Bath Time - Part 1
I enter the room slowly. The lights are off, but there is a soft glow in the room. I can feel the warm humid air of a soaking tub. I smell the sweet aroma of the oils in the bath water. It is a large bathroom with space for a large glass wall shower beside a large garden tub, with jets. The tile floor runs up onto the step for the tub and to the tub deck and shower walls.
The soft glow in the room is from the candles placed around the deck of the tub, and I can see you, lying back in the warm water, your head resting on a small pillow. Your eyes are closed. I do not think you know I am in the room. What a pretty face and beautiful smile. You look completely relaxed, just soaking in the moment.
I do not want to disturb you, so I quietly move to the step and sit where I am just behind you, looking over your shoulder. I am mesmerized by your beauty, your perfectly smooth cheek, your hair flowing over your shoulder. Beads of water on your chest glisten and sparkle from the dancing candle flames.
The slope of your breasts gradually building as they approach the water line, your perfectly shaped nipples poking in and out of the water, the slightest ripples in the water lapping at them in delight.
I am glad you have not turned on the jets, as the calm water lets me clearly see your slender body, and your firm flat tummy. My eyes move to your hips, which I know makes that very sexy profile you have, and those tan lines draw my eyes to your love mound, clean shaven, and so inviting. I can see just the beginning of your divide that I know leads to your love opening.
I am mesmerized. It is almost hard to breathe looking at such beauty. Could it be a mirage? I did not want to touch the water lest the image disappear. Yet I knew it was you, right in front of me.
And I see two of the most lovely, long, slender, firm legs reaching all the way to your cute feet.
As I sit there spell bound, you are lying so still I wonder if you are asleep. Then I see your hands begin to move under the water. They touch your hips first, and then as if in unison, the move onto your tummy. The oils in the water makes your skin so silky smooth and slick. Your hand move up to your breast where you cup both breasts and hold them firmly, you massage them a little, and you gently pinch you nipples between your fingers. Your head turns slightly on the pillow; your tongue gently licks your lips.
Your hands that have been moving in perfect harmony now seem to part ways. Your left hand is cupping your breast, fingers toying with your nipple, and your right hand is making its way back down your tummy. You stop briefly at your belly button, as if to say ‘Hi’ then proceed down, fingers first to your love mound. As your fingers ease over the edge of your mound and begin to push between your legs, you stop. Your hand fully covering your mound, you press tightly. You make a slight moan.
You slowly spread your legs, just a little, to make room for you hand to reach deeper between your legs. Your breathing is getting more noticeable now. Your middle finger begins to make its way inside you, and you make a short gasp as it penetrates you and you push it deep inside.
The oils make your skin slick, but your juices are flowing too, starting to make the water a little milky. Your whole hand is rubbing up and down over your mound, and pushing your finger in and out of you. You are moaning softly now, and your left hand is still firmly holding your breast as your fingers pinch your nipple. Then your hand moves to your other breast, as if not wanting to be left out.
Your legs are getting tense, and you are moving your hips in rhythm to your hand, thrusting your hips up to meet your hand as you are pushing two fingers deep inside you.
You are moving your hand up and down so fast now I cannot see in the water. But I can hear you are breathing faster, moaning louder, almost frantic. Then you stop. You are holding your breath; your whole body is tense; your back has arched as you thrust your hips up to impale your fingers. You have raised your hips till your love mound is out of the water. I can see your hand shaking as it cups your mound, your legs have clamped on your hand as if not to let it go. Your whole body shudders. Finally you gasp for air, and let out a loud moan. Slowly your shaking subsides, and your body begins to relax as you lower your hips back down into that warm water.
Your fingers relax their pinch on your nipple, but your fingers still stay deep inside you as you soak up the sheer pleasure. You slowly slide your fingers out and they stop briefly to gently touch your swollen, sensitive clit sending another wave of pleasure over you.
As you relax, eyes still closed, I quietly leave the room.
The soft glow in the room is from the candles placed around the deck of the tub, and I can see you, lying back in the warm water, your head resting on a small pillow. Your eyes are closed. I do not think you know I am in the room. What a pretty face and beautiful smile. You look completely relaxed, just soaking in the moment.
I do not want to disturb you, so I quietly move to the step and sit where I am just behind you, looking over your shoulder. I am mesmerized by your beauty, your perfectly smooth cheek, your hair flowing over your shoulder. Beads of water on your chest glisten and sparkle from the dancing candle flames.
The slope of your breasts gradually building as they approach the water line, your perfectly shaped nipples poking in and out of the water, the slightest ripples in the water lapping at them in delight.
I am glad you have not turned on the jets, as the calm water lets me clearly see your slender body, and your firm flat tummy. My eyes move to your hips, which I know makes that very sexy profile you have, and those tan lines draw my eyes to your love mound, clean shaven, and so inviting. I can see just the beginning of your divide that I know leads to your love opening.
I am mesmerized. It is almost hard to breathe looking at such beauty. Could it be a mirage? I did not want to touch the water lest the image disappear. Yet I knew it was you, right in front of me.
And I see two of the most lovely, long, slender, firm legs reaching all the way to your cute feet.
As I sit there spell bound, you are lying so still I wonder if you are asleep. Then I see your hands begin to move under the water. They touch your hips first, and then as if in unison, the move onto your tummy. The oils in the water makes your skin so silky smooth and slick. Your hand move up to your breast where you cup both breasts and hold them firmly, you massage them a little, and you gently pinch you nipples between your fingers. Your head turns slightly on the pillow; your tongue gently licks your lips.
Your hands that have been moving in perfect harmony now seem to part ways. Your left hand is cupping your breast, fingers toying with your nipple, and your right hand is making its way back down your tummy. You stop briefly at your belly button, as if to say ‘Hi’ then proceed down, fingers first to your love mound. As your fingers ease over the edge of your mound and begin to push between your legs, you stop. Your hand fully covering your mound, you press tightly. You make a slight moan.
You slowly spread your legs, just a little, to make room for you hand to reach deeper between your legs. Your breathing is getting more noticeable now. Your middle finger begins to make its way inside you, and you make a short gasp as it penetrates you and you push it deep inside.
The oils make your skin slick, but your juices are flowing too, starting to make the water a little milky. Your whole hand is rubbing up and down over your mound, and pushing your finger in and out of you. You are moaning softly now, and your left hand is still firmly holding your breast as your fingers pinch your nipple. Then your hand moves to your other breast, as if not wanting to be left out.
Your legs are getting tense, and you are moving your hips in rhythm to your hand, thrusting your hips up to meet your hand as you are pushing two fingers deep inside you.
You are moving your hand up and down so fast now I cannot see in the water. But I can hear you are breathing faster, moaning louder, almost frantic. Then you stop. You are holding your breath; your whole body is tense; your back has arched as you thrust your hips up to impale your fingers. You have raised your hips till your love mound is out of the water. I can see your hand shaking as it cups your mound, your legs have clamped on your hand as if not to let it go. Your whole body shudders. Finally you gasp for air, and let out a loud moan. Slowly your shaking subsides, and your body begins to relax as you lower your hips back down into that warm water.
Your fingers relax their pinch on your nipple, but your fingers still stay deep inside you as you soak up the sheer pleasure. You slowly slide your fingers out and they stop briefly to gently touch your swollen, sensitive clit sending another wave of pleasure over you.
As you relax, eyes still closed, I quietly leave the room.
7年前
