© Copyright 2008 - Tony-B - Used by permission
Storycodes: M/f; bath; sex; cons; X
I remember that night, very well!
I had just returned from work, and you were alredy in the tub, taking a hot bath for the night of pleasure that was to come. …..
When you saw me, you smiled, and I kneew I had to have you again. So I stripped off, and climbed into the tub behind you. As my body slid down behind yours, I felt the smoothness of your perfect back, pressing against my chest.
My tool had already started to grow in anticipation of what I was going to do to you.
I reached around your body, feeling for the swell of your breasts, and letting my fingers dance over your already engorged nipples. I knew you had closed your eyes in pleasure, as I heard the familiar low moan escape from your lips.
The pride of my manhood was poking into your back, and I knew you could feel it was ready, as you raised your hips. I scooted down in the tub, to get my torso under your beautiful hips, as you lowered yourself onto me, allowing my manhood to impale your willing pussy once again.
I could tell by your moan that you enjoyed having my pole in your willing recepticle.
Almost like pushing a plug into a waiting socket! The sparks were ready to fly.
With my left hand, I drew your body closer to mine, and you relaxed, agaoinst my chest, in pleasure of having me inside you. My right hand slowly moved down the length of your firm and magnificant body, teasing your mons, and seeking your fun button.
It was easy to find … Your knees were bent, and your legs were spread as wide as possible, considering that we were doing it in the bathtub!
I gently stroked your love button, as I remembered the many good times we’d had in the tub – and elsewhere. We’d had a good marriage, and until today, I was happy.
My left hand reached up and stroked your neck, and you moaned in appreciation as you moved your hips up and down, impaling yourself on my pole. You threw your head back against my shoulder, and whispered that you loved me… I held you tightly.
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Now where shall I go with this??? I guess you’ll just have to wait until I decide how I want to continue the story….. And what are those little round holes I’ve been drilling in the basement???
XX -- Tony