Bath Time Stories: Part II

Read [Bath Time Stories: Part I here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wisyo7/bath_time_stories_for_the_dreamers_part_i/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf), first.

PART II:

I turned the door handle and walked into the bathroom, right past her. She shut the door behind me, locked it, and turned around, facing me. We looked each other in the eyes. Another lightning bolt.

“Um. Hi,” I said like an idiot.

“Hi,” she responded.

“What’s your—“

“Stop,” she cut me off. “Come here.”

I took a step toward her. She stayed pressed against the door. Then I slowly took another step. She didn’t move. I took one more step, my body now grazing the front of hers.

She looked up at me, and put one hand behind my neck, pulling me toward her. Instinctively, I put my left hand around the back of her neck and my other hand on her waist. She put her free hand on my chest.

Then she smiled at me. I honestly couldn’t help myself — my head kept moving toward hers, slowly, until our mouths were half an inch apart. Her eyes were closed.

“Look at me,” I whispered, a beat after pausing in front of her. She looked me in the eyes, bit her lip. I think she was enjoying this.

Our eyes stayed locked together when our mouths met, soft, and our lips slowly opened. I was suddenly aware of how hard my cock had gotten, and thought about how she must have felt it stiffening against her through our clothes. I pressed my tongue into her mouth, and our tongues started to slowly swirl. I pressed my body against hers, hard.

That’s about when she took my right hand off of her waist, and put it between her legs. I got the hint and started slowly and firmly rubbing her clit through her jeans. “Fuck, we’re actually doing this,” I thought to myself. She started to rock her hips back and forth, pressing herself into my hand.

We kept kissing, her breathing getting quicker and more desperate, as she kept rocking against my hand, eyes closed.

So I did what I thought was the next step — I unbuttoned and unzipped her pants. “Don’t stop,” she breathed.

Now I realize that at this point, a gentleman would probably have put his hand down her pants, worked two fingers around her clit, and spread her wetness around. But me? Honestly, I was feeling fucking ravenous. It was intense and unexpected, to be honest. And it felt fucking great.

I hooked my fingers around the waistbands of her jeans and underwear, and quickly pulled them down to her knees, all at once. I caught a glimpse of a patch of dark hair as I moved to my knees. “Jesus Christ, this is hot,” I thought to myself when she subtly widened her stance. My thoughts were starting to get really, really dirty as I looked at her body in front of me. There’s just something so fucking hot to me about a woman with a hairy pussy. Like some kind of primal attraction.

One of my favorite parts about a woman’s body — and one of the most under rated — is the softer, thinner, more delicate skin on the inside of her upper thighs. So I kissed her, slowly and softly, on the inside of her left thigh. She gasped…

Looking back, that little gasp was the exact moment I knew that I wanted to make her cum as hard as possible. I wanted to feel it in her body. I wanted hear if she was loud or quiet when she had an orgasm. Hell, if I’m being honest, I *really* wanted to feel her warm cum all over my cock, dripping down my balls. And I wanted to savor every second of it. To me, there’s absolutely nothing hotter than making someone else lose control and cum.

I ran my tongue up her thigh, from the spot I kissed her up until I reached where her leg met her body.

I stopped and looked up, drawing my head away from her. “Don’t fucking stop,” she demanded from above as she closed her eyes, smiled, and leaned her head back against the door. I think she was enjoying this.

I kissed and licked the inside of her other thigh, working my way up, her skin getting more delicate along the way.

And then I couldn’t help myself, she was starting to breathe heavier again. I *slowly* put my tongue against her clit through her dark patch of hair, and licked it as slowly and lightly as I possibly could. She grabbed the back of my head.

“Oh my God,” she gasped, as I could feel her pussy getting wetter with my tongue while I ran it slowly up and down over her clit, over and over and over and over and over. Faster. Wetter. Louder.

She started rocking her hips back and forth, in time with my tongue, and we quickly found our rhythm together.

Just when I thought she was getting close to cumming, she pulled me to my feet by my hair. She quickly undid my jeans and reached down into my boxers.

She looked at me, “Kiss me again.”

And when I did, she wrapped her hand around my thick cock, shoved her tongue in my mouth, and started slowly stroking, getting my precum all over my underwear and her hand. Sorry, not sorry… It was really fucking hot.

*Stay tuned for Part III, when things get real spicy.*

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Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wm573a/bath_time_stories_part_ii