When Emily woke, she was alone in Andrew’s bed, but
as she yawned and stretched, he appeared from the ensuite and said
“So, you are alive then”
“I think so” she replied “But I feel a bit jaded”
“We’ll soon remedy that” he said
“Why, what depravity have you
got in store for me this time?”
“We’re going to have a bath”
he replied as he went back into the bathroom.
“A bath?” she said with
surprise as she slipped out of bed and followed him, pausing long enough to
pick up her robe from the middle of the floor and slipping it on, and when she
caught up with him, Andrew was already running the bath.
“Why are we having a bath?”
she asked as she stood in the doorway doing up her robe to cover her treasures.
“I thought as we were having a
“substantial” day your intentions would be more you know…. dirty”
“I see”
“Having a bath doesn’t sound
very exciting” she said despondently as he poured a generous glug of bubble
bath into the rising water.
“I think you have missed the
point” Andrew said as he slipped off his robe.
“The reason for us sharing a
bath is so we can relax, and you can soothe your muscles, there will be time
enough for getting dirty again” he said as he stepped into the tub and immersed
himself in the water.
“Well, that sounds ok” she
said as she slipped off her robe.
“I’ve
never shared a bath with anyone before” she added as she stepped in and her
round plump naked buttocks were only inches from his face.
“Really?”
he said, as she lowered her cute arse into the water between his legs, then she loosely tied her black hair up to keep it out of
the water, and he kissed her neck and she leant back against him as the hot water
lapped up over her breasts.
They lay stretched out in the bath together, and Emily
was laying back against his chest, her breasts under the water, but her nipples
kept breaking the surface and he found that very alluring.
It was a very relaxing bath,
but his mind soon turned to thoughts of their sexual interludes.
“I felt that”
she said suddenly
“Felt what?” he asked
“I can feel your “thing” poking me”
“My thing?” he said indignantly, “What thing?”
“Your cock then” she said and it poked her again, he thought there was
something incredibly sexy when a vicars daughter said “cock”
“Are you complaining” he asked
“Not for a second” she said and smiled, but then she shivered as the
water was getting cold
“Time to get out Emily”
“Ok” she said and stood up, and he watched the
water running over her young contours he leant forward and kissed her buttock
and she giggled.
Andrew stood up behind her and as he leant forward
to kiss her shoulder, he noticed her aroused nipples and his cock prodded her
again and she giggled.
He wrapped a bath sheet around her, and she got out
the bath first and she turned and stared at his erect cock as he followed, and
she handed him a towel and they began drying each other.
“Now I’m all clean, you could
get me dirty again” she said and kissed him as he was sitting on the edge of
the bath drying her legs.
“All in good time” he replied
although he was equally impatient as the sex with her had been extra special
despite the fact he had been reluctant to entertain her.
“I think I’m dry now” she said
and stepped back.
“I don’t think you are” Andrew
said, and she was giggling as she went into the bedroom.
Andrew remained in the
bathroom and finished drying himself off and he watched Emily’s reflection in
the mirror, as she sat on the bed applying perfume to her thighs.
“Delicious” he thought.
When he joined her in the
bedroom, she was lying face down on the bed all dry and perfumed, with the bath
sheet loosely wrapped around her.
“So, what’s next” she asked.
“Did
you enjoy your bath?” he said as he sat on the bed
“Yes”
she replied “It was very relaxing”
“Good”
“You
didn’t answer my question” she said
“Massage”
he replied
“That
sounds nice” she said
“Good”
he agreed and went to the bathroom and returned with some oils
“Take
your towel off while I warm the oil”
He
applied the oil and began to rub it into her pale skin
“That
feels nice” she said
“Only
nice?” he asked “The hot oil and my light touch should be better than nice”
“Hmmm”
she responded as he applied more pressure
“This
is what I call a relaxation massage” he said
“Hmmm” she responded again as he worked the muscles in her thighs.
“What’s
that called?” she asked
“Tension
release” He replied and then he kneaded her plump little buttocks before
sliding his thumbs downward
“Oh
God” Emily gasped “What’s that called”
“Labial
massage” he assured her before his fingers parted her lips and she gasped
again.
“Ooooh,
I know what that’s called” she moaned
He
pushed her legs slightly apart and slipped his fingertips into her moistness
and Emily responded vociferously as she let out a series of low muffled moans
as his fingers worked at her.
Then
he pushed her thighs wide open until she was completely accessible to him, with
one leg bent at the knee, and she squirmed in response to his touch and she was
so distracted by his attention that she didn’t notice him between her legs.
Finally,
Andrew grasped her hips firmly and said
“And
this is called splitting the cicada”
And
he penetrated her.
“Oh
yes” she said “That’s just what I wanted”
It
was a slow measured fuck, unlike their other union, gentle and sensual which
ended in a mutually satisfying orgasm.
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