JackBNimble
08-21-2006, 04:41 PM
When he arrived and entered the room, he immediately heard the shower running and began to get undressed. As he tiptoed into the bathroom, intending to sneak up on her, she said “It’s about time you got here” with her sarcastic tone, yet he could hear the grin in her voice.
He smiled. No sneaking up on her…he noted.
He pulled the curtain back just a bit to see her showering. She was wet from head to toe…facing away from him and relaxing in the hot spray. He noted the way her hair was so much longer and darker when wet, and how it almost touched her bottom as she leaned her head back to rinse her face.
She turned and wiped her eyes and saw him watching. When their eyes met, both grinned and she motioned him with her eyes and smile to join her.
So, he did. He slipped in next to her under the firm water that poured from the shower head. He was careful to keep her body immersed in the downpour as she chilled easily and he wanted her to be comfortable. He faced her toward him and backed her into the water and began to shampoo her hair….his body pressed closely to hers , one hand massaging her scalp firmly and the other bracing her around her waist.
She leaned back as he rinsed it clean and then he turned her so he could wash her back…sliding the pouf with body wash up and down her back and all around her backside before sliding himself up and down her skin and making his interest known. She closed her eyes and relaxed back into him and he finished rinsing her and then she turned around to face him. He looked into her eyes as he slid the soft pouf slowly over her breasts and down her tummy and further down to just between her thighs…careful and measured strokes cleansing her and teasing her all at once. She was tingling in all the right places as she leaned her forehead to his chest …silently begging him for more…
He began to run his hands over her body. Rinsing her clean and stroking her with a curiosity that never seemed to go away…always searching, always finding something new, always enjoying the way she felt…
She leaned back and placed one foot up at the edge of the tub and took his hand and put it between her thighs, inviting him, asking him to come inside. He pressed up to her and she could feel how excited he was…and took him in her hand in guided him inside a place warmer than the water they stood under…
She was a tall one, and luckily they fit perfectly making this exceptional pleasure possible..the feel of him sliding in and out of her , the warm water running over and between them, her arms wrapped around him and pulling him closer…his breath in her ear, the taste of his wet skin as she licked and sucked at his neck and chest as his arms held her close.
When she could hear his breath begin to get faster she pulled away and went to her knees…the water falling all around her and she looked up at him just before taking him into her mouth. He closed his eyes and let her work, back and forth taking all of him with each move and bringing him to the edge and an exceptional finish before finally resting and laying her head against his thigh as he ran his hands over her wet hair and gently caressed the side of her face.
After a few moments, he helped her to her feet and then left the shower to let her finish what she had begun.
When she did, she turned the water off, stepped out, and he was waiting for her with a lush white towel. He delicately dried her as she watched him slightly smiling with appreciation and adoration….
He left her to finish up with promises of a warm bed waiting for her arrival and a very happy partner to curl up to when she got there…
She went about her ritual, drying her hair, then slipping into a soft , satiny gown of white. A bit of scented lotion here and there and a hint of lipgloss to make her shine…how she loved to shine.
As promised, her lover was quietly waiting in the room that was now alive, as the darkness of evening had set in giving credit to the candles lit earlier and the mood for the music she had playing in anticipation of his arrival.
She eased into the bed and up close to his warm, naked body…making sure he could feel every inch of the satiny gown all over him. She knew his senses would be pleased with her for taking such great care to appease them.
She crawled in over him, straddling him and working her hips over him to tease him a bit as he watched her and slipped her gown up her body and off before tossing it to the bedside.
She looked down and coyly smiled and half attempted to cover her exposed skin, teasingly of course, but smiling all the same.
He leaned up to place his body closer to hers and they met in the middle to kiss…her flavored gloss not going to waste as he tasted her mouth from the outside in…before gracefully turning their bodies over and her onto her back so he could explore her a bit more.
His warm breath almost made the rest of her chilled, or perhaps the goosebumps of the extreme pleasure she felt while his warm lips and wet tongue sampled her body in every possible way.
The vanilla/jasmine scent on the sheets and pillows brought about a sense of relaxation and sensuality, and made her feel soft, feminine and sexy…the temperature of the room was warmly set to ‘perfect’ so she could relax in her nakedness without fear of being too cool to enjoy his lavish attention and amazing skill as a lover.
After some time, her eyes commanded his attention and when they met, he knew she was ready to move on..ready for more. He was always willing to do anything she wanted, and he pulled in close to her and slid down into her as her breath released in a sense of pleasure and relief at the long wait she had endured.
Nothing was as sweet as this moment they were together, intertwined, and as one.
Their lovemaking intensified, and her skin became damp with the heat created in the movement of her and her lover. As her back arched up off the white sheets a bead of moisture slipped from her forehead down into her long dark curly mane that spilled over the pillows behind her…..
The movement wasn’t exceptionally slow, nor fast, but a steady, passionate and rhythmic pace of two bodies harmoniously moving in sync to the music of the encounter. Amidst the dancing flames of the candles in the background, her skin shone like a gem and the scent of sweet vanilla and sensual jasmine only made the pleasure more intoxicating.
On his knees before her , holding her hips steadily as she subtly rose and fell to meet his own movement, he carefully watched her body respond from top to bottom…the way her expressions would change, the way her lips would slightly part to take in breaths as she became more and more entranced in her own pleasures, the gentle movement in her breasts when he descended down into her, the slight shake she would get when he could go no further…
He leaned down further, so her body could feel the weight of his own, and he kissed her. His lips gently grazing hers…softly from side to side, then slightly licking the corners of her mouth before sliding his tongue in and meeting hers with a firm, yet sensual kiss that made her shake from the top of her raven haired head to the tips of her perfectly pedicured toes.
He could feel her hands as they touched him...pushing him, pulling him, saying everything she wanted with gentle and sometimes firmly pressing guides to her desired places of pleasure. He thrived on knowing how excited she became when he followed her leads…however simple they may be. In this way, they seemed to sense each other...and few words could do what the simplest displays could always easily accomplish when they were together. It was a true connection of two becoming one…
Their lovemaking went on and off throughout the night and outlasted even the most stubborn of the candles before it quietly gave in and rested it’s dancing light.
Daybreak would come in a few short hours, and with it, another passionate awakening of two that were meant to be one.
He smiled. No sneaking up on her…he noted.
He pulled the curtain back just a bit to see her showering. She was wet from head to toe…facing away from him and relaxing in the hot spray. He noted the way her hair was so much longer and darker when wet, and how it almost touched her bottom as she leaned her head back to rinse her face.
She turned and wiped her eyes and saw him watching. When their eyes met, both grinned and she motioned him with her eyes and smile to join her.
So, he did. He slipped in next to her under the firm water that poured from the shower head. He was careful to keep her body immersed in the downpour as she chilled easily and he wanted her to be comfortable. He faced her toward him and backed her into the water and began to shampoo her hair….his body pressed closely to hers , one hand massaging her scalp firmly and the other bracing her around her waist.
She leaned back as he rinsed it clean and then he turned her so he could wash her back…sliding the pouf with body wash up and down her back and all around her backside before sliding himself up and down her skin and making his interest known. She closed her eyes and relaxed back into him and he finished rinsing her and then she turned around to face him. He looked into her eyes as he slid the soft pouf slowly over her breasts and down her tummy and further down to just between her thighs…careful and measured strokes cleansing her and teasing her all at once. She was tingling in all the right places as she leaned her forehead to his chest …silently begging him for more…
He began to run his hands over her body. Rinsing her clean and stroking her with a curiosity that never seemed to go away…always searching, always finding something new, always enjoying the way she felt…
She leaned back and placed one foot up at the edge of the tub and took his hand and put it between her thighs, inviting him, asking him to come inside. He pressed up to her and she could feel how excited he was…and took him in her hand in guided him inside a place warmer than the water they stood under…
She was a tall one, and luckily they fit perfectly making this exceptional pleasure possible..the feel of him sliding in and out of her , the warm water running over and between them, her arms wrapped around him and pulling him closer…his breath in her ear, the taste of his wet skin as she licked and sucked at his neck and chest as his arms held her close.
When she could hear his breath begin to get faster she pulled away and went to her knees…the water falling all around her and she looked up at him just before taking him into her mouth. He closed his eyes and let her work, back and forth taking all of him with each move and bringing him to the edge and an exceptional finish before finally resting and laying her head against his thigh as he ran his hands over her wet hair and gently caressed the side of her face.
After a few moments, he helped her to her feet and then left the shower to let her finish what she had begun.
When she did, she turned the water off, stepped out, and he was waiting for her with a lush white towel. He delicately dried her as she watched him slightly smiling with appreciation and adoration….
He left her to finish up with promises of a warm bed waiting for her arrival and a very happy partner to curl up to when she got there…
She went about her ritual, drying her hair, then slipping into a soft , satiny gown of white. A bit of scented lotion here and there and a hint of lipgloss to make her shine…how she loved to shine.
As promised, her lover was quietly waiting in the room that was now alive, as the darkness of evening had set in giving credit to the candles lit earlier and the mood for the music she had playing in anticipation of his arrival.
She eased into the bed and up close to his warm, naked body…making sure he could feel every inch of the satiny gown all over him. She knew his senses would be pleased with her for taking such great care to appease them.
She crawled in over him, straddling him and working her hips over him to tease him a bit as he watched her and slipped her gown up her body and off before tossing it to the bedside.
She looked down and coyly smiled and half attempted to cover her exposed skin, teasingly of course, but smiling all the same.
He leaned up to place his body closer to hers and they met in the middle to kiss…her flavored gloss not going to waste as he tasted her mouth from the outside in…before gracefully turning their bodies over and her onto her back so he could explore her a bit more.
His warm breath almost made the rest of her chilled, or perhaps the goosebumps of the extreme pleasure she felt while his warm lips and wet tongue sampled her body in every possible way.
The vanilla/jasmine scent on the sheets and pillows brought about a sense of relaxation and sensuality, and made her feel soft, feminine and sexy…the temperature of the room was warmly set to ‘perfect’ so she could relax in her nakedness without fear of being too cool to enjoy his lavish attention and amazing skill as a lover.
After some time, her eyes commanded his attention and when they met, he knew she was ready to move on..ready for more. He was always willing to do anything she wanted, and he pulled in close to her and slid down into her as her breath released in a sense of pleasure and relief at the long wait she had endured.
Nothing was as sweet as this moment they were together, intertwined, and as one.
Their lovemaking intensified, and her skin became damp with the heat created in the movement of her and her lover. As her back arched up off the white sheets a bead of moisture slipped from her forehead down into her long dark curly mane that spilled over the pillows behind her…..
The movement wasn’t exceptionally slow, nor fast, but a steady, passionate and rhythmic pace of two bodies harmoniously moving in sync to the music of the encounter. Amidst the dancing flames of the candles in the background, her skin shone like a gem and the scent of sweet vanilla and sensual jasmine only made the pleasure more intoxicating.
On his knees before her , holding her hips steadily as she subtly rose and fell to meet his own movement, he carefully watched her body respond from top to bottom…the way her expressions would change, the way her lips would slightly part to take in breaths as she became more and more entranced in her own pleasures, the gentle movement in her breasts when he descended down into her, the slight shake she would get when he could go no further…
He leaned down further, so her body could feel the weight of his own, and he kissed her. His lips gently grazing hers…softly from side to side, then slightly licking the corners of her mouth before sliding his tongue in and meeting hers with a firm, yet sensual kiss that made her shake from the top of her raven haired head to the tips of her perfectly pedicured toes.
He could feel her hands as they touched him...pushing him, pulling him, saying everything she wanted with gentle and sometimes firmly pressing guides to her desired places of pleasure. He thrived on knowing how excited she became when he followed her leads…however simple they may be. In this way, they seemed to sense each other...and few words could do what the simplest displays could always easily accomplish when they were together. It was a true connection of two becoming one…
Their lovemaking went on and off throughout the night and outlasted even the most stubborn of the candles before it quietly gave in and rested it’s dancing light.
Daybreak would come in a few short hours, and with it, another passionate awakening of two that were meant to be one.