Date: Sun, 19 Oct 2003 19:54:51 +0100 (BST)
From: matriarch <matriarch49@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Summer Outing Part 3 - Bath time

Summer Outing Part 3 - Bath time

By

Matriarch


This final part of `Summer Outing' was written at the same time as part
one, needing part 2 to link them.  Part 2, which takes place under the
trees, still awaits writing.  Rather than delay posting of Part 3 any
longer, I am posting now, with the link made temporarily through the
paragraph below:

This `moment in time' follows on from `Summer Outing'.  Our `September and
May' couple have enjoyed a delicious, delightful afternoon making love and
fucking under the oak tree, (a story for another day), interspersed with
food and drink, and dozing in the warm English summer.  After returning the
boat to the hirer they have returned home, happily, basking in the
aftermath of their lovemaking.  The following takes place that evening.

I am in the bath, leisurely soaking, lots of bubbles and soft enticing
perfumes.  Because of the amount of bubbles, nothing of me can be seen
below the water line, which lies just around my waistline, leaving my
breasts visible.  The ba throom is filled with candles and an incense stick
is burning on a shelf high above the bath, which makes me, as well as you,
quite light headed.  I have a glass of wine on the deep window ledge, which
runs along the side of the bath.  In the background y o u can hear soft
music playing from the bedroom.  The door of the bathroom is partly open
enabling me to see you as you approach from the bedroom, which is bathed in
a soft glow where one single lamp is alight, shining on the bed where the
covers have been drawn back, awaiting us after our bath.

I hear your movements and watch as you emerge from the bedroom, towards me,
your skin glowing in the soft lighting, your long slim legs and long red,
wavy hair catching the light, and your deep green eyes sparklin g at me.  I
can still see them even in this half light.  You enter the bathroom, and as
I hold out my hand to you, smiling at your presence, you look around the
room at the candles, and taking my hand lightly, and whisper, "This is
wonderful love, " and as your eyes settle on me, add, "Enchanting is
perhaps a better word."

You continue to look down at me, your eyes finally settling on my breasts.
Slowly you kneel beside the bath, and leaning over softly take the nearest
nipple in your mouth and gently suck it in.

Moaning in delight at the feel of my nipple in your warm soft mouth, I
reach for your face and gently ease you off, shuddering as it leaves your
mouth with a `plop' .  You frown at me, but drawing your face to me, I kiss
your lips, feather touches, lip to lip, teasing you, then the tip of your
nose.  "Plenty of time for that, later, child.  The water is getting cold.
In."

You smile happily and standing, reach for my hand and step into the warm
silky water, settling yourself with your back to me.  I hold you away from
me, not letting you nestle too close between my legs.  Oh no, not yet.
Later.  You sigh at the feel of the water, and murmur at me to soak your
back.  I was more than happy to oblige, and sit up carefully, beginning to
sponge the w arm water over your shoulders, watching enchanted as it drifts
down your skin in silvery rivulets, glinting in the candlelight.  Your soft
moans of pleasure bring a smile to my face.  "You like, child?"  Your
response is a simple, " mmmmmmmmmmmm.  Very much."  We continue this way
for a while, as I gradually move the sponge further over your shoulders so
that the water now runs more over your breasts and stomach.  I can't see
them, but that isn' t necessary.  Your shivers of pleasure tell me all I
need to know.

I put aside the sponge and placing my hands on your waist, pull you
slightly back closer to me, but still not completely between my legs.  You
say nothing, attuned enough to my ways to know that there is probably a
reason for it.

I squeeze some soap ge l into my hands and begin to gently spread it over
your shoulders and back, working it gently into your skin with my
fingertips, a gentle but meaningful pressure.  As my hands descend over
your shoulder blades and spine, I move them sideways, under your a r ms and
over the sides of your breasts.  You move slightly, but not unexpectedly,
and moan at the feeling of my fingers sliding over your skin, briefly
touching your nipples.  Back and forth I move, then away as I use more gel,
and this time move directly round to your breasts, covering their whole
shape, spending a lot of time on your nipples, rubbing my palms over them
in a circular motion which soon has them hard and searching.

You are moaning and your back is arching, pushing yourself into my hands.
"Love...... what.....?" you begin to question.  "Shhhhhhhhhhh child, be
patient, enjoy the feeling.  There is time enough for it all."  You relax
against my hands letting the weight of your breasts drop into my hands, a
soft pliable feeling which gives me great pleasure.

"Do you want more, my love?"

"Oh God, yes!" you moan, "More."

And so I know you are enjoying what I am doing.

My hands gather more gel, and now begin to work on your lower back and
hips, sliding around the front to your stomach, just below your breasts.
My fingers at once are firm and work like, and suddenly become feather
light finger tips scraping down your ribs and sides, and one finger the
length of your spine, dipping below the waterline into your crevice which
makes you moan again.  I co n tinue to caress your skin, occasionally
returning to your shoulders and breasts in a continuous movement of
sensation and caress, but each time, my hands dipping lower and lower below
the water, one into your crevice, and one low on your stomach, teasing your
fiery curls.

I smile as your legs begin to part each time my hand dips, and you try to
raise your hips as my other finger curls low under your bottom, moving
against me.  You are moaning quietly, whispering, "Yes, oh love, yes,
mmmmmmmmm, yes, yes."  Nothing urgent, just letting me know that you are
very much liking what I am doing.

I lean forward slightly, carefully and lightly press my lips to your
shoulder sucking the skin at the base of your neck where it becomes your
shoulder, sucking, nipping an d softly kissing that velvety skin.  Your
head moves sideways to allow me more access to that most sensitive of
spots, and you moan again.  "Love, please."  I smile behind you, and simply
say, "Soon, child.  Soon."

Briefly I remove my hands from you and r each for the tube of waterproof
lube waiting on the window ledge, knowing the water will decrease your
natural lubrication.  I want all the movements to be soft, easy and gentle.
Squeezing some into my hands, and spreading it over them, particularly my m
iddle fingers, one arm once again slides round your stomach the hand gently
applying the lube over your lips, making you moan yet again at the
sensation, the arm then moving up around your waist.

As I gently pull you closer to me, my other hand dips below the waters, my
fingers which have been lubing the dildo, now searching your crevice
gently, a slippery finger tip dipping and gently pushing against your hole,
making you gasp and utter, "Yes! ".  You think you know what is coming, and
I smile again at my surprise.  Using the arm around your waist, I begin to
lift your weight to allow my finger to push gently against your opening,
until the muscles relax and very softly I slide in.

I feel your back arch and a sound leave your mouth as it gapes open at the
loving intrusion.  Gently we begin a rhythm, my one arm softly lifting you
up and down in the water, which takes your weight, my other hand gently
sliding in and out of your rosebud, delighted as I feel it relax and allow
me in deeper on each push.  You a re moaning quietly, continuously now,
your head lolling back against my shoulder, completely overcome by the
exquisite sensations, the warmth of the water, the feel of it against your
skin and sensitive areas, my arm around you, my finger inside of you.

Moving my head close to you, I whisper to you, "Are you are ready, love, do
you want more?"

You sigh softly, "Mmmmmmm, am I ever ready." , making me smile at your
eagerness and lip-smacking sexiness.

Now I pull you closer to me, and removing my hand from your ass, chuckling
at your protest, I lift you even closer, and with my other hand gently
guide the narrow dildo I am wearing on the harness, to replace my finger.
Delighted at your cry, " Oh god, love, yes," both my hands now settle on
your hips and gently hold you against me, easing you up and down on the
slippery dildo.

Easing my body lower in the water, I whisper, "Come back with me child,
follow me."  My hands move to your shoulders, taking the weight as you lie
back against me, the dildo moving dee per inside you at the moment.  Lying
low in the water, my legs bent under yours, my feet braced against the
sides of the bath, I move my hands round to your front allowing my fingers
to explore your curls and dip into your very wet pussy, a different wet n
ess; slick, slippery and quite delicious feeling.  Your arms are lying over
mine, your hands holding on to the bath grips, using the position to push
yourself back and forth alternately against the delicious filling in your
backside and my fingers in your pussy, stroking up and down your lips.

I move my head to gently kiss your cheek now resting against mine, and you
turn your head slightly so that our lips can meet in a soft kiss, your
moaning and murmuring vibrating against my lips, and rippling through my
own body.  I move my hands to your thighs and urge you to lift them.
"Place your feet against the bath handles, love, that way you can fuck
against me."  You do as I ask, knowing that as you lift your legs this way,
it will open up your pussy completely, wide and ready for my fingers.

In this position I now begin to feel the sensations deep inside me, making
me moan softly, your movements being transmitted into me through my end of
the dildo, and each time you push back, the harness rubs against my clit.

I move my hands back to your pussy, one teasing and brushing your curls,
occasionally brushing your clit, the other one inserting, one, two then
three fingers into you, matching their rhythm with the one you are making
yourself, pushing yourself back a nd forth on the dildo and into me, as you
brace against the bath sides.

Now I am moaning with you, my head lying back, as the sensations begin to
rush through us.  But the movements are soft, gently, exquisitely arousing.
As you push back and forth again st me, I can hear the sloshing sound of
the water as it splashes and moves around, and with it, the squelching
sounds of my fingers as they move in and out of your pussy, and in the
middle of all this, the waves of feeling emanating from my own end of the
dildo as your beautiful ass pushes back into me, time and time again.

I can hear your moans now, louder, an urgency creeps into your voice.
"Love, I need...... please, I need......"

"Yes" I gasp, "so do I", and at that moment, my other hand searches for
your clit and gently presses against it, flicks across its tip, then gently
strokes it, a series of movements that result in soft squealing noises and
moans from you.

I feel the clenching sensation growing within me, and push my hips up
against you, as you brace your feet one more time, pushing back into me.
As the orgasm ripples through us both, your hands reach down and cover
mine, one urging my fingers deeper into you, the other pressing hard
against your clit, and we are there.  My cry comes from deep insid e me as
I surge upwards, as you call out my name, pushing against me as we come,
not violently, but in gentle waves that ripple through both our bodies,
over and over, churning my senses as our movements churn the water, sending
it spilling over the side o f the bath, as our love spills over into each
other.

I hear you gasping at me, "Oh darling, fuck me beautiful, just fuck me and
keep on and never let me go...." Making me smile at the pleasure in your
voice.

Slowly our movements cease and I feel your weight relax completely against
me, your breathing still laboured, matching mine, and you speak again.  "Oh
love, that was .......... wonderful."

I remove my hands from your pussy and bring them both around you, holding
you to me, as you drop your legs back into the bath and allow yourself to
gently slide off the dildo, a movement which makes me shudder as it is
echoed inside me through my end.  You feel the shudder and carefully turn
in the water within my arms, and lie against me, your hard, hard nipples
rubbing a g ainst mine as the gentle movements in the water lift you back
and forth against me, allowing you to move against the dildo and the
harness, eliciting more shudders from me.  You smile teasingly and I feel
one of your hands take hold of the dildo and gentl y move it against me.  I
moan quietly, "Nooooo, love, don't tease, no fair."

Together we unbuckle the harness, remove the dildo from me without too many
shudders, and then settle back in the water, with you lying in my arms, my
legs wrapped around yours, and your arms around my shoulders.  You reach
for my face and pull me against you, your tongue pushing deeply into my
mouth, sliding over my tongue, your sighs stirring my lips in gentle
caresses.

My arms hold you close against me, as we continue to kiss , deeply, softly,
not to arouse, simply as the only way to finish what we have enjoyed and
shared, before we move on to other equally delightful activities.  You lift
your head from me, and look into my eyes, holding my face in your soft warm
hands, just l ooking.  I tilt my head to one side and lift my eyebrows
quizzically, but you simply smile, shake your head and lower your face back
to my shoulder, and for a while longer, we wallow in the water, and the
extra warmth we have brought to it, oblivious of t he water overflowing the
rim of the bath, dripping on to the floor.  None of that is important.
Only our love.