The Bath

The Bath Walking upstairs to the bathroom the fantasy was already running through my mind. It turned me on so much to think he could want to do that to me, to fulfil my every desire and need. I leaned over the bath, my breasts trying to escape the prison of my bra, whilst I turned the taps on and watched the water run, hot and steamy. The room quickly misted up, feeling like I was in a sauna. I wanted to feel the heat, let the water condensate off my hard nipples. I shut the door and locked it. I didn't want anyone to see me, I wanted to be alone, free to do anything I wanted. I pulled my top off slowly, letting the material rub against my lacy bra, brushing my already hard nipples. The jeans, they went next, pushing them down over my round ass was easy but prizing them away from my tight pussy was a challenge. They eventually released and dropped to the floor, I stepped out of them, taking care not to get them tangled up in my 4 inch heels. tandoğan escort Stood there, in my lacy red bra, thong and heels I felt amazing. I placed my foot on the side of the bath and ran my fingertips down the inside of my thigh, to my feet and slowly released them from the heels. I did the same to the other. I reached around and unclipped my bra, letting it fall away and my pert large breasts bounce free. My pussy was throbbing, all I could think of was the shower, the way he touched me, caressed me, pleased me. I felt myself getting wet, I knew it wouldn?t be long before I would have to satisfy myself. I placed my fingertips into the water, perfect temperature. I leaned over and turned the taps off, letting my nipples brush the water. They hardened, aching to get in and feel the water surround them. I was ready. I inched my thong down between my damp thighs and pushed it away. Naked. I let my hair down and shook it out, thick and wavy like türbanlı escort a mane. I spread my legs as I stepped into the water, it was hot and so was I. I sat down and moaned deeply as the water hit my sensitive pussy. As I lay down and let the water run over every inch of me my skin tingled and my clit became alert. I ran one hand from my aching breast down my stomach to my pussy lips and waved the water onto them. I moaned again. I was trying to be quiet but I couldn?t..I just couldn?t. I knew he?d be imagining me, imagining what I was doing and he knows just how loud I am, so I couldn?t disappoint him. I closed my eyes and started to imagine that night, that amazing night. I was shocked to see him stood there watching me, but secretly it was turning me on, exciting. The thought of him watching me made me wild. He greeted me by stroking my pussy, lovingly and slowly but then he slid two fingers into me. It felt amazing but it was a shock. How I wished he could be there, with me in the bath, rubbing my pussy, making me moan like he did. I started to fondle my breast, letting my nipple rub against the palm of my hand, hardening with each squeeze I made. I imagined him, sucking on my pussy, running him tongue from the start of my lips right back to the hole, gently and cheekily pushing inside me every now and then. The thoughts of that night over took me, I lost control and ran my hand down to my pussy and pushed my legs apart. Running my fingertips up the inside of my legs, my thighs to tease myself lasted a few seconds until the thoughts took over and forced me to start rubbing my cherry red clit. I moaned, loudly, not caring who heard me or who might be listening in. I was enjoying myself, for him and that?s all that mattered. I continued to rub my clit; the pleasure was intense but not enough. My large soft breasts were teasing me, taunting me, so I grabbed one, firmly in my hand and let my tongue run around the nipple. I closed my eyes tight and started to flick my growing nipple with the top of my cold metal tongue ring. The sensations vibrated through my breast and my fingers moved.