A Bath Time Story

We lived in an old office space. It was small but big enough for a bed room, a sitting area, a desk and a make shift kitchen. We had no hot water, and the bathroom consisted of the basic toilet and small wall hung sink.

Every evening we would take a walk. One night it was very humid and when we returned home I complained about my underarms being irritated from sweat.

"I can't wait till my shower tomorrow. My pits are raw from sweating!" I told him. I would go shower at my mother's house a few miles away three or four times a week. He was a member of the local YMCA. He showered after his workouts four or five times a week.

While I unloaded the items we had purchased from the local shop on our way home from our walk, he took the coffee carafe and filled it with water. This he poured into the coffee maker and turned it on. While the water dripped through he washed up the morning coffee cups sitting in the bathroom sink. By then the water had finished running through the maker and was hot. He took a medium size glass mixing bowl, set it in the bathroom sink, and poured the hot water in it.

He called me over and pulled my tee shirt over my head, then unhooked my bra. He sat me on the edge of the bed, removed my shoes and socks. Then he pushed me onto my back, unzipped my jeans, and pulled them off. I was still laying on the bed as he slid his hands under me and tugged at my panties, running his tongue down my belly while slipping them along my thighs to my feet and off. He spread my legs and licked my pussy sending a little wave of excitement over me. He stopped, stood up, reached out a hand to me, and said, "Come get your bath."

I followed him into the tiny bathroom. He put the lid down on the toilet and spread a towel over it.

"Sit down," he commanded. He took a wash cloth and dipped it in the bowl of hot water. Taking a bar of soap he made lather on the cloth. Taking my left arm he raised it and gently washed my arm and pit. The cloth was warm and soothing and the soap smelled clean & fresh. He rinsed the cloth and wiped soap from my skin. "Turn to the other side." he demanded.

I slid around so he could reach my right side. Again he dipped the cloth into the hot water and rubbed the bar of soap to make more lather.

After he finished washing and rinsing my right arm and pit he said, "Move to the edge of the seat so I can wash your pussy." I slid over until my ass was barely on the edge of the toilet seat. "Spread your legs" he commanded. I did as I was told. Rinsing and soaping up the cloth a third time he gently ran it between my legs and rubbed my pussy.

"Wait, that's not the cloth!" I yelped nervously. "No, it isn't" he said as he pushed his fingers deeper inside me. I squirmed as he withdrew his fingers, and put them in his mouth and sucked them clean. "Your pussy tastes good," he said as he rinsed the cloth again. After wiping away the soap between my legs, he rinsed the cloth for the last time.

"Stand up, face the wall. Lean against it and spread your legs!" he said firmly. Again I did as I had been commanded. He took the cloth and ran it between the cheeks of my ass. While doing so he ran his finger across my butt hole. Putting the cloth down, he pressed his finger against my hole again. I resisted a little, and he put his mouth close to my ear and said softly, "Shall I get the jelly?"

As he spoke my mind drifted for a moment. I felt the coolness of the cinder block wall on my chest and face, and the heat of his body on my back, the touch of his finger prodding my anus. He was speaking, but the words didn't register in my mind, just his tone, telling me about what I wanted, what I needed. Suddenly I felt a tongue on my pussy! I opened my eyes and jumped a little. I could smell sweetness in the air. Ginger? Gardenia? I heard a feminine laugh.

"Spread your feet apart," he said softly. "Make room for her." I don't know how he did it, but his voice could conjure people and things, and I could see and feel them in my mind. My cheek and hands were pressed against the wall, but I could see her, crouched on the floor under me, licking my clit like candy. He knew how hot she made me, and how it made me want him all the more. I heard her giggle as she began to wiggle up the wall, facing me, running her tongue up my belly with little nibbles along the way.

As she slid up the wall, her body pushed mine back, into him. He was running his tongue down my back to the little cleft above my ass. I shivered, feeling the fur of his chest slide over my ass, knowing he was going to kneel down and run his tongue over my butt hole. Now she is up to my breasts, sucking one at a time into her mouth, gently biting the nipple sending little shock waves through my body. Again she giggled, sliding up to face me, her back against the wall, her tits pressed into mine, her hands on my waist. She kissed me, gently, her lips just brushing mine, her tongue just barley touching mine, just a tease of a kiss.

I could smell the sweetness her hair as she nuzzled into my neck. I wanted to run my hands over her body, feeling her smooth skin, but I knew if I did, he would stop licking and probing my bottom. I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more, and I wanted his cock in my ass. I wanted her, I wanted both of them, and I wanted to devour them. He knew I wanted her, he knew I wanted him; he was making me wait, to beg him to fuck me. He wanted to watch me get hotter and wetter, knowing I wanted them both so badly.

My mind was getting cloudy and it was hard to breath. She was pressed against me, he was moving, getting up off the floor. "Come here" he commanded. I didn't want to move from her body, my arms stiff from holding them at head level for so long.

"Go," she whispered to me, pushing me away. "Go, I'll be along in a while."

"Yes" I moaned, "please get the jelly" He laughed and pulled me away from the wall, turning me to face him. His cock was hard, standing out, beckoning to me. "I want you" I said, "I want your cock in my ass, I want it now, please!"

He smiled, took my hand and drew me to him. He wrapped his strong arms around me. "You'll get what you need, I will fill you up, " he whispered in my ear and scooped me up like a rag doll and carried me to the bed.

Laying me face down on the bed, he curled beside me. "Did you enjoy your bath?" he asked as he stroked my back. "Oh yes! I loved it," I said as I anticipated his next move. He ran his hand over my butt cheeks and slipped his fingers between my legs.

"Did you like it when I licked your ass hole?" he asked. Sucking in my breath, feeling him stoke my tight little hole, "Yes, yes!" I gasped. His fingers probed my hole as I squirmed, trying to push against them.

My heart beat faster, as I could feel his fingers, first pushing into my pussy, "mmm, you are very wet!" he whispered, then pushing into my eager butt hole. "There! Is that what you wanted?" He pushed harder. I tried to answer but was not able to, I could only think about his fingers, wanting more. He started pumping his fingers in and out of me, going deeper and harder with each stroke, all the while whispering in my ear, "That's what you want! I know what you need. You need to be butt fucked. I'll give it you. I'll fuck your tight little hole!"

My desire was building, I wanted to touch myself, I wanted to cum. Still lying face down on the bed I tried to slide my hand to my clit. It was difficult, not much room to move, he was pressing me into the bed with each thrust of his fingers. I finally was able to wiggle my hand to my clit and began to rub, but I needed more room to move my hand, to get to the right spot! I wanted to feel him fucking me. I wanted his cock. I raised my butt up to give my hand more room. He thrust harder into my ass. I could smell the sweetness again. I could hear her laugh. I felt like I was being tossed in the ocean as the tide was coming in. Suddenly I came, rising up almost bent double as I pressed my throbbing clit.

I dropped back down on the bed, dragging my hand out from under my body. I put my fingers to my mouth, licked them and felt the desire returning. He pulled my cheeks apart so he could lick my tender hole. His tongue made slow circles and then pushed inside. He moved back, rolled me over, and kissed me, pushing his tongue deep in my mouth. I could taste myself in his kiss. "Please" I whispered, "please put your cock in me!" He reached over and pulled a pillow to us. Lifting my bottom, he slipped it under me.

He lay on top of me and his cock slipped into my wet pussy.

"You are so hot! I don't think we will need the jelly!" He pushed himself up onto his knees, pulled out, and put the head of his cock against my butt hole.

"Please!" I whimpered again. He pushed, slowly, letting me relax and stretch open. His cock was so hard, it felt so hot, and it felt so big, opening me up. I wanted him to push hard and fast, but he took his time, slowly, allowing me to feel every inch on his huge cock as it penetrated my ass. I took it, breathless, waiting, knowing he would bottom out, and then it would begin. Then he would fuck me the way I needed to be fucked.

He began pumping, holding my bent knees, as I pushed against each thrust. I reach down to my clit and began to rub. Almost immediately I felt the rush of the water, smelled her perfume, and heard her laugh. He felt my ass get tight, "That's it baby, show me what you need!" he said as he pounded my butt hole. Stretching my legs out onto his shoulders and raising my ass off the bed, I came! It was so deep, hard, and delicious. I fell back on to the bed, pulling my knees up again. "Was that good, Baby?" he asked. "mmm" I nodded. "Do you want more?" he asked.

I smiled, "Please?"

END

After School in the Chemistry Room

John shouldn't have still been in the building at all. It was Friday afternoon and school had let out 30 minutes earlier. The hallways were dark and empty as the other students were all long gone. John needed to ask the Chemistry teacher Sally Pearson a question about an assignment so he walked quickly and quietly down the hallway hoping that she was still there. He found the door to her room cracked open slightly so he pulled the door open silently and walked in quietly shutting the door behind him.

Sally was nowhere in sight so John was about to leave, but then he heard some unusual sounds coming from behind the large book case at the back of the room. John slowly walked towards the book case. As he got closer he noticed a pair of shoes, a pair of socks, a pair of slacks, and a blouse sitting on a table at the end of the book case. He recognized them as the clothes that Sally had been wearing in class earlier that day.

The sound had become louder as John got closer to the book case and he began to realize what it was. The sound was a mechanical buzzing noise like that made by a vibrator and there were also the undeniable sounds of a woman experiencing pleasure.

John, still out of view, quietly pulled out his cell phone, flipped it to video mode, filmed the clothes on the table and then inched his way around the end of the book case until he could see what was going on behind it.

What he saw was absolutely. Sally was half reclined in a desk chair rubbing her clit with one hand while probing her pussy with the vibrator in her other hand. The only clothing she was still wearing was her bra though her panties were around her ankles. Sally's eyes were closed so at first she had no idea John was there. He filmed her for nearly a minute before Sally opened her eyes.

When she saw John standing in front of her Sally screamed and tried to cover herself with her hands dropping the vibrator to the floor in the process.

"Shh...you'd better keep it down or someone might hear you. You wouldn't want someone to come in here and find you like this would you?" John asked.

"John...get out of here right now." Sally said.

"Or what?" John asked.

"Or you'll be in deep trouble." Sally said.

John smiled.

"I'll be in deep trouble? I'm not the one that's been recorded on video naked and masturbating on school property Sally." John said.

"Oh god you were filming that?" Sally asked.

"I still am. These camera phones are getting better and better at taking video every day." John said.

"John please stop filming and give me my clothes." Sally said.

"Ah yes...your clothes. You mean like these?" John asked.

John panned the camera to the floor as he crouched down and picked up Sally's panties from where they had slipped off of her ankles when she jumped at seeing John. He held them up to the camera and then held them to his nose.

"Oh my they're really wet. Someone was being naughty. My oh my what a heavenly aroma." John said.

"Okay John...ha ha...you caught me. You've seen me naked...gotten your thrill...now stop messing around and give me my clothes." Sally said.

"I suppose I could do that Sally. It seems like it's the right thing to do. Then again...how often am I going to find myself in this position of power? No...I don't think I'll give you your clothes Sally...at least not yet." John said.

"What do you mean? Give them to me NOW!" Sally said.

"If you want to get snippy I'll just take your clothes and leave...how do you like that?" John asked.

John turned to grab Sally's clothes.

"NO! Don't do that John. It's clear that you have my by the balls here." Sally said.

"From where I'm standing you don't seem to have any balls, but I do have you backed into a corner both literally and figuratively." John said.

Sally sighed heavily.

"Okay John...what do you want? What do I have to do to get my clothes back and get you to erase that video?" Sally asked sounding defeated.

John smiled.

"Well...the first thing I want is for you to take your bra off. It seems ridiculous to have it on when everything else is sitting over here." John said.

"John...I'm not..." Sally said.

"You're not what? You're not in any position to argue with me? You're right...you aren't. Now take your bra off." John said.

Sally's head dropped in defeat as she reached behind her back and released her bra. She pulled it off.

"Toss it over here so I can put it with the rest of your clothes." John said.

Sally hesitated before tossing the bra to John.

"That's a good girl. You have very nice breasts Sally. I've wanted to see them since I first saw you and they were worth the wait. Now...pick up your little toy and go back to what you were doing when I came in." John said.

Sally looked at John. The video that he was taking of her would get her fired in a heartbeat. It would humiliate her publicly and destroy her reputation. If he wanted to he could easily grab her clothes and run out leaving her stranded naked in the school. She realized that her only option was to comply with what he wanted in the hopes that pleasing him would convince him to delete the video and give her her clothes back. Sally reached down, picked her vibrator back up and returned it to her pussy as she started rubbing her clit again.

"That's a good girl...play with your nipples too." John said.

Sally moved from rubbing her clit to playing with her nipples. John watched for a while as Sally played with herself.

"I know you're nervous Sally, but with as wet as your panties were and with as into it as you were when I got here I know you need to cum really bad. Let it happen. Don't worry about me being here. The better the show the better your chances of getting your clothes back." John said.

John watched for several more minutes as Sally intensified her efforts. Finally Sally's body shuddered and she gritted her teeth and moaned as she exploded into an orgasm.

"That was really impressive Sally. Now...stand up, turn around, bend over and grab your ankles...I know you're flexible enough." John said.

Sally knew what was going to happen next, but she was in no position to protest so she stood up, turned around and bent at the waist. She grabbed her ankles as instructed. John quickly opened his pants and stepped forward.

"John, please don't...oh god." Sally said.

She had started to protest, but when John pushed his 8 inch cock into her the air was forced from her lungs and she was unable to speak.

"Keep holding your ankles." John said.

Sally had been shocked and terrified when John shoved his cock into her, but as he started fucking her she could feel its length and thickness filling her like no man ever had before. It had been so long since she'd been with a man and John was certainly a man.

"Can I lean up and bend over the chair...I can hardly breathe like this." Sally said.

"Sure...I don't want you to die on me." John said.

Sally raised herself up and grabbed the back of the chair as John continued to fuck her. For several minutes John fucked Sally, but then he pulled his cock out of her, turned her around, and pushed her to her knees.

Knowing what was expected of her and incredibly turned on Sally took John's cock in her mouth and started sucking and stroking it.

"That's right...that feels so good." John said.

Sally sucked John's cock for several minutes before pulling his cock out of her mouth. He pulled her to her feet, moved her so she was sitting on the edge of the table, and pushed his cock into her. He started slowly fucking her while lowering his mouth to her breasts and then forcibly kissed her.

After several minutes John pulled out of her, moved her back to her position bent over the chair and started fucking her from behind again. After several minutes of slowly fucking her John started fucking Sally harder and faster.

Finally John grunted as he pumped his cum deep inside Sally. John held on to Sally's hips for a minute with his cock still inside her. Finally John pulled his cock out of Sally's pussy. She was out of breath so she turned and flopped into the chair. John zipped his pants up, walked over to the table, and picked up Sally's clothes.

"Here...you might need these so you don't have to go home naked." John said.

He gave Sally everything but her bra and panties.

"Thank you...what about my underwear?" Sally asked.

"I'm keeping them as a trophy." John said.

"Please don't tell anyone where you got them." Sally said.

"Who would believe me even if I did?" John asked.

"Will you please erase that video now?" Sally asked.

"That depends on you Sally." John said.

"What do you mean?" Sally asked.

"I want to fuck you again. Do I need to use the video as leverage to make you fuck me again or will you willingly fuck me again?" John asked.

"I'll have sex with you again John, but not here at the school like this. I could lose my job and maybe even go to jail if anyone found out." Sally said.

"But I can fuck you again somewhere else?" John asked.

"Yes John." Sally said.

"Fair enough." John said.

John grabbed his phone and erased the video.

"Okay, it's gone." John said.

"Thank you John." Sally said.

"So since we can't do it here again I guess I should come over to your house tomorrow then huh?" John asked.

"My house?" Sally asked nervously.

"I want to fuck you again as soon as possible. Tomorrow is Saturday. If we aren't going to do it here at school the next best place to do it would be your house. Since tomorrow is Saturday we'll have a lot more time than we did today right?" John asked.

"Um...I guess so." Sally said nervously.

John smiled.

"Great. What time should I come over?" John asked.

"Um...let's say...9:00." Sally said.

"Sounds good to me." John said.

"Just be sure to park down the street or a block away or something so nobody sees your car in front of my house. Oh and don't use the front door. I'll leave the gate unlocked so you can come through the back yard and come through the back door when you get there." Sally said.

John smiled.

"Can I go through your back door tomorrow?" John asked.

He put his hand on Sally's ass.

"I'm not sure it will fit, but we can try." Sally said.

John smiled.

"I've got a feeling that this is going to be a great school year. I'll see you tomorrow." John said.

THE END