I had just gotten home from work that Sunday. "Finally, some time off from
work." I mumbled to myself. The next morning I was planning to start my
vacation. Nice, quiet vacation staying at home with my small family. I was
looking forward to the evening by myself. The kids were at Grandma's. My
husband had gone scuba diving with some friends. I didn't expect him back
until after nine that night. I told him I would probably be asleep by then.
"Hhmm," I thought, "Over five hours alone, what should I do?" I picked up a
little, and did the dishes. Then I decided to take a long, hot bath. It had
been months since I had been alone long enough to enjoy a bath.
I turned the ringer on the phone off, and turned the volume up on the
stereo. I gathered the few candles that were sitting around the living room,
and placed them around the tub. With the candles from the living room, and
the ones that I keep in my bathroom, I had enough to light the area. I
gathered a few things together. I got a large sports bottle filled with ice
water, a large washcloth, and some scented soap. I turned on the hot water
and just enough cold to make it bearable, then I dropped in three large bath
oil pearls. As an after-thought, I opened the small window next to the sink,
hoping to get a nice autumn breeze.
I climbed into the filling tub and adjusted the temperature. I sat in the
shallow water and hugged my knees while the hot water rose up my back and my
legs. The candles were flickering on the walls and the mirror and I was
beginning to smell the bath oil mixed with the candles. When the bath was
deep enough, I turned off the faucets, and lathered up the wash cloth. I
started with my hands, washing first one, then the other. Then I worked up
to my shoulders. Rubbing with the wash cloth, soaping around my neck. I let
my head fall back and closed my eyes as I washed my throat. Slowly over the
top of my chest, working towards my breasts. I ran the wash cloth down
between them, rubbing back and forth just below them. "Uumm. Nice." I
mutter.
With my other hand I hold my left boob, feeling it. Squeezing it. Then I
massage it with the wash cloth. Rubbing roughly over my nipple, making it
tight and hard. I pinch it lightly with my left hand as I begin soaping up
the right one. I make circles with the cloth, starting at my chest working
towards the center. I scrubbed over that nipple, making it erect and
sensitive. I lay the cloth over my leg which is propped up on the side and
massage the soap into my tits. My nipples are so sensitive. I keep pinching
them, harder. Pulling on them, tweaking them. I can reach my nipple with my
tongue, just enough to flick it over the tip. Just enough to tease.
I rub the wash cloth over my feet and legs. When my hands reach my center, I
tease myself with it. Rubbing it along the insides of my legs, lightly over
the center, not applying enough pressure. "Mmmm." I mumble. I make sure to
rub along the small area to my rear end, feeling the entire area. I lay my
head back as the rough cloth rubs my clit, sending shivers up my back. I let
go of the cloth as my left hand comes up to play with my nipples, and the
right one starts pinching my clit. "Yeah." I slide my finger down my slit,
spreading my lips. I push my finger in my hole and back out several times,
varying pressure, and using two or three fingers. I could feel my orgasm
building, gathering in the bottom of my stomach. "Oh man! That feels good!"
I said to myself.
I take a drink of my water, then squeeze a small stream on my nipple. I gasp
out loud at the cold hitting my hot, puckered nipple. I smile to myself,
then repeat it on both nipples. Licking as much of it off as I can. Then I
dribble a little more on my stomach, working down. I arch my hips up so that
my sex is just at the surface of the water. I hold the bottle just above the
water so that I can squeeze the ice water directly onto my throbbing little
knob. One quick, hard squeeze. I squeal then rub the cold all over my
steaming pussy. I lift my ass up and squirt more water over myself.
Spreading it between my lips, around my clit, in my hole, and in my ass. I
jam one finger in my pussy, gathering some juices. I circle my rear, then
slowly push my finger in. Slowly, I push farther. "Oh yeah." I pull it out a
little, then push it back. In and out. I pull out quickly, and ram three
fingers in my cunt. Pounding quick and hard while I rub my clit with the
other hand. When I knew I was close, I pulled my fingers out and slid one
back in my ass, pumping slowly, then I added a second. "Mmmm. Shit. Oohh.
Yeah. I'm gonna cum. I'm close. Yeah. Oh fuck." I finger my ass harder and
faster. My orgasm breaks over me in waves. I continue the rhythm, slowing
little by little. I bring both my hands up and squeeze my tits, rubbing my
nipples, enjoying the sensations washing over me.
I open my eyes and see standing in the bathroom, looking slightly
embarrassed, and extremely aroused, is my husband and one of his friends. "I
tried to call, but there was no answer." My husband explained.
|
