Me:

So we're sitting together in the bathroom chatting, me dressed from the waist down beside the tub, you submerged beneath the bubbles.

As we chat I notice a knee appear.

I take the hint and casually reach over and start to run my hand over it, picking up bubbles and warm water to drizzle over the exposed skin.

I begin to stroke your knee, my hand running back and forward over it, my hands move towards your foot and i gently massage your exposed calf.

I slowly lift the leg clear of the water and continue to massage it down to your foot, letting it rest on the side of the tub.

This causes you to close your eyes, lean back, and relax against the tub.

Lazily the other leg begins to appear, at which point i switch to it, continuing my ministrations on the newly exposed skin.

I continue to massage towards the foot of your second leg, again scooping warm water and ensuring that all skin remains wet and soapy.

I rest your second leg on the other side of the bathtub.

Seeing you relaxed and noticing your new and exposed position with your legs spread beneath the waterline, a devilish grin spreads across my face and i move my hands back up to your knee, i slowly allow my fingers to dip into the water ever so slightly, dragging my nails in slow lazy circles around the muscle there, just a few centimetres above the knee.

I glace at your face looking for a response to see if i should go further.

Her:

The look on my face is one of pure bliss and enjoyment.

Me:

I graze my nails on one hand in slow lazy circles just under the waterline, keeping you distracted while i carefully shift my body along the tub until i am near your shoulders.

With my other hand i reach around and firmly start kneading your shoulder muscles, your head tilts back exposing your neck, so i lean down and gently bite it on the side, sucking gently against the skin there, so as to not leave any marks.

I notice some movement under the suds and get the impression that you've shifted an arm, to where i'm not sure, but i can tell you're enjoying my ministrations so i decide to become more bold.

Can you guess what my next move will be?

Her:

Well I am hoping your next move would be to slide your hands back up to my neck and slowly slide them towards my front. Massaging in teasing circles. Then firm ones. Slowly extending down towards my stomach and easing tension where you go.

Still teasing my neck where you can feel my pulse racing. Knowing I’m enjoying your actions. By this stage I most likely will be making some very encouraging sounds. I may even feel the need to raise my arms to try and run my fingers through your hair or touch you wherever I can.

Me:

With your arms raised and your fingers tangled in my hair, i take the opportunity to explore your stomach and abdomen beneath the water.

Massaging and teasing where i can, you feel my hands get lower and lower and worry about if you should be stopping me or not.

Before too long though I run them slowly up your sides, gently cupping your breasts from the sides, and lifting them ever so slightly.

You feel cold air on your nipples as they only just break the surface, and you know they would be instantly engorging and growing thicker and harder in the sudden coolness, but before they become fully exposed i release them and let them float gently back into the warm depths to be hidden again below the suds.

You know that i could not see them as i am still assaulting your neck with tooth and tongue, but your pulse races faster none the less.

Lifting handfuls of warm water, i drizzle them over your chest, warming the areas previously exposed to the cool air, before following the rivulets back to the waterline with my roaming hands.

I massage the tops of your breasts, just below your collar bone, before working them around the sides again to lift and massage under them.

I can hear your breathing becoming more rapid with excitement, and as i remove my hands from the water you feel me brush one of your nipples with my arm, was it accidental? was it on purpose? you're not sure, but you know that i can feel how hard it was, and you hear my breath catch in my throat with obvious longing to find out more about those wonderful nubs.

I wonder to myself what i should do next?

I can feel a throbbing in my loins that aches to be attended to, but at the same time i am eager to find out exactly how sensitive your nipples have become, and how they would feel being rolled firmly between my finger tips... or teeth.

Her:

All the while I’m secretly hoping it was done on purpose! Also more than secretly hoping that you will do it again.

I have no doubt that by this stage those wonderful nubs would certainly be very engorged. The only relief would be the gentle pressure as you rub them and then squeeze them between your fingers. Pulling at them slightly.

By this stage you have raised your head and are gently biting and nipping on my earlobe which is making me fidget with excitement and wondering what you will do next? My body is feeling very heated by your ministrations so far.

Me:

My breathing increasing, and with my lips trembling in anticipation, I slowly suck on your earlobe.

I trace the contours of it with my tongue, sucking gently, and then biting and rolling it between my teeth.

Sensing your delight at the contact with your nipple I become emboldened and with the next delve between your breasts, and with my hand I fully surround one delicious nipple between thumb and finger, allowing the webbing of that hand to tug at it as I close my fingers.

You hear a sharp intake of breath from me, as I finally feel it, that succulent nub finally grasped and held.

I moan gently, and you feel me shudder in delight.

My fingers become more and more sure of themselves, gently pinching and pulling, rolling and squeezing, I can feel you becoming fully erect under my ministrations.

I whisper in you ear, almost involuntarily,

"Please may I see them?"

"I want to suck on your nipples so badly, please may I?"

"I want to roll them between my lips and flick them with my tongue so badly."

I tug on one nipple and look up as I slowly pull it toward the surface, hesitating for your response.

Her:

The contact of you lips and tongue on my earlobe is doing untold things to my system. Overload in progress.

At this point in time I am unsure if I would be able to speak anything that resembles intelligible words. My body would be on fire. My mind would be trying to tell you to continue and touch and taste them as you wish!

Needing to feel more than hair I ask you to join me in the spa. My body and mind is demanding to feel your supple warmth and skin to skin contact. You stand up and remove your shorts. Allowing a full view of your hard throbbing loins. My mouth begins to salivate at such a glorious sight.

I ask myself should I touch? Or taste before you slide into the water?

I decide to reach out and gently caress your erect length as you slowly step into the hot bubbling soapy water. You lower yourself until your erection is no longer in view and I release you. You kneel in front of me between my legs and lean across me to place gentle kisses on my cheek and neck.

Initially with my legs spread wide you run your hands from my raised knees down my thigh to my hips. Then back up scraping your nails on my heated skin. You continue this down my calf muscles to my ankles. On your return back up you push my legs wider and move closer.

Me:

Upon leaning closer you feel my hard member lay slippery and hot against your midriff.

You feel me smile against your neck at the contact, and i thrust ever so slightly against you with desire.

You feel my fingers trail their way back up long your calves, until they reach your knees, from there i run them up the inside of your thighs, slowly, teasingly until they near your loins.

I'm still nibbling and suckling at your neck, distracting you as much as i can when you feel my thumbs approaching the heat between your legs.

I find the little nook at the very top of your thighs and threaten to proceed further, violating what little modesty remains between us under the suds.

But before i can tease you more there, my hands slide up your body and cup your delicious breast, lifting it out of the water and exposing your nipple to the cold air.

In one smooth motion, i abandon your neck and clamp lustfully over that exposed nub, dousing it in the warmth and safety of my mouth, my rigid lips encircle it tightly and my tongue playfully flicks it back and forward.

I nibble ever so gently against it, rolling it around between my teeth.

Not wanting to leave the other abandoned i soon switch to it and give it the same attention it requires.

Upon releasing it, i quickly ask you asi grin impishly,

"is this enough, do you want me to stop here, or do you want me to give another area this kind of attention?"

You know i want to, but you also know i want to hear the desire in your voice, i want to hear you demand it, insist that i move lower down your body and apply attention to the one place i have avoided thus far.

I hesitate in my ministrations and await your response.

Her:

In between swirls of your tongue across my nipple you nip gently with your teeth and pull on it. Sending shivers through my body and heat directly to my loins.

With one hand holding and squeezing my breast you other hand is teasing between my legs. Not quite entering the inner folds. Just trailing fingers up and down and around.

I reach up and grasp your strong biceps for support as my mind is overwhelmed by pleasure. My hands then go up to your shoulders and down your back. Firmly massaging but also scratching almost. Digging my nails in as I’m spiraling. You then transfer you attention to the other breast.

Feeling the need to touch you more I reach one hand down and search for you hard slippery member and grasp it with my hand. I stroke it from tip to base.

Me:

I shudder with the delight of the sudden contact with my throbbing shaft.

The sudden inhalation of breath draws cool air across your nipple.

The need to taste you overwhelms me, and i draw in a deep breath before ducking my head below the water between your thighs.

You again curl your fingers in my hair guiding me as my tongue explores your sex.

Firmly at first i run it down one side, around the base, and back up the other, then as it passes over your clit i take a few seconds to apply pressure to one side before allowing it to flick past.

Noting your reaction, i latch my lips around that wonderful bump of nerve endings, and i begin to suck ever so slightly.

I slowly insert one finger, wiggling and worming it gently noting how tight you are against it.

I curl the finger upwards and withdraw it just as slowly, massaging your g spot as i retreat.

Then as i continue to suck on your amazing clit, i begin teasing it with my tongue, occasionally flicking at it before drawing slow lazy circles around it inside my mouth.

Once again i attempt to probe your depths, but this time i use two fingers, centimetre by centimetre they penetrate you as i take my time to ensure you stretch comfortably.

Looking down you see my other shoulder moving rhythmically, and you know that i'm stroking my cock at the same time, massaging it from balls to tip, exposing that juicy, throbbing head, only to cover it again as my hand strokes back the other way.

You feel my fingers curl upwards again, but this time more aggressively, and they begin to pump against your roof edging you closer and closer, i begin to suck in time with the massaging, and you know that i can feel you clenching as you approach release.

My mouth leaves your clit and i raise my head above the waterline as i expose myself to you from mid thigh upwards.

My thumb replaces the ministrations of my tongue, flicking in time with my fingers thrusting in and out.

My other hand is pumping furiously over my cock in front of your eyes, stroking back and revealing my thick head, only to shoot forward again revealing how veined and thick i have become with desire.

I whisper, "I want you to cum for me, cum on my fingers as i fuck you like this."

I egg you on further, insisting you cum for me.

I release my cock, and it points angrily in your direction, you can see it bounce and throb with every heartbeat.

I take your hand and guide it to grasp me, you can feel it hot and thick, you squeeze gently and are amazed by how rock hard i am, but also at how velvety soft my skin is.

As you begin to draw the foreskin back, revealing once again that enormous head, i gasp in delight and let out a small shudder, again enticing you to cum for me.

Her:

I feel my insides clenching as I hurtle towards an explosive orgasm. My hand pumps your shaft.

I beg to taste your precum first. I want to have your soft velvet head in my mouth. Feel the hard length of your cock pushing inside my moist mouth. My hot tongue lapping at the tip and tasting that delicious salty tang.

Yummmmm

I know my body is feeling the fireworks about to explode inside me. I arch my back and moan loudly. You feel the vibration from my mouth on your hot hard length.

You continue to rub my swollen clit and finger me. At times spreading your fingers to stretch my opening. Without warning I completely explode. My body spasms uncontrollably. I keep you in my mouth and hand to centre myself from the spinning inside my mind.

Slowly I float back down. I still have you grasped in my hand. Squeezing you. Now I can focus and bring my attention to your delicious erection. I run my tongue from tip to base and around your balls. Sucking each one into my mouth. Mmmm

I return to the soft head and take it into my mouth as far as it will go. Making my mouth wet and my sex gush more if that’s possible. I am excited to have you in my mouth I feel you growing thicker. Do I let you shoot inside my mouth? Or do I slow down and beg to have your velvet tip penetrate my slick folds?

Me:

The feeling of your tongue lapping and rolling over my engorged and sensitive head drives me crazy.

I can feel the suction in your mouth, drawing more and more blood into my already painfully swollen head, I can feel you running your wet and slippery tongue over the ridges of my throbbing veins.

My breathing gets heavier and I moan with desire for you.

I'm struggling to hold back the explosion that by now is inevitable and almost impossible to resist.

I throb harder, my member now solid as a rock, but still covered by a velvet sheath for you to explore, and I can feel you taking me deeper into your throat as you lavish my shaft with attention.

The feeling of you clenching down on my fingers in a vice grip, and the realisation that you are covering my hand and arm with hot gushing fluids has sent me beyond the point of no return, and I manage to mutter the phrase,

"Oh GOD! You're gonna make me cum, I can't hold it any more!!!"

You feel me still for a second my body stops it's thrusting in your mouth, time goes by as nothing happens, all you notice is that my cock has suddenly somehow become thicker and more solid.

I'm not breathing, my body has gone rock solid, you look up and see the strain on my face as I hold back the intense orgasm that you have drawn out of me.

Another second passes and still nothing, you realise I'm giving you time to decide where you want me to spray the huge load that you have built up.

What do you do?

Are you going to force me to explode down your throat, so that you can enjoy my throbbing and pulsing against your tongue and cheeks, the feeling of gush after gush of hot cum filling and draining down your throat?

Are you going to hold me at range in front for you and enjoy the sights of jet after jet of thick cum leaping from my swollen head, to land and splash over your face and chest, only to then run searingly hot downward to drip and splash against the places they fall?

Either way you only have a second to think, what do you desire?

My legs being to shudder with the strain and you can tell any second now I'm going to be forced to release.