Vegas Baby

I was barely freed when she was already pulling me from my boxers, stroking my fully hard length and making me hiss with pleasure. I tilted my head back, wishing I had something to lean against, but I had to stand and absorb everything that Nicole doled out.

And boy did she know how to dole it out. Her hands left me after less than a couple of minutes, being replaced by her narrow, wet tongue. I shuddered as its tip laved along me, leaving a slick trail in its wake. I knew from experience what that muscle could do to me, how easily it could put me over the edge, so I focused on my breathing. Deep inhales, deep exhales. Deep inhales, deep-

“Holy shit!”

Apparently, I had been far too calm for Nicole’s liking, so she had suddenly wrapped her mouth around me and surged forward, engulfing all of me in one go. When I had enough of my wits together, I looked down, only to see her smirking up at me.

It looked like someone was in a mischievous mood tonight. Two could play at that game.

Reaching down, I wrapped my fingers in her hair, winding through the tresses until I had enough grip to influence the motion of her head and just how deep she took me.

I pulled her back, until the tip of my manhood was just barely between her lips. She groaned, straining forward, clearly wanting more of me. But I held her still, only allowing her the slightest of contacts.

“Are you going to be a good girl?” I asked, feeling my lips twist into a crooked smile.

She nodded, her tongue flicking across the head of my length. I shuddered at that, and gave her a little slack, sand sure enough she was bobbing along me with renewed vigor.

I held on as long as I could, fighting each wave of pleasure that went over me until finally I couldn’t take anymore.

“That’s enough,” I said, pulling her off me. She let go, cheeks red and face swollen, and I almost lost myself right then and there.

“Perfect timing,” she said, turning back to the deep, deep tub. “The water’s at about the perfect level.”

She sat down at the edge of the water and wiggled off her yoga pants along with her panties. Although it certainly wasn’t the most graceful strip I had ever seen, I loved every moment of it.

Because it was special. Just between the two of us. Sure, there was no polish, sure it was a raw, unguarded moment without pomp or refinement, but that’s what made it different. How could anyone witness this and think there was any ulterior motive? Nicole was as straight forward as they came, with an earnest sort of honesty to everything she did.

Once she was bare, she slid into the water, like a mermaid finally finding its home. There, standing in the water with her rounded belly and mussed hair, she looked like the closest thing to a goddess that I had ever seen. I peeled off my socks and threw them to the side, then removed my boxers, before carefully joining her.

The last thing I wanted to do was slip and bring and unfortunate end to her brilliant little idea. So, I took my time, until finally we were both in the warm water together, just experiencing the moment.

I lowered myself onto the built-in seat all around the edge of the tub and pulled Nicole towards me. As she straddled me, I reached between her legs, searching for her entrance.

I found it without much problem, and my fingers rubbed against it. This wasn’t my first time at the rodeo, so I knew that water had a tendency to counteract a woman’s natural lubrication, despite what most people thought, so I would have to work overtime to make sure that she was ready for me.

She whined as I slid within her, my fingers working her over in just the way that I knew she liked. Just like in Vegas, this position put her at the perfect height for me to take one of her pert nipples into my mouth, rolling it over my tongue and between my teeth.

The sounds coming out of her were pure sin, and combined with the seductively warm water around us, and the jets causing the liquid to foam and froth, pushed everything to a whole new level. It was like all of my senses had been heightened, only to be filled with her.

Like usual, I tried to take my time, tried to make sure that she was truly ready for me, but there was a strange sort of urgency to what we were doing, like the moment was enchanted lightening that needed to be caught in a bottle before it disappeared forever. So much sooner than I normally would, I was positioning her over me and guiding herself as she lowered onto me.