Hey guys, this is meant to be read in a series, but, I guess if you like not knowing where you're going into something nor the characters themselves... have at it? Overall, please let me know what you think! I always enjoy reading your inner most thoughts on all my stories, and even welcome ideas since... let's face it... I'm not the most creative person on this site... anyhow... enjoy!
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His smooth thrust in had me feeling as if I were filled to the brim, and long since over flowed. The heat combination between the two of us made me just want to lay down and take it. And take it I would. I felt his withdrawal and wanted to sob out, stay, but all the came out of my mouth was a moan. His hand on my hip flexed and he slammed himself into the hilt again and rubbing against my g-spot every time. I knew I wasn't going to last long with his cock in me. I never could. I gasped. "Jeremy..." before he knocked the words out of my mouth with another strong thrust inward. My eyes rolled back and I began to roll my hips back and forth with the movement of his cock into my pussy.
"So you like this, huh?" His deep voice brought it back to me that this was supposed to be a "punishment." Well, if this was a punishment I would take it every time. I groaned into the speed pickup of his hips and leaned forward more, his dick was harder and thicker than I had remembered, but he still knew what to do with it, and where to push at with it.
"Ye-ess-ss. More, please sir..." I almost forgot the end part to his title he wanted. But he heard his title and growled.
"I need you to slide upward on the bed then Abby, I need you to give me some room towards the end here." He stopped his thrusting and I almost sobbed. I didn't want to stop, I wanted more, yes, but not at the cost of stopping... but move forward I did. As I slid to the middle of the bed on hands and knees, he stepped behind me, spreading his feet apart so one leg was on my right side and the other on the left. Almost, pony styled. Then, I felt the tip of his cock nudge my entrance. I knew I was in for a treat. His cock slowly slid into me, and this made me feel his legs slide separate on my hips and his ball sack on my clit. I squeaked. "Please..."
"As you wish." And boom, we were fucking like rabbits again. This time, he grabbed ahold of my hair and my breast to hold on for leverage to combat his movements. My pussy sucked in all the pleasure and I finally felt like I couldn't go any more higher. I screamed Jeremy's name. Within a couple of restrictions, I felt his cock jerk, and could tell he had his own pleasure as well.
Breathing hard, I fell from my hands and knees position to my ass in the air and face into the silk pillows. Strong orgasm was a cheap way to talk about that rise. I gulped in air, trying to breathe without suffocating. Jeremy withdrew from my dripping cunt, and stepped back. to look at his work. I wouldn't have been surprised if he would have told me I was gaping from how big his cock was. I finally fell completely onto my side, exhausted. Turning my eyes to him, I saw he was walking over to a corner with a stand up shower. He had ripped the condom off and was ringing out a wet, warm cloth to clean off with. Instead of using it on himself, he brought it over to me, grabbing my legs and spreading them to clean me up. I just laid back enjoying the treatment. I was more used to men cleaning themselves up and giving me the towel to clean up with afterwards as if just a second thought. The warmth of the wet towel soothed the soreness my cunt had started to feel. When it's been as long as it has for me... I knew I was going to be feeling this for the next 24 hours.
"Wow. I knew you were good but you simply got better with age..." I was still floating down from my orgasm. He smirked, and finally let me close my legs. I curled into a ball facing away from the center of the bed. I could hear him walking over to the sink, only to start water in the claw footed tub that was at the skirts of the room. The aroma of lavender and something a little more spicier drifted over to me from whatever he had poured into the tub. His shadow crossed my closed eyes and I felt him lift me up from below my knees and underneath my shoulders. I opened my eyes hesitantly to relax into his chest. My head went under his chin and I simply floated with the sensations of being carried. Jeremy hadn't always been such an asshole. He was a sweetheart when I knew him years ago, and he showed he still cared when he was around others.
I opened my eyes when I realized he was stepping into the hot watered tub and was going to put me in front of him in the V of his legs. I leaned back into his chest and sighed. Comfort. The water felt marvelous on my skin and the heat of it relaxed the sore muscles next to my vagina. I could feel he was ready for round two behind me with Little Jeremy poking at my left kidney. He leaned back and I followed his directions. I opened my eyes for a while just to remember the scene for future references. His hands stroked down my chest to my breast and into my stomach, rubbing the knots out and simply massaging the skin and muscles. The hands continued backwards until they were taking the hardness of my neck and my shoulders out. He never said a word. I moaned when he got the knot out of my right shoulder from the last couple of days of stress. His dick twitched but he still kept working on my flesh. Finally, I felt one of his hands abandon my flesh to grab a bottle of something. I turned my head and watched him pour shampoo into his hands, he turned to me, pushed me downward and I felt my head and neck bump his cock while he got the strands wet. Pulling me backup, he rubbed the mixture into my hair, pulling all the curls out of it but the smell just luxurious. The lavender set came from the shampoo, and was suds-ing up my hair and it felt like it simply was hot oil or even another massage for my head. I moaned and turned my head to the side.
"You still love having your hair played with, don't you Abby?" I nodded my answer. "You used to love it when you would come over and I'd simply move strand by strand of your long hair away and just roll my fingers through it. Some things never change." I nodded in agreement again, before replying.
"I thought about getting into cosmetology instead of nursing so I could play with hair and have people learning play with mine the same way... but I changed my mind. I took one class and it was a full covered class. Manicures, pedicures, massages, waxing, hair, and makeup... I didn't want to touch another person's fungus filled toes... Instead now I touch their fungus filed everything and with blood too now. Hell, hell of a change."
He pushed me downward again and I slid farther to rinse the bubbles out of my hair. Coming back up, I turned towards him and motioned for him to turn around as well. We wiggled to change our directions without dropping too much water out of the sides of the tub, my legs split around to his sides and I could still feel the tenderness of the soreness in my pussy yet from just splitting them apart. I sighed.
Jeremy leaned back into my chest with the slight cushioning of my breast, but didn't lean his whole weight on me. I rubbed his chest, looking around in the meantime for the spicy scent he had placed in the water earlier. I found a red bottle in a x-shaped bottle next to the shampoo, reading oil on it. I grabbed it, opened it to make sure it was the same stuff (which thank god it was, yummy) and poured a little over my hands, rubbing them to warm it up. Turning back to my task, I started to work on Jeremy's shoulders and working my way down his pectorals to his abs. The lines were easily traced with his abs cutting through the skin. But after working for about ten minutes, I shifted gears and started working on his shoulders and back. Another ten minutes and three knots later, I decided to just plunge in. I leaned forward pressing my breast to the sides of his head, and used another dollop of oil on my hands, grabbing his cock (since I knew where it was - his head was prominently sticking out of the water) and started to slowly squeeze and release it in a slow hand job. He grunted, turned his head a little to look at my face. I watched the hardness seep out of his eyes and soften until he almost appeared dozing. He grunted as precum would come dripping onto my hand. Instead of rinsing it off, I would just work it into the oil and kept rubbing him. Finally, I felt his cock stiffen and he grunted his release again as he came in the tub. His cum pooled like food dye in water, slowly dissolving into the water.
After a couple of minutes of recouping, he stood up in all his marvelous state, (And my eyes were on that ass, no lie) and turned to me. He was soft now, and helped me up out of the water onto the carpeted towel next to the tub. Turning backwards, he grabbed the monster sized towels and wrapped one around me, before wrapping one around his waist. I looked around the room, it was definitely a sex chamber, but some of the things simply didn't match a sex chamber. The tub for one. It was meant for more than one person, but definitely not in the "I'm going to tie you, whip you, and fuck you" aspect. More for the, "We're gonna rub all the cum off you, and relax before round two..." I felt Jeremy step out of the water after pulling the plug to drain it, just listening to the slight whirlpool sound of the drain. Turning to me, he grabbed my hand, pulled me to a small corner and brushed my hair out and then turned, grabbed a silk robe he had hanging, and slid me into it. It must have been his robe since it had all his scent tied into it. I sniffed it, giving him the towel, and let him brush his hair really quick and grab his silk pajama pants. His cock was starting to swell again, but he ignored it and turned towards me.
