The bubbles had begun to overflow onto the bathroom floor. The steady upward and downward thrusting of her hips as she rode his hard prick had caused the bath bubbles to form a high wall around her and each time she lifted her ass she pushed a few over the side.
She was moaning softly into his ear. They had been in this position for a solid half hour now, both lost in the slow, but constant rhythm she had maintained. He was on his back in the massive tub, his head propped against the contoured end, his feet firmly pushing against the other end. This allowed him to use leverage to keep his hips off the bottom and hunch upward to meet each of her downward strokes. His dick was rock hard, on fire, and was totally being used by his horny wife. It had been swollen hard since she first began to use the bubbles to slide her hands up and down his shaft to get him ready for this good fucking she was now giving. She was astride him, facing him.
Her arms were around his neck for support against the slippery surface; her face buried in the cleft of his neck and right shoulder, her tits dangling over his chest. She loved the feel of how they slid over his chest when she swayed. The bubbles formed pockets around each breast and her jutting nipples easily slipped over his slick skin. Her hips, ass, and cunt were in automatic, all taken over by the involuntary motions of their sex. It was a peaceful, familiar, steady ride for both of them; a ride that seemed to have no beginning or end, just a sensuous and continuous motion. Each time her hips rose, her cunt lips gripped, pulled, and sucked at his cock until she reached the rim around its head. With each downward thrust, her lips and inner depths spread wide to engulf his shaft and draw him in as deep as possible. Her asshole had swollen from her lust and had begun to pucker in and out with each thrust, opening as she rose, closing as she sat. His fingers teased it mercilessly each time her ass rose from the water.
The smell of the jasmine scented bubble bath helped him ease into a daze. His eyes were closed and he listened to the low humming sound the jacuzzi jets made, seemingly somewhere off in the distance. He could also hear the steady, rhythmic slurping, squishing sound her cunt made as her ass rose and fell from the water. Steam rose around him and from him. He was almost in an out-of-body state, nothing but a hard cock standing straight up being repeatedly devoured by her hungry pussy and a mind that had entered a deep trance. He was acutely aware of all the sensations... her steaming pussy sliding up and down his engorged cock, the slippery feel of her skin, the bubbles around his face, her hot and heavy breathing against his neck, the gentle rubbing of her nipples on his chest, his fingers circling the swollen rim of her asshole, and her low moans and grunts in time with her movements. Yet the vision in his mind's eye had separated and was somewhere else. In his mind, he was fucking his new friend Blue.
He had met "Blue" online. She had become his continual sexual fantasy ever since their first, steamy conversation a couple of weeks earlier. He kept a constant hard-on fantasizing about the things she said and the hot imagery their written words produced whenever they crossed paths in cyberland. She had sucked his cock. He had eaten her pussy. They had fucked and licked and kissed and fondled and brought each other to screaming orgasms through their words. He had not seen her yet, nor spoke to her... yet in his mind he had a vision of her, a vision of her body, and a remembrance of how he had explored her body with his hands, lips, tongue, and prick. Here, in this reality, his wife was fucking him beautifully but in his fantasy, it was Blue who was pounding his cock in this hot slippery bath.
Blue and he had shared a steamy conversation about a long-held threesome fantasy of his. He had told her about how his wife was outwardly shy and demure but inwardly different, with wanton bi-sexual fantasies of kissing and licking another female's body. He also described how they had occasionally enhanced their fucking sessions with whispered fantasies of bringing another woman to their bed. His wife had admitted more than once, albeit quietly and embarrassingly, that she had a desire to suck another woman's breasts. Whenever he had talked her through a fantasy of soft breasts and hard nipples in her mouth, she had always come with fervor. Sometimes he could even get her to tell him about it as she came. Once, while he tortured her clit with her favorite vibrator, she yelled out the description of the shape, feel, and taste of the fantasy woman's breast until her pussy ejaculated her juices out and into a huge puddle on the bed sheets.
As he dreamed that Blue's pussy was the one sliding up and down his slippery cock, he thought again about how his wife harbored these secret bi-sexual fantasies and his dream immediately turned into a hot, bubbly, steamy, and loud threesome there in the bath. He whispered to his wife what he knew would take her there too. "Darling, there's someone here holding out a beautiful breast to you. She wants you to suck it". She moaned a breathless "uhhhgh" never breaking her fucking rhythm. "See it baby? Touch it, hold it up to your face, and caress it. It's so soft. Isn't it nice? Oooh, so pretty and delicate". He felt his wife's lips move on his neck and the feeling in her pussy change dramatically. She began to heat up even more. It was working.
