Thursday, September 15, 2011

The Bath (short story)


While laying in the silky bubble bath my fingers being to wonder. At first I start to play with my breasts, rubbing my nipples, pulling them, squeezing them, enjoying the sensation. My one hand begins to wonder down my abs delicately and to my thighs. I enjoy the tickles. I begin to start to gentle touch my mound. Rubbing it. My fingers glide between the lips. My other hand still sqeezing my breast. Moaning softly I can feel my wetness as I start to explore myself. My eyes are closed. The feeling is incredible. 

Suddenly I hear a noise. You are standing there watching me. Lusting after me. I continue knowing you are enjoying the show, seeing your hardness grow in your pants. Soon you come over and start to kiss me. I grab your hands and get you to take over fingering me as I start to rip your clothes off. Your cock. It's what I want in my mouth. And so I have it hungerly. Deeply. Quickly I suck you as finger fuck me and thumb my clit. 

Soon you are yanking me from the tub. Over the sink you take me from behind. Hard and deep. I sceam in such desire. We look at each other in the mirror. Such passion on each others faces as we fuck. I feel myself start to come and know you are about to too. The delicious smiles on our faces as you rock me. The intense orgasms. I collapse on your chest. 

Oh we look at each others reflections knowing that this is just the beginning of the night.

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