Me And My Muse - 2 - Bathroom Amusements
By Jeremy Spencer
Copyright 2004

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Author's Note: The following is a fictional story. In it, fictional characters have hot, sweaty, unprotected, fictional sex. They live in a fictional world without fictional diseases. You do not. Be careful. All characters in this story are old enough to know what they're doing. Now, on to the show!

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I walked into the living room and my breath caught in my throat as I caught sight of Erin.  There my muse lay, stretched out on the sofa, covered only in a sheer silk wrap.  I could see the pink tips of her nipples poking through the filmy grey material.  Her natural musk permeated the air as she stood when I entered the room, the moist lips of her pussy poking out from behind the translucent covering.

"Hello," I finally managed, my eyes locked on Erin's delicate fingers as they slid over the front of her body.  She pinched her own nipple, causing the blood to rush in and swell the tiny nub even further and I stifled a groan as I saw a single trail of her juice leaking down her inner thigh.

"Hello," she giggled as I ogled her smooth flesh.

"Are you busy?" I asked, groaning as a tiny smile playing over Erin's lips as she sucked the tip of her index finger between her pouty lips.  I felt my prick swelling dangerously in my pants and fought the urge to readjust myself.

"No.  No, I'm not doing anything.  Why?" she asked.  Erin leaned against me, her soft breasts pressing into my back as she reached around my body to stroke my chest.  "Did you have something mind, because if you were looking for something to do..." she trailed off before running her tongue along the bottom of my earlobe.

She pulled me down onto the couch, her legs spread wide as I sat in front of her, my back to her ample breasts.  I could feel the diamond-hard points of her nipples digging into my back, even through the material of my shirt.  I shuddered, my prick jumping to attention.  Erin giggled, reaching down to stroke my shaft through my jeans, her breath hot and moist in my ear.

"I did have something in mind," I said heavily, leaning my head back to rest between the twin pillows of Erin's full breasts.  I glanced up, catching Erin's gaze as she looked down on my face.  I found myself lost, not for the first time, in the hypnotic gaze of her emerald-green eyes.

Erin tilted her head lower to meet my own and our lips met, my nose pressed against the smooth jut of her chin.  My mouth opened and my tongue pressed insistently against her lips, begging entrance into the warm confines of her moist mouth.  Erin smiled as her lips parted and her tongue snaked out to meet my own before her mouth dropped down to crush against my own.

Eventually Erin pulled her lips away from mine.  I stood and took her hand, a hot look in her eyes as she reached out and allowed me to pull her from the sofa.  I led her by the hand down the hall to the bathroom and she cooed in delight when she noticed the tub was already full of bubble bath.

"Are you feeling dirty?" I asked and Erin grinned, nodding quickly.  I pulled the nearly nonexistent wrap from around her shoulders, allowing my fingers to trail down over her back and hips, brushing lightly between her firm buttocks.  Erin shivered as I reached around, cupping her breasts in my hands, hefting their soft fullness in my palms.  She sighed and leaned against me, my erection fitting snugly between the valley of her buttocks.

I quickly shed my jeans and shirt, allowing Erin the pleasure of removing my underwear until I too stood naked before her in the bathroom, the green tiles cool under my bare feet.

I held my hand out to steady my muse as she climbed into the water, watching as she lay back, the bubbles obscuring, but not quite covering her turgid nipples.

"Close your eyes," I whispered, grinning as Erin looked at me happily before her eyelids fluttered closed.  I stood there for a moment, enraptured by the beauty reclining before me, before standing to light several candles placed around the room.  Erin breathed deeply as their scent reached her nose and she visibly relaxed back into the soapy water, her hair fanned behind her in an auburn halo.

I reached out and grabbed a washcloth, immersing it in the water before running it lightly over her tummy, dipping my finger into the tiny valley of her belly button.  Erin giggled, her eyes popping open as she smiled at me.

"That tickles," she complained, laughing as my finger moved once again to her dimpled center.

"Eyes closed," I commanded softly and with a tiny smirk my muse complied, her eyes once again shutting.  I lifted one of Erin's arms from the water, running the washcloth up and down its length before switching to the other, gently repeating the process.  She giggled as I let a few droplets of water drip from the wet cloth onto her forehead, but kept her eyes closed, although her lips pursed as she laughed.

Satisfied that Erin was no longer watching, I dropped the washcloth into the water and continued with only my hands.  Erin sighed as she felt my fingers slide along her slippery flesh, gliding along the swell of her hips as I washed her legs.  My hands traveled down first her left then her right leg, stopping to tease the bottoms of her feet and backs of her knees as Erin fought to keep from giggling.

I moved my hands from her smooth thighs up until my knuckles almost, but not quite brushed against the bottom of her cunt.  I imagined I could feel the heat of her pussy even through the warm bath water and smiled as I heard her attempt to stifle a moan.

"Lay still," I whispered in her ear, dragging my hand over the mound of her pussy, barely brushing against her smooth flesh as I moved my hand over her belly and up to her breasts.  I turned on the water momentarily, splashing away the suds from Erin's breasts before I leaned over and captured a firm nipple between my teeth.  Erin inhaled sharply and I glanced up, pleased to see her eyes still closed, a small smile evident on her lips.

Erin's chest was flushed as I licked and sucked at the meaty flesh of her breasts, alternating from left to right until both were slick with my saliva.  Finally I allowed her nipple to pop from between my teeth.  I leaned back, shivering as my erect cock brushed over the cold porcelain side of the tub.

"Stand," I said quietly, enjoying the look of confusion as my muse looked to me.  We're done already?  The unasked question was evident on her face.  "I haven't cleaned you properly yet," I explained.

Erin nodded quickly, water draining from her curves as she stood.  I turned her to face the wall, watching as the last of the soapy bubbles slipped between her ass cheeks before dripping down her legs.  I reached out a hand, my fingers gliding easily over her slippery flesh as I kneaded each muscular cheek.

I grinned as Erin subtly spread her thighs, silently inviting my fingers to travel lower, to the wet mouth of her cunt.  I felt the urge to bury a finger between her moist lips, but instead I moved away, drawing a quiet moan of disappointment.  Reaching down, I cupped my hands together and filled the temporary bowl with water as I rinsed off her back and legs.

"We're done," I announced and Erin spun quickly to stare at me.

"What?" she sputtered, her eyes looking at me in confusion.  She appeared ready to protest until I reached down to stroke the thick shaft of my erection, poking out from my groin.

"We're done in here," I clarified.  "You have a hard to reach place that needs to be attended to.  This last bit of cleaning needs to be done in the bedroom."

A look of understanding flickered over Erin's dainty features and a happy grin split her face.  The two of us hurried into the bedroom, uncaring of the wet trail of footprints following us down the hallway, and jumped onto my bed.

"Oh Jeremy," she sighed as I knelt between her open thighs.  Erin's eyes were riveted to my groin as I swabbed the head of my cock between her labia, coating myself in her slippery secretions.  She moaned as I teased her until finally her hips rose from the bed, the mouth of her cunt seeming to open wide in an attempt to capture my prick in her hot wetness.

The sensations of her slippery flesh against the soft crown of my cock grew until at last my own need reached a boiling point.  I gripped my staff in my hand as I aimed it directly into her center, thrusting my hips forward.  We both groaned as my cock split through her slippery tunnel as I buried myself in one stroke.

It never ceased to amaze me that this woman was always so wet and anxious for my prick.  In the two weeks since Erin had appeared out of the blue, announcing herself as my muse, not a day had passed that we hadn't made love at least twice, each time as frantic and passionate as teens.  I felt renewed in body and spirit and now lived for the moment, intent only on capturing all that life had to offer.


A sigh escaped Erin's lips as I withdrew from her slippery sheath, my cock now shiny with her slick cream.  I caught myself as I was about to once again thrust ahead wildly, forcing myself to go slowly.  This time I wanted to make our lovemaking last.

I bent to kiss Erin's waiting lips, her tongue as slippery as an eel inside my mouth as it swirled against my own tongue.  I slowly pushed my prick into her cunt, her walls stretching tightly around my cock until  I felt my balls resting against her ass.  I reached down to cut the firm cheeks, feeling them tighten in my hands as she flexed her inner muscles around my shaft.

"Oh God, that feels good," I moaned.  Erin hissed her agreement, her arms reaching around my neck as her fingers played with the hair on the back of my head.  Slowly I withdrew until only the head of my cock was still trapped inside her pussy.  I paused, looking down between our bodies to where we were joined.  I watched as Erin's outer lips seemed to flutter around my cock, drawing me back into the warm wetness of her cunt.

Erin's hips raised from the bed to meet me as I pushed forward once between the lips of her quim.  As I thrust ahead, Erin trapped my hips between her thighs, locking her ankles behind my back and forcing me even deeper.  She groaned as my cock bumped the back of her pussy and I felt her lurch as my prick threatened to force its way past her cervix.

"Oh fuck," she hissed, squeezing me even harder.  I froze as I felt her entire body shudder as a massive orgasm flowed through her muscles.  Erin's pussy spasmed around my cock as she released a flood of juices, further lubricating her tunnel.  I pulled back, feeling her cunt's grip lessen slightly and sped my movements into her wetness, my own orgasm rapidly nearing.

As I held myself up on my forearms, Erin tilted her head forward and ran her tongue around the rough skin of my nipple, something no woman had ever done to me before.  I felt a jolt as my nipple responded to her attentions, tightening slightly under her slippery tongue.  She quickly switched to my other nipple, teasing it also to a stiff rigidness matched only by my prick, which I was now sawing quickly in and out of her cunt.

Suddenly I saw stars and my cock erupted, coating the inside of Erin's pussy with my sticky cum.  I froze, shooting again and again until at last I was spent.  I sagged to the bed, rolling my weight off Erin's slight form and she quickly rolled with me, resting her head against my chest.

I panted, my body now as wet with our sweat as Erin's had been straight from the bath.  My pulse slowed gradually as I held her naked body against my own.  I reached out a hand between Erin's thighs to smear our juices over the nub of her clitoris, slowly bringing my muse to another orgasm as she clung to me, screaming her release into my chest.

I watched in fascination as Erin's stiff nipples slowly returned to their normal size as the flush retreated from her neck and upper chest.  She sighed contentedly, one leg thrown over my own, her pussy resting against my hip as I caressed her smooth flesh.  The scent of our lovemaking permeated the air, a mixture of sweat and musk.

"I think we both need a bath now," I joked.  Erin looked up at me, smiling lightly as her green eyes danced with anticipation.  She reached down to grasp at my cock, slowly stroking me back to erection.

"I get to wash you first," she laughed.  "God, I love baths."

End (?)