Bathing

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Easing my hands down my rib cage to my waist, I slide my fingertips into the buttercup yellow lace and ease off my panties. Now naked I walk over to the large tub that is filled with warm sweet strawberry scented bubble bath. One delicate foot is placed into the water and then the other as I submerge my body into the warmth. The scented liquid runs down my neck to my breasts. In my mind the sponge becomes your hands, your body, your mouth, your arms. I long for you. I softly whisper, "come to me."

My hands move the sponge over my body as the lather begins to form along my breasts. My thoughts once again turn to you and the play of your lips as you speak. A smile comes to my lips as I think of how they would feel if they were sucking gently around my nipple as your tongue would flick slowly. My hands release the sponge and begin a masterful play along the underside of each breast. My thumbs rub over the warm lather as they caress the darkened tips. My finger joins my thumb as together they apply pressure, almost pinching. A soft moan escapes my throat as my body becomes aroused and wet in anticipation of the foreplay of your lovemaking. Slowly my hands work the rich scented lather into my body moving along my rib cage and down further under the water to the place of my need.

My hands lightly run through the soft curls at the apex of my creamy thighs and my hands once again become yours. Your face is as clear to me as if you were actually there, touching me, feeling me. Slowly I spread my fingers to caress the lips of my moistness, gently sliding them up and down, yet not touching the clit that is hardening with each stroke. My lips form into a loving smile as my hand continues to torment my wetness with long, slow strokes.

As one finger begins its slow delicious entry into my moistness, I softly pinch the erect dusty rose nipple and a moan escapes my lips filling the small room with nothing but my jagged breathing. Slowly my finger dips in and out of my wetness as my hips begin to rock back and forth and the warm scented water begins moving in time with the cresting of my own passion. Moving the hand that was teasing my breasts downward, my fingertips now rest on the hardened clit tapping gently as arousal and desire overwhelm me.

My finger slides in and out of my wet silky walls. My breathing becomes more intense. My hands are your hands and my finger is your moist tongue as it flattens and strokes me into a mindless paradise. My fingertips move slowly circling and applying pressure as my eyes close and I am lost in the realm of ecstasy. Around and around they move then dipping into the wetness as I imagine your lips awaiting to taste the pleasures of my body. Up and down, side to side my fingers' move almost feverishly as the sweat begins to trickle down my breasts.

My breath comes in gasps as my finger drives in and out of my wetness curling for maximum pleasure. My shoulders shudder with my release. A smile plays sexily on my lips as I watch my breasts almost heaving with delight. Deliciously I bring my fingertips, soaked with my own need, to my lips to lick and suckle the wetness as the taste makes me hunger even more for your body. I want you...come to me...Master come join me.

 
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