0 comments/ 15625 views/ 1 favorites The Bath By: matthais He slips into the front door without a sound. Cautiously makes his way to the bathroom, even though he knows that no one is around. A slight grin creeps across his face as he slowly pushes the bathroom door open. Flipping on the lights with a flick of his finger, the room is illuminated. Shining white porcealin around the base of the black marble tub catches the light and casts it back to his eyes. The rustling of the paperbag in his arms brings his attention back to the matters at hand. He drifts into the room, stopping next to the edge of the tub. He reaches into the paperbag and removes an aromatic candle from it. He places the large candle in the furthest corner of the tub's enclosure. In the other corner, he places a second large candle. Although, the candles are not lite, the scents of lilac flowers begin to fill the room. The subtle scent fills his nostrils, taking his mind off task once again. A grin covers his face as he begins running his plans for her this evening through his mind again. The paperbag crinkling again in his arm, as he stands upright again. He leaves the bathroom to saturate with the lilac scent for a moment as he heads to the kitchen. Upon reaching the kitchen, he removes a bottle of Martini and Rossi's Asti from the bag and places it into the refridgerator. He checks his bag again, seeing what else needed to be placed and to where. He then makes his way back into the bathroom, checking his watch. Once in the bathroom again, he sits on the edge of the tub and turns on the water. The calm, rushing sound of the water flows from the faucet, setting his mind adrift again. He imagines her surprise as she enters the bathroom door. He quickly gathers his senses again to complete the tasks. He pulls from the bag a collection of scented bath oils. He places the drainstopper in place, pours the scented oils into the water as it begins to accumulate. Soon, the scents of vanilla and lavander begin to intermingle with the scent of the lilac candles. He places more candles around various places in the bathroom. Some scented lilac candles, others non-scented. He takes out his lighter and goes about lighting the candles in a delicate, orderly fashion. His mind anticipating her arrival at any moment. He overlooks the room again, making sure that everything is in place. He checks to see if all the candles are lite and the flames are dancing delicately with a gentle breeze. He turns off the water, feeling the warm water and letting the scents of the room take over his senses. The mechanical sounds of the lock opening snaps his senses back about him. He steps out of the bathroom and peers down the hall as she enters the front door. He drifts down the hall and gently takes her coat from her hand and hangs it up as she slips off her shoes and stockings. Without saying a word, he leans in and kisses her lips and takes hold of both her hands. He gently leads her down the hall, his grin widening with each step. He stops upon reaching the open door of the bathroom to kiss her lips again. He softly reaches up between them as he kisses her. He begins to undo the buttons on her blouse. He slowly lifts her shirt off of her shoulders, and pushes them back. He kisses her neck and shoulder as he uncovers more of her flesh to the moist air eminating from the bathroom behind him. He can feel her flesh tense up with each kiss, responding to the excitement he gives her. He removes her shirt completely, before reaching down and undoing the buttons of her slacks. He pushes her slacks down over her hips, exposing her silken panties. Her slacks fall to the floor, leaving her standing in her bra and panties. He steps aside from the enterance of the bathroom, showing her the nicely drawn tub of water and candles blazing behind him. He steps behind her as she enters the bathroom. He gently unclasps her bra and slides it off of her body. He kisses the side of her neck and steps closer behind her. His hands drift down her body to the waistband of her panties. He gently tucks his thumbs into her panties and pushes them over her hips. Pushing further, until she is standing naked. He steps back and takes in the beautiful sight of her naked body before reaching for the towels that he neglected to get out earlier. He places the towels onto a towel rack. He takes her hand and gently guides her to the edge of the tub and offers his assistance for her to enter the tub. Her long legs slip delicately over the side of the tub and into the scented water. The warmth of the water shocking her at first, but she soon adjusts to the tempreature as he guides her to sit. She obeys his directions silently, taking a seated position in the water. He leans down and kisses her lips softly. He slowly gets up from the edge of the bathtub, his feet gliding across the floor towards the door. He slips out quickly. She is left alone for a moment to allow her body to adjust to the tempreature of the water. The scents overtaking her body and begin to take her to far off places in her mind. Her mind drifts that she almost didn't hear him come back into the room. The sounds of a tropical rain forest eminating from a small speaker he carries. He walks to the end of the tub after placing the speaker down on the cabinet. His hands slip into the water on each side of her, warming them before he places them onto her shoulders. His fingers begin to press onto the tensed skin and muscles of her shoulders. He gently works his way from her shoulders to her neck. His fingers always pressing in circular motions to relax the muscles underneath them. He reaches her neck after a few delicate moments and continues to work the muscles of her shoulder and up her neck. Her senses are overwhelmed with the scents of the vanilla, lavander, and lilac, the sounds of a tropical rain forest, the warmth of the water surrounding her, and his fingers against her flesh. She can't fight the grin that begins to form onto her lips. He continues to show her new forms of bliss and pleasure with his fingers. His hands begin to rub down her neck and onto her chest, his fingers flirting with the surface of the water as she sinks deeper into relaxation. He leans down and kisses her lips. He moves around to the side of the tub and kneels down next to it. His hands begin to explore her body, if for the first time. He delicately traces her breasts both under and over the water. His touch causing her body to react to him, her nipples becoming erect. He gently traces around her nipples, gently brushing against them. The water dulling her senses in some manner, yet enhancing in others. Her body craving more from him, wanting to find a total release from the tensions of the day. He begins to trace the rest of her body with his hands, gently brushing and caressing delicate areas of her body. He smiles and decides that she needs to rest for a little while longer. He gets up and steps out of the bathroom again. Slightly disappointed in the abrupt end to her stimulation, she settles back into her bath tub. Within moments, the scented oils taking control of her again. The sounds of the rain forest still subtle in the background assisting in taking her away from the rigors of work. Her body relaxes more as he returns after a few minutes with a glass of Martini and Rossi's Asti. He sets it down on the edge of the tub, and offers her a drink from his own glass. She smiles at him and nods her head in acceptance. He gently places the glass against her lips and slowly lifts the base of the glass, allowing the liquid to flow towards her lips. She takes a few sips and he removes the glass and sets it down on the edge of the tub as he leans in and kisses her lips. Tasting the sweet champagne made even sweeter from her lips, he grins and slowly looks deep into her eyes. He grabs both glasses from the edge of the tub and places them onto the cabinet as he continues to look deep into her eyes. Her eyes telling him exactly what she wants. He extends a hand towards her and she gently takes it. He lifts her from her seated position in the tub, his hand runs down the side of her body towards her ass. He gently squeezes her shapely ass, and kisses her waiting lips again. He begins to kiss her neck, and continues to travel down her body, placing kisses every inch of the way down. His hand slides down her thigh, gently parting them. He lifts one of her legs and gently sets her foot down on the edge of the tub. Her vagina is slowly exposed to his view as he lowers himself to one knee. His face is presented with the delicate sight of her womanhood. His fingers ache to touch her, to send waves of pleasure through her. He withstands the ache and gently presses his cheek against the inside of her thigh. He lets out a slow breath onto her awaiting vagina. His fingers begin to trace her thigh, drawing closer and closer. He gently brushes up against the soft flesh of her labias as they slowly open for him. A soft moan escapes her lips, urging him further. He softly brushes against her labias again. Her body overwhelmed with pleasure, she braces herself against the backwall of the tub's enclosure. He pulls his cheek away from her thigh and turns his lips to the spot his cheek was and kisses it lightly. He begins to kiss her thigh, inching closer and closer to her labia. His kisses almost coming in contact with her delicately sensitive labia, he pulls back and blows softly and kisses her opposite thigh. He begins to kiss back towards her labia. His lips hovering just over them as he lets his tongue slip out and softly brush against her skin. Her body aches from his teasing ways, wanting more from him. She thrusts her hips forward towards his tongue. Feeling her body press into his mouth, he begins to lick her labia. Tracing the edges with his tongue, he slowly inserts his tongue into her vagina. Swirling his tongue around inside of her, causing waves of pleasure to flood over her. He pulls his head back for a moment and slowly begins to lick her labia again, searching for her clitoris with his tongue. He eventually finds her clitoris and begins to swirl his tongue around it, feeling more pleasure coming from her. Her moans become stronger and more intense. He slowly slides a finger up her thigh as his tongue continues to assualt her clitoris. His finger gently dances against her labia as his tongue swirls her clitoris. Without warning, his finger is buried deep into her vagina while never stopping the oral attack on her clitoris. The pleasures become too much for her, her body shakes and she moans as the orgasm begins to flood her entire body. His finger wiggles deep inside of her as his tongue swirls as fast as it can around her clitoris. Her orgasm comes over her like waves crashing over a sheer rock cliff... Unstoppable, unrelenting. Her body collapses back into the bathtub as the last waves of orgasm pass. He grins, her juices still running down his face. He looks deep into her eyes and says, "Now that we both have had our baths, how about a nice shower?" The Bath We have decided to visit a rustic cabin in the woods next to a lake. Although the property is very secluded, it has all the amenities including heated running water and electricity. The cabin itself is a huge A-frame with a loft bedroom. The large king size futon is right against the triangle-shaped window from the floor, up the sloping walls to the upper most peak of the roof. The lake is only a few hundred feet away and, at night, the moon streams across the placid surface of the lake and floods across the bed. In the living room is a large fieldstone walk-through fireplace; one side faces the living room and the other, a large bathroom. In the centre of the bathroom stands a huge brass bath tub of the Victorian style; it is very deep and oval in shape with a high back (over our heads and a lower end at one's feet. Even at the foot end, it is over three feet deep! We unpack our bags - we will be here for a week - and check out the kitchen. The friend I arranged this with has stocked everything we will need for the week including food and drink. It is fall and the leaves have turned. All of the other cabins around the small lake are empty - everyone has packed it up for the year and closed up their summer homes - so we are all on our own. We decide to go for a walk along the lake in the early evening dusk so we pull on jeans and warm heavy turtle neck sweaters and walk with our arms around each other's waists along the small beach front. It is a very tiny lake (almost round) so we can circle it in less than an hour. By the time we arrive back at the cabin - we can see the glow of the lights shining out the big front windows from across the lake - it has become chilly and we are glad to get into the relative warmth. Since you are chilled, I wrap a blanket around you and put on the kettle to brew you a hot tea. While it boils, I light the already prepared fire and it is soon crackling and spreading its warm and flickering light around the room. I turn off the lights to enjoy the ambiance more. I bring you your tea, lean down to kiss you and then go to run you a warm tub to take the obvious chill from you. The old fashioned tub fills quickly through the wide faucets and is soon steaming as the fire light from the open fireplace on the bathroom side lights the room romantically. I come around to where you are sitting and, taking your cup to put on the table and unwrapping the blanket, I pick you up in my arms and carry you to the bathroom. Standing you up beside the tub, I reach down and pull your sweater over your up stretched arms and over your head; your braless breasts swing free as does your tossed hair. I lean down you kiss you across your chest and to gently draw each nipple into my mouth as I unsnap your jeans and pull your zipper down. My hands hook into your waistband and I push the denim off your hips, over your slick bare pussy (no panties again, my love!) and you step out of them. Taking your hand, after I pull you close to me for a lingering kiss, I help you step over the high side of the tub and you lay back against the high back. Your feet barely reach the end of the tub and the water comes to a point just below your breasts which seem to float on the surface of the hot water! As you lay back with a contented sigh, I reach down beside the tub and pick up the large jug of warm water I filled and, placing my hands over your eyes, pour the water slowly over your dew-dampened hair. Once it is completely wet, I take the scented shampoo and massage it for a long time into your scalp as you luxuriate in the feeling of the warmth of the bath and the sensual feel as I make your scalp tingle. Once I have completely washed your sweet hair - I love the way that the bubbles have fallen to your exposed breasts and your nipples are just peeking tantalizingly through them - I refill the jug and pour it over your head to rinse all the shampoo out. Then I apply the sweet-smelling lotion conditioner that I work into your hair before I rinse it again. Now, my darling, it is wash time! Taking a large natural sponge, I soap it well and start with your chest and breasts as I gently rub your skin in slow circular motions. You arch your back slightly as I tease your hard nipples and then, as my hand disappears under the surface of the water to cross over your bare pussy, you moan quietly. I reach under the water and lift first one leg and then the other and wash from your toes up to your pussy sides drawing yet another gasp of pleasure from your lips! I have you lean forward and I wash your back and then I help you stand, rising from the bath like Venus rising from the sea in that famous painting (but you are much more beautiful and slimmer). I use several jugs of warm water and rinse all the soap film from your body and then help you out of the tub to the mat in front of the glowing fire. Your skin is glowing golden in the flickering reflection of the flames as I use the super thick soft towel to dry you off starting at your hair and finishing on my knees at your feet as I turn you around. I dry off you sweet back, your bum and legs and each foot and then I set the towel aside. I have you lean your hands against the edge of the bottom of the tub and as you bend over at the waist, I draw your hips to my face and bury my lips and tongue in your newly cleaned ass and pussy. You are streaming in ecstasy as your cum fills my mouth and you cry out as your orgasm touches you throughout! I stand and, picking you up, climb the stairs to the loft bedroom and stand you by the side of the bed. I earlier - while your bath was running and you were drinking your tea - went up and lit dozens of candles on every flat surface and in a circle around the huge bed! As I place you on your feet, you realize for the first time that I am still fully dressed; you were so into the experience downstairs that you never noticed! You draw nearer and reach for the bottom of my sweater, pulling it over my head. Your fingers quickly find my snap and zipper of my jeans and you kneel as you pull them, along with my briefs, to the floor and off my feet. My cock jumps up and almost hits you in the chin as you grasp it and run your tongue over my balls and up the sensitive underside of the shaft; I twitch involuntarily at your touch. "Do you do that yourself or is it me?" you ask. "Both; but mainly when you do that to me" I respond as I pull it upwards to your fascination. I find it surprising that you have never asked me that before. You warp your soft fist around the base of my cock and, your tongue snakes out to capture the drops of precum that are dripping from my pee hole. You tongue then hardens into a point and you try to fit it into my tiny hole as it opens wider for you! This brings forth a gush of precum that oats your tongue and you lap it up greedily. I pull you up and we fall together onto the bed and immediately start to kiss as our bodies intertwine. I force one thigh between your legs right against your hot wet cunt and as we kiss, you are humping my legs so hard that the friction against your clit brings you to a shuddering orgasm and you gush your cum all over my leg. I slip between your legs and slide my cock all the way into your welcoming pussy and, then kneeling, I lift you up until you are sitting upright on my shaft with your legs around my waist. We are at the perfect position and height to kiss and you start to rock slowly, then faster on my cock as it goes deeper and deeper into you! It finally rubs against your cervix and this causes you to start to pull yourself harder and faster against my body as we perform our dance of love. Your cum is lubing my cock so much that the noising we make as we come together almost drowns out our cries and screams as we climax together in one long drawn out flashing of lights! It is as if the universe has slowed to a halt as we continue to fill each other with our love and passion! Still locked together, we fall to the bed and, in the flickering of the many candles, we drift off in each other's arms. The beams of the full moon shining through the window at the head of the bed illuminates your glistening skin - still covered with a sheen of perspiration from our lovemaking - as I gaze down at your sleeping body as I close my eyes. You are a vision of loveliness my darling! How could I be so lucky as to have found you in this whole world? The Bath This is a recount of how my wife and I turned bath time into play time. I walked in the front door for a quick bite of lunch after working all morning getting in our winters wood as I walked in the door I noticed that my wife Ligaya was no where in sight and she had all the curtains drawn. As I went through the house I called out " Honey you ok?" She called back from the master bedroom upstairs "Yes I'm upstairs though" I kicked off my boots and went up to check on her, as I walked through the door I saw that she had one of her headaches as she had a cold towel on her face. " You ok Hun?" I softly asked her as I sat down on the edge of the bed and put a hand on her belly. "Yes I'm fine dear its just the damn hormones again" , My wife and I have been trying to have a baby but she has irregular cycles so she takes a hormone supplement to regulate them, the up side is that it makes her randy as hell the down side is that she gets lots of headaches. "Is there any thing I can do to help you're head Ligaya?" "I don't know maybe if you ran me a bath it would help." " Alright" I said and headed down stairs, as I went through the house I decided that I would take the rest of the day and spend it with her. I went into the bathroom and started the bath water once again cursing the fact that the tub was only big enough for her slight form and the fact that I am 6'3" makes it impossible for me to get in the tub with her but I still usually sit by the tub and talk to her when she takes a bubble bath. As the tub filled I lighted all of her candles so that she wouldn't have the harsh light of the fluorescents to deal with, after the tub was full I called up that the bath was ready and to come down. As she came down the stairs I couldn't help but stare at her as she was already naked and ready for the bath and even though her almond shaped eyes were tight a sure sign that she still had a headache, she still manages to take my breath away even after five years of marriage , she has the most beautiful body I've ever seen. She has always said that she is to short but I always have liked short women and at just under 5 foot tall I tower over her, but its not her height that stops me cold she has long black hair that goes almost to her knees and pert full breasts with large dark nipples that stand out from her olive skin, a trait of most Filapinas to be sure but her skin in dark even for a Filapina ,as I let my eyes drink in the sight of her I drop my gaze to her beautiful pussy, she keeps the dark hair around her mound trimmed into a nice strip that shows off the lips of her vulva and the mystery that they hide, in such a way that makes me instantly hard just to think about. "What are you looking at?" She asks me "Just the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." I replied. "That's sweet even if your lying to me." she says. "Trust me baby you are the most beautiful girl in the world and you still have the sweetest ass I've ever had the pleasure of fucking". To which she smiled turned around and showed me the object of our conversation, good I thought she's not in too much pain to play with me so she'll be fine. "Come on down and get in the bath before it gets any colder that it already is." "All right" she said and came the rest of the way down the stairs to the landing at the base of the stairs. When she got to the landing she stopped and put her arms around me and gave me a hug and said "Thank you," before giving me the first kiss of the day and a taste of what was to come. I couldn't help my self or would I have even tried to if I could stop but my hands circled around her small waist and slid around to her tight ass and began a travel of there own around her firm orbs while we kissed in a way that had my juices flowing so hard that I could already feel the build up of precum starting to moisten my underwear. The best thing about her standing on the landing and me still being on the floor was that she was the same height as me and it gave me great access to her without stooping. After a few seconds of our embrace she broke contact and said "What about my bath?" "Ok" I ceded and led her by the hand to the tub. As I helped her into the tub I slid my hands to her breast and gave it a gentle squeeze, she promptly slapped my hand away and with a sly smile and said " You naughty boy you , trying take advantage of my state." "You damn right I am" I growled and lowered my head to her breast and took her right nipple in my mouth and sucked it gently while my tongue worked its way around it in tight circles. She sighed and drew my head down so hard that she plugged my nose with her soft breast so I couldn't breath , after a few seconds of that I had to come up for air and when I looked at her I could tell by her smile that she had done it on purpose to slow me down, so much so that it crossed my mind that she may not have a headache after and might just be playing a game with me so I asked her if she needed some aspirin or maybe a glass of wine to take the edge of her headache to which she just shook her head no and slipped into the hot water with a sigh. Aright now I new I had her as her eyes were relaxed and she didn't want anything for her head I thought about calling her on it but decided to wait her out as she can be stubborn about her games , besides its more fun to play dumb than tip my hand that I can read her quite well after 5 years . My thoughts were broken when she asked if I would sit on the edge of the tub and soap her up I said "Sure but let me stoke the fire first" , and smiled If she wanted to play games lets play! I quickly slipped upstairs and grabbed her favorite sex toy a red G spot vibe that among its other qualities was water proof though we had never used it that way. As I hurried back down I took off my cloths and through them in the living room as I passed through the living room I paused by the CD Player and tossed Barry White in the CD player and turned it on loud enough to be heard in the bathroom without being intrusive before cutting into the bathroom I grabbed my sweat pants out of the hall closet and put them. As I did this I reached down my pants and grabbed my 7 inch cock and said "Down boy, we don't want to tip our hand just yet." I pressed my erection down the side of my leg and pinned it in my pants so it wouldn't be to obvious, I paused just before the bathroom door and I stuck my head in the door just to see what see was doing To my relief she was just soaking with her eyes closed and listening to the music I stepped in and put her toy on the floor next to the tub so she wouldn't notice it . She opened her eyes and said " Barry White? What are you thinking about doing to me in this tub HUH?" Busted! Oh Well after five years she was bound to know me as well as I new her. I just smiled and said "Well since your headache disappeared so fast I thought I just might make you feel even better, so just lie back and leave me to it ." She smiled closed her eyes and reached up to grab my cock and said "Well next time you want to ambush me you had better hide this better." And with that she started to stroke me through the sweat pants after just a few seconds I realized that I was losing control of the situation and that if I didn't stop her she would spoil my plan. So with great reluctance I gently pulled her hand off my cock and said " Just wait for it babe." She opened one eye and just smiled without saying anything. Without waiting any longer I grabbed the bottle of bath oil and started pouring it over her body, after the oil was poured I started by placing my hand in the water and slowly tracing up and down her side before slowly moving my hand up to her belly and moving in slow circles every one getting just a bit larger than the last till my hand was moving just below her breasts and just above her pussy in a steady loop. I kept my eyes on her waiting for her to body to start sending the signals that she wanted more , after just a few moments of this she shifted her weight subconsciously and spread her legs slightly , I took this as my cue and while still tracing a loop with my left hand put my right on her thigh just below her vulva so close that if she hadn't trimmed the hair it would have been brushing my hand. The unexpected touch brought out a soft moan and she opened her eyes and ask " What the fuck are you doing and how did you learn this?" I just smiled and said " See I told you the adult channels were educational." With that I started to caress up and down first one thigh then the other after just a few strokes of my right hand I drug my left up over her Large soft breasts making sure not to touch her nipples as they are one of her most sensitive spots, and I wanted her hotter than she had ever been before. After about three minutes of this she started a real soft whine and to move back and forth in the tub trying to get one if not both of my hands to stop teasing her and to touch her hot spots. I said to her "Do you want it." "O" she replied saying yes in her native tongue. Good I thought if she's speaking Cebanu she must really be getting in the mood. "Tell me what you want" I teased her. "Ihatag sa Ako-a ang imong Otin akong Bana" I smiled even bigger now and said "In English please" She looked up at me and said "Give me your cock husband." "Not yet babe I want you to try something new." As I spoke I reached down and picked up the vibrator that was on the floor She looked at it and said "I'll try any thing you want if you stop teasing me and touch my pussy for me." As she said this I slid my left hand across her breasts this time making sure that my hands brushed her nipples she stiffened up so hard as I massaged her nipples that I was afraid that she might cum right there but after a few seconds she relaxed and spread her legs a wide as she could get them. I just looked at her pussy for a while, as I have said before it the most beautiful one that I've ever seen with full dark lips on her vulva and a dark pink interior and unlike some other women hers has a small pink clit that makes up for being small by being very sensitive, the hood of her clit just barely covers all but the end of the clit which adds to the neat appearance. Also her inner lips are small and don't protrude from her vulva giving her the appearance of a young girl if it weren't for her pubic hair. A small whine that sounded kind of like "please" broke my reverie I took the vibrator and turned it on a low setting and placed it in the tub next to her so she would know that it was there and so it would warm up to the same temp as the hot water. As it was warming I began to gently trace my finger up and down her slit while at the same time softly pinching her nipples which were so engorged they were actually getting darker than they normally are, while she thrashed around in the tub I took my hand away from her quivering pussy and picked the vibrator out of the water, I flicked it to a low setting and placed it at the base of her throat. I traced it down her body starting at her breasts and going down very slowly as I did this with my right she grabbed my left hand and placed the first two fingers in her mouth while she sucked and worked my fingers showing me what was in store for my throbbing cock in just a short while, as the vibrator traced its way down her belly I could feel her stomach muscles contract and ripple from the sensation, when I finally got to her dark pubic hair I retrieved my left hand and used it to spread the lips of her pussy and then traced the head of the vibrator up and down each side of her clit without actually touching it as I sensed that as aroused as she was that she would cum instantly if I hit her clit directly. So instead I sent the vibrator on its way down past the opening of her pussy to slightly tickle her tight little sphincter to which she responded by saying "Not there please in my pussy I need it so bad, I'm about to scream." "Don't worry babe I know that you don't want it there I'm just teasing you a little." Now this vibrator was 8 inches long but only about 5 inches of it can be inserted as it has a 3" diameter base that rubs the pussy while the 1 1/2" shaft goes inside and the end is turned up so it will hit the G spot, normally I have to use lots of lube to get it in her as she has never lost that tight as a virgin feel from the very first time that I popped her Cherrie. But this time she was so hot and the bath oils had made her so slippery that it went inside with one smooth thrust when it bottomed out she let out a small squeal and clamped her legs around the toy and my hand so hard that it hurt. After the first mini gasm as I call them she spread her legs and started to rub her clit so fast that her small hand was a blur with out letting go of the toy with my right I grabbed her hand and said "Stop, let this build up I'm going to give you a G spot orgasm babe so don't touch your clit." She looked up at me and started wordlessly thrusting her hips up at me while she griped the sides up the tub so hard I thought she might crack the tub. As I used her own thrusting to set the rhythm of my hand I also started to turn the vibrator up until I had it on high She started to wail and moan so loud I could no longer hear Barry and the sight of her in the tub, her dark skin soapy and glistening her nipples proud and erect her long black hair floating around her caressing her body in ways that I've only dreamed about and the bright red vibrator buried in her pussy as far as would go was nearly enough to send me over the edge. Another nice thing about this vibrator is that the base is covered in small rubber bumps so that when she clamps down on it her own thighs hold it in place so I let go for a moment and pulled my pants down to free my erection that was by now even thicker that I can remember it ever being and that's quite a bit as I may only be 7" long but its almost 2"thick and the head of my cock is what is referred to as bulbous. The minute that I had my dick out I reached back into the water and grabbed the base of the vibrator and began to work it and out of her soapy pussy suddenly she looked up and said "Stop!" I froze "What's wrong Ligaya?" She said "I have to pee." I said "That's ok it means that I'm hitting your Gspot more than ever before, and that if you have to pee go ahead its fine." "I cant pee with the vibrator in side me and its driving me nuts ,I cant take it any more!" she wailed at me. As she said this I started thrusting back into her with the vibrator. She once again started to rub her clit and I had to take her hand away from her quivering pussy. As I did this She started cussing me in Cebanu using words that I had never heard before and that she refused to tell me what they meant after wards, soon she began to wail at the top of her voice and stiffened so hard that she raised out of the tub and I had to hold her so her head so it wouldn't go under and as soon as she cleared the water with her ass she screamed "DONT STOP MY GOD MARK DONT STOP I'M CUMMING!" And with that she shuddered all over and collapsed back into the tub, with that I thought that she was done but as soon as she was in the tub she cried out again and started to rub her pussy with her wet hand as I reached for her hand she looked in my eyes and without saying any thing told me to just watch. So I let go of the vibrator and sat back as my hand left the toy she grabbed it with her other hand and started to work it not in and out as I had been but turning the vibrator back and forth so that the tip was swirling around in her pussy, as I watched I started to stroke my own throbbing member after what seemed just a few seconds she seemed to clench her whole body and once again raised out of the water. This time as she cleared the water she jerked the vibrator out of her pussy and started to spray a clear liquid from her cunt ,I had heard about female ejaculation but here it was spraying out of my wife. It stopped as quick as it had started just a quick spray but enough to make me want to bury my face in her pussy and see what it tasted like as her pussy tastes as good as it looks on a normal day. I leaned in to kiss her and to try to get her out of the tub before the precious nectar was washed away, but as I kissed her she started to push me back. I thought that maybe she needed air but as soon as I leaned back she pushed me so hard that I slipped and fell on the floor on my back. As I lay there and looked at her she crawled out of the tub and lay on the floor between my legs, without saying a word she crammed my cock in her mouth as far as it would go which is about 1/4 the way before she pulled back up and pushed it further down her throat till I felt her fighting the gag reflex the next time she pulled up she softly licked down my shaft till she got to my balls and began flicking her tongue over them. "Baby I'm going to cum" I groaned. She looked up at me and said "Do it in my pussy." So she rolled over to her back and spread herself. I got my knees and positioned myself at her entrance but before I thrust into her I lowered my head and licked at her dripping snatch. She pulled back saying " I cant take that I'm to tender." I looked at her and without saying a word, instead I just put my head back between her thighs and started to lick the soapy wetness that was there, quickly working back up to her pussy this time she just closed her eyes and let me taste her. It was salty and sweet at the same time I've never tasted any thing like it before and was surprised that her normally mild flavor was so strong that it was like eating a whole new pussy. I couldn't wait any longer though as my cock was still begging for release. So I raised up and positioned my self at her entrance as I thrust in to her I felt the velvet walls of tight pussy pull at me and knew that I couldn't stop so I pulled back and when her swollen Gspot rubbed the head of my dick I convulsed back into her with a cry, and came like I'd never cum before. I could feel my cum shoot into her waiting pussy as she held me to her tightly, after the first jet I was surprised to feel another jet of cum inter her then another, usually after the first major jet I'll just dribble a few drops of cum, but feeling her pussy milk me was driving my nuts into over drive. After I came back to my self I noticed that she was crying softly I tried to pull out but she wrapped her legs around me and wouldn't let go so I asked her what was wrong and did I hurt her? "My god Hun I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you I wont ever do this again." "Shut up Mark you didn't hurt me I'm crying coz I never felt that way before and I'm so happy. And you had better do this again or I'll hurt you, you stupid wonderful man." "The End...?" The Bath As the girl eases the hair up into a soaked mass, she leans forward against the tub, its warmth pressed against the beast's bara, fingers easing down onto the nape of his neck and seeking out the tension there. Her fingers slick with the oil slide over muscles already heated by the waters, seeking to undo knots only stress and a battle against the discomfort of the broken limb can cause. A slight toss of a golden head throws the piggy tails off the beast's shoulders, keeping them from being within her way, from sticking to her moistened skin. She shivered lightly. Sudsy digits sliding further into his shoulders, rolling the corded muscles there backward, feeling them move and resist in their knots, working them out patiently, focused upon that pressure, thumbs roll the tension away drawn up by fingertips, slowly methodical, and working gently, easing over the curve of shoulder, pressure less acute in the left shoulder while the right keeps its same touch as before, skirting the pain of the broken limb, letting it soak, while the girl turned instead and made work of the opposite arm. She crawls around the bathtub her body serving his pleasure as she slips around the side of the tub, keeping high upon her knees, the weight distributed lightly as fingers drew up a soap and began to apply it to the right limb, careful to work the soapy oil deep into the skins tissues, fingers working their way deep, the skin warm under the massage, she shivered lightly working her way to the wrist and later the roughened fingertips, taking special care with Your palm, turning it skyward, thumbs working slow circles as the beast watches the movements and the slick of oil slide down over digits, a slight shiver as hazels draw murkier beneath their pale fringed guards, at last lowering the limb back to the waters. Her fingers releasing him she leaned back once more applying the oils to her hands, and with a hesitant upward glance beneath her lashes, she leaned over the tub's side and began to apply it to his throat and right plane of chest, fingertips drawing the oil deeper into the skin once more, working in slow circles, another slight toss of head keeping the tendrils from her spine, their touch tickling the heated and steam moistened flesh, guiding the oils down to the ribcage, feeling the roll of pressure in his torso as he breathes. His heartbeat as her fingers roam close, pausing there for seconds to feel it vibrate through the sensitive digits, reveling in the sensation, before continuing as before working down to the water's level before ending that flow and rinsing her hands, seeking out the cloth left upon the furs and moistening it to start to ease the suds from his previously worked flesh. She began rinsing the skin that was worked before, it now gleamed in the low light from its attention, she worked her way around to the injured limb, a more tentative care given, not using her fingertips but the light kiss of the sudsy towel. Letting it drift lightly in a kissing sensation over the sore flesh, shivering lightly as hazel orbs flicker toward his face to ensure she does not pain him. Her fingertips ease the cloth back over that pained flesh, seeking down to the palm as she had done before, extra shown to its care not to jar it over much and in its movement to keep it slow, and restricted, shivers as the wince ripples across Your features, a sweat dotting the brow, a thickened swallow as that limb too is eased once more back to the waters to soak within its comforting heat. The girl eased down to the foot of the tub, lifting the tattooed limb from the waters and began to apply the soapy oils into the roughened skin, feeling the callous built of long worn boots, a slight slip of a smile rippling over the lips as fingers brush the instep with a deliberate lightness, a quick glance under lashes, proving the impish movement, before settling into seriousness, rubbing the thumbs with a pressure up the slope of the instep, feeling the measure of the pressures held captive within the muscles, feeling their care or their neglect through the careful practiced rolls of thumb and the pressure along the heels of her palms as she eases the tension from the limbs. Her talented fingers move along his toes her fingers curled within, easing the tension upward and outward, keeping her gaze upon the foot before her, working steadily toward the heel and then the ankle, the skin softened by the oils, shining with its touch of suds, her movements were slow but deliberate, occasionally tossing her head to keep the golden spraying thigh kissing tresses from clinging to her heated skin, chewing her lower lip from habit, concentrating. She continues her task as she eases down his calf, the distance causing the girl to stand, rippling muscles following the demanded movement upon the beast's skin as she rose, working to the knee, a shiver passing along the skin as she swallowed thickly. Letting the limb be released and adverting her gaze to release a breath, and then moving around the opposite side of tub, a crimson flush in her chest and throat. She moves around to the other foot and repeats the gesture, breath coming slightly faster, shivering slightly, and moving once more in the same manner, rubbing the toes, the instep, the heel, toward the ankle. She works at keeping eyes cast purposely upon the fingertips and nothing other, though her reflection remained in the sudsy waters just below her sight should she cared to drop the hazel gaze but an inch, her lip remained between the teeth and steadily she worked. Her awareness that she was his property and performing with absolute beauty prickling in goose bumps at the continued sight felt upon her heated skin only gathering the color and letting it rush down the limbs. Her breath slightly faster at the scrutiny. To the knee once more the female worked, once reaching releasing the limb and letting it seep deep. A shiver passing along the female as the brow knits hearing the grunt, freezing in position, glancing up from under the lashes and clasping the cloth and knotting fingers within it as the gaze droops again, a breath perhaps thrice. Then as the girl oiled it taking a breath, she glanced upward again, throat constricted in a swallow as a small voice broke the silence. "Did Master wish to... soak then?" "After a relaxing feeling like that I would assuredly pass out and drown." The girl released a pent up breath. "Is Master ready for a towel then?" "Yes girl a towel it is" Her muscles relax quickly, the tension held and anxiety remaining quickly released as she quickly scurried to get that remaining towel, quickly hurrying back upon knees and offering it up, keeping hazel orbs fastened upon the floor alone, not allowing the gaze to rise even as the water seems to pool at his feet. "You may dry girl." She hadn't seen the wink but the words brought a new stiffening to the girl, a tension rippling down her spine as she swallowed thickly and rose, muscles rising, flowing, golden tendrils tossed off her shoulders, and fingers curling tighter in the towel as she eases it up to his shoulders, starting there. Her lashes closing over murky orbs, the breath rapid as the droplets are felt of his wet mane spilling over forearms, breath drawn through clenched teeth as they damp is eased from his shoulder blades and the curve of his spine. Feeling the pressure of the muscles rippling below, a droplet kissed the bara of the beast and a breath is quickly inhaled. Her fingers drawing more pressure along the flow of his hip, the beast's presence at his back, drawing the towel down to the ankles at last... "Well done girl." The girl grinned to herself but kept her body knelt, head down, relief flowing through the senses at a His pleasure, the blush still fierce upon her features, she just swallowed thickly and spoke a husky voice "Yes Master, may I kennel?" "You may girl." Her body shivered and the girl quickly rose, taking a free robe from the door and offering it opened to him, eyes downcast. "Yes Master." The girl then turned with a snap of hip that needed no encouragement, fleeing to her kennel with all possible speed to hopefully dream of something besides warm beaded torturous moisture and all the sinful decadence that came with it. The Bath You walk into the room, the first thing you notice is that the lights are down, and there are candles lit all over. Soft music is playing in the back ground and the scent of sensual jasmine is floating through the air. In your mind you think, what is this, where is she, what has this amazing woman got planned? Your eyes find the first one, lying on the table beside the flickering candle, a note. "Hi Baby, long day? Tired? Let me help. Sit down, enjoy your meal, relax, sip the wine, and let the music and food soothe your nerves." You notice the shadows flickering on the walls, the flames dancing together like bodies reaching toward each other. You sit down to a carefully prepared meal, all your favorites, she knows, better than anyone. Everything you taste is perfect; the flavors blend on your tongue as the smells delight your senses. The wine is chilled, and flows over your taste buds tantalizing your throat. And there beside your plate is the second one. You unfold the note and as you lift it to read you catch a scent. Her cologne, the sexy one, the one she wears only for you. The one she wears when she wants to tease your senses, send messages to your mind, body and soul. "Nice isn't it Baby, our scent, the one that makes you long to see me, I'm here waiting for you, longing to touch your wonderful face, and run my fingers over your lips. Follow the candles darling, I will find you." You stand, bringing the note to your face to breathe in the scent of her again, oh how wonderful, your breath catches in your throat as you wonder at the night she has planned. Your woman is exotic, thrilling, wonderful, this woman that sends your senses reeling. You turn and look at the candles glowing everywhere, tables, covered with dancing light. Your eyes fall to the hall way, the trail of candles lead you to the door of the bath. It stands ajar only a little. Steam seems to be coming from the room; you push open the door and walk into a haven. There on the counter you see more candles and another note. "Take off your clothes, let them fall to the floor, step into the heat waiting for you in the tub, lean back and relax and let the mood take you. Close your eyes and I will be there soon." You lean back into the tub and let the water surround you, warmth, silk touching your skin. Your eyes close to the bliss you feel waiting for you. A few moments pass and then you can feel her, she has walked into the room. Her cologne, the scent tantalizing your senses, you feel her presence, and your body responds, your heart quickens, your breath releases as if you were holding it in. A sigh escapes your lips. You open your eyes and there she is, your woman, standing over you, eyes searching your face, she runs her tongue across her lips as if to say, I long to kiss you. You notice the negligee; it floats around her, black, satin, glowing in the candle light. She steps closer to the tub and reaches out her hand to touch your cheek. The satin swirls around her legs as she moves toward you in the tub. You can see the desire in her face, her eyes are shining, her lips moist. A slight smile plays around the lips that you know so well. Sensuality rolls off her skin as it gleams in the candlelight, and she knows it. She walks to you with the grace of a lioness, surveying her prey. Beads of moisture run down your face, and it isn't from the heat of the water. She reaches up and runs her fingers down the path the water droplets traveled, slowly tracing your lips. A will of their own, your lips kiss her fingertips as they move lightly across your mouth. A soft, gentle sigh escapes her throat, and she smiles down at you. You long for her, but know that you have to wait, she is in charge of your every thought tonight, and the play must progress at her leisure. Slowly she kneels beside the tub and looks you directly in the eyes. There seems to be a glow coming from those beautiful eyes, they are alive in her face, expressions you are so fond of seeing. Slowly she picks up a cloth and dips it beneath the still hot water, raising her hand and letting the water drip from the cloth, she reaches toward your shoulders. You close your eyes to feel the sensations she is arousing in you. Gently she smoothes the cloth around your shoulders, letting the warmth coming from her hand, touch and wash away the tiredness of the day. You can hear her breathing, feel the breaths touching your skin as she moves closer to you. She pulls the cloth away and soaps it, you can smell the soap and her, in your minds eye you can see her watching you. She rubs the cloth over your shoulders again, around your neck; you can feel the soap, slippery on your skin. Slowly, with great deliberation, she slides the cloth over your chest, making circles there. She leans close to you and whispers, "Let me wash your back Baby, lean forward a little for me." You can deny her nothing so you do as she asks, leaning forward in the tub to give her access to your back. You are expecting the cloth so when she uses her hands your body shivers from the touch. Slow, soft, firm circles, backward and forward across your shoulder blades and back, she explores your back. Leaning closer to you with each touch, her hands seem to be everywhere and no where at the same time. Sighs are coming rapidly from you. Her touch is knowing and mysterious. Her nails scrape lightly across your back sending delicious shivers through your body. She dips a hand beneath the water and touches your buttocks, this woman knows you, she knows what you feel, what you think, what you need. Her hands roam up again to the back of your neck, caressing your muscles. She is easing the stress from you. She runs her fingers through your hair and your breath comes faster and faster. Quietly she leans back and looks at you, "Darling, open your eyes." You do, and as you look at her she stands. Her hands reach for the ties of the satin confection she is wearing and slowly pulls them loose. Lowering her arms she lets it fall to the floor in a puddle at her feet. Your eyes go dark as you look at her, standing there for your eyes in her full glory. Moving towards you she slips a foot into the tub and you move forward to let her in. She lowers her body behind you and you can feel all there is of her as she settles in the water. She pulls your body back into hers and you lean gently towards her open arms. She encircles you with those arms and you feel her finger tips resting lightly on your chest. Her hands begin to move once more, tracing your warm, wet skin with tenderness and longing. Yes you can tell she longs for you, she wants to feel your touch also, but she wants in her own way and time. Your woman wants to relax you, and tempt and tease you and in her own time she will give into her own needs. She leans towards you and kisses the back of your neck sending delicious shivers across your skin. You feel her teeth nibble gently at the nape of your neck, while her hands explore your chest, and come to rest lightly at your sensitive nipples. Lightly she touches them, slowly, circling the tips. Tracing the outline of your tight little nipple nubs. The torture is exquisite, painfully exciting your entire body. It is all you can do to restrain your own hands, you want to touch her, and you want to feel her soft, silky skin under your knowing hands. You want to kiss this wonderfully sexy woman, taste her, and feel her move beneath your tongue. Your mind is alive with desire for her, yet you wait. Her mouth touches your ear, her lips hot and alive. She nibbles and whispers softly, "Do you want me? Do you need me? Shall I stop?" You lean more back into her arms; you can feel her breasts upon your back, her nipples pushing into your skin. "Yes, yes I want you, and need you, please don't stop" Her hands dip beneath the water once again to touch your legs. Wandering over the muscles there, touching, teasing, and taking your body farther into the depths of passion. Now you can feel her hands at your waist, back and forth, up and down, they seem to be searching, searching. Your body tenses with the desire she is provoking. This temptation is almost too great to bear, almost painful. An exquisite torture, your back firmly pressed against her body, you can feel the outline of her softness against the hard muscle of your own. You are not sure how much longer you can hold back your desire to touch her. Firmly yet gently her hands move to your belly, making those wonderful little circles on your skin, dipping just low enough to tease, and drawing back before she reaches your firm desire for her. Her fingers are just touching the line of sexy hair surrounding your length. You moan in the back of your throat waiting with all the patience you possess. How much longer? She presses her body even more firmly into your back and you feel the scrape of her hard nipples. She moves behind you massaging you with her body, letting you feel the wonder of the strength she possesses. Her hands are on your legs again, kneading, touching, and teasing. Slowly she reaches for you, her hand circles your erection and your breath catches in your lungs. You are wet from the water, and it feels like silk, soft, smooth, hot silk. Your body tenses with the anticipation of her touch. Your mind thinks, is this heaven? Her touch is firm, slowly manipulating your hard, throbbing dick. Her hand moves with you as you push yourself into her grasp. She circles the head with magic fingers, making you pray for release and at the same time pray for this to never end. You can feel her other hand work lower towards your tense, waiting balls. Her touch is light there, feathery, tickling the sensitive skin with her fingertips. Your body is on fire for this woman and you want her, all of her, everything she has to offer and receive. You're dizzy with expectation and desire. Your woman knows how to please you, more than any other woman alive. Her mouth is once again at your ear and as she fondles you, her own breath is shallow and excited. You understand her wish to please you, because it is your own wish also. Your bodies are playgrounds that will always need exploring and the game will never end. Her tongue flicks over your ear and shivers run through your tortured body. Slowly you feel her hands move up your skin to your shoulders, and using you to balance her she raises from behind you. You turn your head to look at her, your eyes lazy with lust and longing. She sits on the edge of the tub and leans in to kiss you. Her lips are warm and inviting and her own eyes are glazed by passion. Reaching to you she takes your hands and pulls your wet body to her. Her arms circle you and once again her lips are at your ear. She whispers softly, "Stand up for me, I want to see you." Slowly you rise out of the water to stand before her seeking eyes; she looks up and down your body with appreciation for the glorious beauty she sees there. Your arms are at your sides longing to pull her to you, but practicing the patience you have learned over the years, you wait. She looks up at you and smiles as her hands once again reach out to touch you. Starting with your calves she works her magic on your body. Up and down her questing hands find all the spots on you that make you tingle with desire. Leaning into you with that wonderfully seductive smile on her lips she kisses your belly first. Light little flicks of her tongue teasing the already heated skin. Her lips are warm her tongue hot on your over sensitive skin. Watching your face she moves slowly, toward your swollen erection. A wicked gleam of pure sexuality in her eyes, you watch as those lips that can say such beautiful words move toward you. She flicks out her tongue to lightly lick the tip of your dick. You suck in your breath at this contact your body feels like it is on fire. Drawing you into her mouth, you can feel the pressure as she surrounds your erection. She watches you, never taking her glorious eyes off of your face. Her hands are on your legs, touching, scraping, feeling your muscles tighten as you watch her mouth. She moves slowly, never allowing her hold on you to loosen. Hot, wet, tight, her mouth devours you. You lean slightly back and place your arms against the wall to give her unrestricted access to consume you. She's in no rush; she wants no resistance left in your body. Her mouth pulls you in deeper, close to the back of her throat and you can feel her wet tongue move as she applies just enough suction with her mouth. You feel her move, forward and back, gliding on you. Wet silk, gliding over your tortured flesh you feel her hand find you and move in time with her mouth and your body trembles with anticipation. Lowering her hand she fondles your balls, with gentle knowing fingers she traces the skin that constricts at her touch. You do not know how much longer you can stand this, your body cries for release from this torment. What a pleasurable torment it is. Your woman knows she is aware of all that pleases you and has no inhibitions. She will go to the ends of the earth and take your body with her as she keeps time with the rhythm of your heartbeat. Your lady looks up at you and can see how close you are to exploding. She can feel it in the tense, taut muscles of your legs. Your hands are fisted against the wall trying to help support your trembling legs, as she sucks and fondles you. You can feel the water cooling around your feet and your body shivers as her hands move to your butt and she pulls your groin closer to her mouth. She is devouring you and you are too weak to protest. Squeezing her hands she forces your engorged erection deeper into her mouth and you can feel the light scrape of teeth at the base. You can feel the tide begin as she greedily takes you deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat. At the exact instant your body realizes she pulls slightly back and applies strong pressure to the head of your dick. And she takes you, all of you, Feasting on you as if she is starving. The explosion racks your balls as you empty into her mouth. She moves with you as your back slumps to the wall of the tub, rising she wraps her arms around you to help steady the trembling in your legs. For the moment you are sated. The Bath I arrive home before you on a cold Friday night, after having driven home through a torrential downpour. As I'm waiting for you, I think about what a long, hard week you must have had, teaching your classes and I begin to think about ways that I could help you relax. I call my girlfriend Kathy to tell her that I won't be able to make our "girls-night-out" date and then I go into the bedroom to change my clothes. I remove the grey dress and jacket that I wore for my curriculum meeting this afternoon, hanging it carefully in the closet. I slip out of my black suede pumps with a sigh of relief, massaging the balls of my feet. I remove my white slip, bra and panties and put on an outfit that I know you like: a forest green silk tunic with tiny silver buttons and matching wide-leg paisley print pants. Underneath, I have on deep red lace bikini panties and a matching lace bra with a front clasp. As I think about you, and how we haven't had time to make love this week, I begin idly running my fingers down the deep cleavage of my top and stroke my nipples through the soft fabric with my palms, feeling them start to harden. As I hear you pull into the drive, I take my hands away, leaving the hard buds of my nipples pointing through the silk of my blouse. I search through the closet for my black slippers and head toward the living room to greet you. When you walk in, I notice that you are wet through. You sigh and say, "God, what a week," but as you see me, you smile. "Hi, honey, this is a wonderful surprise," you say and ask about my day. I tell you not to worry about me. I remove your soaking wet coat and tell you that I want to help you relax tonight and forget your long tiring week. "And how will you do that, little hussy?" you ask, pulling me close to you and giving me a long, soft kiss, your hands running over my silk-clad body. "Oh, you feel soooo good," you say, burying your face in my hair and breathing in the scent of my perfume. "First you need a hot bath", I say, taking your hand and leading you toward the bathroom. I turn on the taps of the big old-fashioned tub and pour in some sandalwood oil. Soon, a cloud of scented steam fills the air. As the tub is filling, I return to you and begin to remove your clothes, carefully unfastening your tie, unbuttoning your shirt, running my soft palms over your chest as I push the shirt back over your shoulders. I kneel down to untie your shoes and pull them off, also removing your socks and rubbing your chilled feet. While I am at your feet, I reach up to unzip your pants and begin to slide them down your legs, pulling them slowly over your muscular thighs and calves. As I stand up to put your clothes over a chair, you reach out to trace my breast with your fingers through the silk blouse and I freeze, feeling my nipple begin to harden again. You slide your hands down to my waist and pull me close to you, moving up to cup my breasts in your warm strong hands. Although I don't want to discourage you, I remind you that the water will soon be overflowing. Reluctantly, your hands move away from my body and you look into my eyes, the intensity of yours makes me gasp as you smile and say, "Later we will finish this" Smiling back, I ask, "Are you ready for your bath?" You stand up and say "Oh yes, baby, I'm ready for you", smiling around the words. I stand back as you slide into the hot, steaming tub, admiring your large, strong body, your muscular thighs and buttocks, thinking of how I want to make love to you right now and how much you always try to please me. You sigh with pleasure as you sink into the steaming water. Looking into your eyes, I say, "I think I'll have to remove these clothes. You know how water ruins silk," and begin to unbutton my blouse, feeling your eyes burning into me as I slip it back over my shoulders and you see the cleavage exposed by the open front of my dark red lace bra. I untie the drawstring of my silk pants and allow them to fall to the floor next to my blouse, giving you an enticing view of my breasts as I bend down to pick up my clothes. I then move toward the tub, picking up a large, soft sponge from the cabinet and dip it into the warm scented water. I pick up a bar of almond-scented soap and rub it over the sponge until I have a thick creamy lather. Kneeling down by the side of the tub, I lean over and begin soaping your chest and arms, rubbing firmly in a circular motion, enjoying the sensual feel of my hands gliding over your shoulders and neck and then back down to your chest. I ask you to lift your legs out of the water and I wash each one individually, slowly moving up your thigh but stopping as I get near your crotch. I spend several minutes soaping and rinsing each foot, scrubbing carefully between your toes. "Lean forward, honey," I say, reaching further over to scrub your back with the sponge, incidentally giving you a wonderful view down the front of my bra. My breasts begin to bounce and sway with the exertion of scrubbing your back and as I sit back on my heels, I see your eyes glued to my damp, heaving chest. I rummage under the sink for an old porcelain pitcher and pour water over your hair as you lean back. I squeeze shampoo into my hand and rub it between my palms and then through your hair, using my strong supple fingers to massage your head and scalp, sliding my fingers around your ears and down the back of your neck, then rinse it with the pitcher. "Almost done" I say, "except for one area," and I smile wickedly at you as I reach for the sponge and rub more soap into it. "Yes, I think you have forgotten something," you reply, looking lustfully into my eyes. I start sponging between your thighs, beginning above your knee and moving slowly upward, feeling your legs move apart as I near your groin. I look down and see your cock, hard and strong, only an inch away from my hand. I gently but firmly grasp it with the sponge and begin soaping it. I hear you groan, thrusting your cock further into the sponge and into my hand as I wash you thoroughly. After a few seconds, I feel your warm wet hand on my back, moving up toward my neck, stroking the nape and giving me a shivery feeling deep in my stomach. "Out you come", I say, standing up and reaching for a big soft towel. As you stand up, I see your cock standing straight out, looking so delicious. You step out of the tub and I begin to dry you, starting with your head and moving downward and toweling briskly. I kneel down to dry your feet and legs, sliding the towel up between your thighs, wiping around your ass in a firm circular motion. After you are dry, I lead you to the bedroom, telling you to sit down on the edge of the bed. I remove one of the down pillows from the bed and place it on the floor at your feet. Looking into your eyes, I sink down to my knees on the pillow, sliding my hands between your thighs and pulling your legs wide apart. I begin to rub my head over your lower body, letting my straight silky red hair slide over your thighs and stomach. I lean forward and rub my hair over your cock, gently stroking it with the silky strands. "Oh, sweetie," you groan, "that feels so good." I bring my head up and begin licking your stomach with my warm wet tongue, softly nibbling around your navel and down to your hips. My soft, warm hands slide up your thighs, running my fingertips lightly over your pubic hair, your balls and over your big, erect cock. I lightly grasp you, feeling you throb in my palm and guide you toward my waiting mouth. My tongue flicks over the head of your cock, licking your delicious pre-cum, sliding down the shaft and tracing the throbbing veins with the tip of my tongue. Moving back to the head, I wet my full red lips and slide them around the head, mushing it between my lips and kissing it softly. "Please.... oh, honey," you moan, sliding your hands through my hair. I obey your plea and open my lips, sliding them slowly over the head and sucking gently as my hand grasps the swollen shaft in my soft palm, gently but firmly stroking up and down. "Yes, that's it," you gasp, moving your legs even further apart. I take advantage of this and slide my other hand down to cup your warm, soft balls, squeezing them gently as I take more of your cock into my mouth. I feel you begin to thrust gently into my warm, wet mouth and I slide my mouth down all the way, feeling your pubic hair brush my nose. I smell the strong masculine scent of your arousal, making me quiver, feeling my juices start to flow. I slide my hands down your back and under your ass, squeezing your ass cheeks and pulling you even further into my mouth as I nurse on your cock. You taste so wonderful and I want to make you come but I hear you say, "Baby... I want you to take me... please honey." So I slowly slide my warm lips from your cock. I wait for you to lie down lengthwise on the bed and then I kneel over you, my wet pussy inches from your cock. I kiss you on the lips, softly and then with increasing pressure, sliding the tip of my tongue into your mouth, licking the inside of your lips, then the outside, licking your cheekbones and your earlobes. As I am leaning over you, your hand slides to the front of my bra and unclasps it, releasing my full, firm breasts. I slide them over your chest, feeling the hair on your chest against my erect nipples. I move down to rub them lightly across your cock, rubbing my nipples over the hard velvety head. "Take me, baby" you beg and then, looking down into your eyes, I lower my hot, wet pussy onto your cock, feeling the big warm head part my lips, squeezing it gently as I sink onto it. "Oh" I moan... " it feels so good....but I want it all," and I quickly push down onto your cock, taking it deep within me. Neither of us can wait any longer and we begin moving together furiously, you thrusting up as I slam down onto your pulsing rod, squeezing and clamping you tight within me. I feel your hands sliding over my breasts, cupping them in your palms and pinching my nipples. Then you take one hand and move it to my pussy, stroking my clit with your fingers and driving me to the edge. "Oh honey, come with me" I whisper in your ear, grinding down onto your cock. "I'm almost there but I need to hear you come," I say breathlessly, groaning with the need to feel your hot load inside me. "Yes, baby... oh, yes.... here I come," you say and you thrust deeply upward into me, moaning and calling my name. As I hear you come, I feel my orgasm overtake me, my legs begin to quiver and I fall back onto your cock, feeling it so deep inside me. Shaking and groaning with fulfillment, I collapse onto your chest, feeling your chest hairs tickling my chin as we slowly recover. I feel your arms encircle me, pulling me even closer against you and I hear your heart beat begin to slow down as you relax. I feel my own breathing begin to return to normal. After a few minutes, you pull me down next to you and snuggle up to my ass, your warm breath on the back of my neck, your arms under my breasts and your thigh thrown over my leg, holding me tightly to you. I smile when I think that I might have gone to a movie and missed all of this. It may just turn out to be a memorable weekend! The Bath This story is pure fiction. I hadn't had sex since my husband Ray had left more than four years ago. Strange as it sounds, the thing that finally brought my celibacy to an end was my son breaking his leg. Since no one else lived with him, so I decided to move him back home where I could take better care of him. Mike was 20 and a natural athlete. whatever sport was in season, he played. He was good at all of them and great at some. It was at a baseball game where an inexperienced player slid into second base, spiking Mike's left leg and breaking it. There was knee damage as well, so Mike was now laid up with a cast almost hip to heel. And I was forced to care for him, enjoying being needed by my increasingly independent son. Mike and I had always been close. He wasn't a mama's boy by any means, but was sweet and very sensitive, especially after his dad moved out. Mike was sixteen at the time and the two of us gave each other much needed comfort and support then. I remember the first night when Ray left, Mike heard me crying in bed and crawled in with me, talking to me, stroking my hair and finally falling asleep beside me. After that, without either of us saying anything about it, he would sleep in my bed every night. Sometimes we'd talk, sometimes not--but I was happy to have another person in the bed next to me. I slept naked--had done so since I was a teenager--but Mike didn't think much about it. Mike saw me naked often when he was growing up but seemed to not even notice. Ray and I were very casual about covering up around him then. But one morning, she awoke to find him sitting cross-legged on the bed near her shoulder, touching her nipple gently with one tentative finger, his face wearing that serious, inquisitive look he often saw. That night, she had him start sleeping in his own bed again. It made me sad to sleep alone, but I didn't think he should be in my bed anymore. From that day, she made a better effort to cover up, too. Although the flea market vintage kimonos she favored for around the house had a knack for gapping open at the top or falling away from her thighs, so she knew Mike still saw things from time to time. Now it was Saturday afternoon, a week after the accident that had him mostly confined to bed. He could hobble to the bathroom on his own--and refused my help to bath him, thankfully--but it still hurt to stand up for any time at all, so the rest of the time he was in bed. I had to go back to work the next Monday, guilt-ridden, but had I no choice. I left the phone by his bed and made sure there were snacks, beverages, books and the TV remote all within reach. And I came home at lunch, bringing take-out food and stories to break up his day. With time off work, things around the house were having little effect to occupy him, I was glad to be off today, to spend some time with him--I knew how bored he was. We had watched old movies together till the wee hours the night before; I sat beside him on the bed, so I could let him sleep. One afternoon, I heard the TV and brought him some lunch on a tray. As I opened his door and walked in, a wall of funk hit her. Gasping a little, I sat the tray on the bed and crossed the room and threw open the window. Mike was not the neatest kid when it came to his room, but this was different--this was body funk. "Mike, you stink, son. Bad. You need a bath." I said to him, He tapped his cast with his knuckles. "Yeah, right." "Well, you need to wash up or something." I protested, "I can barely stand up to pee, Mom. How can I stand up long enough to wash up?" he explained to me, "Well, I can't stand to smell you like this. If you can't wash yourself, I'll do it." "Mom..." he protested. "Right after you eat lunch, I mean it. Jeez!" And I waved my hand in front of my face as I walked out. Mike knew that tone--not bossy, but dead serious. There was no way around it. Sure enough, twenty minutes later I walked in carrying a basin of warm water, towels, soap and a washcloth. "Mom..." Mike tried once more, weakly. "Michael, I've bathed you many times before. I know you're an adult, and it's been a while, but you're still my little boy. Now let's just get this done. You'll feel a lot better when you're all nice and clean." I said as I placed the basin on a chair beside the bed and surveyed the scene. He was wearing only some old cotton pajama pants-- I had cut off the legs to make it easier to get them over the cast. I had Mike roll on his side and spread towels on the bed--the sheets would need changing anyway, this was just to not soak the mattress too much. Then I began. I started with his face and neck, looking at his hair for a moment, but not being ready to deal with it now. Mike had to admit--to himself, not to his mother--that the warm soapy cloth felt good. And the whole experience -- the smells, his mother's touch, even the quiet, tuneless humming I was doing now as I'd always done before -- made him remember those bath times long ago and feel very protected right now. I rinsed the cloth, wrung it out and wiped the soap from his face. Then I washed each arm in turn, holding his hand up to get all sides. He laughed a bit when she got to each armpit. Next, I helped him sit up and gave his back a good long scrub, turning the skin red with my vigorous rubbing. This felt especially good since he was spending so much time lying on his back now. While I still had him sitting up, I moved to his chest and shoulders. The muscles surprised her. I knew he played sports--a lot--and worked out with weights in the basement, but I hadn't touched him like this in a while. He really felt more like a man than a boy, or at least what I could remember a man feeling like. Suddenly I was feeling stirrings she hadn't felt in a long time, and I sternly reminded myself this was my little boy. Mike was struggling with feelings of his own now. As I washed him, my kimono gapped open, giving him an unobstructed view of my right breast, smallish and firm, the ruddy nipple hard from my own excitement (this last fact Mike didn't know). He looked away--at the TV remote on the bed, at the wooden clip clothespin holding my kimono shut (the sash was probably in the laundry somewhere)... but his eyes came back to this lovely breast before him. His mother's breast. As the washcloth brushed across his own nipples, he remembered one morning when he was nine that he'd touched that very breast--that very nipple. Finally, I laid him back down and gave his muscled but still mostly hairless torso a final wipe down. I had stopped humming some time ago now and the room was silent except for the occasional splashing of water, the rustle of my kimono against the bed. In spite of myself, I was absolutely aware of every sensation--the roughness of the cloth and Mike's muscled body through it, the slippery feel of the soap, my own hard nipples brushing against the inside of the kimono. I washed his left foot up to the cast, being careful to not get it wet. Then I started on his right leg, picking it up as I had his arms. Only it was much heavier. I rested his ankle on my shoulder and began washing, soaping first his lower leg, then his knee, then his thigh. I washed up to his cutoff pajama leg, then a little further. His toes lightly brushed against her ear. God, I was beginning to feel lightheaded. Moving his foot to the bed so his knee remained bent to keep the soap off the bed, she rinsed the cloth. Then I wiped the soap from his leg slowly, methodically, knowing what came next and not sure how I'd get through it. Still, it was what had to come next, wasn't it. Finally I lowered his leg to the bed and reached for the snap on his elastic waistband. Mike made no protest now. It all seemed so natural to him. The snap popped open in my fingers and he shifted his weight the best he could, letting me wrestle the pajama pants off him. I held them up gingerly between forefinger and thumb, saying, "I should probably just burn these." I meant it to come out like a lighthearted joke, but my voice sounded thick and a little wavery. I could feel my heart pounding in my throat. I rinsed the cloth thoroughly, then soaped it again, still not looking at him--at it. At last, there was nothing else to do, no other way to stall. I could hand him the washcloth and tell him to wash himself, but that would be admitting to him (and to myself) that there were things going on besides a mother bathing her boy. Besides, some part deep within her wanted to see it, touch it. So now I turned and looked. Looking at my son's penis. God. He really was becoming a man. There was sparse reddish hair at the base. And the penis itself was surprisingly long and, at the moment, somewhat swollen. As I looked at it, it suddenly twitched and rolled to one side, sending a shockwave through me. Was he getting excited? My god, I'd better get this done and get out of there. With my cloth-covered hand, I first washed around the base, darkening the curly pale hair with soap and water. Then I reached around under his penis, cupping his testicles gently in the warm, damp cloth. Mike's cock twitched again, bumping against my bare wrist. Another shockwave, right down to my very core. I stopped once more, rinsing and soaping the washcloth. It felt warm and wet and slippery in my hand. I imagined what it would feel like against my own inflamed pussy right now--imagined how it would feel on my son's cock (at what point, I wondered, did I start thinking of it as a cock, not a penis). I looked down to find him definitely more swollen than before. Not quite erect, but starting to stand up. At this point, there was no turning back. I wrapped the warm cloth around him and began to wash. Immediately, he grew in my hand, becoming long, hard, and erect. I turned to look at him, but his face was turned to the wall. I knew he felt humiliated now. Still stroking him (my hand seemed to move of its own accord), I spoke softly, soothingly. "I'm sorry; baby... its okay, Mikey. It's really okay." He said nothing. I rinsed the cloth one last time, then wiped the soap from his fur, his balls and finally from his still hard shaft. I couldn't help but marvel at it, stare at it. It was as long as Ray's, not as thick yet, but much harder than Ray ever was toward the end with all his drinking and other excesses. Unable to stop myself now, I had to touch it once more, without the intervening cloth--feel the flesh of my hand on the flesh of her son's hard cock. Silently asking forgiveness (from whom?), I reached out and wrapped my fingers around it. My own sex was throbbing now, so wet. Mike's cock felt so hard, yet so soft and alive in my hand. I glanced quickly his way. He was still turned toward the wall, but somehow seemed to relax a little. My thumb moved slowly up and down the underside of the shaft, then up to the head, where it found a drop of pre-cum. God. Holding him so lightly now, I began to stroke him. I managed another sideways glance and found Mike now watching my hand on his cock. No embarrassment or revulsion in his eyes, just a sense of wonder. She continued to stroke him. It had been so long, so damned long, since I had felt anything nearly this wonderful. Still, even moments ago, I couldn't have imagined I'd be doing this now. Ever. And certainly not what I did next. Leaning forward, I kissed the head of my son's cock--just a light brush of my lips, really, but enough to feel his pre-cum on my lips, tasting it with my tongue. I kissed him again, this time a series of kisses on the underside of his shaft, from the tip down to the base, ending with my lips grazing his balls. I dared not look at him now--clamped my eyes shut, in fact--but his soft moan urged me onward. Kissing my way back up his hard shaft, I slipped the head of his cock into my mouth. And I paused briefly, tasting it, savoring the clean, soapiness mingling with the taste of sex... running my tongue around its ridge, across the very tip... Then I took more of him into my mouth. And more still. And I began to suck, using my lips, my tongue... Mike moaned again, so soft--a question almost. My fingers continued to stroke him near the base, his fine hair tickling my palm. I felt hot, from my scalp to the backs of my knees. Then Mike touched me. His hand in my hair was so gentle--not like Ray's, pushing my head down on his cock. Just touching my hair, caressing it. Now I chanced a look and found him looking at me, looking into my eyes with such love. The son's love I'd seen so many times, but now something more, too. I held his gaze now as I sucked him, even more excited to have him watching me do this, take his penis into my warm, wet mouth. Mike's hand moved down the back of my neck, across my shoulder, resting there. Then his fingers reached inside the neck of the kimono, closing on the fabric, tugging at it. Taking my hand from Mike's hardness for a moment, but not my mouth, I shrugged my shoulder out of the garment, letting Mike pull it from me. The clothes pin popped loose, clattering to the floor. The kimono fell away. I was now naked. Watching him lie still, I saw his eyes move across my body, felt his eyes move over my breasts, down my back, along the curve of my hips... Even at 38, I was still lean and firm, blessed with good genes, but also just plain fit. But my hips were generous, my ass rounded. Mike's hand went to my shoulder again, and then slid slowly down her back. I swung my hips toward him, inviting his hand. It lingered on my ass, stroking the soft, smooth skin. I watched his hand move over body, sucking him more urgently, stroking his cock a little faster as my own excitement welled up within me. Mike's hand moved to the inside of my thigh now, gripping it, stroking it, moving up between my legs. He hesitated only a moment before touching my sex, cupping it in his hand. I gasped, the sound muffled by Mike's hardness in her mouth. Mike's fingers were now rubbing my outer lips, I was so incredibly wet with my own juices... rubbing, exploring... then a finger slipped inside me. Then two. Mike matched the pace of my mouth on his cock with his fingers in my pussy. Suddenly, I felt my son's cock go more rigid, becoming even longer. I soon knew that he was about to come and this knowledge pushed me closer to the edge. "M-mom?" A question blurring into a moan. And then he exploded into my mouth, filling me with hot, salty come. And I swallowed it hungrily, moaning, gasping, gulping, about to come myself. My ass moved more insistently now, pressing against Mike's fingers. He turned his hand, the fingers now side by side, approximating the thickness of a cock. I screamed as I came, his dick still in my mouth, muffling the sound. My hips rocked against his hand, and I came in waves, again and again, seemingly forever, until I finally slowed, then stopped moving. With a final long suck, I let Mike's now softening cock slip from my mouth. And his fingers slipped from my pussy. I turned to look at my son now in shy amazement. His expression mirrored mine. Then he smiled at me. I reached out to stroke his hair and smiled back. "Well," I said. But neither of us could think of anything else to say right then and there, so we left it at that. Leaning forward, I kissed his forehead, a tender, motherly gesture. Then his cheek. Then his mouth, this kiss not so motherly--then suddenly not motherly at all, mouths open, tongues exploring... THE END. The Bath "Tonight was the night," Nell thought nervously, as she unbuttoned her work blouse and unzipped her black pencil skirt, letting it slide to the bathroom floor. Looking at herself in the mirror standing in just her matching red lacy bra and panties she hoped he would like her body. She had worked out for the passed several weeks preparing for this night. As she stared at her body in the mirror her mind floated back to when they first talked. They had met in an online chat room for Doms and subs. She was new to this lifestyle but very curious. His name was Lee and he had captured her interest immediately. That first night they had talked for hours. It had started off with the typical stuff at first, what you look like, can you send me a pic, what are you into, etc. They traded pictures, both decent. It was her favorite picture of herself. It showcased her medium length dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. She was wearing her favorite yellow summer dress that showed off her legs and just the right amount of cleavage. He had loved the picture, telling her that "her 34C breasts were a perfect handful and her dress accentuated her small waist and tummy." He had thought her smile was sweet and innocent but had betted that her true nature was anything but. His picture had turned her on, even though he was fully clothed and there was nothing sexual in the picture. He exuded an air of control and strength that was very appealing to her. He was dressed casual in jeans and a black t-shirt that showed off his broad shoulders and strong arms. A set of strong arms and hands on a man was a huge turn on for Nell, and she couldn't wait to feel them around her controlling her movements, pinning her down, and touching her in ways she had only read about. But the most arresting part of him was his eyes. They were an intense blue that made her never want to look away. With his strong jaw and cheekbones, those gorgeous eyes, his dark hair, and his body, his picture made her nipples tighten up and she got goose bumps all over her imagining what he could do to her with his body. She realized she was rubbing her breasts over her bra as she was lost in thought over their first chat. She had to be careful she was told she could not cum until he told her. She unhooked her bra and slid her panties off to join the pile of clothes on the floor and stepped into the hot bubbly water in her large bathtub. Tonight would be the first night that they would be together as Master and slave, though they had met several times before. As she relaxed in the bath she looked up at the clock and smiled when she realized he would be there in just less than two hours. As she lay in the hot water she thought back to the meetings they had had before. The most they had done was heavy kissing, soft petting, and some light control to test her. She loved every moment of it. When they had gone to this nice restaurant in town a couple of weeks ago he had ordered her meal for her and sat next to her with his hand on her thigh the whole time, teasing her. He would inch it closer to her crotch then pull away, driving her mad. The only time he touched her between her legs was to check to see if she had followed his orders about not wearing panties. When he found out she obeyed he rewarded her with a bite of his cheesecake and a very intimate kiss in front of everyone as they were getting up to leave. That kiss told everyone and herself that he owned her. She had walked out of there blushing to her ears but yet wanting more. She had tried to entice him to continue on the way back to her house but he just laughed softly and shook his head as he dropped her off. They had met four other times since that time at the restaurant and he had always been just as withholding and in control. It drove her mad! The last time they met they were going out for a drive and he had told her it was time to see if she was ready to be his slave. She was ready and it took all she had not to beg him to take her right there in the car. "Nell, you will give me a key to your house and tomorrow I will come over at eight. You will be bathed and shaved clean. You will be waiting for me in the hallway on your knees, head bent, and nude. Your legs will be spread so you will be exposed to me. I will inspect you, humiliate you in the process, hurt you if you need to be punished, or just for fun. Do you want this and understand this all Nell?" "Yes Sir, I do. I will follow your orders and be waiting for you. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time Sir. I am nervous and scared, but very excited. I cannot wait to feel you inside of me, to have you touch me, and control me." He smiled at her softly and thanked her for her patience as he drove up to her house. "One more thing pet, from this point on, till tomorrow you will not pleasure yourself or cum without my presence. Is that clear?" "Yes Sir, very clear, I will not pleasure myself. I will wait for you." He kissed her passionately goodbye, letting his tongue explore her mouth while he grabbed her breast roughly. He walked her up to her door swatted her ass on her front porch in broad daylight and walked back to his car smiling to himself, knowing she was blushing again. Thinking about his command not to pleasure herself brought her back to the present and she realized she was fingering her pussy. Even in the hot water she could feel how wet and hot she was. She looked at the clock again and realized she had just over an hour before he came over. She knew she shouldn't but she was so nervous and touching herself relieved a bit of pent up energy. Nell continued fingering her pussy, sliding two fingers deep inside her, closing her eyes, enjoying the sensations that were spreading over her flat tummy and shaved pussy. She was so lost in her pleasure she didn't notice that Lee was standing in the doorway watching her, scowling. "Well this is not a good way to start now is it slut?" Lee demanded softly. Nell about jumped out of the bath. She screamed in surprise sloshing water all over the floor. "God dammit you scared the shit out of me!" "You are early!" She yelled at him, still a bit in shock. But quickly regretting her words and her actions knowing she had been caught. "Oh God, Sir, I'm so sorry! You surprised me and I forgot myself! I was so nervous about tonight, and I was thinking about all the times we were together, and I needed to relieve myself a little. I know you said I wasn't allowed, but I wasn't even thinking Sir, I'm so sorry!" "Shut up!" He interrupted her ramble. "It does not matter how nervous you were. You did not need to touch yourself, you wanted to, and by doing that you disobeyed me. It is okay though, you will learn your lessons on what happens to little sluts who disobey their Masters from the get go." He strolled over to the side of the tub and removed his black shoes and socks, and took off his blue shirt. He looked so powerful and masculine standing over her in just his dark jeans, she thought. "Since you can't seem to follow the simple order of bathing yourself I will do it for you. Sit up straight, Nell." She sat up, scared and excited at the same time. She wanted to beg forgiveness but knew talking right now was probably not a good idea. She yelped as he grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her hair back. He kissed her mouth brutally. He used his teeth to bite her lips, and his tongue to gag her. It was a punishing and bruising kiss. He let go of her hair to fill his hand with shampoo and began to scrub her hair roughly. His nails scratching her head and his fingers pulling on her hair, she whimpered in pain. "Please Sir, you are hurting me, I'm sorry!" "I will hurt you if I want, Nell," he whispered in her ear, "You know what to say if you want me to stop. Just remember if you say your safe word we stop everything for tonight and you have to wait until I'm ready to try you out again." She closed her eyes in resignation and tried to focus on the pleasure that was sure to come later. Shampoo was running down her face and in her eyes and he dumped cups of water over her head, making her gasp for air and sputter out water. "Now lay down my slut, legs bent and spread." She hesitated only a minute but it was enough for him to push her back and slap her thighs apart. She was beat red with humiliation. She was completely exposed and it made her cunt so wet. Her rock hard nipples gave away her pleasure at his treatment of her and he laughed at her and gave her wet pussy one hard slap. She squealed but kept her position. "Now since you were too busy disobeying my rules to wash yourself properly," Lee said, "I will have to finish washing you myself." He lathered up some soap on a washcloth and started washing her face. He rubbed the rough washcloth slowly over her eyes and down her cheeks, giving them a few good slaps with the wet cloth. He grabbed her ears one at a time and pulled and scrubbed them clean as well. "Let's see if your face is clean now." he said as he bent down to her. He ran his tongue behind her left ear giving her the shivers all over. He kissed and licked all over her ear, nape, cheeks, and mouth. She was squirming in the tub, wanting to feel him kiss her all over her body. He suddenly pulled away and stood back up. He unzipped his jeans and took his pants and boxers off and tossed them on the other side of the bathroom. He was hard and she stared at him with wanting. He climbed in the tub with her straddling her waist on his knees. Lee took the bottle of body wash and held it high above her breasts and squirted the cold gel over her nipples, breasts, and tummy. She didn't know it was possible but her nipples got even bigger and tighter. She reached her hands up to touch his hard cock but he slapped them away. "No, no my naughty slut, my cock is for your mouth later, and if you are a good girl then maybe your ass." With the wash cloth he began his rough assault again on her torso. He pinched her nipples hard; pulling and pinching till they were red and swollen. He leaned over and bit her right tit. He bit till he heard her scream and he had left an imprint of his teeth. "Feel like disobeying my rules now whore?" Lee asked. "Maybe Sir," Nell saucily replied. He slapped her tits hard for that remark but laughed at the same time. "You are very naughty indeed and could use a good hard beating I think." "Whatever you think is best Sir." "Throw one leg over the tub, Nell. Spread yourself wide for me. Let me see your dirty little cunt." She did as she was told, shivering out of both embarrassment and because the water was losing its heat. Lee sat back against the tub for a moment and just started at her cunt. He didn't say anything at first; just examined her. She tried to shift a bit under his stare but he held her hips tight with his hands. After a good five minutes of him scrutinizing her he suddenly shoved 2 large fingers up her wet cunt. She was ready for him and he knew it. She moaned in pleasure and he slapped her thigh. "This is not for pleasure yet slut!" "You are still being punished!" "I'm so sorry Sir, it's just that you feel so good, and I want you so bad!" Nell whined. "Soon enough Nell." He whispered. He took the wash cloth and started rubbing her pussy with it. It felt like he was going to rub her raw. He pinched her clit with cloth till she screamed again, and then decided she needed to be cleaned inside as well. He wrapped the cloth around one of his fingers and started fucking her cunt with it. Like the slut she was becoming she was moving her hips against his fingers trying to get more. He slowly started to push the whole cloth up inside of her. She felt full but he kept shoving it deep inside her cunt till it all but disappeared. "Now you keep that inside of you baby girl, you hear?" "Yes Sir, "she moaned. He stood up and got out of the tub and found another washcloth. He soaked it with soap and water and helped her out of the tub as well. "Nell, I need you to get on the floor on your knees with your stomach hanging over the tub, so you are half in and half out." She did as she was told, shaking now from the cold and nerves. She was clenching her pussy tight, not wanting to let the cloth start to slip out. With her bent over the tub and her ass sticking out for him to see he spread her ass cheeks and washed them thoroughly. He even slipped the cloth in her ass rimming her with his finger making sure she was all clean. This was the ultimate humiliation for her, being degraded and bathed like this. She loved every minute of it. As she was trying to control her moans of pleasure she felt the wet rag being slapped against her ass, hard. She cried out in surprised pain as he slapped her ass again and again with the wet cloth. He would wind it up and fling her ass with it like high school boys do to each other in the locker room. She could feel the welts rising on her butt and it felt like it was on fire. He didn't let up for at least five minutes of non stop slapping. She was crying at this point and begging him to stop. He was enjoying watching her ass jiggle with each slap and her tits bounce as she wiggled in pain. Finally Lee stopped and leaned over her bent wet body. "Are you sorry my dear?" "Yes, Sir. I'm very sorry Sir. I'll listen to you from now on. I promise Sir." Nell cried. "Good girl. Now stay just like that." He stepped into the tub and walked in front of her with his cock hanging in front of her face. "Now suck it slut!" She ran her tongue from the base to the tip of his long hard cock. She took him all in her mouth and sucked hard on him; running her tongue all around him. He started to fuck her mouth hard, shoving his cock down her throat. She choked a few times and had spit running down her chin. He grabbed her hair and fucked her mouth even harder; forcing his cock so deep that her nose was pressed against his stomach and she could barely breathe. He finally pulled out of her mouth and gave her a reprieve. He pulled the cloth out of her pussy to have a flood of her pussy juices run down her thighs. "You enjoy this, don't you Nell?" "Yes Sir, I do." He walked back around to her ass and rubbed his wet cock all over her ass. "I told you that if you were a good girl I would fuck your ass, and I think that you have done very well for your first punishment, Nell. " "Finger your pussy with as many fingers as you can fit inside while I fuck your pretty ass baby doll." Nell worked four fingers into her tight pussy. Fucking herself deep as she felt his cock push against her anus. She felt him enter her slowly and it took all she had not to cum right then. He pushed all of his cock inside her ass and began to fuck her gently this time; letting her have her pleasure. "When I tell you to come, Nell, I want you to come." "Yes Sir, thank you Sir." He could feel her muscles tightening and knew she was losing her control. "Now Nell, cum NOW!" With that command, she came hard. Her pussy muscles clamping around her fingers and her whole body shaking with her orgasm. He suddenly pulled out of her ass and stepped in front of her again. He shoved his cock in her mouth making her clean it off from her ass. She was disgusted but still turned on by such a lewd act. She sucked him off, tasting her ass on him, making herself cum again. "Climb back in the tub and lie on your back slut!" He commanded. She did as she was told just as he sprayed her face, tits, and stomach with his cum. He leaned down kissed her mouth and whispered in her ear, "such a good little cum slut." With that he got out leaving her on the tub floor exhausted, and turned on the cold shower. "Now finish washing yourself like you were told and then join me in the bedroom, slut." She lied there shivering from the cold water, shaking from her orgasms, and blissfully happy, hardly able to wait to see what was coming next. The Bath Dinner was over, the table cleared, dishes were done and I was bushed from a rough day at the shop. The wife was headed for the love seat to curl up in front of the TV for whatever that night's viewing was on as is our usual routine and all I wanted was to soak my ole' bod and relax. I own an auto shop and it was one of those days where nothing went right. If it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have had any at all today. "I'd had a rough day at the shop, sweetheart and think I'll go upstairs and take a nice long soak, if that's okay," I informed her. "Anything I can do to help, honey," she offered. "Ah, thanks just the same doll, but I think a good ole' soaking will do me just fine," I replied. "Just need to soak my parts for a while." I was sitting in the tub, a tub of bubbles to relax after the day. Yea, I know bubbles aren't really a macho thing, but they help to hold the heat in.... and ... well, I like the bubbles. What can I say? My wife came up and saw me soaking, knowing how tired I was and offered again if she could do anything to help. "Ah thanks, honey. Just want to soak. But thanks for the thought. I won't be long," "Let me get you a glass of wine and you soak as long as you want, dear," she offered. " No need, but thanks anyway. I'll be fine." "I'll just get you that glass of wine and see if I can make you feel a little better." As she turned away, she lit some candles and turned out the light then put on some soft music and left the room saying, "There, that will help you relax some". She knows I really enjoy a hot soak in a dim room. It takes your mind away and lets you relax easier. The music was a nice touch though. I expected that she'd return with the wine and offer to scrub my back or rub my feet or something like that. She's always sweet that that way. Well she did return. And she did have a glass of wine. Two glasses as a matter of fact. And wearing nothing at all. She stepped out of the darkness of the next room and stood in the doorway holding those two glasses. I couldn't do anything but sit there with my jaw hanging open and staring at those two glasses. Well ... I may have copped a glance at something else, too but those two glasses shimmering in the candlelight, told me that I don't think I'm going to get my feet rubbed, or my back either for that fact. Not quite what I had in mind, but this could be relaxing, too. She climbed in facing me, handing me my glass saying, "Hold this for me, honey". Just as I took it from her, her empty hand reached under the water just that quick and grabbed my dick and then said, "And I'll just hold this for a while." No doubt what she had on her mind. And I liked it. Our sex life has always been rich in that way, full of spontaneity. I took a drink of the wine, really more like a huge gulp that I choked on, because when I was about to swallow it when she gave my dick a big squeeze and hard jerk. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. Something wrong with the wine? Is it too cold?" she said with a coy smile. We talked some small talk, the usual, 'what did you do today, dear' stuff. She kept the conversation directed that way, the whole time as she was holding back that coy smile and under the cover of the water, was slowly long stroking me with one hell of a grip. Talk about not concentrating on the conversation, she had my piston stroking up and down and running on both cylinders in short time. Every time my eyes started to cross and I'd start to moan, she'd snap back with a, "What's matter honey? Is the water too hot, or getting too cold? I can make it hotter if you'd like?" Yea, Right!!! "Uh ... No... No it's not too hot, dear. Not too hot at all as a matter of fact..." She cut me off and said, "Then it must be too cold." She had her back to the faucet, so she had to rise up to turn around to reach the faucet and when did she stuck that firm little soapy tush in my face. "Here, let me see if I can heat it up some, darling." She does have a way to always make life fun that way. As she turned facing the knobs, I realized that it wasn't the hot water knob she planned on heating things up with. She reached between her legs and grabbed my dick, leaned back and sank down all the way on it resting her weight on my lap and gave it a little sideways grind just for jollies. "There now. Doesn't that feel better? It's not too hot is it, Sweetheart? I wouldn't want it to get too hot." "Uh, No.... It .. uhhhh ...not at all. As a matter of fact it feels just ..." She cut me off again and started slowly pumping me up and down with just the motions of her ass. "There now. Is that getting it any hotter, baby? You'll let me know if it gets too hot, won't you, Sweetheart?" I'm about to loose my mind about this time and something else as well. So I felt I needed to get in the game a bit. "Sweetheart, let me see if I can adjust the heat for you, just little." I leaned forward, reached around and when straight for clit. No doubt about it being plenty wet with all of that hot soapy water. "Here honey. I think this is more like it. What do you think?" as I held her and started stroking her little love button under the water. "Is it starting to heat for you? You don't need to get cold either." Then she just seemed to go limp, closed her eyes and say, "Ohh Yeahhhh .... That's good. That's good. Just like that. That's ......." This time I cut her off and started pumping my hips into her as I kept giving her motor the ole jump-start. After a few minutes of that she leaned forward a little and reached down and grabbed both of my soapy balls and gave them a good squeeze and holding that pressure said, "Just wanted to check the temperature real quick, dear. Won't take me but just a minute." She leaned forward a little more, breaking my hold on her clit and started grinding her pussy into my dick with a deep stirring circular motion and really got aggressive pulling and tugging at my balls, squeezing it out of them. "Yea...That's more like it. It's getting there now, Hun. I can tell. It's just about where it needs to be." All I could do was groan and brace myself putting my hands on her pumping hips. "Theeerrre we go," she bragged with a giggle as I groaned and emptied my balls deep inside her. " Yeeeeaaaa ... That's what I was looking for. That was it. Just needed to tweak the temperature a bit more, but that did it. Now wasn't that relaxing, sweetheart? I know how much you enjoy soaking in a nice hot tub. You did enjoy the soak didn't you, dear?" Of course, reciprocation was in order once we got in bed, but that's another story. The Bath The Bath "You can breathe, when I let you" Was the last sentence he whispered into her ear before he pushed her head down beneath the surface of the bathtub. Silently she kept her eyes open, blinking a few times to adjust to the liquid vision and above her, he became distorted. He positioned his hand to grip around the rope collar around her throat; preventing her from wriggling up but also constricting around her neck. He watched her in the tub, watched her skin slowly change colour from both the tight rope bound around her torso, around her legs, leaving her vulnerable. Shortly, her eyes squinted shut against the water, perhaps stinging or perhaps concentrating on the gradual build up of pressure in her lungs. He pulled her up with a slosh, wrenching her against the back of the tub, just enough so her face was free. She sucked in a gasp of air and opened her eyes, her uncertainty and what to expect very clear. He simply smiled, and pushed her back down beneath. In his free hand he held a cane, she watched his distorted body move it over to her feet, tightly tied and pulled up to her belly in a way that left them exposed. *crack* She began to struggle, unable to scream, unable breath. *crack* Again now he struck, finding the soft instep of her sole, an angry welt burning to the surface. A mass of bubbles exploded beneath the water followed by a garbled scream. He hoisted her up and let her breath, shaking his head with a sigh. "No screaming the next time, as I won't pull you up to suck in that delicious air your going to need by wasting it" Even as she was nodding in reply, he pushed her back down with barely enough time to draw in breath. He, quicker now; struck the cane against her wet feet, over her shins in quick succession, not giving the pain enough time to register before striking again. Silently she thrashed as her lungs burned, her eyes squinted tightly beneath the surface of the chilly water. He paused at the time, taking the time to draw in her heaving breath as she struggling for breath, how each time she arched her chest up, the wet rope tightened around her pale skin. Her eyes flung open, pleading upwards as she writhed and her toes banged against the wall of the tub as her desperation grew very real. She was panicked. Wrenching yet up, her breath sucked through her wet lips and she choked, spluttering and hot tears started to trickle out of her eyes, blending into the water clinging to her red face. He waited for her to compose herself and leaned downwards, his warm mouth a contrast to her cold lips. He whispered her name quietly and despite the pain and trembling coursing through her body, those cold lips curled up in a smile beneath his own. His hand stroked the top of her head and she sucked in a deep breath, a glint of determination sparking in her eyes as she looked back up at him. "Good girl, suffer for me" he drawled softly and slowly pushed her down once more. He didn't attack her this time, he simply watched her, the way her bound breasts quivered beneath the water, how her hard nipples almost broke the surface. He pulled his hand away and stood up straight while she watched him. He pointed a finger downwards to indicate for her to stay down and her feet jerked in response. She expelled the air from her lungs purposefully to weight her body further least she bob to the surface. He smiled, though she probably did not see, and he unbuckled his wet jeans, slid them down to his ankles and pulled free his cock to fist over her while she could only watch. While in reality only but 40 seconds had passed, but for her, it felt like eternity and soon once more she began to fight for the right to breath. She struggled to lift her head, and fear ignited her body in a rush. Her shoulders and bound arms strained against the rope as she tried to lift her head clear of the water. He watched, calmly, his hand speeding up along the shaft, encouraging her to hurry up. Again she struggled beneath the water and for a split second her face broke free but she slipped and her mouth wrenched open in a silent airless scream. Time was against her now and her face showed the physical stress of her ordeal. She twisted to the side and rolled herself over, ignoring the bite of rope against her shins, and finally heaved herself upwards. Sobbing, she drew in breath with desperation as he reached out with his free hand and gripped into her hair, wordlessly twisting her around to face him pulled her violently toward his cock, thrusting himself into her throat, guiding her back and forth by the strong relentless grip in her drenched hair. Releasing her hair, he only replaced it to furl around her throat rope and he pulled her head backwards and to the side. Mucus spilled out of her mouth in a retch and briefly hung on her chin before sliding down her throat and further to her breasts in a slithery trail. Open palmed he struck against her cheek, the impact all the worse against wet cold skin. Her hooded eyes opened to reveal unshed tears and uncertainty. She flinched and he softly laughed; his amusement muffled to her ringing ears as his hand drew back, his knuckles backhanding the other side of her face. He released his hold on the rope and cupped her livid cheek, imprinted by his recent caress and ran his fingertips along the potential bruising. She whimpered against his touch and pressed herself into his palm, grateful for the soft contact, grateful for reasons she didn't know how to express except by moving her mouth to kiss his fingertips. Stepping out of his pants, he bent to hoist her body out of the bath, tugging mercilessly against the rope as support least she slip from his grip. As best she could, she curled into the warmth of his body and groaned with need, the earlier abuse igniting passion rather than diminishing it in any shape. "Please" She whispered into his chest as he carried her out of the room and dropped her on the bed. "Please what?" he replied, moving to get a pair of shears. "Please fuck me" She closed her eyes as she spoke, she hated begging and he knew it. He traced the metal against her skin and cut away the saturated rope. "Hmm?" he replied, punctuating his words by lingering over her nipples, watching her shiver this time with desire rather than anything else. "Why should I grant you such a demanding request?" His tone was low and teasing, continuing to cut away the binds that he had placed less than gently earlier. "Because I need you to" The Bath The day was drawing to a close like so many others before, it was a long day full of an endless array of daunting tasks, fixing other's broken junk, and waiting for the clock hands to hit the sweet spot that says, "it's time to go home". With much anticipation, it was time to pack up what little energy he had left and get the fuck out of dodge before something else came up to interfere with the one thing that had been on his mind all evening, relaxing. The drive home was more of the same; same route, same boring shit, just a different day. The car came to a rather abrupt stop as he pulled into the parking spot in front of the house. Pulling the keys from his pocket felt as though he were trying to solve a Rubik's cube, as he fumbled to unlock the door to the house. Just another reason he couldn't get to relaxing fast enough. First, a stop by the fridge to acquire that liquid gold bottled drink that comforted and calmed him so many times before. Once the first drop hit his lips he knew, he had arrived! Ahhhhh, now time to soak... Turning the knobs on to the tub he noticed a buzzing sound coming from the top of his dresser in the bedroom. "Maybe it was the girl he just met last week at his friend's house" he thought to himself. Sprinting to the phone as if participating in a football pro day drill, his anticipation turned to excitement. It was her! His face began to tingle and become flush as if all the blood were rushing to the outer parts of his face. The text read "just got finished working out, been thinking about you lately". Another text followed immediately after the first: "what are you doing"? Since he expected a lengthy conversation what better place to do that than the soothing warmth of the bath that had finished filling the tub. He placed the phone beside the tub, removed his shirt and wife beater, and slid out of his jeans and boxers. Down in the tub he went and all of the days problems seemed to wash immediately away. He grabbed the phone and texted her back; "relaxing in the bath, I was excited to hear from you", he typed. No sooner had he sent the text there was a reply, "A long soak sounds really nice after the workout I had". Feeling a bit aroused, maybe from the warmth of the water or the thousands of thoughts going through his head, he replied; "Wish you were here". A statement that felt a bit forward, considering he had only met her the week before. A few minutes had passed and she replied; "Me too". He put his head back on the tub and closed his eyes and began to daydream about what it would be like if in fact she were there right at that moment. The sound of the front door opening, sent chills down his spine. He had dozed off in the tub and in his rush to get a beer from the fridge, upon arriving home, had either left the door unlocked or open. The stairs creaked one-by-one as the adrenaline and excitement built. "Who's there"? He asked. "This better not be a joke"! He exclaimed. He could hear the footsteps getting closer to the bathroom and with each step he felt as though his heart was going to beat right out of his chest. "WHO'S THERE..." He began to scream as the door swung open and to his absolute disbelief it was her! Standing in the door to the bathroom... She was wearing a pair of grey luon running shorts that clung to every inch of her legs and hips, a grey matching sports bra which did very little to hide what was beneath, and her hair was pulled up in a ponytail. He couldn't say a word. Even if he could, what could he say? As if they both understood each other from the deep intimate eye contact, she said nothing. She slowly let her hair down and began to slide off her running shorts. His eyes were fixed, he didn't breathe, he didn't think, nor did he even blink. Her shorts slid to the ground giving him the first view of her tan toned body, and no sooner had they made their way down, a hot aroused flush brought something of his up. Her hips were so smooth, so soft looking and were complimented by her long sexy legs. He was unable to move, so intensely focused that no perception, outside of the the lock his eyes had on her body, would even register. She crossed her arms and with one swift uplifting pull, removed the sport bra to reveal her beautiful breasts. The sun was starting to set and the evening light cast warm tones and soft light across the room as well as her body. Mesmerized by her beauty he sat, taking in as much as he could, because this was something he never wanted to forget. With two gliding steps she had made her way to the tub, and finally in! She slowly leaned back until she was firmly rested against his chest. His body tingled and his skin felt almost electrified by the touch of her skin against his. She raised her arms and reached back to grab the back of his head, turned her head until her lips were in his sight, and moved slowly toward him. With his hands he supported her under her triceps and moved towards her as well. In a moment of pure bliss their lips touched and every ounce of blood in his body rushed towards them. He couldn't kiss her enough, not passionate enough, deep enough, wet enough, lovingly enough for the urges that were almost boiling over within his body. He remembered feeling the connection as though every ounce of her heart and soul were at the the very tip of her lips. So passionate... So intimate... He was no longer able to control the urges that his hands felt to touch and caress every inch of her body. It was amazing how smooth her skin felt as he slid his hands down her sides across the edges of her breasts and upon her nipples. As soon as his hands cupped and massaged against her breasts her back arched and goose bumps crept across her body. He was drawn to the slender lines and shadows cast through the window to her neck. His lips massaged her neck with each slow and determined touch. Her eyes were closed... His eyes were closed... Ecstasy had engulfed and consumed their body and minds. She released one of her hands from the back of his head and reached lower into the tub. The soft skin on the tip of his swollen penis glided carefully through the palm of her hands. She followed down every inch until none was left untouched. He bit his lip and writhed against her as the pleasure fled toward his firmness. His hands were frantic as if searching for something that was lost. Finally he lowered his right hand down across the outer part of her thigh and carefully guided it toward the inside. The smooth silky touch of her vagina against his fingertips and palm brought a gasp that sounds as though she had inhaled as much air as possible only to let it back out in a shuttering release. Her hand began to move faster up and down against his length right to the brim and back down again. The bath water splashed and made many wakes as their bodies displaced it with their movements. His other hand slid across her stomach, up her chest and against her neck as he began to feel her with his other hand. The soft exterior gave way to an almost satin skin that lie between. He could feel her heartbeat throbbing at the tip of his fingers as he passed them up and down across the satin skin hidden shallowly between. With slow, gentle, careful strokes he slid his finger deeper into her. As if marching to a drummer they unknowingly matched each other's rhythm until even the water in the tub submitted to them. Minutes flew by until little light, other than that of the moon, could be seen across their glistening skin. With a quick turn she spun towards him and began to kiss him deeper, harder, and longer. He remembered thinking how he wished he could stay trapped in this moment forever. If this were a dream, he thought, then never let me wake. Finally the moment had arrived. All the urges, passion, love, lust, and all others came to fruition when the two of them became one. The satin feel of her slid across the tip and down the length until no more could be given. He swelled with excitement filling her with every inch. Deep slow motion met with long kissing and the feeling of his hands massaging her breasts. He wanted her so bad... She wanted him so bad... Even though they were entangled together they wanted more. Even more... He couldn't touch enough of her, he couldn't go deep enough, hard enough. The movements began to get faster until the silence was broken by the sounds of pure ecstasy. Each time he went into her she shuddered and moaned. He began to breathe harder and harder as the tip began to feel as though it would explode. With his hands on the firmness of her ass, they continued... At points lifting her up and down, wrapping his arms tightly around her so that so much of his skin was softly against her. Each downward motion flooded his body, to the tips of his toes, with such powerful surges of arousal. Their motion caused her breasts to bounce slightly, drawing his attention to them. Delicately he kissed and licked her neck, down toward her breast, and around her breast taking and teasing them with his tongue. He could feel her throbbing against him. He could feel the wetness as their bodies continued to shift and sway. The faster they went the more they both began to stir. Moans became louder, breathing became harder, until the room was filled with an assortment of sounds. They both quickly raised from their seated position in the tub until she had her hands on the wall near the window and her feet still in the tub. Her upper body arched downward with her ass slightly more elevated than her head. The position gave him a view of those long legs, her sexy hips, and the alluring small of her back. He placed his hands lower on her hips and guided them up her outer thigh until he reached the upper part of her waist. By this time the blinds on the window were completely open and the neighborhood was lit by the moon. The ambiance of soft pale blue lunar light danced across their bodies through the window, highlighting their skin like the shimmer of a glassy lake. Gently he positioned his self and carefully inserted himself into her. The position of her body allowed him to explore all of her with his hands. He reached around her sides, down her inner thigh until he could feel her throbbing at the tips of his fingers. Her excitement began to crescendo as he firmly moved and gyrated himself into her. The brim of his penis had swollen to full extent as it passed through the silkiness of her vagina. She thrust back against him causing him to rush closer and closer to climax. Just the view of ass moving into him, compounded the sexual urges and desires he had for her. She felt so good... Smelled so desirable... He wanted to climax in her so bad... He wanted her to climax over and over. His mind raced as he explored her body with every inch of himself. Her nipples passed in and out of his hands and between his fingers as they pushed against one another faster at times, and slower at others. Leaning forward towards her he grasp the side of her face and pulled it towards him. Passionately kissing her, massaging her tongue with his as they continued to fill one another. Quickly, without any thought he removed himself from her and spun her around. He positioned her ass on the window seal and supported her ass and legs with his upper arm and hands. He kissed her from her lips, down her neck and across her breasts. Stopping long enough to take her breasts into his mouth, and continuing down toward her navel. The passing of his mouth across her body sent shocks all throughout her body. He began to tease her inner thigh with his lips, kissing close to the edges of her smooth inner warmth. She grabbed his hair with both hands and began to scoot herself toward his face. Finally, as if time stood still, her nerves heightened with the sensitivity of his caressing touch, he took her into his mouth. His lips gently kissed the soft outer areas as his tongue parted them, finding its way to the inner area of her pulsing vagina. His tongue moved skillfully across, up and down her, entering her and stimulating her to the brink. He wanted every inch of her body, her soul, herself in him. The more passionately he massage her, tasted her, and yearned for more of her; his hands grasped the sides of her ass even tighter. With a final passing of his tongue across her, her legs began to quiver, her back arched backwards against the window, and she pulled his headed deeper into her. She moaned with a final release! Her body quivered with orgasm as he pleasured her softly, determinedly, and lovingly. The sounds of her fulfillment almost caused him to come right then and there. As if so in tune with her body... One orgasm lead to another until she let out a long breath; a release that was brought about only by complete fulfillment. Releasing her hands from his head, she grabbed him and made him stand. She knelt down and placed her hands around his shaft and began to kiss up and down the length of him. She massaged the edge of it with her tongue not staying in one spot for too long. She could feel him swelling and pulsating between her hands as she moved them up and down him. Taking him into her mouth she could feel the excitement building throughout him. Her lips passed across the tip and down the shaft quickly then slowly. She moved it in and out of her mouth and massed every inch with her tongue. With her right hand she began to pass her fingers through herself. The touch of her fingers and the taste and feel of him in her, caused her passion to boil over. She passionately moaned with him in her and began to stroke him longer and deeper. With one final passing he began to moan louder and harder, his hips began to writhe towards her until she began to orgasm. The sound of her ecstasy was too much for him. He pulled himself from her and began to orgasm. The release of his come across her chest and onto her breasts, over and over he came until his body shook and slumped down towards her. They both collapsed into each other arms, holding each other tightly. Without a second thought he wrapped her in his arms and carried her moon kissed body to the bed. They laid there not saying a word, for words would do nothing to add to the pleasure that their bodies had expressed. Feeling a satisfaction that cannot be described through words or song, they fell asleep in each other's arms. The Bath She stood gazing out the window, bored and horny. It was Saturday night and no date as usual. But she knew that was no ones fault but her own. Since the breakup with her long time boyfriend, she just hadn't felt like getting into the dating game, after all, it had been years since she had dated anyone and she just wasn't sure she was up to it right at the moment. Robin was an attractive woman, at thirty-six she still wore her blonde hair long and kept her body in good shape. Her 36B breasts were firm and lovely with their dark pink nipples. She worked outdoors in her yard a lot and her stomach was taunt and flat. Robin had heard many times that her ass was her best feature. She always joked saying it was her "best asset." She was a mere five feet tall and had tiny feet and hands. In fact, she wore a child's size 2 1/2 shoe, which she hated. Robin was what was considered to be petite and a lot of men liked that. Robin dreaded the 'dating game' but she craved sex if she didn't get it on a regular basis. One thing was for certain, she wouldn't go looking for someone just to fuck. Turning away from the window, she sighed. 'A long soak in the tub would relax me' she thought as she headed towards the bathroom connected to her bedroom. She turned the water on in the spacious tub and stood there for a moment before deciding to add a perfumed skin softener to the steamy water filling the tub. She attached a small 'tub spa' to the side of the bath tub as a last minute thought before removing her clothing and stepping into the water. She had put her hair up in a pony-tail to keep it out of the perfumed water. Now she lay back and sighed again at the wonderful feeling of the water's warmth as it covered her body. She reached over and flicked the switch to the on position on the tub spa and felt the jet kick in...the water from it rushed out and around her as she lay back. The whirling water caressed her body gently. One of her hands moved to a breast, cupping it for a moment and then pinching the nipple between her thumb and finger, causing it to grow hard. The spa had several settings and as this was her first time using it, she wasn't sure which was best. Robin twisted her body towards the spa to adjust the setting and felt the water from the jet rush against her pussy, causing her to gasp. It felt good, no...it felt great! She lifted her hips slightly beneath the water and turned her body more towards the jet and again the water rushed towards her pussy, parting the lips and moving against her clit, which made her moan softly as it sent a thrill through her. Before she had gotten into the tub, she had lit several scented candles, now she lay in the candlelit bath, being pleasured by a tub spa's jet! She giggled at that thought and turned the dial on the spa one notch...the water picked up in intensity as it rushed out and against her clit. The water was moving with a lot of force as it rushed against her snatch. Lifting one leg, she opened herself even more and felt the water push deeper into her pussy, making her pump her hips towards the watery penetration. The feeling was like nothing she had ever experienced before. One hand stroked her breasts...pinching her nipples as her hips moved slowly underwater. She turned onto her side and rested her foot on the edge of the tub, leaving her pussy wide open to the pounding water fucking it. Robin reached over to flick the switch up one more notch. The little spa went into overdrive. The water was pounding itself into her open snatch and against her clit with force. Her hips pumped back and forth, faster as the water worked its magic. Her eyes were half closed and her lips parted. She was making little moaning sounds as her hips thrust against the water jet fucking her pussy. Using one hand to balance in the water, she reached around behind herself and slowly inserted a finger into her asshole. "Oooooooh...mmmmmm..aaaaah.." she moaned and knew she would come soon if she didn't stop now. But "what the hell...just another form of masturbation" she thought as her hips continued to buck and thrust against the jets spray. The force of the water against her clit was delicious. Her body jerked with the orgasm that washed over her in wave after wave of pure pleasure until she was spent. It seemed to go on and on as her body made waves in the bathtub, splashing water over the side as the orgasm took control. When it finally ended, Robin lay back in the warm water, breathing hard for a few more minutes, her body limp and relaxed, her eyes closed. When she finally opened her eyes...she thought "Now that proves sex isn't dirty" and laughed out loud. Robin knew it wouldn't be the last time she used the little spa. The Bath Sounds of soft sensual music float in the warm, humid air. The ebb and flow as timeless as the tides as her head moves almost in rhythm with the beat. her lips circling His slick, hot member as she takes Him in, her tongue flitting around on her backstroke, till again she opens wide as she slides His smoothness in, her teeth sometimes lightly dragging on Him but His firm grip on her head speaks to her when she goes too far. Bare knees spread on the floor between His open legs, back far enough that without His arms holding her head she would fall forward onto His cock. her hands are bound to her legs at each thigh. His breathing now noticed as He crushes her short auburn hair with both hands as He guides her head, her body is off balance so that her stroke is timed by the pistons of His arms. He takes in her face as she sucks His cock, what beauty this is as her full lips swallow Him. The sensation so warm and so soothing that He struggles to keep His cool, His first load of hot cum already in her belly but He has not allowed her to stop. He could do this all night He imagines as she travels the fleshy road. After He has temporarily satisfied His desire for her mouth He allows her to slip off, bring your knees closer now, His words tell her and she shuffles nearer till she can kneel unsupported. Now lick My balls, whore, His words soft but powerful. With a skillful tongue she licks His balls, carefully not missing a spot, repeating her circuit till His hand pulls up her head. you suck Me well, whore, He says. her smile proudly spreads across her face, as He hugs her close with His legs. Now He moves and she kneels backward on her knees as He rises to His feet, with a turn He reaches for His slave, pulling her to her feet. Come whore, I am not done with you. He loosens her wrists tied to each thigh and brings them behind her back, bound wrist over wrist. Master is tired and needs rest, gently pushing her to the floor He kneels her by a chair. Place your head on the chair , turn where you can see me in My chair, He says. Now wait as you are till I call for you whore, and He turned and left the room. her happy mood lasted for a while but now she just waits. Muscles and bones speaking to her, rest they say but she knows better. Master has placed her here for that is where He wants her. she pushes these thoughts away and she waits for the will of her Master. No sound has come to her and time passes. She can see no clock from here and she is not sure if that is a blessing or not. Time means nothing to her, Master has placed her here, the aching bones, the sore muscles, her need to pee all wait for His word. Sounds from the next room startle her, her sore back has sagged and she struggles to correct her position, this is right isn't it she asks herself. After a time of burning pain He finally enters the room. He surveys her position carefully and she tenses hoping she has made no mistake. You must be stiff, My whore, He says and bends to take her arm. He steadies her as she comes to her feet, cramping muscles scream, her voice soft as she asks Master, may I pee? With a gentle laugh He leads her into the bathroom and watches as she settles on the toilet. Slave He asks, do you thirst? yes Master, i thirst for you always, her reply. With a smile He says, I will bring you water to drink. Run water for us to bathe now. Splashing water filling the tub as He returns with water for her throat. He strips His clothes and enters the tub. Drink your water and come in, He says. her feet enter the rising water and she kneels in front of His seated frame. With soap and sponge she bathes Him, carefully cleaning His body. The warm water on her legs and hands as she dips the sponge feels splendid. she washes His back and rinses the warmth down His back. The shampoo works in His short hair and she works it into His close cut salt and pepper beard. Careful rinsing streams over His head and she wipes His eyes clear. Needing Him to stand she kneels as she washes His feet and legs, up His thighs and carefully cleaning His cock. When she has washed Him she prepares to move away when His hand is on her shoulder. Master, may I suck , she asks quizzically? No My pet and He kneels facing her. With the sponge and soap He caresses her entire body as He cleans His slave. His soapy hand on her breasts ignites fire within her, hands working her legs with no spot missed. The warm sponge stroking her cunt kindles new fire till she she gasps, a little laugh from His lips meets hers. Now clean but still soapy He rises to His feet pulling her up. The shower water splashes over their bodies as they share the pleasure of the moment. Stepping onto the damp floor they towel each other dry. her cunt does not seem to want to dry. With a grab of her wrist He leads her to the bedroom and pushes her to the bed. He kisses her as they fall together back onto the mattress. Pull your nipples, He tells her. her hands work on each breast as He spreads her legs and folds her knees up. her pussy now opens to Him as His hands open her more. With His fingers and tongue He works her pinkness. Licking and nibbling on her clit brings moans and He allows her this. His pause puzzles her but she continues to work her hard nipples. The feel of cool metal on her skin nearly causes her to cum as He strokes her. With careful hands He places it on her clit. My pet, He says, this jewelry looks good on you. The metal circled and gripped her swollen clit, the two small jewels dangled free. Pet, I like this look on you, I may pierce you and place a ring here. He said, your pussy pleasures Me so as He kissed her clit causing another shudder in her. Moving up her now He guided His rising cock into her. Withdrawing He plays with the dangling jewels with it's tip. her moans guiding Him, He slid into this warm, wonderful place. Strokes increasing in pace now as her breathing increases. Fingers of one hand cross her breast and find her mouth, entering to eager sucking as He pounds into her. Building, building He works, His breath now hard as He pushes one leg up high on her chest to access her cunt more as He drives into her. Shudders rattle through her as she cums. Juices on His cock, He strokes. He doesn't now how many times she cums for they seem to merge together till finally His fountain spews. Exhausted now He falls on her, cock still in her pussy. He rolls to His side and pulls her with Him. His still hard cock slips out as He rolls to His back, He guides her on top of Him. Now ride Me bitch. He says and she slides her smoothest skin over His cock, her shudders speak of further orgasms till He can take no more. As she slides off Him, her words, Master, thank you softly in His ear. Pulling her close they enjoy each others bodies, their warmth shared and He thinks life is good... The Bath I come home from a long day, only wanting to see My dear slave and have a hot bath. I called My slave from the office telling her to have one prepared for when I walk in the door. Walking in the door she is crawling on hands and knees to greet Me. "Mistress i have done as you told me too, the bath is ready, i just finished it, shall i undress you?" I study her, My heart fills with pride that she is learning to anticipate what I want. "Yes dear, you may." she crawls towards me and stops at My feet. Lifting My foot she takes of one blue high heel shoe and then the other. I move forward so she can go behind Me to take off My skirt. Slowly she unzips Me, pulling out My blouse and gently pulling My skirt down to My ankles. I step out of the skirt and gently kick it aside. she stands to unbutton My blouse and throw it to the side. She kneels again to undo My garter belt, then rolling down My stockings. I smile down at her and reach back to undo My bra and let her take of My panties. "thank you My dear, now to the bath room" "Yes Mistress." Walking behind her I watch as her little tight behind moves and think about how it feels when I spank it and how it looks when it is red and glowing after a good spanking. As I walk into the bathroom I feel the steam on My face and body. I step into the bath and let the hot water swirl around Me. As I sink further in to My tub I tell My slave to get in behind Me and take down My hair. "would You like me to brush it out Mistress?" "mmmm yes please My dear" I lean forward to let My naked slave into the tub. her gentle hands slowly taking out the pins that hold My bun in tight. she lets My hair out gently and slowly unravels it. My hair falls down My back and rests on the bath water. Taking a comb from the side table she starts to run the comb through the tangles, making My hair soft and smooth. Putting the comb aside she picks up the puff pouring vanilla scented body wash onto it. Moving My hair off to the side she starts to gently rub My back. I moan with pleasure. Moving around to the front she starts to rub My shoulders and neck. I lean back into her and rest My back against her front. The feeling of her large breasts against My back soothes Me. Wrapping her arms around Me she starts to rub My breasts. I close My eyes and get lost in the sensations of the rough and smoothness of it all. I put My hands under the water and pull her knees up to My sides. Resting My head on her shoulder I turn to kiss her neck. Letting My lips linger on her flesh she drops the puff and gently rubs My breasts with her hands. she Pinches My nipples and I moan into her neck. Flicking My tongue out to lick her gently then kiss her again. Turning around in the tub to face her I splash water onto the floor. I pull her onto My lap and she wraps her legs around Me. I pull her head toward Mine and kiss her, putting all the tensions of the day into this one kiss. Parting her lips with Mine out tongues meet out and entwine. Running My nails down her back she holds Me tight as we move closer and splash more water onto the floor. Without stopping the kiss I reach down to play with her most sensitive areas. Gasping as I put one finger on her already hard clitoris I rub it gently, not wanting her to get too excited. she does the same to Me, but places her other hand on My breast. I pull her closer to Me so I can put a finger into her tight pussy, while keeping one finger on her little clit. I break the kiss to kiss her neck and gently nibble on her. Quickening out pace as we finger each other, moaning and breathing faster. I put two more fingers into her and quicken My pace on her clit, she moves faster in response. I can feel Myself reaching orgasm. I push harder onto her fingers. she suddenly shouts out as I can feel her pussy lips tighten in orgasm. As she orgasms she shoves her fingers in to Me harder triggering My own orgasm. As the waves of passion wash over Me I hold her tight to Me. As the sensations settle down I un-wind Myself from her and stand up. "That was a nice start, now go dry off and go to the bed room, I have some plans for your ass tonight." I smile as I watch her go, thinking of the pleasures that are going to come later tonight. The Bath I had just finished taking a nice long bath; it felt so good lying there in the warm water after being at the beach all day. As I lay there feeling the fresh water all around my aching body I soaped up my partially limp cock. It felt so good, slowly stroking my soap covered dick, slowly getting harder with each erotic stroke. I closed my eyes thinking about watching Sarah take a shower, hoping she would quietly open the door and watch me as massaged my hardening cock. Just stroking it but never cumming, oozing a little but never shooting my hot cum, saving my cum for her wet hot pussy. She never showed up so I got out and gave her a chance to enjoy her own soapy body. Just as I heard the water start to run I heard a knock at the door, not giving it a thought I opened the door and as I did I realized all I had on were my silky blue boxers. As a second thought I twisted them slightly to keep my semi hard cock from peeking out. It was Vicky a friend of mine at one time but now she was our friend. She came in and sat down in front of the computer, not seeing Sarah she asked were she was as I slid a pair of jeans on to hide what I had been doing as she knocked at the door. She’s in the shower washing off all the sand and saltwater out of her nice ass so we can make love without sanding down my dick I told her. How long has she been in there, just about 2 minutes I replied, why, what’s up? I was just wandering. A couple of weeks ago while Sarah were meeting Vicky at a bar; they went into the restroom together. Sallie had told me Vicky had felt her breast while they were in there for some lame reason, they had made some sexual comments back and forth at times as a joke. Any how back to tonight, I told her if she wanted to check Sarah out she could sneak into the bedroom and watch Sarah as she lay in the warm water soaping up her beautifully hot body, she could actually see those awesome tits instead of just feeling them thru her shirt and bra. She hesitated at first until I told her that I have watched Sarah many times, often standing there taking my hardened cock out and slowly pumping it I watched Sarah run her soapy hands down her beautiful wet body. As I was talking I noticed my dick growing harder with each word I spoke. She stepped into the dark bedroom, the bathroom light shining out through the open door. She squatted down and slid over by the door, as she spied in through the open door she could hear Sallie softly moaning. She looked in to see Sarah encircling her hard soapy nipples with her soft fingers, softly pinching them, as they grew harder with each pinch. She ran her soapy fingers from her neck down to her upper thighs then back up the inside of her tender thighs, her fingers disappearing between her legs and into her hot waiting pussy. Meeting her fingers with her hips sliding upwards as her long fingers slid deep inside her hairy pussy. Vicky I could se through the opening on the hinge side of the door had unbuttoned her shirt and undone her purple silky bra, rub her tits hard squeezing her tiny nipples, making them grow to 3 times there normal size, breathing harder and deeper. Sarah had slid down further in the water, her feet climbing the wall so she could get her head into the water, her ears underwater so she couldn’t hear any outside noises. She grabbed the shower massage head hanging down below the water, the water was pulsating in 6 streams she pointed the water at her pussy slowly moving it around her wet hairy mound. She began to move her hips, at the same time I noticed Vicky sitting on the floor pulling her moisten panties off giving her better access to her hot wet pussy. She pulled something from her purse and slid it under her dress between her thighs as she started to hump whatever it was she slid inside herself. Sarah was taking her time, stroking her clit hard but slowly. Her mouth open gasping for air at times it seemed. She seemed to start cumming but then would move slower, making it last longer. Then just rubbing her entire body with the soapy sponge feeling it’s soft roughness against her so soft creamy skin, up to her neck then down as far as she could reach, returning up stopping at her waiting wet pussy, just rubbing it lightly then moving to her big beautiful full breast. Circling her nipples several times as if it was possible, growing harder still, feeling the ache from her nipples as pleasure. Vicky watched as she mooched Sarah’s every move, wanting to feel everything Sarah was feeling as she touched her hot naked body. She was sitting back against the corner now, eyes closed, her body moving feverishly with each stroke of her soft dildo in her hot wet pussy. Biting her lip so as not moan out loud and risk being caught. Just then I noticed that Sarah had sat up and was looking towards the door as she heard a noise or a movement of some kind. Vicky’s eyes were still closed tight her hands had made there way to her soft breast, nipples so hard they ached with pleasure. It was so quite all of the sudden, then a splash of the water as Sarah slipped down to rinse off before getting out. Vicky quickly stood up and moved towards the door as I made it look like I was walking to the door on my way in to see Sarah. The look in her eyes told me everything I knew and felt, I noticed her look towards my zipper as I realized I hadn’t closed it I reached to pull it up as my cock slid out. Her eyes got bigger for a second as I closed the barn door. As we passed each other, she smiled so big and let out a deep long sigh, I could smell the sex dripping from her fingers as I went through the open bathroom door. Sarah asked if I had been in the bedroom looking for something, as I replied “no” she stood up and I started to dry her back, her skin was red from the heat of the water along with her physical activity while washing. By the way Vicky is here I told her, she’s playing on the computer right now, said she just wanted to hang out somewhere without any BS. As I dried her back sliding down to her tight ass and further down her tender thighs and up the inside to her still dripping pussy my fingers slid between her hot lips. I felt her body move to mine, meeting my fingers and rubbing her bare ass against my naked dick, my pants dropping to the floor as my cock slid between her wet ass she grabbed my cock and slid it up to her pussy. Feeling her juices drip down my hard dick, the end of it sliding to just inside her hot lips. As we lay down on the bed I noticed a movement in the closet. It was Vicky hiding between some clothes with her dress pulled up as she rubbed her bald pussy. She saw me looking at her and she began to unbutton the dress and slide it off her silky shoulders and drop to the floor. I turned my attention back to Sarah’s pussy sliding on my hard cock her juices dripping down my balls. Sa we laid there falling off to sleep I felt someone slide onto the bed, Vicky lay across the bottom of the bed covering up with a blanket as I tossed her a pillow. The Bath As he drove home from work, he considered again leaving her. His life was not what he had intended and he felt that someone else had the life which was meant for him. Whilst growing up he could never remember being told how easy it was to find yourself with someone you adore but who is indifferent to you. But to do what? To find some other woman and start from scratch, learning what would turn her on, what she didn’t like, learning about her past and reliving all of his. With no guarantees in life there seemed little point. His key turned in the lock and he saw the shadow of his wife shoot from the kitchen doorway to the lounge. As he stepped into the hallway, the lights went out and slow, mellow jazz began playing softly in the other room. His mind registered nothing except vague confusion before his wife moved out of the shadows and stood before him, wearing nothing except the white lace basque he had bought for her at Christmas in a fit of romance and which to his knowledge she had never even tried on, Without saying a word she took his briefcase from his hand and laid it on the floor, then giving him a look which he couldn’t read, led him up the stairs. At the top he realised that the same music was playing in the bathroom which was where she led him, still not speaking. Inside she turned and slowly pushed his coat from his shoulders, letting it drop to the floor in a heap. As her hands moved down the buttons on his shirt undoing them one by one he realised too that the bath was surrounded by candles, on every surface they stood, small and large, all white and giving off the faint scent of flowers. It looked like the scene from some women’s magazine article called Entice Your Man. But it worked. Her fingers moved slowly into the opening of his shirt and he was aware for the first time in many years how soft her hands felt against the smooth firm flesh of his chest. His shirt followed the coat onto the floor. She knelt in front of him and began to undo his belt, as he looked around in the dim light he saw that their bath, an enormous, expensive sunken circular creation in pale cream which he had been badgered into buying and had never used, was filled with water. On the surface floated hundreds of pure white rose petals. That accounted for the scent filling the air. Looking down at her blonde head he wondered what had brought this sudden change of heart on her part. In his lifetime with her he could never remember her doing anything as unexpected as this, but as his trousers were slid down his legs to the carpet he gave up thinking and decided to enjoy the experience regardless of her motives. Her hands moved across his thighs slowly, stirring his senses and causing his blood to begin to pound. His breathing quickened as she stood before him, her eyes shining in the candle light, smiling at him as he reached to stroke her hair from her face. His hands ran across her breasts and down her waist, revelling in the feel of the heat coming from her skin through the soft lace. He turned her slowly around in front of him, admiring the shape of her body from behind and moving closer to kiss her exposed shoulders and neck. His mouth moved down her back, tasting her skin, the scent from it filling his nostrils, the softness contrasting with the stubble on his chin. His hands trailed slowly from her waist down over her suspenders to the tops of her stockings, his fingers snaking inside the lace to touch her inner thigh. He could feel her heart pumping blood faster around her body, hear her breathing catch as his hands moved to explore, sense the minute hairs standing on end with his touch. For the first time since he had returned to the house, she spoke, deep, low and soft, “Take it off.” Three words acted like a spur to him and he noticed his hands shaking slightly as they fumbled with the fastenings on her basque. Time seemed to slow down as his fingers felt twice their usual size, why did they make the hooks on underwear so damn small and so damn hard to undo? He watched her from the corner of his eye reaching down to unfasten her stockings as her naked back was revealed inch by inch before him. Finally the last hook was done and the basque fell to the floor in a heap of very expensive French lace, he dropped to his knees and placing his hands either side of her thigh began to roll down her stocking. He started slowly, feeling her smooth skin underneath his palms, smelling her skin, breathing her heat. By the time he reached her other thigh his pace had quickened, removing this one with one hand, the other reaching up to caress her arse and attempting to remove her thong, in his haste the delicate silk snapped and it fell to the floor with the second stocking. He moved over to the bath, stepped in and held out his hand for her to join him, when they were in the warm water he sat watching her for a moment, the white rose petals clinging to her skin, her eyes shining and deep. He moved closer, pulling her between his legs, feeling her thighs and calves wrapped around his back, his cock touching her, she leant forward so her nipples grazed his chest and snaked her arms around his shoulders, drawing him closer, kissing him gently. Her tongue crept into his mouth finding his, her hands in his hair, their breathing quickened; he moved to kiss her neck and throat. He could feel her heart beating and her breath catch in her throat as he kissed his way down to her breasts. Taking a nipple in his mouth he licked it slowly and softly at first then as her hands moved down to his balls under the water he began to lick with more force, sucking and teasing till her nipple was hard and quivering in his mouth. He shifted slightly, causing a ripple in the petals to take the other breast in his hand and to tease it in the same way with his tongue, her small hand had taken hold of his balls gently and was stroking them, massaging them, so his cock stiffened further sending shivers up through his stomach, causing him to pause momentarily, his eyes closed. When her hand reached for his already hard cock his patience disappeared, kissing her hard on her mouth his hands went beneath the water, his fingers going inside her, his thumb on her clit, teasing her as she increased the pressure and the speed of her movements on him. She was ready, no doubt of that and forgetting all thoughts of enjoying the foreplay and making this last as long as possible, he pulled her roughly to him, so close they were touching from their lips down their entire bodies. He held her tightly and entered her, hearing her moan, feeling her sharp intake of breath, her body arching closer to him, the water sloshing over the sides of the bath to the carpet surrounding it. He pushed her shoulders back to the edge of the bath, shifting his legs down alongside hers, pulling her knees up to his waist to increase the depth of his thrusts. He watched her face as she got closer to orgasm, waiting for the moment when she opened her eyes to stare into his as she came. The intensity grew, he could feel her, smell her, sense her excitement, her hips rising to match his thrusting, her hands on his arse encouraging him to come deeper inside him. Just as he was beginning to think he couldn’t hold on any longer, he saw the familiar smile on her lips, her eyes opened, smoky brown to hold his gaze as she tensed, every muscle pushing her up to him, he thrust deeper still, pumping his hot come into her, their breath ragged and fast as they came together intense and strong, his mind going blank except for the senses of her body. When she had relaxed, moved her hands to his head and began to kiss him as his breathing and heartbeat returned to normal, he reached for a hank of long dark hair, wrapping it round his fist, pulling her close, kissing her tenderly. He smiled. The Bath: A Greek Tale I waken from sleep, the sun in low in the west. Master will be home. I must prepare your bath. I quickly dress in a loose tunic with a gold chain loose at the waist. I don on my silver slave ankle. I love the symbol of the Master’s desire toward me. None of his other slaves possess this gift. I run to the bath area not wanting to be late, for I will be punished. I know not the day my Master has had. If it is, a good day punishment is mild. If a bad day, Master is wickedly mean. I prepare for the Master’s bath. I ready every thing. I hear footsteps up the cold marble steps. I run to meet you and kneel before you. I kiss your feet as you gently pat my head. I look up at your wicked smile. “Is my bath ready?” you ask. I nod. I start to undo to the laces on your boots. I was trained to use only teeth, and hands when too difficult. I quickly remove your boots. After, I loosen your belt freeing your tunic. Guiding it over your head, I see your muscular chest. I feel the craving to kiss and caress it but I dare not for you scare me when you punish me. I start to untie the straps on your britches. I feel the onset of your cock swelling as I do. I fight hard not to start to pleasure you. I only remembered the last time I did you punished me severely. I pull down your britches to see our glistening cock. The musty aroma from you entices my senses. I feel myself grow wet. You stand in your naked glory. I have never seen a man so beautiful. I worship you as my Military God. I am here to pleasure only you. You look at me. I scamper away I return with the cleansing bench. There lying on the bench are a large goatskin bag and long tubing. I motion for you toward the bench. You drop to your knees and slowly lay in the down ward incline. You tight beautiful ass is high I the air. You spread your leg exposing your harden cock and luscious balls. I take the goatskin bag and fill it with warm water and few drops of mineral oil. I connect the tubing to the bag. I kiss each butt cheek and softly blow on your anus. I hear a soft whine from you. I grow wetter as I tease you slightly. I take the cleansing oil out and start to massage your cheeks toward your anus. I take my fingers and tease your pucker. You moan louder. I begin to oil your hole with great care. I must loosen the master before I insert the tubing. Slowly I place a finger in you. I feel my clit burning to be licked or touched, but this time is your time. I start moving my finger in and out of you slowly adding more oil to help open you. When I feel you are ready. I take out my finger and gently stroke your cock. I ask if you are ready. You reply yes. I place the tubing in you. I release the warm water. You inhale deeply arching your backing great pleasure. I reach between your legs and again stroke your cock. You motion to me to sit before you. I do. You tell me to open my legs and present my pussy to you. You note my pussy is freshly shaven and oiled. You praise me. I move in closer. As you fill, you start licking my wet oyster. I shiver with delight. You eagerly take pleasure in teasing me by bringing me to the brink of pleasure then backing off. You bit my clit and lick the folds of my vagina. I grow wetter. You stop your feast and I go to check if you are full; a little more. Taking the tubing and gently fuck your ass with it as I stroke your cock. I bend in and lick your swelling balls. You moan louder. I can sense you can take no more. I remove the tubing. I start to apply more oil to your hole as I do I insert a small plug. You stand and sit on the bench. I see your cock standing at full alert. It is begging me to suck it. I quickly move over and engulf your hard member in my mouth. You taste so wonderful. I feel you pumping into my mouth, arching your back. I feel a slight tingle on my ass. You have taken out your crop and smacked my ass. I was punished for not seeing permission to suck your glorious member. However, you will allow this one fault. I suck harder and harder. You moan louder and louder. I feel you tensing up. I try to suck harder. I am smacked again. With a firm voice, you tell me to stop. I do, I avoiding your glance. You push my head to the floor and give me five good hits on my ass. “That is for your greediness, slut.” Tears roll down my cheeks. You stand. “I must release now.” You leave to a small room. You aren’t gone long. While you were releasing, I was preparing the bath. The large tub like pool was heated to the temperature you desire. The cleansing bench was removed. On a small table soaps, oils and towels lay. As you exit the small room, you note I am in the submissive position of being on all fours, head down and ass high in the air. This is to allow you to punish if things are not prepared to your desires. I get a slight tap on the ass. You approach the steps of the tub pool. The water is level with the floor and there is a staircase, which descend into the tub itself. I gather the soap. Lather up my hands, I start washing your feet. You step in to the water. As you slowly step in to the water, I lather your body. I work on your calves, then your thighs. I gratefully lather your ass and cock, paying special attention to your scrotum. You submerge your groin; I work on your chest and back. You take the final step in the tub. Water covers up to your nipples. You walk over to the other side of the tub and sit in a reclined position. I gently wet your hair and lather it up with a fragrant soap. I massage your scalp and temples. I rinse you off. Appling a thick lather to your face I gently shave you. I rinse you off. You rest with your eye closed. I quickly tidy up. “Come here,” you call out. I run to the tub side. “No come here,” as you slap at the water. I walk to the steps and slowly enter as I disrobe. The water is warm and inviting. I can see your throbbing member through the clear water. The tub is a bit deep so I swim to your side. I feel your hand slide between my legs and pinch my clit hard. I wince at your touch. You tease me. “You naughty, naughty girl.” Your finger slides in me as your thumb and other finger pinch me harder. “Next time you will know what I want.” You release your grip. I look away. You turn my face and kiss me passionately. You take my hand and place it on your throbbing cock. I stroke you gently. You release your grip on my mouth. I kiss down your neck to your harden nipples. I suck and bite. You groan in pleasure. I feel my pussy burning with desire for you. Grabbing my waist, you hoist me upon your cock. I throw my head back and let out an animalistic groan. You thrust into me. Your mouth suctions on my breasts. You bite and suck them as you thrust me up and down upon your cock. You then stop to turn me to away from you. I am pounded harder. Here I can tease my clit as your fuck my willing pussy. In a quick turn your place me on your seat. My ass high is in the air. I grip the tub edging. I feel your mouth on my cunt sucking wildly. As you do, you smack my tender ass, leaving red handprints on my ass. I scream in pleasure. Your mouth moves to my pucker kissing it as if it were my mouth. Your tongue darts in and out, fucking my ass almost violently. Three finger ram in to my pussy as your eat my ass. I thrash about more willing then ever. You move up and in one simple move, your cock enters my ass. You grab my hair and ride me wildly. I buck wildly. I scream. Ramming me harder and harder, you fuck my ass. I reach to pleasure my clit. It is hard and throbbing. I can feel myself wanting to cum… but I must wait for the Master. Pulling my hair, you call me name, whore, slut, bitch, cunt, etc. Smacking my ass with your free hand, you make my ass an ever-redder color. I feel you start to tense you are driving your cock in me further and further. I feel you start to explode. I explode with you. Quickly you with draw your cock; I turn around and take it into my mouth lapping up your tasty cream. In doing so you thrust you, cock into my mouth your hands pulling my hair as you empty your seed in to me. You finish. I swallow ever drop. You grab me and pull me to you and roughly kissing my lips. You smile tasting your and me on your lips. You sit back again relaxing. I exit quickly dressing; a slave’s first responsibility is to the Master. I grab a large towel. You start to climb the stairs out of the tub. I wrap you as you walk to the massage table. Grabbing another towel, I towel you dry. You lay naked up on the table. I take the warm oil and drip it on your back and legs. I start massaging your body. I start at your feet and work my way up your calves and thighs. I climb and straddle your back I drizzle more oil and working your tired muscles, kneading them. I slide to your thighs, slowly working your lower back and buttocks. I kiss the small of your back and each cheek. I drag my tongue up and down your crack massaging your pucker with my willing tongue. I pull your cheeks apart and fuck your ass with my tongue. I finish. You turn over. Again, I drizzle more oil up on your body. I start at your feet then work up. I avoid your groin. I straddle you and oil up your chest. You can feel my wet hot cunt on your all ready hard member. The temptation is too much and I rock on you. You slap my face. I tear up. I continue to massage your torso. I slide down finally massaging your cock and balls. I ache to lick and suck them. You reach up and force my face to groin. “SUCK ME, CUNT!” I eagerly suck your cock and lick those balls. Since you just released a generous load, it will take a while before you do again. I suck until I hurt. You push me from the table I stumble to the floor. You push me on my back on the cold marble. The marble soothes my reddened ass. You raising my leg and thrust into my wet excited snatch. Placing your hands on my tits, you grab them hard and thrust even harder. With five violent thrusts, your cum fillings my pussy. I scramble to lick clean your cock. I tidy up the drips of jizm. You stand running your hand through your hair. I dart to get your white towel. Dropping to my knees, I carefully place it around your waist applying the gold royal clasp. I look to the floor. You pat my head and say, “Rest my wicked beauty for yours is coming soon.” The Bathhouse The Bathhouse The text message on my cell phone simply said my presence was required at the bathhouse immediately and to wear only my collar and black silk robe. Delicate brows creased slightly at the mention of the place. i'd never been there before, only heard You mentioning it from time to time and suspected You had something devilishly sinful in mind. i hurried to do as You requested, changing quickly out of my clothes from work. i couldn't help the little shiver dancing down my spine as i pulled the soft silk robe on, tying it loosely at my waist, gasping softly as the hem of softness brushed my upper thighs and barely covered my ass. my nipples were already erect, jutting the silk out in turgid peaks. my pussy was tingling and seeping with the thoughts of what You might have in store. i quickly exchanged the silver choker, my public collar, for O/our private leather collar sighing softly in delight as it settled naturally around my neck. i quickly made my way to the bathhouse, feeling extremely vulnerable the entire trip, which i'm sure was exactly how You wanted me to feel. Stepping out of the car, the breeze fluttering the silk dangerously, i made my way into the building. i was surprised to see the brilliant lighting glittering against the white and blue-veined marble that made up the floor and walls. There were potted palm trees sporadically placed, baskets of brightly colored flowers with exotic scents descending from the high ceiling, and a comfortable warmth about the place. A soft, melodious voice caught my attention, "Can I help you?" Turning slightly, i found the voice and gorgeous woman that had produced it. Smiling softly, but somewhat nervously, clearing my throat i said, "Yes, i'm to meet my Master here. Could you please tell me where He might be?" i couldn't help my eyes from roaming over her shyly, feeling even more vulnerable and feeling my slick growing arousal. Her breasts were large and stood out pert and inviting even hidden beneath the silky material she wore. When she stood and rounded the desk, my eyes traveled downward noting she wore what could only be described as a toga. Taking in her slightly flaring hips, perfectly shaped thighs, and finally to her delicate bare feet. She was the epitome of perfection. i couldn't help but envy her. Her melodious voice once again caught my attention, "Of course. He's expecting you. Please follow me." Her smile was soft, warm and assuring. Blushing brightly as my eyes were drawn up to her smiling face as she spoke. Only then did i see her eyes, bright and glittering like emeralds. Her skin was the color of light chocolate, and looked deliciously creamy. Her thick auburn hair fell just past her shoulders, caressing them lightly as she turned and began to walk. i followed closely, admiring the beautiful woman before me. Her lithe body gliding across the warm marble as though she had actually been born in ancient Rome. Her hips swaying seductively, her ass as perfect as the rest of her and between my own thighs the liquid heat of wantonness ran unhindered. We passed through a large archway, tearing my eyes away from her to take in the surrounding as much as possible. i almost felt as though i'd been transported to ancient times when suddenly i saw You. i smiled softly, boldly finding Your eyes with my own, trying to judge what You might have planned. You were at the far end of a pool size bath, the steamy water barely coming to Your stomach. Your return smile assured me You were happy to see me. "Your pet Sir. Will there be anything else?" She said, her voice still melodious and soft. Your voice rolled across the water in sultry wickedness, "Thank you Alania. Yes, please prepare My pet." With a slight incline of her head she said softly, "Of course Sir." i was somewhat confused by this. Prepare me? Prepare me for what? As these questions arose, Alania moved behind me. i could feel her heat close at my silk covered back, her hand resting lightly against my shoulders then traveling down my arms. She moved closer and i could feel her breasts pressed tightly against my back, her own nipples hard and jutting through our layers of silk. Obviously she enjoyed "preparing" the bathers. i briefly wondered then if she'd prepared You, and exactly what that entailed. Her hands moved to the sash at my waist. Gasping softly as she pulled the sash and with a hiss my robe fell open. i couldn't take my eyes off of You, as You watched. Your eyes glittering in sinful delight as she unwrapped me like a gift. She moved her hands to my shoulders again and gently pulled the silk from my body, letting it fall in a midnight flutter to the floor. i felt even more vulnerable as i stood there, completely nude except for the leather around my neck, when i felt her soft delicate hands at my shoulders again and moving with purpose to my collar where nimble fingers unbuckled the leather. Gasping loudly as i felt her removing my collar. i looked to You, confusion written across my face. Your chuckle reverberated off the marble walls, as You read my expression to the removal of my collar. "It's alright My pet. It'll be safe. Trust me." i did trust You, with every ounce of my being, and felt ashamed that i reacted as i did. Whispering softly, "Of course Master" and reluctantly released my precious collar to Alania's safekeeping. She placed my collar and robe on a marble bench by the entryway, which i hadn't noticed before. As i stood there, waiting, i heard the unmistakable rustle of silk and glancing back noticed Alania removing the toga. my eyes widened slightly, her body as perfect as i had imagined it to be. She was an ancient Goddess manifested into a physical form. my envy increased, as did my wanting of her. She was once again behind me, pressing her naked body against my own. Her nipples felt even harder against my naked back. Her hands moving over my shoulders and down to breast level where her supple fingers reached around and found my own turgid nipples, tweaking them gently and eliciting a soft gasp from me. i tore my eyes from You to watch her skilled touches, noticing the sharp contrast of her light chocolate hands against my stark pale flesh. i felt her move to my side where her ministrations grew more bold as her head dipped, and her warm wet tongue snaked out and flicked the closest nipple before her deep rose colored lips closed around the stiffened bud and suckled softly. A moan purred in my throat as her mouth worked expertly. Her right hand moved seductively down to the top of my cleanly shaved mound and i naturally widened my stance, for what i was hoping to come. my darkening eyes found Yours once again and saw how You enjoyed watching Alania and my reactions to her. Until this moment i'd never been with another woman, though W/we had discussed it and You'd expressed a desire for such a thing, as had i. i suspected this was part of the overall plan, when i felt her hand move and long slender fingers sliding over my wet swollen folds. Gasping loudly, my hips moving against her exploring fingers an urgency building within me. my desire to please You first and foremost in my mind, but also my own desire for this enchanting woman burned as brightly. my hand finding her soft tresses and gently, pulling her more deeply to my aching breast and nipple, my hips rolling against her fingers wanting them deeper, wanting them inside. i noticed through lust-clouded eyes, that You'd moved from the far end of the bath and was now right below us, watching in rapt attention and listening intently to the gasps and moans that flowed freely from my slightly parted lips. Her fingers brushed my pulsating clit causing my hips to buck and a whorish moan to burst from my throat. She released my aching nipple with a soft pop and looked at You whispering softly her voice full of her own need, "Sir, may i taste Your succulent pet?" Your husky voice met our ears, "Yes Alania, enjoy My pet, as i can tell she is enjoying you." The look on Your face told me the entire story. You were enjoying this as much, possibly more so than i was, which drove my urgency higher. "pet, you may cum when you need while she tastes you. I suspect Alania would very much like to make you cum and I would very much like to watch you." i whimpered loudly, Your permission and expressed desire driving my need heavenward. She gently pulled me down, my ass settling against the marble floor close to the bath's edge, close to You. my feet planted widely, knees bent, thighs spread, and anxiously awaiting for her hot wet tongue to swirl upon my throbbing clit. Leaning back on my arms i look to You, my body within Your reach, nipples practically begging for more attention. my heart thundering behind my ribs as i step into the unknown. my eyes locked to Yours as i feel Alania's hot breath caressing my swollen slick pussy lips. i heard her moan of pleasurable appreciation just before i felt her hot tongue as she took long slow languid licks, moaning loudly my hips rise and my core igniting for this alluring woman. Her hands caressing my thighs, pushing my legs up, my knees mere inches away from my heaving chest, opening me further for her talented tongue and soft lips. my clit pulsating with every thunderous beat of my heart as her lips suckled the bundle of nerves and tongue flicked. i could feel my core boiling with the intensity of her ability. i felt one of her hands move from my thighs, and slender fingers probe my weeping hole. She pressed two fingers into my fiery core deeply; eliciting moans and gasps from me. She knew exactly where to touch - exactly what would drive me to the edge. Her mouth grew hungrier as she worked to drink in my juices, and to push me into oblivion. Her fingers curled against my swollen g-spot and my hips wildly jerked and bucked against her hungry mouth. Our moans coalesced into a single sound as she brought me closer and closer to the pinnacle of pleasure. You watched with unabashed delight as Alania worked feverishly to make me cum. Reaching out of the warm water and across the edge of the bath You captured my aching nipple between Your strong fingers. Pinching and twisting the rose colored bud, sending electric shocks to my core, my essence flooding over her fingers and into her eager mouth. my entire body on fire and trembling as the familiar white heat built brightly within my twitching cunt. The sounds pouring out of my throat were slutty and whorish as my body moved against her mouth and fingers, my back arching to push my breasts up to Your torturous touch. my blood thundered in my veins and echoed in my ears as the need to cum crested and threatened to overwhelm me. You saw my struggle, my holding back and growled lustily in my ear, "Cum pet, cum for Me." Though You gave permission when all this began, hearing it now drives me over the edge almost violently. Bucking up hard against Alania's face, my head thrown back in rapture, trembling and screaming as the pleasure washed through me, sending copious amounts of my juice into her mouth, my pussy contracting and gripping her fingers tightly, the orgasmic pleasure sending my mind, body and soul spiraling. Alania gently removed her fingers from my still twitching cunt and pressed and soft kiss to my quivering clit. She knelt up, her elegant ass resting perfectly on her heels, her back arched slightly pushing her exquisite breasts out, dusty nipples begging to be tormented, her thighs wide and i noticed, as i re-entered this world, her own smoothly shaved cunt was swollen and wet with her need. You obviously noticed as well as Your lust-laden voice found my still ringing ears, "pet, you need thank Alania." i knew exactly what you meant and my mouth moistened hungrily at the sheer thought. my storm dark eyes finding her own deep emerald ones i whispered softly, "Alania, please lay back and allow me to thank you." With only a knowing smile, she uncurled and positioned herself as i had. Her knees bent and beautiful thighs spread widely. i took up my position between those wondrous limbs ignoring my protesting knees against the unforgiving marble. i arched my back pressing my ass and pussy into the air, my own thighs wide for Your pleasure, as i prepared to taste Alania's sweet pussy. Gently spreading her slick swollen lips, revealing her seeping hole and quivering clit to my hungry eyes, my tongue snaked out of my watering mouth to wet my lips as i inhaled her rich scent deep into my lungs. Dipping my head, i placed a soft kiss upon her aching clit, and then my tongue flicked across it lightly. i heard her moan and felt her hips rise slightly, wanting more. That was enough encouragement for me as i consumed her. my tongue working as feverishly as her own had on me. i devoured her essence, swallowing her being into myself, as i too planted fingers into her slick molten core and curling them against her swollen spongy g-spot to rub it. The sounds emitting from her elegant throat were animalistic and primal. my own moans purred in my throat as my pussy swelled and wept once more. i had no idea that You had decided to take an active participating role in this until i felt Your warm wet hand against my ass, my body pushing back to You, begging silently for Your cock and attentions. Alania's moans and whimpers escalating in volume and intensity as my own followed suit, the two heated female voices creating a concert for You. i purposefully eased up on her, slowing my lapping tongue and fucking fingers, drawing out her pleasure. A part of me wanted to hear her beg, to need my touch as badly as i needed Yours. Your rough needy voice caressed my ears, "you want My cock, don't you pet? You need it filling that hungry pussy of yours as much as you need Alania's pussy." my only response was a whorish moan, a desperate whimper and rolling hips. You knew what i wanted...needed...and yet You still managed to torment me with the question. Alania's own body responded to Your question, her hips riding my mouth and her cunt contracting around my fingers tightly in pre-orgasmic pleasure. my body felt hot, electric. my pussy ached to be filled. my clit once again pulsed with my heart. i needed fucked. my lips, tongue and fingers worked voraciously on Alania's delicious pussy, as i felt Your thick throbbing cock teasing my saturated slit. i trembled in frustration and need as You worked the silky head across my throbbing clit. Pulling my mouth away from Alania's delectable pussy begging, "Please Master. Please fuck Your pet. Please fill her hungry aching pussy. Please Master." Alania whimpered as i pulled my head away. Her hips arching up, and her voice desperate, "please, don't stop." Dipping my head once more to her savory pussy, insatiably licking and sucking on her clit. i thankfully felt Your cock against my fuck hole as You easily slid into my lava-like core, my pussy wrapping Your cock tightly in velvet heat. Moaning loudly as You begin a hard, almost desperate rhythm, pushing my face deeper against Alania's convulsing cunt with each unrelenting thrust, my pussy clenching around Your cock dangerously. You can tell i'm close to cumming with every grunting moan and desperate thrust of my hips as once more the familiar white heat of my pre-orgasmic bliss engulfs Your cock. You gasp and grunt, "Not until Alania cums pet." Whimpering loudly, redoubling my efforts, my tongue speeding across her shimmying clit, my head tossing back and forth as i add another finger to the two already in her seething cunt, wanting; no needing her to cum. my free hand moved to her breasts and finds a taunt nipple, pinching and pulling the tender bud as i suckled hard on her clit, my tongue flicking it deliriously. Her moans growing louder and more urgent as her hips writhed, fucking my face and fingers her body tensed and cunt tightened as her orgasm took her with a scream, flooding her sweet juices over my fingers and onto my hungry tongue. Your thrusts grew more powerful as You saw and heard Alania cum under my ministrations, Your voice raspy as it met my ears with a single word, "Cum." my own body tensed briefly, then exploded. my hips bucking back hard, writhing on Your cock, my cunt contracting tightly, rippling along Your swelling organ, milking You, my pleasure induced scream muffled in her still quaking pussy. Releasing her nipple and pulling my fingers from her spilling cunt, my tongue finding every last drop of her luscious essence, lapping and drinking her release. Your swollen cock throbbed in my tight contracting cunt as You continued to fuck me, Your own release seconds away. i tightened my muscles even more, silently willing Your cum to fill my heated cunt and i am rewarded with Your releasing growl and fiery seed splashing against my cervix. You collapse across my back, panting into my ear, "There is nothing quite like fucking My pet while she is devouring a lovely pussy. You've made Me incredibly proud today Mine." Your words of praise filling my heart and soul to bursting as i smile against Alania's steamy pussy and whispering softly "Thank You Master." i feel You move back, Your softening cock slipping from my still grasping pussy. my tongue lapping the last drops of cum from Alania's sweet cunt then pressing a soft kiss to her clit. my stormy eyes find her emerald ones, whispering, "Thank you Alania." She smiled and nodded weakly, her body still quaking subtly in post-orgasmic waves. Her dreamy eyes darting between U/us, her melodious voice now slightly hoarse as she whispers, "Y/you're B/both very welcome and Y/you B/both have an open invitation here, anytime." W/we smiled warmly to her and nodded O/our thanks as she moved shakily to her feet and padded out of the room softly not even bothering to retrieve her toga. You surprisingly scoop me up into Your strong arms, holding me close, whispering softly, lovingly against my ear, "Thank you Mine. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist her." the brilliant smile painting Your face could have put the stars to shame. Smiling warmly, my whisper quiet and satisfied, "You're very welcome Master, and thank You for allowing me the pleasure of another woman." You squeezed me tightly to You as You rose, carrying me into the deliciously hot bath. "I do believe you're in need of a bath, Mine." i curled against You, purring contently as the steamy water enveloped U/us, "As always Master, You are correct." The Bathing Suit It was a very hot day toward the beginning of summer and my boyfriend Austin was coming over to hang out by the pool. My parents were out of town for the weekend and hadn't thought better of leaving their eighteen-year-old daughter the house to herself. I knew that he would be excited if I gave him a bit of eye candy when he arrived, so I began strategically planning my outfit. I knew we would end up sunbathing and potentially swimming in the pool, so I entered my bedroom and pulled out some old bathing suits. I was no tailor but I knew I could have fun experimenting with some of my old suits. I pulled out a few bikinis that didn't quite fit and then found my scissors. After making a few snips without being satisfied, I spotted my black one-piece I'd worn when I was about fourteen years old. I grinned mischieviously as I eyed it, taking in the sight and letting my mind go wild with what I could do with it. Austin would be pleased. I first tried on the bathing suit just to see where everything fell into place. It covered most of my chest, although my tits were begging to be let out of the tight confines of the suit. Between my legs, the suit gave me a nice cameltoe, nothing too noticable but it was still there. I grabbed a permanent marker from my desk and made a few marks on the suit, barely visible but I knew they were there for my own measurement purposes. I removed the suit and instead of putting my clothes back on, I stood bare naked in my room. I even went to my window and opened the curtain a little, opening my window as well to let in a breeze. I was feeling damp between my legs and couldn't help myself, peering outside to my backyard to see if anyone was watching. The backyard led to a forest, but there were houses on either side of me. I carefully swung one leg out of the window and planted my other firmly on the bedroom floor. My pussy was gaping open and the breeze was pleasant as it grazed my skin. My nipples hardened and stuck straight out of my perky breasts. I found myself grinding against the window sill and gathering even more moisture between my legs. Before I got too carried away, I reminded myself of the suit and reluctantly removed myself from the window sill. Grabbing the scissors, I was careful as I made the first changes on the bathing suit. The first thing I did was cut out a large portion of the back. I made sure that there was nothing to cover the backside of my body except a small portion of material on my ass. I kept cutting until I was sure there would be a generous view of the sides of my breasts from either side. I then went to the bottom of the material that was supposed to cover my ass. I cut it so that my ass cheeks would clearly hang out, forming cute little mounds above my legs. It looked like a slightly thick thong from the back. I then flipped the suit to the front. I knew I wanted to expose a little bit of pussy. I snipped away a large portion of material used to cover my upper legs, knowing those parts would now reveal my lower stomach and also imply that I was shaved. For the finishing touch, I cut a deep v out of the front of the suit that reached below my belly button. This meant that my breasts would only be covered by two thin strips that covered little besides my nipples. I knew it would be easy to have something pop out, but it would be just me and Austin, and I knew he wouldn't mind. I heard Austin's car pull in the driveway so I scrambled into my suit. I looked in the mirror and was pleased with my work, knowing I'd probably flash more than just a smile that afternoon. I covered myself up by putting on a big nightshirt, letting it fall to my upper thighs. When I greeted Austin at the door, I hugged him tightly, knowing he'd be able to feel my erect nipples through the shirt and tiny suit. He smirked at me, knowing I was up to something. I immediately led him back to the pool area, sitting down with him on the lounge chairs. After just a few short minutes, I announced my discomfort. "It's pretty damn hot out here," I said, hooking my fingers in the bottom of the shirt. As I began pulling it up, I added, "But it's about to get hotter." Austin's face was priceless when he saw me in the suit. Instantly, he had his shirt off and was left in just his swim trunks and his excitement was proven when I saw a small bulge begin to form. I heard something next door and saw my male neighbor on his deck in his backyard. It was elevated so I knew he could clearly see me. I sent a cute wave his way paired with a smile, acting innocent in my bathing suit that proved the opposite. He smiled back nervously and started up his grill, pretending to be occupied by anything else. "It seems that it might be easy to get burned in that gorgeous little number, Mandy," Austin declared. He picked up the tanning lotion and shot me a lustful gaze. "Hm, I guess I'll have to make sure I don't miss anything," I teased as I took the lotion from his grip. He looked disappointed, clearly wanting to apply it himself, but I winked to assure that he was in for a show. I laid back on the lounger and saw my neighbor from the corner of my eye and knew I had an audience of at least two men. I squirted the lotion onto the palm of my hand and it was already warm from being in the sun. I first lathered up my arms, leaving no part of them untouched. I gradually moved down to my legs, starting at my ankles. I knew from the way I was sitting up and bending over, my tits hanging down, that my audience would be graced with the sight of the sides of my tits. If only they knew what they'd be in for later. I worked my way up my ankle to my calves and knees, then my thighs. I gave a slight moan for the men's sake as I massaged my own legs, finishing up quickly on the area near my pussy to tease them. I put a small amount of sunscreen near my belly button and spread it out, my fingers sliding beneath the two strips holding my breasts in place. As I moved up, my fingers finding their way into my cleavage, I boldly took my lotion-soaked hands and slid them under the two respective strips, each hand resting on one of my tits. I closed my eyes and leaned back, feeling my palms in direct contact with my nipples and letting out a groan at the feeling. I opened my eyes just a sliver to see Austin rubbing himself outside of his swim trunks and my neighbor biting his lip to hold back from moaning as he took out some burgers to put on the grill. Once I decided that my part of the show was over, I granted Austin's wishes and handed him the bottle of tanning lotion. He excitedly stood up and straddled my ass once I rolled over on my stomach. I could feel his bulge against my scantily clad ass cheeks along with him slowly grinding against my as he poured a generous amount of the warm lotion on the center of my back. As he worked my back, intending more of a massage than actually protecting my skin, I reached over onto the table next to my lounger and picked up my shades. Once I put them on, I knew I could watch our little voyeur without him even knowing. Austin focused his concentration on the sides of my breasts, occasionally slipping his hands under the strips to feel my nipples and rub the lotion on them until they were slippery. He continued like this for about ten minutes until I decided my back was covered and told him to work on the backs of my legs. I peeked up at my neighbor and held back a grin when I saw him openly staring at me. He had taken off his shirt, which was excusable because of the heat, but I doubted that was the reason, especially when I saw his hand near his shorts as he flipped burgers on the grill. Austin's hands were like magic as they paid special attention to my legs. He made sure to cover every inch of my skin, both of us knowing it was more for his benefit than mine. Once he finished my upper legs, knowing he would be lathering up my ass next, I bent my body so my ass was sticking right out at him, like I was in a modest doggy-style position. I wondered if my neighbor could get even a fraction of the view I knew Austin was getting, especially since the strip of material beneath my pussy was soaking wet. Austin was very slow to finish up my ass and I was grateful, getting very worked up with every stroke. I knew I was fully covered in lotion and wondered what stage two of my exhibition would be. I decided I'd let things happen on their own until then when I went over to the side of pool, Austin quick to follow. As I pranced around the edge of the pool, I could feel my tits bouncing around. Once I reached the opposite side, I felt my nipple clinging on to the very last centimeter of material and threatening to pop out of the side. I didn't touch it and, in fact, tried to formulate a plan that would allow the nub to make an appearance without making it seem intentional. Casually, I stretched out with my arms over my head, jutting the front of my body out at anyone who was watching. I felt my nipple escape the strip it had been held in and my entire tit jiggled as it sprung out. I even felt my pussy get a little more exposed as I started getting a wedgie in the front of my suit. I acted as if nothing happened and Austin looked giddy with excitement once he saw the puckered pink bud. I nonchalantly sauntered down the steps of the ladder and submerged myself beneath the water. I was greatly disappointed when I felt my tit fall back into place beneath the strip of material. Nothing too exciting happened during our first dip in the pool, although Austin seemed to be trying to get a little frisky along the edge of it as we made out. I kept stealing glances at my neighbor and wondered if he was actually cooking anything, because otherwise it would be extremely burnt at that point. After some time, Austin was called by his mother to fix something at home and promised he's be back soon. We both exited the pool and I rested on the lounger, basking in the sunlight with my sunglasses on again as I drifted to sleep. I woke up to a few gusts of wind I had assumed were going on while I was sleeping as well. I didn't bother to open my eyes until I felt my torso getting warmer than it had before. I opened my eyes without removing my sunglasses and realized the wind had been pushing the strip over my breast to the side. I held back a grin and pretended to be asleep, still watching from behind my shades, until the wind managed to free both of my tits at once, exposing them to the afternoon air. I didn't want my neighbor to be aware of what was going on, so I stayed still, not drawing attention to the fact that I was awake. I struggled when the breeze tickled the sensitive flesh of my nipple and sweat droplets forming on the newly exposed skin on my tits, causing my breasts to glisten more every second. I wanted to moan in pleasure and was glad I was pretending to be asleep so I didn't have to stop what was going on. My nipples had to be standing proudly at least an inch from my breasts as the breeze pleased them. The wind seemed to want to tease the neighbor as much as I did, constantly throwing gusts against my boobs and peeling the suit apart even further. Once Mother Nature seemed to have given it a rest, I peered down and realized the strips that had once been parallel in the center of my chest were now at my sides. The knot behind my neck holding them to my body was struggling to be untied and I wanted so badly for it to be undone. I looked over to my neighbor's deck out of the corner of my eye and, clearly thinking I was still asleep, he was rubbing his crotch through his shorts. That was when I drank in the sight of him. He was good-looking, probably in his mid-thirties and unattached based on the lack of women I'd seen at his house. I could clearly see a tent in his shorts and planned how I could get the top of my suit completely off. Once I saw my neighbor turn to his grill, focusing on the burgers for a moment, I quickly loosened the knot behind my neck until the strings were merely laying on the lounger beneath me. The wind picked up again with the sides of my suit was barely hanging on, and I felt a tug on it as the wind picked up force. Eventually, when it was no longer very windy and starting to get hot again, I was completely topless, the top of the suit around my waist and my nipples glistening from my sweat. I was so aroused that I just wanted to be naked. I pretended to groggily sit up and stretch as if I just woke up. I took off my shades and stood up, letting the bathing suit fall a bit down my legs since it wasn't being supported anymore. I pretended not to notice when my pussy was exposed to the sunlight, and once I felt the material becoming gravity's victim, I knew there was no turning back. The black one-piece pooled at my ankles and I was standing naked for my neighbor without him even knowing I was aware of it. I feigned a gasp and picked up the material in my hand, acting shocked. I then became very devious and shrugged, then went over to the pool. I got one of the inflatable tubes and tossed it into the water before getting into it. My ass hung out from the bottom, unable to be seen, but my tits were out in the open and I had spread my legs to get them over the rounded edge of the tube. I returned to my nap, hoping my neighbor enjoyed the show. I woke up to the sound of Austin returning at my house. I quickly hopped out of the pool and put my suit back on, not wanting him to realize I had been naked and my neighbor had seen. I knew he loved when I showed off, but I wasn't sure how he'd feel about it when I did it without him there. I greeted him with a big hug as his hands encircled my body and tugged the thong-like part of my suit and it disappeared between the cheeks of my ass. I realized the view from behind me must have been quite a sight, with only a thin strip running along my waist and nothing else. To my surprise, my neighbor poked his head out from his back door and called out to us. "Hey kids, want some burgers?" he asked, and I was getting even more aroused at the fact that he was making it obvious that he had been watching us. It was approaching four o'clock so Austin turned to me and nodded his head in agreement, still shirtless. We strolled over to his deck easily since there was no fence separating my backyard with his. "Enjoying the sun, huh?" he asked casually. I knew that he was. "Yeah, but it's so damn hot!" I exclaimed. Now was my opportunity to see if Austin approved of me showing off to my neighbor. "I just feel like this tiny suit is still too much clothing in this heat." Austin was quick to chime in. "I'm sure it wouldn't be a problem if you took it off, babe," he suggested. He didn't know that my neighbor had already seen me naked, but I did. My neighbor was getting the burgers from the grill and his cheeks appeared to be red, probably from the guilt of already seeing me exposed. I leaned over to Austin, about to ask if he'd be okay with me showing a little something when he winked and patted my bare thigh in approval. My neighbor returned, placing a plate of food in front of all three of us. I put extra condiments on mine with a plan in mind. Once I bit into it, ketchup came oozing out, and it struck right where I wanted it to: on my suit. I let out a girlish squeal and went into a fake panic before untying the string behind my neck and letting the straps of material fall to my waist. "That should make it easier for me to eat without getting anything on me," I said with a giggle. "I hope you don't mind," I added, directing it at my neighbor. He simply shook his head, clearly unable to find words as he ogled my bare chest. Step one, complete. For step two, I simply changed my aim. As I took another bite, more of the ketchup poured onto me, but this time directly on my pussy. I looked sheepishly at the men around me and they simply nodded. I stood up, wiping the ketchup off of me, and removed the suit completely. I was sitting there naked in front of my boyfriend and neighbor! My neighbor licked his lips but I doubted it was for his food. I don't think the boys were expecting anything else, so I decided to shock them with step three. With my last bite, I watched as the final bit of ketchup landed on my bare pussy. I grinned when Austin flashed me a smile and put on my best innocent face. "Would you mind cleaning this up for me, babe? I wouldn't want it going to waste," I teased. He willingly obliged and leaned over, right in front of my neighbor, and planted a kiss right on the mound of my pussy, sucking up what had fallen there. I was so aroused that I was sure I was forming a puddle on my chair. Once we all finished, I asked my neighbor if he'd like to come over for a swim. He told us his name was Adam, and we introduced ourselves as we walked back to the pool. I had my suit bunched up in my hand and I tossed it over at the loungers as we walked over the water. When we were all inside, I came up with a naughty idea to get Adam more than just a sight he'd never forget. "Let's play Marco Polo!" I said excitedly. The two men agreed and I was the first to go. Once I caught Austin and knew it was him I'd be tagging, I teasingly reached down and tagged his erection beneath his swim trunks. He groaned at this and then I had another idea. "I don't think it's very fair that I'm the only one not wearing clothes," I complained with a pout. Before I knew it, both of their trunks were being tossed to the side of the pool. I stole a glance at Austin to see if he was okay with it, and his erection spoke wonders for him. It was Austin's turn to be it, and he awkwardly caught Adam. I wondered if their cocks touched each other beneath the water or something because they avoided eye contact. I so wished I was part of that. My dreams came true when Adam was headed toward me. Of course, he couldn't see me, but I was ready and willing to be tagged by him. I pushed out my chest to assure he'd grab one tit or the other, but to my pleasant surprise, both of his hands reached out and he unknowingly grabbed both. I squealed at the feeling and he opened his eyes after squeezing my tits and realizing what he was holding. I felt his cock press against my thigh underwater and moaned, knowing how hard it was. This went on for a while until we were tired of playing. Adam got a few good gropes of my tits and I was able to feel his dick brush against my skin a few times. Austin excused himself, probably to use the bathroom, so I joined Adam who was sitting on the edge of the pool. I sat next to him, slightly turned toward him so my hard nipple was pressed against his chest. I rubbed his arm with a sultry smile as I looked up at him. "It was so nice meeting you today," I said, then looked directly at his hard erection and added, "and you, too." Adam chuckled to himself and I watched as he stared at my tits, trying to keep his eyes away from my pussy. Just then, as I thought he was about to kiss me, my dog found his way between us and I laughed at the irony of the situation. The night settled down at that point and eventually Adam went home and Austin took me right on the side of the pool, but that wasn't the last time I wore that bathing suit, and it definitely wasn't the last time Adam saw me in it.