A bath with my best friend [F/M] [romantic] [Creampie] [risky]

— this is an small portion of a much longer story im writting — I would absolutely love feedback—

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“Baths ready”

“Thankyou” I mumbled, getting up again, slower this time.

It was full of bubbles and looked so peaceful. I leaned against the door frame closing my eyes.

“Cat, are you going to be ok in there?”

“I’m fine” I snapped back to reality. I’m aware I’m stubbornly determined to be self sufficient, especially after having panic attack.

“Its ok to need help”

“But I’m going for a bath, what are you going to do, join me? It’s ok, I’ve got this.” I said trying and failing to unzip the back of my dress.

“If thats what it takes to know your ok, then yes” he said lifting my hair and unzipping the dress for me, sliding it off my shoulders. The brush of his hands felt soft against my back, giving me goosebumps.

If I hadn’t just burnt out all my brains reserves of adrenalin I’m positive my mind would have been running at a thousand miles an hour, for once it wasn’t. I was entirely focused on the basic things – like how relaxing the bath looked and how good it would feel to wash my face and hair. I still had some wits about me, as romantic as the concept of having a bath together was, and despite how my body was reacting to the idea, I wasn’t in the right headspace for anything intimate.

“It can’t be anything, but yeah I’d appreciatethe company, I dont really want to be alone right now” I said “but you can’t look.”

“I know”, he sighed “not like this, this is not how I ever imagined it Cat, I really just want to make sure you’re ok.”

“Not like this… ?” My brain and heart took a double take as I stared at him.

“OK, I’m not looking” he said embarrassed and turning around.

I slipped out of my clothes and slowly hopped into the bath. It was gigantic, and so full of bubbles, the water sitting almost at my shoulders, I was able the easily sit sideways with my knees up to my chest.
“OK, you can look”

“Aw you look so small” he said, sitting next to the bath.

“I thought you were going to join me?”

“Ah it’s ok, I’ll just keep you company, I really want to let you have space.”

He reached and scooped up a handful of bubbles, placing them on my head, “Cat in a hat.”

I took a hand full of bubbles and blew into it, spraying him with them, he laughed.
I turned to lie in the bath considering I had it all to myself, I might as well enjoy the relaxation. He played tiktoks on his phone to keep us both amused. Occasionally splashing me.

“You know you actually need to wash yourself in the bath” he joked

My eyes fluttered open and shut again,
“Im just so tired”

“Come on wake up”  he said splashing my face

“No you wake up” I lazily splashed him back.

“We can’t hide in here all day” splash.

“You can’t hide in here all day” I splashed him again “This is my home now.”

“I thought Cats hated water” splash

“It’s a myth, I’m a purrmaid now” I stretched out enjoy my joke and attempting to ignor the barrage of water attacks.

He splashed me just for the bad joke, he sat there looking a little angry and wet
“Thats it Cat-tatonic, you can’t stay in there forever” he got up and left the room.

“I can and I will!!” I yelled after him.

I didnt really feel bad about it at all so I lied back again closing my eyes and enjoying the peace, trying desperately not to accidentally fall asleep. He sauntered back a few minutes later wearing a towel. With all the photos and videos he’d sent me over the years I’d never actually seen him shirtless. I drank it in for a minute, his shoulders and arms were my favourite part, muscular with full sleeves of tattoos.

“Hey, hey, hey, no looking” he laughed and I covered my face with my hands clearly still looking.

“Cat, I dont really like my body, please.”

“OK, ok, ok, I dont see why” I said turning away from him, this was difficult, I could have stared for decades, drinking him in.

“Now schooch over” he said “If you’re never getting out, I’m getting in.”

I moved forward in the bath and he stepped in, sitting behind me, making the water rise and splash a little over the edge.

“OK, you were right, this is pretty relaxing. Well, pretty and relaxing.”

I looked back and smiled at him,
“Alright now, come here”  he said, I backed up little so I was sitting between his legs but not fully against him, I felt cold on my head,

“What are you…”

He was washing my hair, I was confused but ok with it.

“Since you’re determined to just sit and do nothing, we’ll be here for ever, so I’ll do it.” He started to massage the shampoo into my hair, It was extraordinary, I’d only had hair dressers ever do this and it wasn’t like they actually got in a bath with you. It felt so nice and caring, his hands massaging my scalp, I was close to melting down the drain with the water at that point, I was so relaxed. I certainly didn’t expect him to randomly blast the conditioner out with the shower head set to cold.

I screamed and turned awkwardly in his lap
“You bastard.”

He was just smiling that dumb fucking smile that he always used to get away with anything. I put my knees on his legs to gain purchase and grabbed his throat lightly, when I noticed he was looking down, not at my face. In my attempt to be threatening I was giving him a full veiw of my breasts, nipples perky as the cold water dripped down my body and something about the way I’d grabbed him stirred something inside me I didn’t know was there.

“If this is how I die I’m 100% fine with it” he gleamed

“ah you pervert” I teased, dropping back down into the water and turning my back to him quickly, deflecting my own thoughts yet still sitting between his legs again, closer this time.

“hey I did nothing”

“Sure”

He got a loofa and started scrubbing my back gently

“This is kinda weird right?” I said thinking aloud, my brain starting to work again.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Not at all, but I mean, we’ve sorta just met”

“We’ve been friends for eight years”

“So have you bathed chris?”

“No, but he’s never refused to get out of a bathtub before, I guess this is a new one” he laughed “arm up”

I raised my arm and he washed it and and went down the side of my body, grazing my breast and hips,

“Other one” same thing again, one of his hands had snaked its way to resting on my waist, I wasn’t sure why it was so intensely comfortable but also so present in my mind, all the physical touch in such a gentle caring manner was turning me on alot more then I expected.

“Do you want to do the rest? Or do you want me to?”
I slid back against him so my back was on his chest

“Is it weird I’m enjoying this? this is so relaxing and.. but I can do it if you don’t want to” I offered

“Not weird at all, I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable, I’m so glad your feeling better” he pulled my waist towards him so I was fully pressed against him for a hug.
I knew he was being kind but it was impossible to not notice that he was absolutely turned on, I could feel him so hard against my back.

“Seems like your feeling pretty good youself” I giggled

“Hey, I really can’t help it, it doesnt have to mean anything, I just, can’t cant controll what my body feels with you naked, just ignor it, I promised I wouldn’t do anything but help you”

“I think I understand the feeling” I said quietly sighing to myself,

“Hmm?” He asked

“Nothing… you missed a spot” I said handing him the loofa again.

He slowly washed my shoulders and collar bone, then skipped to my waist and stomach, he started mirroring what he was doing with his hand on one side, loofa in the other and occasionally swapping.
It was slow, and sensual, it felt like he was exploring my body. slowly he moved to my legs and thighs, stopping just short. I could tell how wet I was even in the water, I was
aware of my pulse in my pussy as he ran his hands up my inner thighs. I could feel his cock getting even harder, I wasnt sure that was possible when I first lied back against him, he moved his hands up to my breasts finally, I wiggled my ass a little back into him, just testing the waters, feeling his cock twitch against me and his breathing got heavier and faster, he slowly caressed my breasts, at first appearing to wash them but after a minute had past and his hands still lingered, he was deffinatly just enjoying them

“I dont mind at all” I said wanting to give him some confirmation that I was enjoying the attention to detail, leaning my head back against his chest and closing my eyes to enjoy the sensation. He let to loofa go and slid his hands around, slowly squeezing and massaging my chest, letting his fingers glide over my nipples which were getting harder at his touch, before he intermittently pinched each one. I moaned a little, not intending to, but rather unable to help it. His hands started to take turns at exploring more of my body.

“You’re really beautiful and soft, you feel amazing” he sighed

In a lot of ways I wanted it to stop but I also couldn’t seem to say no, I was so heavily conflicted between my attraction and fear of the level of intensity. I’d always been scared of Henry in that way, I always felt like I’d die of thirst without his attention, but I also felt like I’d drown in the emotion attached to it. He had, and probably would always feel like “the one” as stupid as that sounded. He wasn’t the guy I imagined fucking without strings attached, he was so much more to me. He came with the dream of the life after, the simple life full of laughter and light. We’d spent a eight years talking everyday, never tiring, never losing interest, he was always the passing ship in the night, one of us always in a relationship, the unobtainable and that felt so safe, but right now, we were both alone, together. Everything about him felt so right, his hands on my body, his presence, the way we fit together so well just lying on him watching TV or even now in the bath it just felt so much like I was a part of him and he was a part of me.

I tensed up and he felt it, he stopped touching me instantly.

“Evelyn, are you ok?”
He didn’t say Cat, he used my actual name not the nickname everyone called me.

“I just…”
I turned in the water, sitting up and slipping my legs over his to face him,
“Can we do this?”

“Only if you want to?” He looked at me puzzled.

“I mean.. with you, can it be casual? Isnt it always going to be more”

“Cat, it can mean whatever you want it to… or I can stop right now if you want and I’ll go get dressed. You know how I’ve always have and will feel about you, but also I respect you. It can just be fun if thats all you want at the moment, I’ve never been able to without the connection, but I already have that with you and nothing will ruin that. All I can think in this moment is that fucking you would feel right, for once Cat, dont overthink”

I stared at him intensely. Is he just saying what I want to hear, am I going to hurt him, am I going to hurt us. This is the type of thing that’s going to invoke a few days worth of reckless behaviour from me and I’m well aware of my patterns.

“I really want to” I admitted “my body is screaming at me to… but… I dont want to hurt you” I was watching his face intently for any sign that this could be wrong

“I rather be hurt 1000 times then never feel you,” he put his hands back on my hips starting to pull me down onto his lap. “I need to know what it feels like to be inside you, I need to watch your perfect body bounce, I need to see your face as you feel me inch by inch, I dont care about myself right now, I need to feel what it feels like to make you cum.”

Fuck, he knew how to talk when he wanted to, he knew what was in my head and he knew how I felt. He also knew I wasn’t going to back down now. I hated that he knew me. I couldn’t help myself, I managed to lie to myself in that moment, maybe it could just be fun.

We’d talked alot about sex with the distance keeping us safe, some nights spent exchanging fantasies, messages and videos. I knew everything about what he wanted, the magic words that would tip the scales for him, and he knew everything about how my body worked and what I might do. We both knew I was far more experienced, him only having a few sexual partners in the past worried me, but not enough to stop me, the logical part of my brain had shut down. I needed to be the dominant one here, I needed to show him. He could talk smoother then I ever could, but I could use my body.

“Cat we don’t have to- ” I cut him off and grabbed his throat, I enjoyed that feeling earlier, I wanted to try it again, pulling myself to him I kissed him deeply, his hand raised to mine in shock but he relented and kissed me back. I kneeled over him and used my other hand to stroke his hard cock under the water. His hands slid across my body, I’m not sure he knew what to do with my sudden assault on his senses. I felt him moan into my kiss as I moved my hand up and down the lenghth of his shaft, taking my time to rub slowly around his head, feeling it twitch in response. I released my grip off his neck and used my hand to move his hands to my ass which was hovering over him, he seemed to follow the motions amazingly, I continued to stroke his cock, surprised that it was larger then I expected. I climber further onto him sliding the head of his cock gently up and down, from my entrance to my clit, as I kept up the motion of sliding my hand up and down his shaft. He was starting to put pressure on my hips, begging to get inside me each time I slid up and down on him, the wetness of my cunt so different to the water of the bath. I teased him with each movement as I used his dick as a toy for my own stimulation, I wanted him to force me down onto it, he seemed to understand finally grabbing my hips properly and pulling me onto him inch by inch, I’d been turned on for the entire bath, I felt so swollen and as he forced his way in we both gasped, breaking the passionate kiss, locked into inhaling eachothers breath . By the time he was fulling sheathed in me I was almost shaking, he fit so well, I wasnt going to last long at all, I kissed him again, biting his lip and wrapping an arm around his shoulders, I started riding him like my life depended on it, like every groan he made brought me closer to an edge I was ready to fall off a thousand times, I grinded harder against him, wanting to be so full I would never need to be fucked again, and it worked so well, up and down, him enjoying my bubble covered breasts as they bounced in his face, I felt the familiar build up of my orgasm coming on as I rode harder and faster. I gripped him tighter as my pussy clenched around his cock, unable to keep my mouth shut I let out a very audible moan of pleasure, I leant back enjoying the after shocks of my orgasm, he seemed to be enjoying the expression on my face before he got a serious look, grabbing my hips harder then before and using my body as his own personal toy, he was stronger then I expected, I wasnt doing any of the work anymore, just enjoying feeling him lift me and pull me back down onto him as the water splashed around us and his face started to tense, I slid my hand back under water to rub my clit, if he was coming, I’d be damned if I wasn’t going to come again with him. It wasn’t hard for me to get close again, he was so focused, grunting and fucking me hard, I was loving the view; the focus he had, throwing his head back, moving me like I weighed nothing, grinding his hips up to mine. I knew what would get him there, from every fantasy he’d sent me and I knew he’d fucking love it and hate it.

“You have to pull out, I’m not on birth controll,” I teased at him, he agreed and started going harder then before, I could feel him twitching inside me and I knew I was going to come when he did. I wrapped my arms around him and started fucking him back again, our hips meeting, he was starting to shake, he stopped suddenly.

“Im going to cum, I have to stop” he gasped, I knew what we both wanted to hear, I grabbed his throat again and held onto his back as tight as I could continuing to grind against him as deeply as I could,

“Dont you fucking dare, I’m not letting go, your going to fill me or we’ll never do this again”. His eyes lit up with a touch of fear and excitement as he gave in, finally thrusting back knowing that I needed his seed, it only took a moment and I felt him explode inside me, shooting layer after layer of warm cum into me and my body fucking loved it, exploding into an orgasm that just kept clenching for what felt like minutes around his cock as it pulsed. I let my grip losen as I let my head fall againt his, having an exhausted giggle, he smiled and laughed with me, wrapping his arms around my body and occasionally thrusting to see my face as we recovered our breath,

“You can’t do that or I’m going to need to cum again” I said trying to lift myself off him, he held me down

“Do it” he wispered with an evil grin, I started to grind on him softly, it wasn’t going to take much, he leant me back and watched me, finally using his fingers to rub my clit, as my breasts bounced freely and he met each of my thrusts again, he was watching me so intimately but I couldn’t keep my eyes open , it was happening again, I gasped and held his arms tightly as I shuddered with another orgasm. He seemed so pleased with himself, kissing me again softy down my neck.

“your mine” he wispered, moving my hair from my face “good little cum slut”

The language surprised me, but more in a way that I enjoyed. We both got out of the bath and wrapped ourselfs in towles. The bathroom was completely flooded, I giggled and bent to pick up my wet clothes, I felt his hand lift my towel at the back as I did, still bent over I looked back at him confused,

“just admiring my work” he smiled, it always amazed me how confident men got after you forfilled a fantasy, I moved into a presenting pose and let him enjoy the veiw of his cum dripping from my pussy for a moment, he slicked his finger up and down my slit,

“hey, no touching unless your prepared to finish the job again.”

He kept going, sliding his fingers back and forth over my clit, this man was determined to make sure I couldn’t think for a week.

But thats when we heard a knock at the door.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/q6ex0b/a_bath_with_my_best_friend_fm_romantic_creampie