Vivid Blossom
Darien's Treasured One
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Rub-a-dub-dub --- fun in the tub.
Bill didn't lay still for long. I had barely gotten started when he started playing with my breasts; massaging them, lightly pinching the nipples. I moaned as he did that, the sound harmonizing with the moans coming from Bill.
I could tell there were thoughts interferring with his total pleasure so I started playing and teasing him to drive those thoughts from his mind. I varied the rhythm - first holding him deep as my pussy muscles did all the work of stroking his cock, then riding up till he was almost out of me then slamming down hard burying his shaft in my wetness, faster, then slower. Over and over I repeated the pattern of rhythms till I knew he was thinking of nothing but this moment and the two of us.
I had my hands on his shoulders, to help me as I made love to him -- yes I knew I was making love, was falling in love. I didn't know what the future held but I was certainly glad he was staying in town.
Now as I feel him getting close, as I feel his tight balls against my ass each time I take the full lenght of his shaft deep inside me, as I feel my own orgasm building to an incredible climax, I look into his eyes and see something there. Something magical, something tender, something wonderful. I don't want to dare think it is love shining in his eyes, that would be too marvelous. But the thought of it is sending me totally over the edge. "Oh god Bill," I cry out. "I'm coming honey. Come with me baby, come with me." As I proclaim my ecstasy to the walls and ceiling, I can feel his shaft stiffen with the force of the jism shooting up his balls and deep into my core and hear his cries of ecstasy mingled with mine.
Bill didn't lay still for long. I had barely gotten started when he started playing with my breasts; massaging them, lightly pinching the nipples. I moaned as he did that, the sound harmonizing with the moans coming from Bill.
I could tell there were thoughts interferring with his total pleasure so I started playing and teasing him to drive those thoughts from his mind. I varied the rhythm - first holding him deep as my pussy muscles did all the work of stroking his cock, then riding up till he was almost out of me then slamming down hard burying his shaft in my wetness, faster, then slower. Over and over I repeated the pattern of rhythms till I knew he was thinking of nothing but this moment and the two of us.
I had my hands on his shoulders, to help me as I made love to him -- yes I knew I was making love, was falling in love. I didn't know what the future held but I was certainly glad he was staying in town.
Now as I feel him getting close, as I feel his tight balls against my ass each time I take the full lenght of his shaft deep inside me, as I feel my own orgasm building to an incredible climax, I look into his eyes and see something there. Something magical, something tender, something wonderful. I don't want to dare think it is love shining in his eyes, that would be too marvelous. But the thought of it is sending me totally over the edge. "Oh god Bill," I cry out. "I'm coming honey. Come with me baby, come with me." As I proclaim my ecstasy to the walls and ceiling, I can feel his shaft stiffen with the force of the jism shooting up his balls and deep into my core and hear his cries of ecstasy mingled with mine.