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Subject: Title story: "Between Baths" Author: INCESTOR                                                                   56993803
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Date: Sun, 16 Oct 2005 20:16:49 +0000

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Between Baths

by EmmaB ©

The lovers stood, locked in each other's arms, mouths slowly, sensuously
together as they kissed, her arms around his neck, hands in his hair; his hands
cupping her breasts, stroking his palms across her nipples.

She had watched him at the computer that evening, working hard, and after a long
sweetly-scented bath where the heat of the water seemed to permeate her, had
determined to take his mind off work. She went over to the table next to the
computer, where his papers were laid out and carefully pushed them aside and sat
down on the edge. She leaned forward, her hands on the table edge, as he looked
at her, the silky robe she was wearing falling open slightly. She felt his eyes
move, following the deep V of the neckline down to the deep cleavage it
revealed, and down further to where her thighs parted. She felt her face flush
at the frank sexual desire in his eyes.

He stood and put his hands on her shoulders, gently drawing her to her feet. Her
eyes stayed on his face as she felt his fingers moving down, inside her robe.
She felt the silk drag across her swelling nipples as he pulled the robe open
and cupped her voluptuous breasts, the soft flesh filling and overflowing his
hands. He leaned down, mouth moving toward hers, and she felt his voice like a
touch, "You hot woman…. I can already smell the sweet scent of your pussy." And
then his mouth was on hers.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed into his hands as they kissed,
straining against him, feeling the tingling desire, like an electrical current,
running through her body. The kiss became deeper, more breathless and she
whispered against his mouth between kisses, "Lover…. Oh god, I need you… I'm so
hot for you." She felt a hand leave her breast, and then one finger, sneaking
in between her pussy lips, slipping through her wetness, circling her pulsing
clit. She heard the undercurrent of laughter in his voice as his finger teased
her, making her gasp and jerk against him, "Oh yeah… you are hot. You're
dripping wet."

His mouth moved down, licking and sucking on her neck, her collarbone, down to
one distended nipple. He took it between his lips as he took her clitoris
between his thumb and finger and played with them together. She moaned, her
hands in his hair, holding his face to her breast as he sucked and tongued and
bit gently, his fingers between her legs making her groan helplessly. He smiled
at the sound, and slowed his fingers….still touching, still tantalizing her most
sensitive place, but drawing her back from the brink of orgasm. "That's right,
baby. Give it up. I'm going to make you cum like you never have before."

She took his face in her hands and kissed him over and over. "Make me cum now,"
she murmured, and then moaned, a small frustrated sound as he withdrew his
fingers from her. "Not yet, darling."

She felt his hands slide behind her, cup her ass and lift her back onto the
table again. He took her robe and pulled it from her so that it lay in a pool of
silk underneath her. "Spread your legs for me, Emma," his soft voice commanded.
She opened her legs wide, breath coming quickly as he knelt in front of her. His
face was level with her exposed pussy, and she could feel the warm puffs of his
breath as he murmured, "Look at you, you beautiful creature. You have a body
made to be made love to…made for me." She gasped, dizzy with desire, as he
trailed his fingers up her inner thighs to her swollen pussy lips, "Yes, love…
made for you. I'm yours, lover."

He gave a low growl of satisfaction and leaned forward, burying his face between
her legs. He moaned at that first contact, and lapped at her with long strokes
of his tongue. She leaned back on one arm and brought her other hand to his
head, pulling his face into her body. "Ooooh lover," she gasped. "Eat me out.
Eat my wet cunt, you sweet-mouthed man. Taste my cum as it pours out of me."

Moving on instinct, the need to be as open to him as possible, she brought her
feet up, resting her heels on the edge of the table, leaning back on both hands
so that her legs were splayed wide, her pussy widely exposed, the pucker of her
anus now in tempting view. He smiled appreciatively at her. "Sexy slut," he said
lovingly. Their eyes met, gazes locked as he licked sensuously all around her
clitoris, feeling it swell under his tongue. They watched each other in a long,
long moment where time was as liquid as her cunt and his mouth: she, thrilling
at the sight of his beautiful face between her legs, seeing it move gently,
feeling the movements of his expert tongue on her; he, taking pleasure in her
body laid out before his eyes, her breasts, with their excited erect nipples,
bouncing gently as her body rocked, her face flushed and lust-filled from his
ministrations. Around and over and around again his tongue circled as she
watched his eyes, his fingers pulling back her lips, teasing her opening, and
down further. At the same moment, the eroticism overwhelmed them both and her
head went back, eyes closing as he started sucking on her clit rhythmically.

Her hips pulsed up into his mouth in time with the sweet sucking and she felt
the wetness pouring from her onto his face. His thumbs teased and rubbed around
her asshole, spreading her juices around the opening, and she opened her mouth,
panting, to tell him to put his thumb in her, when she felt his mouth move
lower. "Ooohhh yes!" she gasped. He licked all around her asshole, rimming her,
teasing at the opening, and the sensation was so heady, so wonderful. Without
thinking about what she was doing, she brought one hand between her legs and
started rubbing hard against her engorged clit, moaning loudly.

His tongue came away from her and she cried out, "Lover, no! Please…please don't
stop." She looked down to see him watching her hand at play between her legs,
his eyes rapt, his face wet from her juices. "Oh my god," he said, his voice low
and rough. "I need to watch…see you pleasure that big juicy clit with your sweet
little fingers. Look at you…god, your cunt is gorgeous." And as he spoke, his
thumbs continued their sweet torture of her quivering anus, slipping in just a
bit and then pulling out to rub again. She couldn't say anything, couldn't even
think straight, only knew she had to reach the end or she'd go mad. "You hot
slut…doesn't that feel good? You're going to make yourself cum, baby, while I
watch. I want to see your cum pouring all over your pussy and those talented
fingers of yours."

He buried one thumb to the knuckle in her asshole then, and heard her gasping
cry as he fucked in and out of her, "Yes! Yes, fuck my ass, love! Oh my god…"
Her glistening fingers were moving rhythmically, frantically. He watched their
motion, mesmerized. "Emma." She heard him say her name, even over her moaning.
"Emma… you're so sexy… it's so beautiful."

He slipped his tongue between two of her fingers and flickered it across her
clit like the flame of a candle. The sensation was too much. For a moment, her
body tensed, almost to a breaking point, and then she came, screaming once, and
crying out as the spasms continued to rip through her. He pulled back to watch,
seeing her scarlet red clit like a luscious bud between her fingers; seeing the
wetness pouring out of her quivering pussy. He buried his face in her and drank
it in, his face getting soaked as new waves hit.

He felt the precum dripping from his rock hard cock. He wanted to cum now,
soaking her dripping pussy with his hot cream. His hand was slick with her cum
as he took his cock in his hand and stroked it hard. "Let me see you," her soft
voice said. He looked at her, her face flushed, hair damp with sweat. She was
leaning up on her elbows, legs still splayed wide. "Cum on me. Cum all over me,"
she purred. "My cunt… my tits….my face… let me feel it.. let me taste it."

She leaned forward as he stood, his hand moving up and down the length of his
shaft. She took his balls in one hand and squeezed their fullness. "Oh god,
you're close," she moaned. They watched together, as the bulbous head
disappeared and appeared through his fist. "I want to see it," her soft voice
was husky. "I want to see it spraying from your beautiful dick. Want to see it
explode from you. You sexy lover. Blow your wad all over me… coat me with cum."
Her unexpected words, her squeezing hand, her full lips, parted, tongue licking
over them in anticipation of tasting his cream, the scent of her cunt pervading
the air… all combined into sensory overload and he jacked his cock and cried
out, "Aaahh! I'm cumming!"

She had felt the build up in his balls and opened her mouth to catch the first
stream spurting from him. It filled her mouth and she moaned with delight. She
gulped and leaned back slightly, letting the next spray hit her face and
breasts, then scooted back, parting her legs to let it fall, hot and sticky
across her pussy. Caught up in the sensuality of seeing and feeling him cum like
this, she closed her eyes and let her head fall back, running her hands down
over her face and neck, over her breasts, spreading the viscous fluid over her
breasts and nipples, down across her belly, over her still-soaked pussy. Bathed
in his cum, she opened her eyes to look to where he stood trying to catch his
breath. Her hands were still between her legs and she brought one to her mouth
and licked a finger clean. "Mmmmm," she smiled sensuously. "We taste good."

He knelt in front of her and slowly licked their combined juices from her
pussy. He eased her from the table, until she was kneeling with him, their
bodies glued together with cum and sweat. They kissed long and slow, the taste
of their cum mingling in their mouths. They held each other close, her head on
his shoulder and then he pulled her to her feet. "Come on," he said. "I'll run
a bath for us."

She walked slowly after him, hand in his. "Whenever we take a bath
together, we end up fucking," she said teasingly. "Aren't you worried about
what might happen?"

He smiled as he took her in his arms, and pressed her naked body close to his.
He whispered in her ear, "I'm not done with you yet."


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