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A Little Wanton Behavior

byDeliciousInRed©

Running my fingertips under the tap, I checked the temperature as the water flowed into the tub. Taking the glass bottle of bath salts from the counter, I sprinkled the scented crystals into the water, watching the small waves ripple.

Rising from the edge of the tub, I made my way across the cool tile, and over to the large mirror. The steam from the room lifted, warming the air and clouding the edges of the glass.

Looking upon my reflection I unraveled the ribbon holding my satin robe in place, parting the silk material, and revealing my silhouette. Slipping the fabric from my shoulders one after the other, I placed the robe onto the large hook next to the sink.

Reaching behind to unclasp my bra, I sighed with relief as my breasts fell from their confinement. Running the tips of my fingers lightly over the heavy mounds, I slid the straps over my shoulders, and down my arms, letting the lace drop to the floor.

Watching myself through the mirror, I guided my hands over my pink nipples and underneath my breasts, testing their weight.

Brushing my palms over the hardening tips, the skin puckered, a soft moan escaped my lips. Closing my eyes I massaged my nipples gently, the sensation made my sex ache and my body flush.

Tilting my head back I continued pleasuring myself, my fingers teasing the erect tips, warm liquid pooled between my thighs.

Hearing the water splash behind me, I dropped my wandering hands, scurried over to the tub, and turned the faucet off just in time.

Taking the edge of my panties, I slipped the lace slowly over my hips, bending as they slid down my thighs, letting them drop to the floor. Reaching the switch on the wall I dimmed the lights, making the glow in the room obscure.

Holding my balance on the edge of the cold porcelain, I stepped into the tub, lowering myself into the warm water. The faint smell of roses filled my senses as the steam continued to rise.

Resting the back of my head against the edge, I closed my eyes, letting myself loosen under the water. The warm heat wrapped around my muscles, helping my body to relax and my mind wander.

Clearing my thoughts from the ordinary of the day, images of you began running through my mind as they often did. Recalling the sound of your deep southern voice, your intentions playing vividly in my head as though you were there with me.

My desire for you began consuming me again, wanting nothing more than to feel your body against mine, taking me as you promised.

Craving your touch, I traced the length of my neck, running my fingertips slowly up and down, pausing at the base of my throat. My breathing began coming faster as I brushed across my collar bone, inching closer to the swell of my breasts.

Raising my left hand from under the water, I glided both palms across the floating mounds, caressing my nipples slowly over the wet skin as I knew you would. The pink tips stood erect, reaching for your touch and aching for your mouth.

Releasing my breast, I slid my palm across my smooth tummy, and down between my thighs. Imagining your strong hands against the soft cream of my flesh, moving slowly and seductively, leaving a heated path over my skin.

My sex began aching for you, craving to be stretched, and needing to be filled. Pressing the tips of my fingers against my clit, my hips jerked in response, my body slipping against the bottom of the tub.

With my clit throbbing, I slid my fingers over my bare lips, stroking up and down my pink folds, teasing my soft flesh.

Feeling the sweet liquid beginning to flow, my middle finger dipped effortlessly within, reaching deep inside my warm heat, pumping slowly in, then out, my lips parting with a deep sigh.

I continued pumping quicker, my pussy slick and warm with arousal. As I added another slender digit, my hips lifted slightly, reaching for more.

Aching for your touch and needing you deep inside me, my body became greedy. I needed to be filled, craving that deep penetration only you could give.

Opening my eyes I spotted my little black bag atop the vanity stool which was within arms length. Reaching for the velvet bag, my body tilted slightly, my hand slipping from between my thighs.

Lifting the flap, my fingers searched for the one thing that could satisfy my hunger for you. Wrapping my hand around the cool object, I lifted it from inside, dropping the bag on the floor.

Running my palm up and down the length, I closed my eyes, imagining the feel of your manhood, hard but soft, ready to be buried inside my warm cunt.

Holding it at the base, I ran the rubber cock over my lips, then down my slender neck. The soft tip skidded across the swell of my breasts, stopping to swirl around one erect nipple.

Whispering your name, I imagined your body atop of mine, your erection hard and throbbing against my soft skin, my voice pleading for your caress.

Moving the cock between my breasts and further down my stomach, it disappeared into the warm water, traveling down to the apex of my thighs.

Opening my legs further, I slid the tip of the cock up and down my sweet pussy, moving slowly and with just the right pressure.

With one last stroke down and across my slick folds, I paused, ready to breach the entrance, pushing just the head inside. My body welcomed the intrusion, aching for more then just the tip.

Removing the cock, I slid the head across the lips of my pussy, gliding back down, then pushing the slick rubber back inside. I sighed with pleasure as I pumped the cock in and out, stretching my tight muscles to accept the width.

Picking up the pace, I thrust harder, feeling the head of your cock kissing my sweet spot. I imagined your body atop of mine, my nipples brushing the fine hairs on your chest, your prick buried deep within.

Placing my other hand between my thighs, I pressed the tips of my fingers against my clit, circling the erect nub, and making it throb. I continued pushing the thick cock in and out of my slick heat, keeping a firm and steady pace.

Thrusting harder against my pink folds, I felt my orgasm on the brink of release, the anticipation prickling through my entire body.

Leaning back against the tub I circled my pulsing clit, pressing harder as my climax began to prickling through my body, gripping the cock still thrusting between my thighs.

Closing my eyes I whispered your name, my intense release shuddering through my body, warm cream flowing onto your cock, and milking your seed.

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