As I lie here in the bath, filled to the rim with steaming hot water and bubbles, I relax and close my eyes.... I picture your hand reaching down,delving through the bubbles and into the water. You take me in your grip and softly begin to stroke my soft but rapidly awakening and already hardening cock which is responsive to your touch alone.My blood rushes all around my body and I feel a tingle, a bolt of energy entering my being. A floodgate opens and my desires and thoughts burst forth with a single touch. Now solid, this desire grows as your hand tightens it's grip,stroking fluidly up to the tip and down to the base...
Sitting Comfortably??.....
Drum Roll Please!!
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27 Aug 2012
Bathtub Blow
As I lie here in the bath, filled to the rim with steaming hot water and bubbles, I relax and close my eyes.... I picture your hand reaching down,delving through the bubbles and into the water. You take me in your grip and softly begin to stroke my soft but rapidly awakening and already hardening cock which is responsive to your touch alone.My blood rushes all around my body and I feel a tingle, a bolt of energy entering my being. A floodgate opens and my desires and thoughts burst forth with a single touch. Now solid, this desire grows as your hand tightens it's grip,stroking fluidly up to the tip and down to the base...
21 Feb 2011
Aunt Debauchery
I smiled as I replaced the phone back in its cradle. I'd just finished speaking to my sister who had pretty much begged me to have my nephew to stay for a few weeks. By all accounts he had been driving his parents up the wall with the usual adolescent behaviour. Far from feeling put upon I gladly accepted, after all it's not like I had much else to fill my days with.
I'm married to a successful business man and we live a more than privileged lifestyle. But it comes with a major drawback; I rarely get to see my husband thanks to his total consuming obsession with his work. Instead he chooses to humour me with my own platinum card. Shame money can't buy me company...
Still I now had the prospect of a companion in the form of my nephew Matt. It had been a while since I'd last seen him, I smiled again as I remembered the awkward lanky teenager who had barely done more than mutter self-consciously. I certainly hoped he'd have grown out of that when he came to stay....
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