Worlds Apart (Open)

Richard wonders if answering this question truthfully is a good thing or a bad thing. But since starting a relationship with a lie is never good. "Um, both." He says. "But I am doing neither right now. You are the only one." He says with an actual shy and unsire smile.

He then ebgins to strip, slowly though, to see if she will still want him to be stripping.
 
Ophelia opens one eye and watches him, smiling as she sees a hint of shyness about him. Laughing she closes her eyes again and says,"Ahh a hint of humaness in such a proud and confident man? I think I like it!"

Getting up out of the tub, she helps him strip the rest of the way and then pulls him into the tub, sitting behind him and beginning to wash his back.

"I think I like being the only one. Especially since you didn't say I was the only one right now. I suppose, from what you were saying about the women you usually go out with that it takes more than one together to have a mind."

Chuckling, she reaches around his back, her breasts pressing into it and begins to wash his chest, placing small kisses on his wet back, a smile on her face.
 
"Not that I would dissuade you if you wanted to invite another woman into bed." Replies Richard in a dreamy voice. He can feel her breasts pressed up against him. "You know, if you keep that up, I may be taking you for another ride."

"Although I also want the opportunity to wash your back."
 
Ophelia laughed and nipped his shoulder. "And that is supposed to make me stop?" She said moving her hands down to run the washcloth across his cock and along his inner thighs.

"As for another woman, well, I have never done anything like that and I dont think I would enjoy a night with your usual picks if they are like you say they are. I dont want to be looking forward to a wonderful night of sex and be bored to sleep before I can even get into bed."
 
Richard nodded. "Ok then, you can pick up whatever woman you want then." He says with a smile, as he turns his head and kisses her.

His cock twitches at her touch, as she cleans off all of their lovemaking from earlier.
 
Kissing him back, Ophelia kept running the cloth along his cock and thighs with one hand while one ran up to caress his back.

When the kiss ended, she chuckled,"Don't expect me to tell you the same thing." Then she leaned forward to press her lips to his again, probing them open with her tongue and exploring his mouth, moaning at the feeling of their tongues running over each other and the taste of him."
 
Richard returns the kiss, as his member swelled in Ophelia's hand. It knew what it liked, and how to respond.

Richard returned Ophelia's kiss, let his tongue relax to allow Ophelia's tongue entry in his mouth. This way he can suck on it, and taste it.

"I wouldn't expect you to make that promise." He finally replies as he takes the cloth of her hand. "I think it is my turn to wash you."
 
Ophelia sighed as he turned away from her and then turned around to where her back was to him, her firm asscheeks touching him. As he began to wash her back, she let out an 'ummm' of pleasure.

"Now that feels wonderful," she said.
 
Richard does small little strokes along her back. First little circles, caressing every inch of her body. They inch closer and closer towards her sides and her breasts, but never seem to get close enough to give her the pleasure that she might want.

Then he lightly feels across her shoulders, continuing the circles. But decides to do long strokes down her arms. First the right arm, then the left. An up down motion, wanting to get her nice and clean.

Finally one hand slinks to the front, and with a small circle, finds her nipple with the cool washcloth, rubbing across it.
 
Ophelia sighes as Richard runs the washcloth along her skin. The warm water, soap and feel of the towel not to mention his hand makes her skin tingle. She moans as he moves the washcloth so close to places that now ache with wanting him to touch her but never doing so.

As he reaches around her front, she leans back against him, her head on his shoulder. "No fair using my own tatics against me," she mumurs as he finally runs the cloth over her nipple. "You dont play fair at all."
 
"There you go complaining again," repleis Richard teasingly. "One would almost think you wanted me to stop." He says as he rubs the cloth across her nipple again.

Then he takes his other hand, and starts squeezing her other breast. Now they were both being squezed as Richard continues to talk. "I mean, if you really wanted me to stop, I very easily could." Squeeze. "I would never want to torment you with something you weren't enjoying." Squeeze. "Because if you aren't enjoying ti, you have but to say the word, and I'd stop." Squeeze.
 
Ophelia pressed against him, gasping as his attention to her breasts caused her nipples to harden under his hands.

"Noooo," she said as she pressed her hands to his, keeping them where they were,"Don't...don't stop." She began to kiss along his neck where her head was nestled not believing that she could want him again so soon but not denying that it was true.
 
very weird. I posted yesterday and it still shows you as being the last poster on the cp. hummm
 
Richard felt the kisses on his neck from Ophelia. He continued to squeeze her breasts, since it was what she wanted. Well, it was also what he wanted. Letting his hands feel, and almost paw at them. He felt her nipples get erect, especially as he continued to squeeze them. His hands moving up and down. "Tell me what you want." He whispers.
 
Ophelia moaned into his neck at his request but didn't refuse. "I want you again," She murmured to him,"I want you deep inside me again. In here or on the bed or even on the floor, I don't care. I want you."
 
Richard stop kneading her breasts, as he lets his hand drop beneath the water to slide between her legs. Feeling her pussy now. He starts to finger her clit. Sliding a finger into her pussy. "You want this filled?"
 
Opheila shivered as his finger slipped between her lips and she moaned again.

"You are teasing me,"She breathed against his neck,"Yes, I want that filled with your hard cock. Does that shock you? I am addicted to you. I want to feel you in me so badly that I can taste it."
 
Opehelia can feel something poke into her back now. "Oh yes, I want my hard cock inside of you too." He continues to touch her pussy, "Have you ever fucked in a bathtub before?"
 
Ophelia gasped as Richard's hard cock pressed against her and she shook her head.

"Let's see," She gave a soft laugh,"Have I ever been in a tub large enough to fit three people and room to fuck in? No, to both questions."
 
"Then you are in for a treat."

He takes his hand out of her pussy, and slowly spins her around so that she is facing him. It's easy, since she is buoyant in the water.

He locks eyes with her, as he raises her a bit in the water. That raising is understood, as he lowers her down onto his hard cock once again.

It slides right into her pussy. This position is different from the others ones. Movement is limited, but Ophelia can feel Richard's cock move about three inches in and out of her. But the water causes them to move slower.
 
Ophelia wraps her legs around Richard as he lowers her onto his cock, a gasp of pleasure coming from her as he enters her stretching her walls once again.

"Mmmm," She hums in his ear as she uses her legs to leverage herself up and down on him, clinging tight to his neck. Leaning in to kiss and nibble at his ear, she murmurs,"Best damn bubble bath I ever took."
 
With her legs now wrapped around him, and Ophelia nibbling on his ear, Richard begans to rock her back and forth. His hard cock embedded inside of her, as he slides her up and down along his body. They can probably only move about three inches, but what a pure pleasurable three inches. Ophelia finds him completely filling her, and he just seems to be staying there.

His fingers move up and down her spine, adding to the pleasure, as the whirl pool jets come on finally, and she can feel them rubbing her sides.
 
Ophelia moans softly and shivers as his hands move up and down her back. She arches against him, her breasts pressing into his chest, her hips pushing down to get him completly inside.

Putting her head on his shoulder, she mumms in pleasure, her breath warm against it, her hand mimicing his as they run up and down his back in a slow, sensual motion.
 
Richard can feel Ophelia's breasts pressed against him. She seems intent on her nipples feeling every part and inch of his chest. Not that he was complaining, this was truly something he wanted more and more of.

As he rocked their bodies, he can also feel her fingers tracing the ridges of his spine.

He locks lips with her, her mouth tasting like lavender. He felt it was enough punishment, now was the time for something more. "More?" He questions, begging for her to say yes.
 
By this time Ophelia was more than ready. When he broke off the kiss, she whimpered and drove her hips down the best she could and panted,'Yes, more, please." Then pressed her lips to his again, darting her tongue between them to explore while her hips kept grounding against him.
 
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