The Bathtub

You watch as I slowly step into the bathtub with you, placing my feet between your legs. You watch me move down over you, and await the touch of my lips. You cannot wait, so you pull me down on top of you, smoothing my lips with yours.

You let me know you want me in you, so wait as I position myself. When I am ready, you slide down, pushing yourself onto me, and pulling me under with you, so that we are submerged.

You tell me with your eyes that you want me to thrust like never before. You wrap your legs around me, pulling me closer, because you want to feel me deep inside.

We both want to move up for air, but you will not let go. You want to feel me cum inside you before you take another breath.

You hold me tight until we cannot stand it anylonger, and you feel me thrusting harder and faster, until I thrust one last time and end up deep inside you. You feel yourself being filled with my juices as you release your own and grip me like never before.

Your legs and body start to spasam. You can no longer hold me under, and your legs release. You see me move away as everything else fades to black.

As you come to yourself, you notice that it is very bright. You start to open your eyes, and wonder where you are. You notice that you are on your side. Something is covering you. As you look around, you notice that you are in bed. You move your arm, but you notice something is on it. You look down, and see my arm. You look behind you, and you see me, cuddled up again you, holding you tightly. You see me smile. You see me move up, and kiss you. You hear me whisper: “I love you”