hard. So as I lay in the shower with two enormous pricks inside of me I paid special attention to the one in my ass. I worked the dildo in and out my ass, gradually increasing the speed and pressure. My clit buzzed away enveloped in the steady stream of ecstasy the water was creating, and I felt like I would come soon. First I felt the powerful convulsions in my ass. It was as if they were one organ, being fucked together, my cunt and my ass shuddering in unison as I brought myself closer and closer to the peak of orgasm. When I started to come I couldn't help but let out a deep guttural "UNGHHH" at the feeling of it all. One cock in my pussy and one cock in my ass, fucking myself into oblivion I came and kept coming until I couldn't take the pleasure anymore. So I'd finally gotten fucked up the ass. In a matter of speaking anyway. And now, it is time for another bath. Bathtime If you read this, please take a moment to consider the work that went into writing this for you. The only thing I ask is for you to send me some feedback. That's it! I want you to derive pleasure from this story, so please pleasure yourself while you read this. And don't be embarrassed to tell me you did, I enjoy hearing it, after all that's what we're here for! **************** How, you ask, did I happen to be taking a bath with my eighteen year old twin sister? Well, being twins, we were always close, though our mutual bathing had stopped once we hit puberty. Our parents always made sure we weren't TOO close, since as young children we would often be naked together or using the toilet while the other one was in the bathroom. But even our parents couldn't keep us from playing around with each other when the mood hit. Usually the games we would play were pretty childish. We would show each other our genitals, since we each had a mutual curiosity. We had seen each other naked as toddlers, but as we matured we became interested in seeing how the other person changed. Of course, that only lasted until we were about fourteen, and we seemed to lose interest in our games. I had not seen my sister naked since then. But one day, when our parents were gone for the day, I was taking a bath since our shower was broken. I sat there in the hot water, just having filled the tub, when there was a knock on the door. "Can I come in?" my sister asked. "Yeah," I said, trying to cover my crotch with my hands. She opened the door and left it open as she lifted the lid on the toilet and dropped her panties. She smiled at me, her eyes drifting to my crotch. I was at the perfect angle to see her neatly trimmed crotch as she was taking a leak. I felt my dick twitch, and she saw me staring at her vagina. She finished peeing and lifted her hips a bit. "Get a better look," she joked. I was embarrassed, and sheepishly smiled. "Sorry." "Well, come on," she said. "What?" I asked. "I let you see my pussy, now show me your dick." I nervously removed my hands from my crotch, and realized I had an erection. She smiled and tried not to laugh. "Geez, I didn't mean to make you so horny," she said. "Well, what did you expect? I haven't seen you naked in years." She stood and took off the rest of her clothes, to my surprise. When she removed her top, I realized how much her breasts had grown. She was at least a C-cup. Her small nipples stood out from her firm globes. She stepped into the bathtub and sat across from me. It was a large tub, but we were still sitting very close. "I remember those games we used to play," she said, as if sitting there naked with me was nothing out of the ordinary. "It looks like you've gained a couple of inches since then." My dick was still on display, but I wasn't going to hide it now. She stared at it, and her hand roamed over her stomach, and then to her chest. "God, I'm so horny," she said. "I don't have to tell you I am," I said. "Yeah, I'd say you're ready for some action," she said, and to my shock she grabbed my dick. I jumped as her fingers wrapped around my shaft. I couldn't believe this was happening. But before she did anything else, she turned around and leaned back into me. She nuzzled her back against my chest, and pulled my hands to her breasts. "Massage me," she said. I was temporarily distracted by my dick pressing between her ass cheeks, but the feel of her tits soon overtook me and I went to work gently feeling her up. She moaned, and flexed her buttocks around my dick. I thrust into her gently, and she smiled. "You horny bastard," she said. "Don't you know the difference between pussy and ass?" "I do, but my dick doesn't," I joked. "A hole's a hole." She tilted her head back and kissed my chin. "Let's give your dick a little relief." At the most I thought maybe she was talking about giving me a handjob. But instead she pulled her ass cheeks apart and I felt her hot hole touch the head of my dick. "You really want to?" I asked. "The hot water is very relaxing, let's take advantage of it." Her asshole was surprisingly relaxed, and my head sunk in quite easily. After I was about an inch in, she tightened and we sat there for a while, so she could get used to the feel. "What does it feel like?" I asked. "It feels naughty," she smiled. "But really good." Even though the water was not a very good lubricant, I found it surprisingly easy to sink into her. I pushed a few more inches into her, and after a few minutes I was buried as far as I could go. I held her tightly on top of me, my dick completely inside of her ass. She groaned and writhed around, my hands massaging her tits. She frigged her pussy while I was still to the hilt in her ass. In less than a minute, I felt her ass clench around my shaft as she climaxed. It was incredibly tight, as was her contorted face. She kept rubbing her pussy until her orgasm had passed. She let out a long breath, resting her body against me. "That was fucking incredible," she said, her breath very intoxicating on my neck. I grabbed her hips and began sliding in and out of her ass. As I did so, she let out wonderful sounds of sexual pleasure. I stuffed her ass nice and hard, and she was loving every minute of it. I felt orgasm approaching, and thought I should see where she wanted me to cum. I leaned close to her face. "In my ass," she said before I could say anything. I smiled and continued humping her butt. Before long she began cumming again, and when her ass clenched around me, I blew hard. I spasmed into her more powerfully than I ever had in my life. I sent spurt after spurt deep into her bowels. Her orgasm lasted through mine, and after we were both finished, we sat there in the tub for minutes in silence, except for our breathing. "God, I never thought it would be that good," she said finally. "You're so fucking hot," I answered. She turned her head and kissed me on the lips. "Did you like my ass?" she said sexily. I nodded, and flexed my dick inside of her. She giggled. "Go again?" I happily nodded. "In the ass?" "Uh-huh." So, again we fucked. I took me much longer to cum, of course. She had three orgasms before I came, but when I did it was heavenly. But by now we were both spent, and the water was getting cold. I finally pulled out of her ass for the first time. Her ass was leaking my cum. She put a finger up her asshole and rubbed the cum around inside. We dried off and went to our parents' bedroom. They wouldn't be home for a good few hours, so we rested and played around with each others' naked bodies. Since I was still not getting hard, I ate out her pussy. I didn't know what I was doing, but she seemed to be loving it. "What if Mom and Dad found out?" she said, while I was still eating her out. "What if they walked in right now and saw us doing this? We're so nasty, so fucking nasty." She was dirty-talking herself to a good cum. "Brother and sister fucking each other, what would they say? Does my pussy taste good?" She began a constant whine, and her orgasm overtook her. She bucked her hips and writhed in ecstasy, and while she was cumming I stuck a finger up her ass. She screamed and her back arched off the bed. Her head tilted back and her mouth was open in a silent scream. After a good minute, she was panting and rubbing her body all over. "Fuck me," she said when she got her voice back. I got on top of her and plunged my rock hard dick into her pussy. I'm sure I broke through her hymen in my first thrust, but we were both so sexually high that she didn't seem to register it. We were humping and fucking at an incredible pace. Suddenly we were both energized and I felt like I couldn't get enough of her pussy. Our sweating bodies were intertwined, her legs wrapped around me and pressing me into her. She came twice, and I didn't relent in my pace while she orgasmed around my dick. When I finally reached my orgasm, neither of us had thought for a second about protection. It wasn't until after I had sent my ropes of sperm into her that the thought crossed my mind. We just stared at each other, knowing we were thinking the same thing. It was too late to do anything about it. We just stared at each other for a while until we rolled over and she was on top of me, my dick still inside of her. She laid on top of me, her head resting against my chest. The question hung in the air...What if? BathTime "Bye Lana! See you tonight!" Alone! Finally! I closed the door after my parents and locked it with a little laugh. They were going on an overnight in the mountains and wouldn't be back until tomorrow night. I ran downstairs to the Rec room. Humming, I went behind the bar and pulled out a bottle of Butterscotch Schnapps. My favorite. I ran upstairs to the "Big Bathroom." I turned on the hot water and went to my bedroom. I pulled out my Pampering Kit. A bottle of special rose bath gel, rose bath oil beads, rose shampoo and rose skin cream. I stripped off my clothes and pulled my waist long hair out of its confining braid. I loved the feel of it tickling my bum as I walked. I sidetracked for what should have been a minute and turned on the cd player in the living room. I was pissed about five minutes later when I still couldn't find my favorite cd. "Damn It! I bet Daniel borrowed it again!" My brother, older by exactly 10 1/2 months was constantly taking my cds without asking. Ugh. I really needed pampering now and I was pissed I wouldn't have my music to listen to. I returned to the bathroom and dropped oil beads into the steaming water. Mom would yell at me later for getting the whirlpool all oily. A few rose candles, lit and softly glowing. My haven was complete. I slipped into the hot water and sighed. There was nothing like a good bath and some hard liquor. I quickly unscrewed the bottle cap and tipped it back. The sweet amber liquid flowed into me. I smiled and took another swig. For the next 20 minutes I drank about half the bottle. A little too much now that I think about it. Hell, a lot too much. I soaked for quite a while before I could move again. When I did, the oil made my limbs slide against each other. My skin felt like silk, gliding, sliding with each movement. I rubbed my legs together, relishing the smoothness, the softness of them. My arms were the same way. I stood up and then frowned. What would it be like if I was smooth everywhere? At 18, it was never long before my mind wandered to other things. And of course, thinking of how smooth my body was made me think of other things. I reached for a razor. With careful movements, I started to remove the hair around my little cunt. I spread the lips and got all the little hiding places clear, but I couldn't help but rub. I soon found my hand rubbing "that" spot. In and out, my fingers danced around my lips, delving, teasing, oh now this was pampering. As the hair was removed I felt how the oil made everything slick and smooth. My hands slid in and out of myself so easily. I bit my lip, arched my hips and let my fingers work their magic. One finger, two...oh, it felt so good. My knees got weak for a minute and I decided it best to stop before I fell down in the slick tub. I turned the shower on and washed myself. I nearly lost it when the water ran down my belly and onto the newly revealed skin. It produced sensations I never imagined. I spread my legs, propping one up on the tub edge. My fingers danced again, slick with oil and soap as I washed myself thoroughly. Gently dancing in and out, pulling, pinching my lips. Every time I touched my swollen clit I felt a sharp sensation run into my lower belly. It was almost painful. I wanted to make myself cum, but I knew it would be better if I waited a little more.... I rinsed myself and turned off the water. I grabbed a towel and barely took the time to wrap it around myself. I hurried into my room and threw myself on the bed. I squeezed some cream on my hand and started on my left leg. Slowly, I let my hands rub it in, starting at my ankle. Slowly, I covered every inch of my legs, moaning to myself when I touched behind my knee, I stopped at my thigh and repeated the process on my other leg. I rubbed my legs together and gasped at how good it felt. Silky, slippery, like satin was running over them. I renewed my ministrations, putting lotions on my arms, my shoulders, my belly and what I could reach of my back. My hands were slick as I started to rub my butt, sliding down the crack, imagining a man's hands there...Ugh! I quickly laid on my back, my legs spread. I squirted the cream directly on my pussy and jumped at how cold it was. The now bare skin was so tender, so sensitive! I had never been this sensitive before. I began to work the cream in, rubbing gently and as I became excited, harder. My hands could feel my pulse as I rubbed my kips, pinching them, pulling, just barely delving into my pleasure cave. My clit was throbbing, and I pinched it. I nearly came then and there. I was so close! I groaned in frustration. No matter what I did, I couldn't find the edge! I felt a tear slide down my cheek. I was so horny I hurt! "Need help?" I jumped at the sound and quickly tried to scramble off the bed. I was still so drunk I fell. "Easy sis. Easy." I could barely look at him as my brother came around the bed and picked me up. "Dan, you shouldn't be...whoa." My head was swimming. My pussy throbbing and my skin on fire. I looked at Dan and tried to focus. I couldn't. "Did you get into the Buttershots again, Lana?" I heard him, but all I could see was his mouth. His lips looked to full and inviting. I'm not sure what happened next, but I was kissing him. I remember hearing his murmur of surprise and then I only remember his hands. They were everywhere! His fingers pinched my nipples. My hips bucked like they had a mind of their own. I was falling! I landed on the bed with his weight on me. God it felt good! My legs had ended up splayed open and Dan landed right between them. I felt the crotch of his jeans on my clit and I just began grinding myself against it. His bulge grew as I did so. The denim felt so good, rubbing, exciting me more. If I moved right...YES!!! My hips bucked and my back arched as my clit connected with the denim. I felt myself spiraling into oblivion. I didn't care about anything, only that I was falling over the edge. I rubbed harder, a greedy siren moaning my song into my brother's ear. "Damn it Lana." I heard the words, but I was floating in oblivion. I felt the warmth and weight move and moaned, trying to hold on, trying to keep the weight on me. I only moaned louder when my wrists were captured and moved to above my head. One strong hand held them down while I tried to arch into his body. The sound of air being forced in and out was loud. Was that me or him? I didn't care. I needed that warmth. That weight.... I screamed and started to shake as my brother plunged into my cavern hard and fast. My hands realized, I held onto his back, scratching, clawing, looked for anything to hold on to as my World Rocked violently. I found and held onto bare skin as the heat built again. The heat was burning me. His skin was SO HOT!! I cried and moaned and....OH....I bit into his shoulder as I felt myself tense and start to shake. He cried out and pushed deeper, harder...It hurt and I wanted more! My hips ground into him, trying to get more. The burning stopped as he pulled himself up onto his arms. He was ramming me, the entire bed shaking. He grabbed my legs and threw them over shoulders and pushed deeper, pulling me onto him. I screamed as I felt him hit my cervix. He was in me, totally, absolutely. His head threw back and my brother screamed my name. I watched in fascination as he stiffened. His eyes closed, his teeth clenched. I could see the muscles straining and then I was with him, straining once again. My body shook and I cried. It was so tight, I was so full and he was so hard! He fell on top of me and breathed heavily into my neck. I wrapped my arms around him and fell into sleep, his weight a comforting anchor on my used body. Bathtime You lie in the bath, relaxing in the hot water, eyes closed, savouring the feel of the heat against your skin. You hear her enter the bathroom, her bare feet padding on the floor as she comes over to the bath. You open your eyes to see her stood next to the bath dressed in a thin white cotton robe, fluffy towels piled in her arms. She smiles at you as she lets the towels fall to the floor next to her and you watch as she reaches over you to pick up a sponge, her robe falling open slightly, giving you a glimpse of the curve of her breast as she leans. Your prick starts to stir under the water, the glimpse of her skin making you want to see more. She carefully rolls up the sleeves of her robe, then dipping the sponge in the water, starts to rub it over your chest, slowly dragging it in circles. She puts some soap on the sponge, rubbing it to a lather before stroking it over your chest again, leaving soap bubbles in its wake. She languidly soaps your chest and shoulders, then moves the sponge lower, immersing it in the water to rub it over your stomach. She washes you slowly, going from your stomach to your legs, re-soaping the sponge lifting your legs in turn out the water, starting at the ankle, and slowly soaping you all the way up to your thighs, lingering on your inner thigh, taking her time over them. Your prick is left to last, its full harness showing your desire for her. Putting the sponge on the side of the bath, she soaps her hands, placing them on your chest, massaging the soap into your skin with her fingers, working lower, across your stomach and lower still. She avoids touching your hardness, running her fingers through the hair at its base. You bring your arm that is closest to her out of the bath, and resting your elbow on the bath rim, you reach out to touch her. Your hand rests on her leg, the thin cotton of her robe the only thing between you and her. You move your hand down till you get to the hem of the robe, moving lower, feeling her silky skin under your fingers, then slowly, you move your hand back up, under her robe, the material bunching on your wrist as your hand reaches upwards and round the back of her thigh, sliding upwards to the swell of her buttock. There is nothing there to get between your hand and her skin. She is naked under her robe and this thought arouses you more. Your hand on her skin spurs her into moving her hands from where they were continuing to play in your curly hair, and she drags one finger slowly up your full length, barely touching the skin and sending a tingle of pleasure up your spine. Her other hand moves to take your length in her grasp as the trailing finger reaches the tip and circles the end gently. She pulls your prick upright, the head breaking the surface of the water, glistening wetly for a moment before her palm covers the top. Your hand moves slowly, fingers finding the cleavage between her buttocks and straying lower, following the line, until your palm rests under her buttocks, your fingers straying further in. She bends slightly further forward, her long hair falling over her shoulder, fanning out from her head like a soft curtain. Her movement makes her wetness brush against the tips of your fingers and you move to explore it further. As your fingers move in towards her wet slit, her head lowers towards your prick, her hand moves and uncovers the head, sliding off to join the other gripping your shaft. The head of your prick isn't uncovered for long however, as she flicks her tongue over it, tasting you, teasing you with the feel of her licking you. You watch her as she licks you, your fingers moving to circle her wetness, teasing her as her tongue circles the head of your prick. Her hands start sliding up and down your shaft, the full length stroked by her soft fingers, the slight pressure of her grip eliciting a sigh of pleasure from you. She looks at you as she licks you. When your eyes meet, you see her desire and you watch as she licks round the rim, opening her mouth wider to accommodate the head, her lips sliding over it, her tongue flicking over it as she moves lower. Her hair trails in the water, tickling your legs as she takes you in her mouth, her hands continuing to stroke. Her mouth moves lower and she moves slightly so she can take more. Only the surface of the water stems her gradual slide down your shaft with her lips, and you push your hips up, exposing more of your prick to the air, only for her to take its wet length into her mouth even deeper. Your middle finger probes her wetness, sliding into her easily and you press into her, feeling her muscles contract around your finger as it goes deeper. Your hand moves to cup her, your index finger straying to her engorged clit, her desire for you evident in it's hardness. As you withdraw your finger from her wet hole, she slides her mouth up your length, moving downwards again when you slide back into her. She mimics the movement of your hand with her mouth, her hands stroking you, covering the parts of you that her mouth leaves exposed. You play with her, teasing her clit and sliding in and out of her, your hand where you want your prick, where you know she wants it too. You slide your hand away from her wetness, your other hand coming up to cup her breast through the thin material of her robe. You untie the cord holding the robe shut as she continues to suck you, parting the material with wet hands and fondling her breasts that hang free as she leans over you. Your hands slide up from her breasts to her shoulder, pushing the material off her soft skin and she responds by taking her hands off your prick, but never letting go with her mouth, and easing herself, with your help, out of the robe. It falls to the floor at her feet, a puddle of white cotton, exposing her flesh to your view. Her hands go back to your prick, stroking it as she sucks you, your hand strays back to her wetness, sliding over it, around it and teasing her clit with your fingers. She brings her head up to the very tip of your length again, and you take her chin in your free hand, guiding her up to kiss you, her hands stroking you still as your lips join in a lingering kiss, tongues probing into each others mouths, tasting each other. You slide your finger back into her wetness as you kiss, your kiss becoming more urgent, as you move in and out of her, as she slides her hands up and down your shaft. You move, sitting up in the bath, still kissing her, your free hand coming up to stroke her breast again, the softness of her skin contrasting with the hardness of her nipple under your palm. The act of you sitting up leaves her less to stroke, but you soon break off fondling her to kneel up in the bath, leaving space for her to get in and kneel in front of you. Your prick brushes against her belly as she moves close to you, one of her hands moving to take your length in it, the other coming up to stroke your chest as you rub your palm over her breast, your kiss inevitable, your hot lips meeting, tongues urgent for one another. You grasp her buttock with your free hand, drawing her closer in, her hand positioning your hardness between her slick thighs, moist with her own wetness, then retreating from between you to slide over your buttock, savouring the feel of your flesh under her skin. She parts her legs slightly, allowing your prick to slide upwards, its hardness making it rise till it is stopped by the wet lips caressing it as her mouth is caressing yours. You push against her, feeling the wetness slide up the length of you, pulling away only to press yourself against her once more, wanting to be deep inside her rather than sliding along outside. You enjoy the sensation as she grinds her hips against you, her clit rubbing against the thatch of hair at the base of your prick. You want her more, and you grind against her and withdraw as if you were already inside her, slicking your hardness with her velvet wetness. Moving suddenly, you pull away from her and stand in the bath, your prick at the perfect level for her to take it hungrily in her mouth, her hands moving to stroke your balls and shaft as she sucks you. You look down on her sucking you to find her looking up at you, lust lighting her eyes, the enjoyment of the taste evident from her tongue wrapping itself around you inside her mouth, exploring every inch of your hardness. You savour the sensation, the feel of your prick in her mouth and the visual stimulation of watching her suck you making you want to come. She senses this and increases her stroking, her tongue moving faster over you, her mouth sliding up and down with a sense of urgency as she pushes you towards your orgasm. You come in her mouth as she sucks you, your prick pulsing on her tongue, deep into her mouth as you let out a moan of pleasure. Your knees weaken, but you remain standing in the bath as she licks every last drop of your orgasm from your prick, licking her lips to catch a stray drop as she releases you from her mouth. You ease yourself back into a sitting position in the water, and she carefully washes your tender prick as it subsides from its stiffness. When she has done, she eases herself out of the bath, wrapping a towel round herself and waiting patiently for you to join her. Slowly, you rise from the bath, and she holds out a towel for you to step out into. She wraps you in the soft, fluffy material, then takes another from the pile she discarded earlier, using it to tenderly dry your arms, back legs and chest as you stand and submit to her tender ministrations. Once you are dry, she kisses you softly, her hands on your bare shoulders waking your passion once more. You wrap your arms around her towel-clad form and pull her to you, kissing her deeply, urgently. You lower your hand to your towel, loosening it from your waist and letting it fall, doing the same to hers, so you stand in a puddle of fluffy material, your naked flesh pressed together, your returning hardness pressing into her belly. Your hands roam over the flesh of her back, tracing all the contours, sliding down to cup her buttocks, squeezing gently before releasing and moving over her soft skin again. Her hands run through your still-damp hair, nails scratching gently at the nape of your neck raising gooseflesh on your skin, making you shiver with pleasure. You sink slowly, taking her with you, kneeling then slowly lowering her to the floor, the pile of towels forming a soft cushion for her back as you sink on top of her, her legs parting to allow yours between them, her feet rubbing up the backs of your calves as her knees bend, parting to allow you to lie with your now full hardness against her clit. You tease her by rubbing your length against her, pulling back to allow the tip to play on the wetness of her, then sliding it away again, knowing she wants you inside her. Putting your hands on the floor, you push yourself up, your hardness still pressed on her, teasing her clit with gentle movements of your hips, then you pull back to allow the head to press against her, opening her like a flower in the sun and allowing you to enter her, slowly, gently, an inch at a time, feeling her wrapping round you, muscles tightening as you slide in. Her hands grip your pelvis and her back arches as the pleasure of having you inside her consumes her, the fire of her passion reaching a new high, her sharp intake of breath as you slide in to the hilt accompanied by a spasm in the muscles gripping you. Slowly, you pull out of her, then push back in, her flesh yielding to your probing hardness, enveloping you in hot wetness once more, her breathing becoming shallow as you slide in and out of her. A soft moan escapes her lips, as you sense by the tightening of her muscles that she wants to come. The feeling and the knowledge spur you on, plunging in and out of her, the feel of her on your length intoxicating, driving you to the brink of ecstasy along with her, but you stay on the brink as she topples over into an orgasm that rips through her muscles, clamping you in place fully inside her as she spasms around your prick, her head thrown back against the towels, back arched, legs clinging to yours heightening your arousal more than you thought possible. You pull back slowly, savouring the slowly weakening spasms of her orgasm around your shaft, and rubbing over the head of your engorged prick, the nerves all screaming for the release of your own ecstasy, but not yet, not yet, you want more, you want to be deep inside her, her muscles rubbing up and down you, the flesh of her thighs meeting your flesh as you fill her with your prick, pulling out, to plunge in her once more. She uses her hands to pull you in to her, palms on your hips, finger nails scratching at your buttocks as she helps you in your quest for the ultimate release, her breathing becoming shallower again as she senses what about to happen. You feel yourself toppling over the brink of your ecstasy and with one final thrust, your prick twitches deep within her, disgorging its hot lust into the very core of her. She moans her passion as you come, your very orgasm setting off another in her, her muscles rippling around your still twitching shaft, increasing the sensation for you both. As you come down from the height of your passion, you kiss, a sweet yet passionate kiss, the lust spent and only the pleasure left. You smile at her, and she returns the expression, her eyes shining at you, and you lower yourself to lie on top of her, spent, and she wraps herself around you, legs and arms drawing you into an embrace that you never want to leave. Bathtime Bathtime, decided Jenny. It was coming up to 10 p.m. and she would lack the energy to make her way to the bathrooms in her hall of residence if she left it much later. She had rather been looking forward to the bath since returning from the bar, where she had spend the early part of the evening in enjoyable flirtation with Greg, a back row forward in the university rugby team, who lived on the same floor as her. Greg was definitely not relationship material and she wasn't going to have casual sex with him- or anyone so she thought- but since returning to her room her mind had several times wondered what it would like if she was the kind of girl who did have casual sex with rugby players. It was a thought she would enjoy reliving as she wallowed in the bath. Although she was pretty, with wavy dark hair and sparkly eyes and a naturally slim figure and generally reckoned to be good company it was some months since she had had a boyfriend and thoughts of this sort were increasingly occupying her mind. She sorted out her dressing gown, towel, shampoo and underwear to put on for he walk back to her room after the bath. It was a mixed hall, and like most of the girls there, Jenny was anxious not to provide anyone with an unintended eyeful. She put her things down under the stool in the bathroom, only one seemed to be available, and started running the taps. She took of her sweater, under which there was loose a grey teeshirt and her 36c bra and realised she had forgotten her conditioner. With a muttered "Oh shit" she left the bathroom, back to her room where she found it and less than a minute later reached the bathroom. Everything was as she had left it except now there was a man in there. Not just a man, but Greg the rugby player about whom had things been going to plan she would shortly be starting to fantasise. He was standing there bare footed seemingly having just removed his shoes and socks. "What are you doing in my bathroom?", she asked. "YOUR bathroom?" He replied. "Yes", said Jenny, "I was running a bath. In case you hadn't noticed those are my clothes lying under the stool" She pointed at them. It might have been better if a very brief, lacy and sexy thong had not been on top of the pile. "Oh I didn't see them I thought the bathroom was empty and some idiot had left the taps running," he said. "Well" Jenny pointed out, "now you do know, so perhaps you could leave and let me have my bath." She intended this to come over in an authoritative, no-nonsense manner, without any doubts and certainly not flirtatiously. Greg hesitated. Jenny knew she could not keep up her stern look for long. Then he said "I really don't see why I should be the one to go. You left the bathroom and I've already started undressing, and I've run the water to my temperature, and I've put my cologne in the bath. It's mine now." "It is so not," said Jenny. She already had a shrewd idea where this was going and her inhibitions were starting to fade. Greg looked her in the eye and pulled his shirt over his head. The chest was as firm and muscular as she expected, that along with his cheeky grin, untidy dark hair and brown eyes did not make it easy for Jenny to tear herself away. To go now would leave her in a state of the highest sexual frustration but she was not sure how far she should go. "I am going to get in that bath, and if you are a gentleman you won't stop me". "Of course I won't stop you" he said, pulling down his jeans. "That's not what I meant" said Jenny but she couldn't stop herself giggling. He stood on the edge of the bath. He made no move to take his boxer shorts off; which, thought Jenny, was rather sweet, although she was most interested in their contents, she wasn't ready yet for his nudity. She took her teeshirt off. "Aren't you going to lock the doo?r" he asked "There certainly isn't room in there for anyone more". "This" she said mock seriously, "is your last chance to show how well behaved you are and leave the bath to me" "Sorr-ee can't be done" he said sliding into the bath still in his boxers. Jenny had little choice. She flicked the bolt on the door, kicked of her slippers and then pulled down her jeans, doing her best to make sure her already embarrassingly moist panties did not come off with them. They, like her bra, were white and unlikely to do little to preserve her modesty once she got in the water. "I am a gentleman really," said Greg standing up as she turned and stepped towards the bath. Jenny was not as pleased as she ought to be when momentarily she thought he was going to climb out and leave her to bathe alone. "I will take the tap end, so you can have more space". "Thank you. How gallant" she said in her best sarcastic voice. She climbed in and sat at the opposite end of the bath facing Greg. There was a definite bulge in his boxers. He got the soap an started washing under his arms. To break the silence Jenny said, "You were trying to explain the offside rule to me in the bar earlier. Did you say that the player has to be behind or in front of the ball?," asked Jenny. Like she cared, but the incongruity of making small talk in such a sexually charged situation was curiously erotic. He did carry on with a rather oblique explanation of rugby's union's law 11, while using his chest hairs to build up a lather which he applied to his face and picked up his razor. Jenny had washed her underarms, feet and face. There were other bits that needed doing but she still could not quite bring herself to take off her underwear and do it in front of him. They carried on talking about rugby as he shaved. Then putting down his razor he said "Sorry about the flashing, but this has to be washed". His boxers came off. Jenny could not stop staring at his penis, semi-erect, not intimidatingly large but big enough for... She tried to stop this train of thought reminding herself that she did not do casual sex. Sharing a bath was one thing, but it wasn't going to lead to sharing a bed. He pulled his foreskin back a little and washed over the exposed bulbous head. "Interesting?" he asked Jenny with a gentle grin as her eyes fixed on it. "Well it is just that I have never seen a guy do that before" she said. "Well maybe you can show me something similar that I have never seen a girl do." Jenny had no doubt what he meant. Her vagina had to be washed, and in the light of what he had just done why she should be embarrassed about doing it in front of him. Lifting her bottom an inch she pulled off her knickers. "Aren't you going to wash your tits?" asked Greg. "I usually do them last" said Jenny. Actually she didn't have a set order for washing herself but she still didn't feel ready to be completely naked, so the bra would have to stay. She put her hand down between her legs, her bush, not trimmed for some weeks as no-one else had been expected to see it in that time, concealed her entrance. She ran her flannel between the lips, a tiny shudder emanating as it rubbed over her swollen clitoris. There were three things that were obvious about Greg. Firstly, he now had a very hard penis, secondly, he was still holding it and rubbing it although it might be thought to have been cleaned by now, thirdly he had lowered his face and was staring intently at Jenny's vagina. "Does water get inside when you are in the bath?" he asked. "A little bit" she muttered and then more brazenly "Particularly if I am aroused " "Have you washed it all?". Greg sounded disappointed, that this off-beat piece of voyeurism was coming to an end. "No" Jenny pulled back the little bit of hood that still covered her clitoris and started rubbing the length of it. "It is very important for girls to wash this thoroughly," she lay back wantonly abandoning the pretence she was doing anything over than masturbate. "Would you like me to do it for you?" he asked Ok" said Jenny, taking his cock in her hand at the same time. They carried on masturbating each other under the guise of washing. Jenny knew she was close to coming and felt his cock tightening. As it did so he slipped a finger inside her, enough to send her over the edge as he squirted over the bath, a little of his cum landing on her stomach, which he gently washed off. Through the afterglow of what was probably the most intense orgasm she had ever had a worrying thought occurred to Jenny "I think I had better get out, I don't want to get pregnant from the bathwater." "You've still not washed your tits," Greg pointed out. "I know but they're not very dirty". Her lust satiated, she determined once again she was not going to sleep with Greg, at least not tonight and picked up her dressing gown. "Where are you going?" he asked. "Back to my room," she told him. He asked as she knew he would, "Can I come with you?" "Not now, but if you would like to take me out for a drink tomorrow who knows where it might end up" She bent forward to kiss his forehead, as she did so his hand squeezed her right breast through her still open gown and bra. "Mmmmm" she purred, he slipped his hand inside her bra and gently squeezed her right nipple. "Sure I can't have some coffee in your room" "Quite sure" said Jenny pulling on her dressing gown and gathering up her other clothes. There was probably a lot more pleasure to be had with Greg and nice though a shag now would have be some the anticipation would make it all the better when it finally happened. Bathtime Can Be Such Fun I thought I was all alone in the house and decided to take a bath, not realising that my older brother had let one of his friends stay over at out house the night before. I went into the bathroom and started to run myself a nice hot bath, lighting a few lightly scented lavender candles around the edge of the bath tub, adding some gorgeous mint smelling bubble bath, watching it foam up. I stood in front of the mirror and undressed myself slowly, humming softly to myself. I didn’t hear the door open but when I looked up I saw him standing there, smiling at me, my brother’s friend Steve. He was tall, short brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes that you could get lost in for hours. He closed the door, leaning casually against the sink and asked if I needed someone to wash my back. Well I have always had a bit of a thing for him, and finally I’d got my chance, there was no way I was going to miss out on this. Looking up into those big brown eyes I tried to sound casual and said “sure”. He started to undress before my eyes I couldn’t believe it. Slowly revealing his muscular body to me, he slid into the bath behind me, his legs outside of mine I could feel his cock pressed against my arse and I could feel that it was hard, I couldn’t believe that this was finally happening! It had happened many times in my dreams and I hoped so much that this wasn’t yet another one of those. Steve slowly started to wash my back, rubbing my shoulders, and it felt great, so relaxing and intimate. I couldn’t stop the soft moans escaping my lips as he lent forward and started to kiss the back of my neck. He whispered in my ear that he'd always wanted to fuck me, with that I felt my pussy get wetter instantly. I turned my head to kiss him a long, slow, lingering kiss, and told him that I had always felt the same way but didn’t think he would be interested in his friends little sister. His strong tanned arms reach around me as he started to wash my breasts, rubbing the lather all over them, gently pulling on my nipples. His hand slowly crept between my legs as his hand found my clit slowly rubbing it in circles, so gentle but so nice. He said we should go into my room, so getting out of the bath we both wrapped a towel around us and walked into my room, locking the door behind us. As soon as the door was shut he had ripped the towel off of me and pushed me down onto the bed, he told me to close my eyes, which I did eagerly, awaiting his touch. I suddenly felt his hot breathe on my pussy then he licking and sucking at my clit hungrily, his hot tongue sliding in and out of my now dripping wet pussy. Then he took off his towel and turned around so that his big hard throbbing cock was touching my lips as he started to lick my pussy again, blowing on it gently. I opened my eyes seeing his big hard cock in front of my face; I had never sucked a cock before but couldn’t resist this huge one right in front of me. I flicked my tongue out across the tip, running my tongue up and down his long cock as he groaned into my pussy. Thinking that I must be doing something right I continued and I started to suck the tip of his cock gently, he thrust it further into my mouth as I started to suck him harder, tasting the pre-cum on his cock as he fucked my mouth. Steve must have sensed that I was going to cum as he stared to suck my clit harder, scraping his teeth over it gently, there were three fingers deep inside me fingering my pussy hard and fast. My juices going all over him as my hips were grinding onto his face. I rubbed his balls gently as he thrust into my mouth, moaning with pleasure as we both started to cum. He pulled out of my mouth as he started to cum, spraying his hot cum all over my tits as I came too. He started to rub the hot cum into my tits and it felt great, all thick and sticky. He laid there for ages just playing with my cum covered tits, my nipples rock hard. A while later, I don’t know how long it felt so right just laying there in each others arms, he rolled off of me and we lay next to each other on my bed, he put his lips next to my ear, I could feel his warm breath on me. He whispered “I think we need to go take a shower now”. But that’s another story! To be continued! Bathtime Can Be Such Fun Ch. 02 Steve and I walked to the bathroom, naked, hand in hand, going into the bathroom we locked the door behind us. My candles were still alight in the room and it smelt of a mixture of lavender and mint. The room seemed very romantic. I turned on the shower, getting the water just right, not too hot and not too cold. I stepped into the shower, Steve following, standing so close behind me, I could feel his huge cock resting against my arse. I knew that he was getting hard again already. I turned around to face him, looking into those gorgeous eyes for a few minutes, taking his cock in my hand and simply holding it, letting the luke-warm water flow over it. I could feel it getting bigger and harder in my hand, loving the feeling of him growing at my touch. I knelt in front of him and took his now rock hard cock to my lips, my tongue flicking over the tip, tasting his pre cum once again. Running my tongue up and down his whole length, tasting every inch of this big cock in front of my face. His hips thrusting forward, trying to fuck my face, I took the tip into my mouth and started to suck him gently. With a thrust he pushed his whole cock deep into my throat, taking me by surprise, but I managed to keep sucking and licking this delicious large cock. Steve took my hand and very gently pulled me to my feet in front of him, turning me around so that I was standing facing away from him. He pulled me tight to him and held me in his arms for a few minutes, then he’s large tanned hands were cupping my large round, pale breasts. The contrast in colour was really sexy. One hand stayed there, pulling and twisting my nipples the other hand slid down between my legs, two long fingers sliding quickly in and out of my wet pussy as I moaned softly. It felt amazing and I could feel the beginnings of another orgasm growing inside my body. He slid another finger into me, filling my pussy. His other hand left my tits and slid down to my arse, squeezing and stroking gently, I could feel his little finger tracing its way around my arse then, something I wasn’t expecting, he very gently eased his little finger into my arse. It felt amazing and as he fingered my arse and pussy at the same time I came hard, moaning so loudly as I did, his fingers getting covered in my juices. Pulling his fingers out of me his hands moved quickly to my hips. He told me to spread my legs and lean forward a little, which I did. I could feel him placing his large, rock hard, throbbing cock between my legs, placing it at the entrance of my dripping wet pussy. He began to very gently slide the end in, I gasped as it entered me, my pussy felt so full and this was only the tip inside me. He kept it there still for a moment allowing my pussy to get used to the feeling, then he pushed it in further, about half way in. My pussy was so wet that it slid in easily, then very gently he pushed in the rest all nine inches of his hot throbbing cock was inside my pussy now. I clenched my pussy around his cock tightly and he let out a long moan, he started to very slowly slide his cock in and out of my pussy now, pulling it almost all the way out and then very gently all the way back in. we were both breathing so heavily and moaning loudly. Then he pulled all the way out and with one thrust pushed his whole length all the way back into my pussy, making me gasp, with pleasure and surprise. He started to move in and out of me faster now, as I pushed back against him, his hand slid round to the front of me and he gently played with my hard clit, his fingers tickling and gently rubbing it, teasing it. His speed increased with every thrust my pussy now stretched wide open took his length easily. Squeezing my muscles tight around him every now and then, each time he let out a long moan. I reached behind me and gently pulled and massaged his balls, feeling them tighten in my hand. Suddenly I felt him shoot his hot sticky cum explode deep inside my pussy as he kept thrusting in and out fast and hard, yet another orgasm washing over me, my body shaking, my pussy spasming around his cock, milking it of his cum. He kept his cock inside me for a few minutes longer, then he pulled out of me, leaving his hot cum inside me. We washed each other off then got out of the shower, walking to my room again both wrapped in big fluffy towels. Drying each other off, then we laid on my bed naked cuddling together until we both fell asleep. Bathtime Delight Moira leaned back in her seat and stared at the traffic stretched out before her, the roofs of the multitude of cars glaring with the sun's blinding reflection. A pounding headache was beginning with a dull throb settled right behind her eyes, and she slumped in resignation. "Another day, another dollar, my ass," her mutter was quiet and she nearly gasped in joy as the traffic finally began to actually move in the lanes aside from the mind-numbing pace of stop-and-go. She turned the radio up again, quietly, just loud enough to drown out the noise of the tires on the pavement, and jolted in shock when her car made a noise at her. "CALL FROM JACK" it intoned in it's robotic voice, and Moira hit the answer button on the steering wheel, smiling her first genuine smile in what seemed like forever. "Hi, baby!" "Sugarbear! How's traffic?" Jack's warm voice seemed to melt out of the speakers, and Moira shivered all over. He was her southern gentleman, a skulking grey corporate minion, as he liked to coin himself. Even though they'd been together several years now, she still had the hots for him like no other man before. She preened, even though he couldn't see her, and her headache was nearly forgotten. "Abominable, but finally moving. I'm actually going forty right now, believe it or not!" His laugh boomed through the car, and she joined him in laughter. "But, really, on a serious note, it will probably be another forty-five minutes before I get home." "That's just what I was calling to ask, sugar." She could hear the smile that was doubtless across Jack's face as he paced around their house, his energy constantly keeping him going, though he was in his late forties now. Though, you sure can't tell it to look at him, Moira thought, idly picturing him in his sweatpants as he ran the vacuum cleaner in the living room, back smooth and tanned from relentless afternoons at the gym each weekend. Her mouth grew dry as she then imagined those same sweats half down, exposing the firm cheeks of his ass to the light as he took her, bent over the end of the sofa. She shoved a lock of hair back behind her ear, and smiled toward the phone, "Oh, this day was utter hell. Can you make sure to have a glass of wine poured for me when I get home? I'll sit at the bar and then we'll make dinner. I think some pasta and chicken sounds great tonight." "Sure thing, babe," he intoned, and she heard soft clinks and knew he was looking through their wine rack for a good choice for her. Such a perfect man, she thought. "Ok, I'm gonna hop in the shower, I should be done by the time you hit the ramp toward home, and I'll open a bottle to breathe before you get here. Love you." "Love you, too." The call ended with a soft beep, and she turned the radio up, mood much improved, and a half hour later, she sighed in joy as she pulled off on the exit that would soon have her home. It was just past dusk when she pulled up the long drive of their modest two-story home, and she noted to herself that it was odd that so few lights should be on, especially with Jack making dinner. She shrugged mentally as she stepped from the car and walked up to the door, blinking in surprise at the note tacked to the matte black finish: "COME ON IN, DOOR IS UNLOCKED." Shutting the door behind her, she dropped her purse and bag on the foyrer table, and walked in to the kitchen through the dining room, pausing to take in the unlit taper candles, place settings and a chilling bottle of wine. One plate held another note, and, smiling, Moira lifted it to read in the dim light. "GRAB YOUR GLASS OF WINE AND COME UPSTAIRS. YOU'LL KNOW JUST WHERE TO GO." Laughing like a schoolgirl, Moira nabbed the glass of white wine and headed for the stairs, the free fingers of one hand already unbuttoning her blouse. Turning at the bannister, she looked up and saw a tail of pink ribbon laying along the next riser, and smiling, she began to follow. Stooping to nab the pale silk in her fingers, she recognized it as the tie from one of her robes, and arched a brow, wondering what on earth her crazy hubby was up to. Advancing up, she reached the second floor, and saw one of her slippers laying half-in the doorway to their bedroom. Snatching up the slipper, she saw the other laying on the bed, yet another note propped against it. "SO, YOU'VE GOTTEN THIS FAR. STRIP OUT OF THOSE TIRED WORK CLOTHES, AND THEN HEAD TOWARD THE BATHROOM." Both of Moiras brows winged up as she read Jack's cryptic note, mind cranking to try and figure out his plans. Moira took a drink from the glass and set it on the night table, shrugging the violet colored silk from her shoulders, tossing it on the chair by the closet. Next, her fingers slid into the waist of her skirt, unhooking it and sliding the zipper down along her hip, and she smoothed it down over her thighs, and caught a glimpse of herself in the long mirror on the closet door. She paused in the act of stepping from the skirt, and looked at herself. Bent as she was, her breasts swayed forward to further fill out the cups of the pale pink demi bra, still full in her mid-thirties. She freed her feet, tossing the skirt over the blouse, and stepped closer to the mirror. Her hands cupped her breasts, squeezing slightly, and her eyes went hazy with unexpected arousal as she watched her own touch. Her panties matched the bra, and she smiled at the straining silk. She was fuller-figured, and Jack loved to watch the way her body moved, she noted, now really seeing his interest in watching her dress and undress. Her waist was thick, her belly smooth and soft, and her hands ran down, one idly cupping the soft flesh as her gaze roved further down. Her stockings had run earlier at work, so her legs were bare, slightly tanned, but still pale from not seeing the sun, smooth and soft, long and tapering down to her amazingly slim ankles, tucked into purple pumps that she kicked off with a smile as her hands trailed back up, to unclasp the bra and set her breasts free. Giggling to herself, Moira watched as she tugged the bra away, and slid her panties off her hips, down her thighs, and merely stepped out of them, leaving them in a pretty pink pile for Jack to find as she finally turned to the bathroom door. There, her robe! She slipped it on, loving the way the dark pink silk rubbed against her flesh, and she pushed the door open. Gasping, she took in the scene before her; low lights, and her husband perched on the toilet, fully clothed, his own wineglass in his hand. "Ah, you made it," Jack's baritone voice was smooth, and he stood, walking over to her, taking her in his arms, and kissed her softly. "I had something else planned, but you sounded stressed under your light banter earlier, so I changed my plans." His arm stretched out to sweep over the bathroom. "Your favorite bath salts, soaps and lotions are at the ready, m'lady. Are you ready for your bath?" Moira stood there mutely, staring at her man in silent shock, and awe. But soon, her lips curved and she stepped further into the room, loosening the hastily tied ribbon at her waist. "Why, I am. How very thoughtful of you." It had been years since they'd played this game, the over-worked woman of the house, and her very considerate butler. He pulled the loosened robe from her shoulders, and she stepped into the large sunken tub, loving the feel of the almost too-hot water slowly inching up her legs and then body as she easewd herself down into the gentle bubbles from the jacuzzi jets. Her groan was one of immediate pleasure, and she lifted one leg to rest on the edge of the porcelain as Jack started the music, some smooth jazz. He settled back on the toilet, brows raised as he watched her relaxing, as he always did when they played this game, appreciating the way some of the bubbles that formed clung to her dewy skin, and loving the way her hair fanned out, rolling with the pressure from the jets. His breath stilled as her hands came out from under the water and cupped the soft flesh of her breasts, and he couldn't tear his eyes away as she slightly squeezed them. His breath rushed out of him silently as her fingers began to play with those dark little nipples he so loved to suck and tease, completely unaware of her slight playing before entering the bathroom. Her hips shifted as she plucked the buds of her nipples, the sensation slicking down to settle wetly between her thighs, the gentle pinches and tugs echoed immediately in a lower nubbin, making her lips drop open and pant softly. The steam coming up from the hot water dewed on her forehead and neck, skin pinkening not only from the heat, but her own internal fires as she stroked them awake. Moira's tongue snuck out, wetting her lips, and she opened her eyes to see Jack's glued to her fingers. Giggling softly, she shifted and lifted her other leg to the side of the tub and flciked the jets off with one hand, their quiet humming going silent, and she could clearly hear the panting of Jack's breath as her now-freed hand slip back into the water, and down between her thighs. He groaned, and shifted, and she watched as his hand flattened over the large bulge between his thighs, palm rubbing as he watched her begin to pleasure herself. "Take it out," her words were just above a whisper, husky with arousal, and Moira thrilled as he straightened from his seat, large hands deftly unbuckling his belt, lowering the zipper and her fingers poised just over the nub of her clit. As Jack's hand delved into his pants, his eyes were glued on the wet temptress in the bathtub, and he watched as he pulled his throbbing cock free, large palm working up his shaft as his wife groaned, knowing she was just touching that soft button as he stroked. He moved closer, eyes flipping back and forth between the working hands of his lady love; one playing with her breasts, the other stroking her sex, visible through the water. He shifted his hand, gripping tighter, and stroked himself slowly, groaning softly as he watched two fingers disappear into Moira's body. She whimpered, twisting the nipple as her thumb worked her clit, two fingers hooking to rub at her insides, hips lifting into her own hand, head dropping back, eyes closing as her fingers found that tiny special spot and little flames began to lick against her nerves. She was in her own world, dimly aware of the grunting of Jack as he knelt by the tub, jerking on his amazing cock, but her attention was on her own body, imagining watching herself, the long digits of her fingers slicking in and out of the pink folds of her pussy, the swollen red bud of her clit throbbing and begging for attention. She slid another finger in, her pinky rubbing against the dark pucker of her rear, a place Jack so rarely went that it made her crazy sometimes, and Moira's fingers got a little faster, her thumb rubbing hard on her clit as she imagined taking him in front of that mirror, straddling him, lowering her ass on his fat cock as she fingered herself, took her own pleasure for a change. Jack knelt, dazed as he saw some change in Moira, saw her go from pleasuring, to fucking herself, and he stroked himself harder, faster, grunting as his balls began to tighten as he watched his wife near her own orgasm. He stood, and when her eyes opened on his, he groaned, "I'm gonna cum on your face, lover. God, I'm so fucking close." His eyes stayed on her furiously thrusting fingers and writhing hips as he pumped his cock faster, feeling his cum practically boiling in his balls, waiting for her, and as soon as she started whimpering and moaning, he squeezed his balls and groaned, long as low as his cum spurted, shots landing on her cheek, her hair, her open mouth. Moira's body shook, nipples tight as her pussy clamped around her fingers, moaning loud even as she felt Jack's cum connect with her face, and she started in shock as he bent over the tub and added his fingers in with hers, thrusting almost violently inside her. She cried out, lifting her hands, circling them behind his neck as two, then three fingers fucked into her spasming cunt, setting off another orgasm as her hips lifted, almost clearing her from the water. Jack revelled in the wet fucking sounds as his fingers dipped in her, his need to feel her cumming around his fingers too much. His mouth slammed down to hers, kissing her despite the cum on her face as his thumb settled onto hre clit, and he captured the scream of her next orgasm in his mouth, not caring that the water was sloshing everywhere. "Jack, oh god, Jack fucking make me cum!" His fingers speared into her body, and she shuddered again, body writhing as she wailed her orgasm against his lips. His fingers kept thrusting, even as she calmed, and he slowly eased away from her, his cock again hard. "Baby, I hope you liked the appetizer." His grin was quick, and hot. "Though, you had it served earlire than I intended. The entree will be waiting as soon as you're done with washing up." She panted softly, and watched him walk out of the bathroom, and scrambled to get her soaps. Bathtime Fun The quiet summer breeze caused her flimsy silk robe loosely tied around her waist to flutter. The evening was approaching, with cold air ensued. This caused her nipples to slightly portrude through the thin material. No one noticed, not even her. Her beauty and sexuality that exuded from every inch of her gorgeous body was like a gift to any man. She entered her home and walked down the hallway to the bathroom. It had been a hot day sitting out in the sun for her, and she wanted to relax in a nice bubblebath. To her, it seemed like the perfect end to the day. Closing the door tightly behind her, she smiled knowing that her husband was fast asleep. She was anticipating the moments after her bath, where she could snuggle up to him and run her hands through his hair and feel his breath on her face. Erotic thoughts seemed to hardly enter her mind, yet always seemed to enter his. She was still oblivious to this. The bathroom's light and airy atmosphere was comfort to her sweaty body as she let the robe fall to the floor. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and trickled over the large mounds of her breasts. She rubbed her legs together feeling the warmth deep inside her pussy. She could only excite herself by thinking how nice it would feel to step into that bath. She bent down to turn on the water and began pouring the bubblebath into the tub. As she turned around she giggled at the reflection of her gaping, sweaty ass in the mirror. As the water filled the tub sufficiently, she turned it off and delicately stepped in. She pulled her long dark hair up with a barrette and began lathering herself with the soapy water. Her hands glided over her creamy skin, dipping into crevices, parading over her large round breasts. Her husband said they were like two perfect cantelopes situated on her chest. All she cared about in relation to her monstrous breasts was the intensifying pleasures that sent lightning through her body when her rose colored nipples were sucked and tugged at. But at this moment she thought nothing of it. She only smiled with the pleasure of cooling down that evening, and the refreshing feeling she received from it. Suddenly, at that point when she felt she was surrounded by complete privacy, the bathroom door slowly opened with a creaking noise. She looked up abruptly, although she knew the only person in the house besides herself was her husband Scott. Nevertheless, it was Scott himself, smiling and wearing only boxer shorts. Before Roxanne could utter a word of surprise, her husband casually remarked, "Hey babe, how's the water?" He inched closer to her, not allowing her to ask any questions. She noticed him eyeing her breasts hovering at the top of the water, her nipples seeming to inch farther out with each step he took. Roxanne uttered a quiet giggle. "It's a little chilly, but it's nice." Scott smiled some more. Her heart raced and she could only hope that something good would come out of this. Being married for less than 6 months, she and Scott had gone through what she felt was a dry spell for the last couple of weeks. It seemed strange to her, she always thought, because when they had first started dating, sex was the basis of their encounters. She stood up, soap forming in clumps on her body, and quickly grabbed a small hand towel hanging from the rack next to the tub. She bunched it in front of her and smiled at him some more. He reached a hand out as if to stop her. "No no, its ok. You don't have to get out," She looked down and her hands were shaking. "It's ok baby." He reached over and took the towel from her, letting it fall to the floor. Roxanne could say nothing. Scott's body was on point and her mind began racing with thoughts and feelings. He reached over and squeezed some soap out of the dispenser, rubbing the liquid between his hands and kneeling down next to her as she sat naked in the tub, her body there for the taking. He inched closer and closer and Roxanne let herself accept this sudden invitation. He began rubbing the soap directly on her breasts in circling motions. It warmed her nipples and to her it felt so good to look down and see his strong hands pressing against her breasts, her nipples turning into hard knots that poked at the skin of his hands. Scott pressed his lips against hers and she pulled her wet hands out of the water and grabbed his face, slowly inching her tongue in and out of her mouth. He pulled away after a moment and said, "Is it okay if I come in there with you?" "Mmmmhmmm..." was all Roxanne could say, smiling with glee. He stood up, and the familiar bulge which formed between his legs was apparant through the fabric of his underwear. She began to get hungry for his cock which she always knew as large and powerful. Her still soaked hands reached up and quickly pulled his boxers down, letting his large cock bounce free from the cramped space and stared her in the eye. Her mouth watered as Scott's cock became harder and seemed to be a missile holding back from firing her clear in the face. She backed her body against the cold plaster of the tub as he slowly stepped in. He sat on the edge of the tub and by her hair, he pulled her close to his cock which now seemed to quiver with anxiety. She looked up at him, smiling, and placed her mouth over the bulging head and began moving up and down his shaft as he guided her with a strong hand against the back of her head. She pulled his hand away, which made him gasp with glory that she was in the works of taking control. She reached under and began softly twisting his balls back and forth as her mouth comforted his cock with quick licks and sucks up and down his reddening shaft. Soft moans came from his mouth which only caused her to suck harder. He leaned his head back and she felt his hand dip into the water and rub her back, and then inch in front of her and massage her breasts as she worked on his long rod. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and began flitting her tongue against the tip of it. As a drop of precum slowly formed, Roxanne smiled and felt her nipples being pinched between Scott's fingers. She quickly licked it off and guided the cock back into her mouth with her hands and looking back up at his opened, moaning mouth, Roxanne took him deep into her mouth, down her throat without a gag or a noise at all. The only noises came from Scott who leaned his head back farther, clenching her hair and moaning with pleasure. She however, couldn't believe that she was giving him this much gratitude. "Shiiiiiiit... " He gritted his teeth as she took prolonged, hard sucks at his cock before finally letting it hang free, dripping wet. She wiped her mouth and watched as he stood up in the bathtub and commanded her to turn around. She got on her knees in the tub, and placed her hands on the bathroom floor. She felt her pussy opening slightly and felt his cock brush against her smooth ass. He looked intently at her pussy as he was beginning to enter it. It was like no pussy he had seen before. He always took pleasure in entering her, for her body was something of a miracle. Her pussy was like a tight canal, skin that had been slashed open to create the tightest slit, the edges lubed with her own liquids. Roxanne bit her lip as she felt him finally enter her slowly. It was the sharpest pain and greatest pleasure at the same time. "Oooooooooooooooohhhhhhawwwwwhhhhhhhhhh......" Her prolonged, crying-like moan escaped her mouth as she felt his entire cock deep within the walls of her hot cunt. Scott responded to her with a moan of his own, and grasping her ass with his hands, he began thrusting back and forth, slowly at first, which caused her to move her head back and forth and cry with pleasure. He kept slithering in and out of her like a snake, his cock covered already with her juices. As he pulled it out for a moment, she heard him mumble, "aaaaaawhh fuck.... yes". When he entered her again, he entered with a sharp thrust which caused her to go wild. He began fucking her harder and harder, in a quick even motion. The slapping noise of his balls against her ass was only accompanied in rhythm with the swaying of her breasts beneath her as he moved back and forth. She looked up at the ceiling, mouth open and moaning more. Taking control again she reached behind her, attempting to push his cock deeper within her, harder and faster. He realized her desire for more and smiling he entered her harder, faster and then slowly pushed closer to her, trying as hard as he could to be within her as deep as possible. With one last thrust she felt her whole system explode. As they orgasmed at the correct moment, she threw her head back, her hair coming free and falling down her back. He tugged on it as he screamed with desire to fuck her harder than the last thrust, to be deeper within her than the time before. As Scott was pulling out, more cum sprayed from his cock. Roxanne felt the warm liquid flowing down her vaginal canal and coating the labia of her pussy. As if to answer her internal wishes, Scott, with his dangling wet cock still hard, bent down and began licking her pussy. His own cum formed little rivers within her and to add to the glorious feeling, she felt his hot tongue thrust within her, jolting around and then he nibbled at the raw skin. She got up after a moment of being eaten and stepped out of the tub. She slid down against it, sitting on the bathroom floor with her legs spread. He too, stepped out and sat directly in front of her, the tip of his cock pressing against her pussy hairs and almost begging to enter again. Roxanne grabbed her husband's face and said, "Scott you better fuck me hard! HARD!" This was something thought to be screamed, but she said it steadily with a whisper. He kissed her, and as his tongue dipped in and out of her mouth she grabbed his hard ass and slammed his cock deep within her. This surprised him. Roxanne's hand remained gripped to his ass, and her lips remained locked to his as she pushed him hard in and out of her. As they fucked so closely she moaned between kisses and thrusts. Her pussy lips were wet and smooth and seemed to engulf his cock on their own. Scott felt the veins in his cock tense up as her hand scratched against his ass, still thrusting. She bit his lip as she felt the sharp jolts of him sliding in and out of her hot pussy. He gripped her shoulders and sucked hard on her tongue as he felt himself unload deep within her once more. It seemed to be a neverending waterfall of hot warm cum that flowed between her red pussy walls and warmed her clit as it kept approaching her gaping slit. Finally as they both pulled their lips apart and gasped for air as if they were suffocating, Scott let go of her shoulders and slithered out, sprawling his body out on the cold linoleum. But nevertheless, Roxanne wasn't finished. She seemed alarmed that he was qualifying himself as spent, as hot and horny as they both were. She wasn't going to let him get away just yet. Crawling over to him with her teeth clenched and her long, drenched hair falling in wispy pieces in front of her face, she grabbed his arms and straddled him, his cock still poking straight up in the air. Scott accepted this sudden movement and began massaging her breasts as she positioned herself over his cock. Slowly, she slid down over it and he instantly began to moan as he watched himself bury deeper and deeper within her, her pussy hairs tickling the edges of his cock as it went in. Finally, when she sat on him she bounced up and down, letting the sharp pounds of his cock get her off. He reached up and massaged her large tits. She looked him straight in the eye as her hand went down to her pussy and guided him and down. "Fuck me. Fuck me and lick my tits baby!" She said to him diligently. He smirked. "Baby I'm so hard right now, " "I know, I feel you in my pussy. You like my pussy gliding over your huge cock, babe?" She raised her eyebrows and after slow motions back and forth she began riding him harder than he could ever remember her doing. "Yes baby, let me lick your tits. Let my big cock explode inside you!" He smiled but knew that his ejaculations had since ended before. To compensate, he held her against his cock, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He bounced her up and down and each bounce was accompanied with Rachel's wild screams of "Oooh, ooh, oooooooooh!" He leaned forward and nibbled at her tits. This felt so good to her and holding his neck with one hand, she reached down and guided his mouth over her large bouncing breasts. He nibbled and licked and then lowered her to the floor. She spread her legs wide open and with his moans of simple "Uhhh, uhhh yeah, uhhh..." He shook his cock and let more cum dribble over her wide open pussy. She watched as it dripped into her hole and he pushed forward, his cock in between her breasts. Unexpectantly she pushed her tits together, letting his cock rest between them. "Yeah, that's it baby. These tits are for you and only you. You like how they rub against your cock?" She licked her lips. "Mmmm..." He moaned some more. She began squeezing her tits against his cock more and this gave her great pleasure. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!" As he then pulled away, letting her breasts fall back into place, they both layed on the floor, smiling toward each other. She had ahold of his cock while his fingers traveled from her nipples down to between her legs, finishing the passionate endeavor. Roxanne stood up and found her robe. She reached down and picked up Scott's boxers. "Here honey, put that thing away!" She jokingly motioned toward his still throbbing cock. He waved a hand at her to drop them. "Babe, now that you've taken your bath, why don't we get in bed and have a little fun huh? I mean its been such a long day." She smiled and knew that this was all going to make up for the weeks of no pleasure. She quickly tore her robe off again, and let the tub still be filled with the water which seemed dirtied with their lovemaking now, and ran naked down the hall with Scott, her breasts bouncing in sync with his cock to their bedroom. Before entering however, Scott ran to the kitchen and in moments came back to Roxanne who had already sprawled out under the covers. She looked up to see him holding a can of whipped cream and a bottle of honey. "Maybe we should dirty you up a little, you're looking a little too clean." Roxanne smiled and watched as he sprayed a round clump of whipped cream on the end of his cock and jumped onto the bed as the door closed behind him. To be continued. . . . . . Bathtime Fun The refreshing liquid covers my body as I lower myself in the tub. I can feel my feet and legs throbbing from being on them for twelve hours. The warmth from the water penetrates my body relaxing my muscles. My eyes close and I just lay my head back against the back of the tub. My mind wanders and replays the day. All the stress, the yelling, and running around. I sigh, water splashing around. Then my mind wanders to you. I purr at the thought of you, imagining your black cock fully erect and waiting for me. My fingers drift to my nipples. I pull and tug on them, rolling them till they are hard little peaks ready to be sucked. I can feel my pussy moisten, covering the inside of my walls with juice, wanting to cover your cock with it. Your dick is so hard in anticipation for my mouth. My hand grasps a hold of your hard shaft, stroking and twisting it. Mmmm. I flick my tongue over its head, licking off your pre-cum, tasting your seed. My fingers still rolling my nipples, I take my other hand and start to rub my clit. My hips push against my fingers, wanting so badly for it to be your thick cock. I slide a finger into my cunt, slowly pushing in and out. The water is moving and sloshing around me. My clit is engorged and sending little waves of ecstasy through my body as I imagine you black cock probing at my pussy entrance. My hand moves faster over my clit furiously rubbing and fucking my wet pussy. I can feel my body tense and ascend toward a climax. I lose my position, slipping and sliding down into the tub, gasping and swallowing water. Most of the water ending up on the floor as I sit there stunned. I laugh out loud at myself. I was so fucking close. I wrap myself in a towel, goose bumps on my skin, and clean everything up. Flopping on my bed I lay there the fan blowing cool air over my wet nipples. They respond and get painfully hard again. The image of you sliding your foreskin down, exposing your swollen head, pre-cum oozing out in anticipation makes my pussy long for your cock. I check my pussy and its sopping wet. I bring my sweet sticky juice to my mouth and lick it off. I grab my vibrator out of the drawer, it's not your uncut cock but it will have to do. It slides easily into my cunt, juice dripping down around it, stretching my tight hole. I picture your veins swelling on your cock, and your hands sliding over your black cock keeping it hard and rigid. I can see your balls hanging there for me to lick and suckle. Mmmm, they are so heavy and tight against your body. They are full of baby seed that you want to shoot inside my tight pussy. You moan as I suck on each one, gently tugging them in my mouth, your hips pushing against my face. My mouth finds your cock again and I surround it with my warm mouth. My vibrator is moving in and out of my pussy faster, I feel my body start to climb toward orgasm. I want your cock thrusting in and out, balls smacking against my ass. We are grunting and clinging to each other like nothing matters in the world except finding our release together. My legs intertwine with yours, making sure you can't pull your cock out. I want you to explode in me. My nails dig into your back, you are fucking harder and faster, you are so close. I'm screaming and moaning for you. Sweat making our bodies' slick, sex filling the room and intoxicating us. My head is thrown back, I want you so bad and I need you so bad. Your head buried in my neck nuzzling and whispering you're going to cum in my pussy, filling me with your load. My body responds, I use all my energy into thrusting my hips against you, as you continue to plunge your cock in me. I can feel my climax, I moan, my body shudders, and sheer ecstasy rips through my body. I can feel you tense. You grunt and bite my neck as you shoot your white cream into my pulsating pussy. I lay there in bed, my vibrator still in my pussy, not wanting to take it out, just wanting to picture your cock lying inside me, keeping me stretched and filled. I wonder what would happen if we actually lived in the same state. Would we ever get anything done, or would we just fuck all day? My pussy contracts and I smile. I think we would just fuck all day. Bathtime Fun Disclaimer: All characters are over the age of 18. This is intended for mature audiences only. The following is a fictitious story based on the Characters created by The Author, and is not meant to be taken as Canon within the context of his regular work. Warning: Do not try this at home without consulting a physician first. This is a really fucking hot story that should not be ready by anyone easily offend by two people making love in the privacy of their own house. If you are easily offended by natural love making between two consenting heterosexual adults, go fuck yourself and read something else. Do not read this story if you have a heart condition or you doctor says you are unable to have sex. If you have an erection lasting more then four hours after reading this story, please contact a physician, or take a cold shower. It is really fucking hot. To Angela, whom I plan on cleaning a lot of showers with. * I was tired and sore from a long day. All I wanted to do was to rest for a little bit. I stepped on the cold linoleum floor, peeling off my funky smelling, sweat stained shirt. I turned on the water, test the temperature against my sun-soaked arms. The thundering sound of the water drowned out all other noise, but it was soothing. The simple white bra I wore clung to my breasts in the summer heat, soaked with sweat and begging to be taken off, in more ways then one. Slowly, I peeled off my jeans, silently admonishing my dumb ass for wearing them in this muggy heat of Minnesota. I inched them tenderly past my sore thighs and bruised calves. Finally, they slipped off. I let them joined the pile of clothes that was gathering in the corner. Sitting down on the toilet, I reached over to turn on to bath water. The roaring sound of the bath drowned out my contend sigh as I reached around my back to thumb off my bra. My breasts bounced of my ribs as they were release from their waterlogged cage. But it was a relief to get the damn thing off. Generally, I only wear one when I am in public or my mother insist (which was always). Otherwise, I just let them bounce and sway in the wind. Besides, letting the girls out means they can entertain themselves underneath my shirt if I walk the right way. I stood up from the toilet, groaning as I stretched my legs and thumbed my blue and pink panties off my body. Just regular panties, guys. Enough to cover my ass and my pussy. The design I got to distinguish them from others. It's mainly from my older sister, who tends to raid my closet and for some God-forsaken reason, my panties drawer. (The slut already has about twenty different lace little ass-flossers, much to my mother's dismay. Why does she need my regular panties?).But, recently, it had come in handy for picking up my panties out of John's house, and not picking up his little sister's by accident. And no...don't ask where we were having sex where my panties were mixing with hers...it's a long story. But no, she wasn't home at the time of the act. Anyways, the bathtub was filling with warm water. I stopped the flow when it was filled enough, and threw in a dash of bath salts for good measure. I eased my aching body into the inviting water. A sigh of relief left my lips as my body settled into the warm water. It wasn't that deep, being as it was 90 some degrees outside with a near seventy percent humidity. I could stretched my five and a half foot frame out, and my buoyant B-cup breasts were still floating on the water. However, it was damn comfortable to be in that warm water. Especially after the long day of working in the yard and hanging out with the youth group. I leaned back into the water, messaging my aching neck. My free left hand wandered up and splashed water over my breasts. The warm water evaporated off my skin, pulling heat out of my body and slowly steaming up the room. My nipples rose up in interest, but I ignored them for now. Soap hadn't even came out yet; I just relaxed and let the warm water relax tense muscles for a few minutes. A knock came on the bathroom door. "Can I come in?" Said a familiar male voice. I smiled and rolled over in the tub to cover breasts. Not that modesty was needed between us. It was just courteous to not flash ones breasts in front of your boyfriend unless you wanted them played with. "Sure." The door opened and John, just as tired and sweaty as I was from the long day, walked in. He was still in his clothes though, as he actually dressed for the weather. "Still tired from the bike trip, dear?" John said smugly. "Shut up, ass hole." I splashed some water up towards him. "You're not the one who took that huge fall off your bike" "No." He pulled a towel off the rack and sat down on it, next to me...the latter whom was still very naked and in the bathtub, "I actually stayed on the trial, and not tried racing the kids today." I dunked my head underneath the water and groaned. "My butt still hurt from that." I said, looking over to my round ass sitting just underneath the the water. John's eyes did a once over on my body. I felt a bit like a mermaid sunbathing on the rocks, brushing my hair and tempting sailors with my half exposed form. Yes, the butt is still an erogenous zone. And I know that John loves to play with it. But it was safer then him staring at her breasts or her pussy. The butt was...less interesting to guys for some reason. What a shame too... John scooted down to my butt, turning around to still face me. My butt flexed worriedly. "Well, then, Maybe I can help with that." He rolled up his sleeves to his shoulders and placed his hands in the water. He slowly whirled them in the water to get them at mean temperature. I bit my lip and squirmed underneath him. Water sloshed around in the tub. "John, I'm really not in the mood to play.", I said tauntly, almost ready to throw him off me. But the way John placed his hands on the small of my back seemed more therapeutic. There was more of a tender care in the way he held his hands there, not in a possessive 'want-a-piece-of-that-ass' type of hold guys had in foreplay. "I'm not playing..." he said in a low voice, that permeated with confidence. At first, he just kept them there, gauging her reaction to this erotic measure. When she gave him a slight nod, he folded his hand over her spine and squeezed it out A part of me...a small part, felt exhilarated. This was...kinky, hot, and so wrong. But I didn't let him know about that naughty part. Instead, I let out a content sigh, ignoring the way my nipples curled up in response to his rough hands. I just relaxed under the message as John warm hands worked out the kinks in my back. "This feels really good..." I understated....alot. "Well I would hope so." John said, still gently kneading my back in his very skilled hands, "You did a good job today." He said in an offhanded way. "It was nice how you dealt with Ginny today." "Well, I had to do something..." I grumbled a bit at the thought. "Those jerks were giving her a hard time because she couldn't stay on her bike." "And you had to go flying over your handle bars to prove it?" John quipped back. I rolled over and splashed some water on him. He stood there looking stunned at his soaked shirt as I quickly tucked my breasts underneath my arms. "OK..." he said simply, holding his arms out like a waterlogged bird, "I deserve that." He then simply stripped the shirt off, revealing his well sculpted abs. I bit my lip and shifted lower into the water as he wrung his shirt off back into my bath, and hung it over the back of the toilet. I kept eying him over as he wiped the excess water from his chest. He looked up and smiled dumbly for me before flexing, unnecessarily. I rolled my eyes, "OK, mister, put those muscles to work and massage my back, please." I said, settling into the tub and resting my head on top of my hands. Slowly, his hands went back to work, tugging and pushing my flesh back and forth into my body, pulling all of the tense knots out. His hands respectfully stayed firmly on my back, not crossing lower onto my butt proper. However, his fingers did briefly touched the skin of it, somehow sending erotic shivers down my spine...I kinda wanted more... "Is this good?" He asked, still working his hands underneath the water. "Lower..." I said carefully, resisting the urge to lift my ass to his face to tempt him some more. Ok, I know it was bad. But it was bad enough of a position to be in with my boyfriend in the bathroom with me. Him shirtless, and me naked. If we were going to do this, might as well have fun with it. His hands slid about two inches lower down my back, but nowhere close to where they needed to be. "Lower..." I said again, and he slid his hands right to the crease of my butt to my back. I took a steadying breath. "No, Lower..." I said, turning towards him, winking some. He looked taken aback. "You sure, Sair?" He asked, always the gentleman. I huffed, "Do I need to spell it out to you, boy?" I asked in exasperation, "An attractive, captive, and very naked young woman just asked you to massage her ass, and you are questioning it?" He smiled weakly and carefully placed his hands on my butt. "What happened to you not being in the mood?" He asked as his hands went to work. Slowly his hands turned over my butt cheeks. A slightly stronger shiver went up my spine this time. "I'm not in the mood, but my butt still needs some attention." I said cheekily, as his skillful hands worked over my entire cheek, from thigh to back. "Just don't be going to the front, you hear..." I reminded him. So, dutifully, his hands went to work on my butt, and only my butt. I relaxed into it as his hands worked over it. Small twinges of pleasure relaxed my body, as I struggled to stay afloat on my breasts. At first, I didn't notice anything, except that my breathing had quickened slightly. John's hands slowly worked their way into the butt crack itself; perhaps to test his limits, or perhaps to rub the muscle in a new way. My butt involuntarily tensed up, not used to the attention, but loving it. His hands inched back for a bit, but then sneaked back, one massaging a cheek slowly, the other sneaking towards my asshole. I bit my lip, as his fingers danced up and down my crack, each one daring to find my asshole. Suddenly, his middle finger finally dared to go low enough and stepped right into the nerve bundle. A gasped as the sensation shot straight into my clit. John stayed there, keeping steady pressure on my hole. My vagina swelled up on the other side, getting as wet inside as it was on the outside. I panted for a minute, getting use to the sensations coursing though my body. "Are you ok?" John said in his low sexy voice. "Fuck, yeah I am..." I whimpered, trying to hump the bottom of the tub with my excited pussy. "Just be careful." "With what?" He said, as he began to swirl his finger around my sensitive asshole. I let a screech out as waves of pleasure vibrated across my body. I could feel my clit starting to peek out from the folds of my pussy, jealous of what my asshole was getting. A moan echoed out of my open mouth. "Ohmygod....John...don't stop..." I panted as my body convulsed underneath me. Water splashed as my legs tried to extended farther out to let him in deeper. "Finger me..." "What was that, my love?" He leaned over and breathed into my ear. "Finger my asshole..." I begged, feeling the rush of absolute forbidden badness of the situation crash over me. I didn't care anymore. My boyfriend was in my parents bathroom and he is going to finger-fuck my ass. "Like this..." He pushed in with just the tip, sending shock waves across my body. But then he pulled out and simply circled on top of the button. I groaned in disappointment and finally brought my knees underneath me, and I shoved my ass into his hand. My asshole parted, slipping int two fat fingers into rectum. I cried out at the sudden... 'fullness' of my body. In hindsight, it wasn't all that different a feeling from just having to take a crap. But the visceral feeling of having my boyfriend where he doesn't belong, with the stunning sensations teasing the backside of my clit, I could not help but love it. Slowly, he wiggled his two fingers inside of my ass. Slowly at first, just to get my ass use to the feeling of two fingers inside it. The pressure, the rush inside me was over whelming. My clit extended out full length, begging for attention. I caved in and tucked a hand underneath my thrashing body and began to rub the area just around my clit. John continued to diddle my ass, making my moan as my fingers worked my sopping wet pussy into a fiery fury. Water sloshed all around the tub, splashing up to John's hand. The hand that was knuckles deep in my ass. I felt the orgasm in my lungs first, as they burned to scream out his name. Then my legs cramped up in anticipation. My butt cheeks, so unused to being violated like this, actually tried to suck his hand in further into my hole. Suddenly, lightning, and a fingernail struck my clit and I was gone. I was lost in a world of screaming and passion as the orgasm swept me up and carried me down the rabbit hole. I finally came to, still laying in the bath tub, with John's arms wrapped around me to keep my writhing body from drowning. His strong hands so close to my aching pussy. I weakly rolled over in the tub, the water noticeably lower than it was before. A smile crossed my face as I tucked some wet bangs behind my ear. My breasts hung before me, water trickling around my erect nipples, teasing them harder then before. John stared at them, licking his lips slightly. I reached up and tucked a hand behind his neck, and he fell into my bosom. His eager mouth lapped around my nipple for a tense minute, causing me to groan in frustration. Finally, he clamped onto my right nipple. I gasped and slipped into the tub as my body lost control of itself. John struggled to keep his lips, and TEETH on my nipple without falling into the tub himself. I held him there as he teased my breast with love bites and his savage tongue across my nipple. Finally, he tapped out on my arm, and I, reluctantly let him up for air. "Still not in the mood?" he asked, wiping his wet hair out of his face. I must have accidentally dragged him underwater there for a second. "Shut the fuck up and kiss me." I reached up again and pulled him into a deep, long kiss. Our souls mingled with saliva. His hand reached up and longingly held my wet breast in his hand. His fingertips rolling over the skin, moving the water around on the surface. I moaned into his mouth as pleasure rippled across my body. He pulled away, just far enough as that his face filled my entire vision. He leaned over me, sitting on the edge of the tub, as he reached his hands into the water. His fingers swam so close to my clit, I could feel their movement through it. I peered down, watching his fingers dance in between my open legs, so damn close to my swollen clit. I scooted closer to his fingers, but he moved them. I whimpered loudly. as the waves teased my clit, sending sparks straight into me. A moan build up inside me, but it was caught behind me begging whimpers that my clit was demanding I do. Finally, his fingers swam up and cupped my trimmed pussy. I started to hump his hand, wanting so badly just to get off, to cum on his hand, to fill this bathroom with the smell of my fucking sex. His two middle fingers popped up and into my vagina, vibrating in short quick burst against my tender g-spot. I curled forward and screamed. My arms propped up behind me as I started to hump the heel of his hand with vigor, smacking my clitty against it. Against all consideration that this was my parents bathroom, I started to yelp rhythmically with each thrust. John laughed and popped a third finger into me, making more the size of a proper cock, mainly his. I whimpered and began to thrash faster into a bathtub, the water cresting over my breast now, adding a new sensation to my impending orgasm. "Are you going to cum?" John asked in his sexy voice. "Uh huh..." I managed to squeezed out in between panicked thrust. Squeezed in, because during them I was so close to cumming as it was that I nearly blacked out. "Why?" He asked, pulling his fingers out a bit. "You're fingering me..." I said, pouting expertly as my face tried to convulse into my "O" face. "And you like it..." He smiled, and began to twiddle my clit with his thumb. All I could get out was a muttered grunt, as my body tensed up. "Is Sarah gonna cum in her parents bath tub?" He asked in a sickly sweet voice, edging me on. "Is she gonna cum and scream and shout and orgasm right here right no-" I cut him off with my blood curdling roar as the orgasm washed over me. I screamed and thrust my quivering body deeper into his hand. I felt his hand reach up and cup the back of my neck. He held me there, one hand in my pulsating pussy, the other holding my head so that I don't give myself a concussion during my 'little death'. I came too, with him leaning over me, holding me tenderly in his arms, keeping me safe from myself. His right hand was away from my poor violated pussy, and instead was holding my side to keep me from sliding into the water. I blinked and smiled at my hero, my man. I slowly sat up in the water, supporting myself on trembling limbs. My breaths came in shallow gasps as I tried to chock out a word of appreciation to John. But all that manage to come out was a breathed sigh and a glazed look in my eyes. He reached over to kiss me, on the forehead, knowing that I was still struggling to surface from my post orgasmic wake. The water splashed around me, lapping up the sides of my breasts, still floating of my chest. After a few minutes, I was fully back, smiling weakly at John and splashing water onto myself to keep me warm. Although, if you looked at my nipples at the time, you would have thought that I was sitting in ice. "Did you like that?" John said softly, swirling his hand in the water, that was now contaminated with my love juices. The sickly sweet smell of my cum was amplified by the hot water, chocking the air with the smell of my sex. I breathed in deeply, both relaxed and excited by the scent of myself. "Y-y-y-y" I stuttered at first, before clearing my throat. "Yeah, I did." I smiled at him, before looking down at my clit, which was slowly retreating back into my folds. I reached down coyly and stuffed two of my own fingers in, swirling them around a bit. I almost had a second orgasm...or third, orgasm off that, but I held it back and drew my girl-cummed finger out of me. I sucked the tangy sauce off, critiquing it. "Hmmm..." I said, playfully swirling the girl-cum in my mouth. "Our sex soup is missing something..." I drummed my free hand on my chin as I licked my other one clean. Was I actually thinking about this? "I know." I proclaimed triumphantly, still wondering how sexy and how dumb this idea was. "John, take off your pants." "Excuse me?" He asked, taken aback by such a forward comment...from the cute, wet, and very naked girl he just fingered. I dunked my head into said soup, and swept my hair out of my face."Take them off." I pointed casually to his pants. "We need to add something to this sex soup." "Like what?" He said, begrudgingly standing up. "It has my cum in it, but that's just masturbation soup. In order to make it sex soup, we need your cum in here as well." I said as innocently as if we were actually cooking something. "Don't you wanna cum?" I drew a line on my face, past the side of my mouth and let it drip down my cleavage. John's eyes grew about ten inches wide as he finally got a hold of what I was suggesting. "Come on, love." I got up and kneel in the water. I was just about level with his crotch, which was looking uncomfortably tight. "I need something from you..." Bathtime Surprise Started out another chilly spring morning. I was home alone and had nothing to do. I decided a long hot bath was in order. I went to the bathroom and turned on the faucets to get just the right temperature. I add a little bubble bath and wait for the tub to fill up. When the water is ready I take off my robe. I did not have on anything underneath. I stand in front of the mirror admiring my 5'5 frame. I take my hand and slide it across my milky white 38dd breasts. My nipples harden. I then slide my hand down to my shaven pussy. I slowly start rubbing my swollen clit. I am getting pretty wet by this point as the juices run down my thigh. I then decided to take my play to the tub. I slowly sink my electrified body into the hot steaming water. The warm water on my naked pussy feels heavenly. I slowly glide my hand to my clit again. I start rubbing my swollen love button. The combination of the warm water and my fingers is making me so hot. I then take my other hand and insert first one finger then a second finger. I start going faster and faster while I am rubbing my clit. The sensations running through my body are making me close to cumming. I do not realize that you are watching me. Your hard cock in your hand, stroking it. Watching me pleasure myself. It turns you on in ways you never imagined before. Part of you wants me to notice you. The need to fuck me is so great now. But by being silent you are getting harder and harder. You can not believe at how much this turns you on. You are stroking you cock so fast now and it feels so good that you let out a moan. I hear a noise. I look to my right and I see you looking at me. You have your very hard cock in your hand stroking it while watching me. When you notice that I see you, you stop stroking your seven and half inch cock and come over to me. I take your cock in my mouth. Savoring the taste. Making sure that it hits the back of my throat. I start licking the head and down the sides. Faster and then slower again. Your hand is on the back of my head to keep me in place. You are on the brink of cumming. I hear you moaning in pleasure as you feel my hot breath on your swollen cock. You look at me with a possesed look on your face. I look up at you and smile with that half smile you love so much. I stop sucking on that delicious cock of yours. You are about to protest, but you see what I am about to do. I step out of the steaming hot water and lean over the sink. I look back at you and say, "Fuck me. Fuck me now .Fuck me hard" You don't wait for another invitation You put your hands on my hips and plunge your cock deep inside me. Slowly gliding in and out. I beg you to fuck me harder. And you oblige. You start fucking me so hard that I am having to hold on the sink to keep from moving. I am screaming in pleasure as that rock hard cock plunges deep into my dripping wet pussy. You start getting faster and faster. Plunging into me as hard as you can. I am moaning now. Moaning so loud we are sure the neighbors can hear. I can feel your body tensing up. I know that you are about to cum. You are fucking me so hard now. I am getting so close. Every part of my body is tingling with sensations. I start screaming again in utter pleasure. My release stronger than it has ever been, I am clutching the sink as my body spasms. You are still fucking me with wild abandon. I can feel another orgasm about to hit me. Faster and faster you plunge into me. And at the same time, I feel your balls contract. And you moan. Spilling your seed deep inside me. My body starts trembling again as I cum again. You are holding on to me tight and you spill the last of your cum inside me. We just stand there for a few minutes trying to catch our breath .I turn around and we look into each others eyes and smile. You kiss me deeply, passionately . We then look at each other with a big satisfied smile on our face. And I know that this will be something that we arrange often. Bathtime with Master Kneeling beside His bed she waits for her Master to come home from work. She is allowed to wear her pink silk robe when it's cold outside as long as there is nothing underneath it. He likes the way it shows her nipples when they are erect. Her hair is in a ponytail today hoping He will allow her to pleasure Him when He comes home. The house looks perfect and she has wine chilling in the refrigerator. She has laid out the big towels next to His soaker tub and put fresh linens on His bed. She loves to pull His side of the covers down before He gets home so that it is all ready. Laying His favorite pajama pants on the end of His side of the bed. She left the light in the hallway on dim for Him and put some Bob Seagar on the CD player just soft enough to kill the silence. The door opens and she hears Him set His keys down on the table along with His lunch box and water bottle. She knows it's been a hard day for Him by His silence and footsteps sound coming towards His room. Looking down at her with a soft smile, He reaches down and grabs her chin and pulls it up so she is looking Him in the eyes. He asks her in a soft voice if she has been a good girl for Him today. He knows of course that she has but it relaxes Him to go through this ritual each day. Dropping her chin, He turns and walks into the bathroom. His bathroom is a bigger then most bedroom. Its a large open room all done is soft beige and sage colors. There is an eight-foot soaker tub in the center of the room. To the right of the tub is a walk in closet that connects to His room. At the foot of the tub is an old antique mirror that stands on claw feet to match the tub. He keeps a recliner at the foot of the tub on the left side. In the corner between the windows sits an antique dresser full of all the bath essentials. Oils, beads, shampoo and conditioners, candles, and extra towels. She has never seen a bathroom more beautiful. She follows Him inside without Him saying a word. Master stops in front of His chair and waits for His slave to start the tub. He tells her no bubbles tonight. He wants to watch her. She bends over and tests the water on her wrist. Its perfect she thinks to herself as she returns to Him. Reaching down to the belt on her robe He unties it slowly while staring into her eyes. The robe falls open and she is unable to hide her arousal. He loves how hard her nipples get before He has even touched them. Reaching out and slowly caressing her breasts, He never takes His eyes from hers. Her breathing deepens as she reaches for His buttons on His shirt. Master lets His arms drop and watches His slave in the candlelight remove His shirt. Sitting down for her, He holds up one foot at a time so she can remove His boots. He thinks to Himself she is so beautiful like this but says nothing instead just enjoys her care of Him. Pulling off each boot and each sock, she rubs each foot for a moment. Looking up into His eyes she kisses each one on the top. She adores her Master and cant help showing it. Master stands for her and she begins to undo His pants and pull them off along with His under ware. She naturally drops to her knees and He pulls back so she can't enjoy Him yet. Instructing her to bring Him a glass of wine and get in the tub, He settles into His chair. Returning with His wine, she stops to enjoy the view for a moment. Sitting there naked with His long hair draping down onto His chest. He is leaning back in the chair with one leg over the other, His ankle resting on His knee and His head resting in His hand. Giving her a small smile he points to the tub and removes her hair tie from her hair letting it fall loosely on her back. She walks slowly to the tub, looking into His eyes, she lowers herself into the warm water. Without a word she picks up the sponge and starts to wash her legs. Big sweeping circles she makes sticking each leg up in the air. Washing up and down each thigh getting closer and closer to what is His. She is humming softly to the music and watching Him watch her. Trying to seduce Him with her eyes and her touching herself. Arching herself up she washes between her thighs very slowly, still staring into His eyes. He has no smile on His face anymore. Just an intensity and hunger in His eyes. Softly washing her breasts now she lets out little moans for Him. Watching Him and trying to gage if she has Him aroused yet. Sliding down under the water and coming up with her hair slicked back and soaking wet. Again she starts to wash between her legs. He softly strokes up and down on her swollen clit. Master sets His wine down and walks over and kneels next to the tub. Putting His hand on hers, He begins to guide her in the washing. Harder and harder He pushes her hand and sponge on her clit. She is bucking up towards their touch now, leaning her head back and closing her eyes. Their touch feels so good to her, so sensual. Master leans over and begins to kiss her neck and the line of her chin. Harder and harder they rub the sponge on her clit. His lips take in hers, His tongue pushing in hard and passionate. She is so lost in pleasure now. Pulling away from His kiss she calls out begging her Master to please let her cum for Him. Letting go of her hand He rams His fingers into her while biting down on her left nipple. This was all she could take. She explodes over and over for Him calling out His name, "oh Master, OMG, Master.... whimpering and moaning until the last of the tremors had finally stopped. He kissed her softly on the lips and whispered good girl in her ear. Holding out her hand, she asked Him if she might be allowed to wash Him, and if He would please join her in the tub. Master stood up and stepped into the tub. She wrapped a hand towel up tightly and slid it behind His neck. Picking up the sponge she begins to wash His neck and His chest. She sneaks tiny soft kisses on His cheeks while letting the water run down his chest. He gives her the look and she giggles. She looks deep into His eyes and whispers "may I kiss you all over Master?" Laying His head back He tells her she has permission to do what ever she likes tonight. Sitting on His lap in the water, she begins to hold his head in her hands and wash His hair. She does it so gentle she can feel the stress leave from His body. Humming softly and planting soft kisses on His face and His neck and ears. Squeezing the sponge over His hair she is sucking on His neck. From one side to the other she is sucking and licking on it. She loves being nuzzled into His neck tasting Him. She continued to wash Him down His beautiful chest and stomach. Washing His thighs and His feet. Sliding around to the back of the tub and facing Him, she holds each foot up and washes them gently. She gently sucks on His toes and smiles up at Him. He has a smirk on His face and she asks Him if she may dry Him off and take Him to bed so she can make love to His cock with her mouth. Stepping out of the tub together, He wraps a towel around her and hands her one to dry Him with. Walking behind Him, she begins to dry His long hair with the towel. Making her way down His back and over His ass and down His thighs. Walking around to the front, she kisses some of the drips of water from His neck. Holding each one of His arms out and rubbing them, making her way to His nipples, she stops for a moment to suck on them. Dropping down to her knees she begins to dry His thighs, blushing she dries between them and down to His ankles. She plants a soft kiss on the tip of His cock and sucks Him inside her mouth for a moment. Leading Him by the hand she asks Master to sit on the bed so she can brush out His hair for Him before bed. He sits quietly allowing her to brush it knowing how much she loves to play with His hair. Long strokes in His hair and soft kisses on His back. Over and over she does this until it is free of all tangles. Braiding it quickly for Him so it's easier to manage in the morning and giving Him a massage on His shoulders, she can feel all the tension is gone. Master lays back against His pillows and she begins to kiss Him. Softly their lips meet in passion again. Fire is pulsing through her and she is hungry for His taste. Making her way down His neck and chest, kissing with her lips and her tongue. His eyes are closed and His head tipped back enjoying her mouth. She kisses His stomach and then His thighs. From one side to the other, letting her long hair graze the top of his cock that is now becoming very hard. She blows slightly on His cock with her warm breath and across His balls. Sweeping her lips across them and softly licking. His cock is so hard now and she begins to take Him in her mouth. She struggles with His size but forces her jaw to open even further. Pulling Him out of her mouth so she can lick up and down the shaft of His huge cock...stuffing it back down her throat again. Master reaches down and grabs her by the hair and is fucking her throat now harder and harder while her drewl pours down the sides of her face! They are both moaning now and he fucks her harder. He calls out to her that he is going to explode into her mouth. Feeling it squirt down her throat she laps up every drop of it. She loves His taste and always appreciates it when He gives it to her. Holding Him in her mouth until the last pulse finishes.... she licks Him clean and kisses the tip again. Crawling up inside His arms and under the covers, draping her arm across Him and kissing His chest again. She thanks Him for being her Master and falls asleep in His arms.