Message-ID: <46177asstr$1073790604@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: 53ab2750!not-for-mail From: Esu Migabe X-Original-Message-ID: NNTP-Posting-Date: Sat, 10 Jan 2004 22:27:42 GMT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 10 Jan 2004 22:27:43 +0000 Subject: {ASSM} Bathtime Esu Migabe (MF) - Bathtime.txt (1/1) Date: Sat, 10 Jan 2004 22:10:04 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, hecate {ASSM} Bathtime Esu Migabe (MF) WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit language of an adult nature and should be read only by those of a legal age to do so. If you are a minor or object to stories of an adult nature, LEAVE HERE IMMEDIATELY. Legal age local to the author is 18+ please abide to your own local laws. Please note and understand the content codes for this story. The characters portrayed in this story are just that, characters in my story. Any similarities to real people are purely coincidental and unintentional. The characters and situations portrayed are pure fantasy; the author is keen to state that in reality adult sexuality should remain only in the adult world. Please do not allow or cause this story to fall in to the hands of minors. (C) Esu Migabe 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------- ------ Bathtime As she shook the rain from her hair, she sighed - alone again! Jim had rung up to say he had been detained by his customer to discuss pricing and options further. 'This was happening too much' she mused. She poured herself a drink, turned on the box, and sat down. 'Jim was getting busier and busier with his work - some weeks she hardly saw him at all.' The phone rang, she grabbed it. Tom was on the line, wanting to know if he could come round for the evening. He had managed to lock himself out of his flat. She immediately agreed, thinking back to the last evening they had spent together. She hadn't meant anything to happen, but Tom was such a sexy guy and everything had just fallen into place. She promptly reprimanded herself. 'After all, Tom only needs a bed for the night.' She went into her kitchen to fix some 'nibbles' for later, idly wondering about Tom and realising how excited she felt at seeing him again. She knew Jim wouldn't mind - he liked to think that she had other interests anyway. The doorbell rang, Tom stood there babbling away aimlessly. "What a goon, I left the key in the flat, popped outside and the wind blew the door shut. The landlord won't come till the morning so I am homeless for the night." "Never mind, you are quite welcome here. I could do with the company." Tom sat on the sofa, gratefully accepting her offer of a drink and a snack. "Did you hear the gossip about Rob James today - it was all over the office?" Tom asked. "He's meant to be having an affair with Beverley - you know, the girl in the accounts department". She digested this information before replying. "No way, she's young enough to be his daughter but there again, some girls like older men, for the experience." Tom laughed, "I'll look forward to getting older then." 'She couldn't imagine Rob James' had had that many successes over the years.' They laughed and chattered for about another hour when she suddenly remembered her manners and said to Tom. "If you want to freshen up, the bathroom's down the hall." Tom winked at her. "You know, I haven't forgotten last time - do you fancy sharing the bath with me?" he asked her cheekily. She shyly agreed, her anticipation rising - as they made their way to the bathroom. Tom paused in the doorway, turned to face her and stroked her face gently, outlining her mouth with his fingers, causing her lips to tingle. She sighed lustfully! Avoiding his gaze, she adjusted the temperature of the water gushing from the mixer, before putting the plug in. After adding sensual oils and blending them with the streaming water, she turned to face Tom. Tom had already removed most of his clothes and stood in his boxers. His right nipple had recently been pierced and it made him look even sexier than she had remembered. He moved towards her and swiftly began to unbutton her blouse, sliding it off. He reached around her waist to unzip her skirt which fell to the floor. They cuddled; kissing each other excitedly, Tom undid her bra and gently fondled her breasts. His arms moved down her body slipping off her G-String. She tucked her fingers in the top of Tom's boxers and pushed them down. She was amazed to feel Tom's totally soft balls and looked in admiration. Tom was totally devoid of any pubic hair. She placed her mouth on Tom's balls and started to kiss them, feeling the soft smooth skin with her tongue. "Later, let's not rush it, I'm too close" Tom laughed whilst getting in the bath beckoning her to him. She joined Tom in the scented water. They kissed and cuddled. Tom reached for the soap, worked it into a lather with his hands and began to wash her, starting at her neck and gradually working down her body. He reached her breasts, cupping one in his hand, while massaging the soap in with the other palm. His hands slipped along the soap glistening contours of her breasts towards her nipples, which he pulled and tweaked playfully, making her nipples grow larger and harder. She groaned in pleasure and closing her eyes, laid back further in the bath. She felt Tom's hand's slide down her body. The aching started to grow between her legs. Tom started to wash her vulva, gently teasing her lips. She looked at herself, knowing that she wanted to share Tom's silky smoothness. She wanted to see her sex more clearly. "Tom, could you do me a favour?" she asked. "What's that?" he asked. "Could you shave it please?" Tom promptly took the razor from the corner shelf as she raised her body in the soapy water. He lathered up her mons and with gentle strokes expertly removed her downy fleece. He made her turnover and kneel. Pulling her soapy cheeks apart he proceeded to shave her lips and rosebud. The soft strokes of the blade against her skin excited her, making the ache between her legs much more intense. Tom put down the razor and picked up some oil, which he rubbed through his fingers to warm it, massaged it into her swelling lips. In her excited state she nearly came there and then, but her will held her back - she wanted mutual bliss. They kissed and cuddled not noticing how cold the water was becoming. "Oh Tom, you devil, you make me feel so special" Tom, in his excited state, felt his penis swell. She smothered him with kisses, licking his nipples and playfully touching his manhood. Tom groaned. He couldn't stop. Grabbing her by the hips, he pulled her body to his and pushed his erect penis into her lovehole. She clenched her muscles to hold it in place as they started to move rhythmically together. "Oh Tom" she spluttered unable to to believe what was happening. 'How could a guy like him fancy her?' Their bodies moved faster and faster as they locked together. She felt the familiar stirrings inside her. She was going to climax. Nothing could stop her. At that moment, she felt Tom stiffen, as he neared his. With a gigantic thrust, he came. Simutaneously she reached her peak. "Oh Tom" she screamed. "Oh, Joy" cried Tom. With a splash, they fell back into the now very cold bath water. ----------------------------------------------------------------- ----- I hope you have enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. As always, feedback is appreciated, since it is my only payment for my work. 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