Bath Time

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It had been a long, hard day at work and I was ready to just relax. I left this morning particularly frustrated because you had left me in the horniest state possible, and by the time the day was done, I was willing to do just about anything. Much to my disappointment, however, your car wasn’t in the driveway when I arrived home. I had gone way above the speed limit to reach you quicker, but to no avail. Slumping, I grabbed my bags, keeping my keys in hand, and hurried to the door, making sure to take in my surroundings as best I could. Ever since I was about thirteen, I was terribly paranoid, and it had saved me numerous times. Rushing inside, I quickly locked the door and closed the curtains to the windows beside it.

Your scent reached my nostrils, the familiarity of home filled me with a sense of security. I felt free and safe when I was here, and even more so when you were beside me. Before trotting into the kitchen for a quick bite, I slipped off my work shoes and put my coat on the hooks beside the door. Nothing appealed to me in the fridge, so I grabbed a banana from the fruit bowl we always kept on the table. It reminded me of dirty things, causing me to grin and let out a little giggle. My heart pitter-pattered as I noticed a note on the counter. It read, “Hello love, sorry I won’t be home when you get back; there was an emergency that I had to take care of at the office. Wait for me to have dinner, please? I love you.” I smiled at the familiarity of your script, the way you even pleaded for things in writing.

Giggling, and still holding the banana in my hand, I skipped upstairs to get out of my work clothes. My attention was drawn to my small collection of bubble bath scents and beads, and I thought about how lovely a shower or a bath would feel, and began to strip. My short black skirt fell to the floor with one swift movement, revealing robin’s-egg blue panties underneath; the blue fabric damp from the torture I had undergone during the day from being horny. Next, I unbuttoned the sweater illegal bahis I wore over a blue short-sleeved silk shirt. I unpeeled the banana and took a small bite. The exotic flavor burst onto my tongue and my stomach churned at the knowledge that it was finally being fed today.

Skipping into the bathroom connected to the bedroom to turn on the water, I took one more bite, and stopped chewing — I thought I heard a noise outside, but decided that it was nothing and went about my business. Living in practically the country, it was not uncommon for animals to wander up to a house. The water gushed out as soon as I pushed the lever up. I shivered at the cold and quickly turned it to practically boiling. After I plugged the drain, I wandered back into the bedroom to choose my flavor bath oil. Gazing over my collection, I finished the banana and placed the peel on the dresser-top. Jasmine seemed nice tonight, since it was such a relaxing scent to me.

I sniffed the bottle, closing my eyes as the freshness reached my nasal cavities. I let out a little moan and imagined you there with me; my fingers dived to touch the swollen, wet flesh between my legs and an electric wave was sent through my body. Coming to my senses, I thought to myself, “That can wait…” and finished removing my clothing; the shirt first, and then my panties. Bras were not something I enjoyed, so I tended to not wear them often. Sitting on the lip of the bathtub, I slowly poured a little bit of the oil into the running water. Again, I heard a noise, but decided to ignore it. Reaching out to turn the water temperature down, I heard a rustle of keys outside. My heart caught in my throat — I wasn’t prepared for you to be home yet. Sighing, I quietly ran into the bedroom and opened the door so that you could easily hear me…

If I made a noise, that is.

I reached into my bedside table and pulled out my ten-inch dildo, grinned at myself in the mirror, and then quickly scooted into the bathroom just before the door slammed behind illegal bahis siteleri you, and your voice sounded, “Julie? Are you home babe?” I slipped into the bathtub with my dildo and wasted no time at all — I was horny and needed relief, damn it. Your feet sounded on the steps and my heart pounded as the dildo began to pentrate me. I allowed myself to moan as it hit my cervix. Obviously you heard me, because your steps came closer and closer. Sinking into the tub, allowing one leg to drape over the side, I continued the assault on my aching pussy. Moans escaped my lips, my eyes closed, and my back arched. “Ohhh…” I cried as the plastic cock hit my cervix again and again. I could feel the cum spurting out from my own body, but still I kept up the pace. I completely forgot about you being home after ten or fifteen minutes of this treatment.

“Started without me, I see.” Your voice sounded and my eyes snapped open.

“I couldn’t help myself… You were on my mind all day… I..” I stopped, realizing that you were completely naked. You still looked like a God to me, even though you insisted that I should not treat you like one. My hand kept pushing the dildo in me, over and over again, though my mind was focused on you. Your dark brown hair, your soft skin, your sweet lips, your chest… You. Wonderful, exquisite you…

“Have any room in there? Or should I leave you two alone?” You asked, gesturing towards my dildo. I responded with a nod, jaw dropped, eyes and mind completely on you. “Yes to what? You want me to leave..? Alright then, I’ll just go jerk off by myself…”

“No!” I was able to yelp. “Stay…” I slowly removed the dildo from my barely-used pussy and tossed it in the sink. You smiled with glee and slipped into the pool of hot water behind me, your legs straddling my backside, and wrapped your arms around me, lightly grazing my hard nipples with your hands. I leaned back, feeling your hard cock pressed into the small of my back. “Let’s make you a little more comfortable..” canlı bahis siteleri My hand reached down and guided your hard-on to my still-aching pussy. I slowly impaled myself on your cock, thicker than the dildo and much more satisfying in my eyes. You groaned in approval as I pushed further and further, allowing your size to stretch my pussy lips. The water slowly rippled around us, and my breasts bounced slightly; two motions that would quickly be increased in the rate by which they were occurring.

“Ohh yeah..” Was the only sound you made as I slid back up and down, my juices coating your cock. A moan escaped my lips as I moved faster over you, allowing you to penetrate me even further. My eyes shot right open as soon as you hit my cervix, and a loud scream-like moan escaped my lips. The shocks were sent through my body, giving the most wonderful pleasure I had felt yet that evening.

“Oh fuck Aaron… Oh God…” Your hands reached to twist and pull on my nipples, your mouth locked on my neck. My fingers felt where you and I were joined, causing me to moan again at the realization that we were as one. I traced down to your balls, causing you to let out a moan of your own. Gently massaging them, I kissing you with need and want, pulling your head to mine with my free hand. You began pumping your hips faster and faster, every time you hit my depths I moaned into your mouth. A tear ran down my cheek right before I orgasmed powerfully.

“Fuckity fuck.. Oh God…” My moans grew louder as you desperately pounded my well-worked pussy, mini-orgasms ran through my body as I purposefully clenched the muscles of my pussy walls. You grunted and I felt hot spurts of a thick liquid fill my insides. The water splashed around us, my boobs were still bouncing, and, judging by the look on your face, we were both satisfied.

Your arms wrapped around me as you kissed me gently. To my surprise, you were still hard buried inside of me. Picking me up carefully, allowing your still-hard cock to slip out of my very wet pussy with a quiet slurp, you stepped out of the bathtub, and bent down so that I could un-plug it in order for the water to drain.

My arms immediately went around your wet neck, and I gazed into your eyes as you carried me into the bedroom.

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