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 Me And My Muse - 2 - Bathroom Amusements By Jeremy Spencer Copyright 2004

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   Author's Note: The following is a fictional story.  In it, fictional
characters have hot, sweaty, unprotected, fictional sex.  They live in a
fictional world without fictional diseases.  You do not.  Be careful.  All
characters in this story are old enough to know what they're doing.  Now,
on to the show!

   *****

   I walked into the living room and my breath caught in my throat as I
caught sight of Erin.  There my muse lay, stretched out on the sofa,
covered only in a sheer silk wrap.  I could see the pink tips of her
nipples poking through the filmy grey material.  Her natural musk permeated
the air as she stood when I entered the room, the moist lips of her pussy
poking out from behind the translucent covering.

   "Hello," I finally managed, my eyes locked on Erin's delicate fingers as
they slid over the front of her body.  She pinched her own nipple, causing
the blood to rush in and swell the tiny nub even further and I stifled a
groan as I saw a single trail of her juice leaking down her inner thigh.

   "Hello," she giggled as I ogled her smooth flesh.

   "Are you busy?" I asked, groaning as a tiny smile playing over Erin's
lips as she sucked the tip of her index finger between her pouty lips.  I
felt my prick swelling dangerously in my pants and fought the urge to
readjust myself.

   "No.  No, I'm not doing anything.  Why?" she asked.  Erin leaned against
me, her soft breasts pressing into my back as she reached around my body to
stroke my chest.  "Did you have something mind, because if you were looking
for something to do..." she trailed off before running her tongue along the
bottom of my earlobe.

   She pulled me down onto the couch, her legs spread wide as I sat in
front of her, my back to her ample breasts.  I could feel the diamond-hard
points of her nipples digging into my back, even through the material of my
shirt.  I shuddered, my prick jumping to attention.  Erin giggled, reaching
down to stroke my shaft through my jeans, her breath hot and moist in my
ear.

   "I did have something in mind," I said heavily, leaning my head back to
rest between the twin pillows of Erin's full breasts.  I glanced up,
catching Erin's gaze as she looked down on my face.  I found myself lost,
not for the first time, in the hypnotic gaze of her emerald-green eyes.

   Erin tilted her head lower to meet my own and our lips met, my nose
pressed against the smooth jut of her chin.  My mouth opened and my tongue
pressed insistently against her lips, begging entrance into the warm
confines of her moist mouth.  Erin smiled as her lips parted and her tongue
snaked out to meet my own before her mouth dropped down to crush against my
own.

   Eventually Erin pulled her lips away from mine.  I stood and took her
hand, a hot look in her eyes as she reached out and allowed me to pull her
from the sofa.  I led her by the hand down the hall to the bathroom and she
cooed in delight when she noticed the tub was already full of bubble bath.

   "Are you feeling dirty?" I asked and Erin grinned, nodding quickly.  I
pulled the nearly nonexistent wrap from around her shoulders, allowing my
fingers to trail down over her back and hips, brushing lightly between her
firm buttocks.  Erin shivered as I reached around, cupping her breasts in
my hands, hefting their soft fullness in my palms.  She sighed and leaned
against me, my erection fitting snugly between the valley of her buttocks.

   I quickly shed my jeans and shirt, allowing Erin the pleasure of
removing my underwear until I too stood naked before her in the bathroom,
the green tiles cool under my bare feet.

   I held my hand out to steady my muse as she climbed into the water,
watching as she lay back, the bubbles obscuring, but not quite covering her
turgid nipples.

   "Close your eyes," I whispered, grinning as Erin looked at me happily
before her eyelids fluttered closed.  I stood there for a moment,
enraptured by the beauty reclining before me, before standing to light
several candles placed around the room.  Erin breathed deeply as their
scent reached her nose and she visibly relaxed back into the soapy water,
her hair fanned behind her in an auburn halo.

   I reached out and grabbed a washcloth, immersing it in the water before
running it lightly over her tummy, dipping my finger into the tiny valley
of her belly button.  Erin giggled, her eyes popping open as she smiled at
me.

   "That tickles," she complained, laughing as my finger moved once again
to her dimpled center.

   "Eyes closed," I commanded softly and with a tiny smirk my muse
complied, her eyes once again shutting.  I lifted one of Erin's arms from
the water, running the washcloth up and down its length before switching to
the other, gently repeating the process.  She giggled as I let a few
droplets of water drip from the wet cloth onto her forehead, but kept her
eyes closed, although her lips pursed as she laughed.

   Satisfied that Erin was no longer watching, I dropped the washcloth into
the water and continued with only my hands.  Erin sighed as she felt my
fingers slide along her slippery flesh, gliding along the swell of her hips
as I washed her legs.  My hands traveled down first her left then her right
leg, stopping to tease the bottoms of her feet and backs of her knees as
Erin fought to keep from giggling.

   I moved my hands from her smooth thighs up until my knuckles almost, but
not quite brushed against the bottom of her cunt.  I imagined I could feel
the heat of her pussy even through the warm bath water and smiled as I
heard her attempt to stifle a moan.

   "Lay still," I whispered in her ear, dragging my hand over the mound of
her pussy, barely brushing against her smooth flesh as I moved my hand over
her belly and up to her breasts.  I turned on the water momentarily,
splashing away the suds from Erin's breasts before I leaned over and
captured a firm nipple between my teeth.  Erin inhaled sharply and I
glanced up, pleased to see her eyes still closed, a small smile evident on
her lips.

   Erin's chest was flushed as I licked and sucked at the meaty flesh of
her breasts, alternating from left to right until both were slick with my
saliva.  Finally I allowed her nipple to pop from between my teeth.  I
leaned back, shivering as my erect cock brushed over the cold porcelain
side of the tub.

   "Stand," I said quietly, enjoying the look of confusion as my muse
looked to me.  We're done already?  The unasked question was evident on her
face.  "I haven't cleaned you properly yet," I explained.

   Erin nodded quickly, water draining from her curves as she stood.  I
turned her to face the wall, watching as the last of the soapy bubbles
slipped between her ass cheeks before dripping down her legs.  I reached
out a hand, my fingers gliding easily over her slippery flesh as I kneaded
each muscular cheek.

   I grinned as Erin subtly spread her thighs, silently inviting my fingers
to travel lower, to the wet mouth of her cunt.  I felt the urge to bury a
finger between her moist lips, but instead I moved away, drawing a quiet
moan of disappointment.  Reaching down, I cupped my hands together and
filled the temporary bowl with water as I rinsed off her back and legs.

   "We're done," I announced and Erin spun quickly to stare at me.

   "What?" she sputtered, her eyes looking at me in confusion.  She
appeared ready to protest until I reached down to stroke the thick shaft of
my erection, poking out from my groin.

   "We're done in here," I clarified.  "You have a hard to reach place that
needs to be attended to.  This last bit of cleaning needs to be done in the
bedroom."

   A look of understanding flickered over Erin's dainty features and a
happy grin split her face.  The two of us hurried into the bedroom,
uncaring of the wet trail of footprints following us down the hallway, and
jumped onto my bed.

   "Oh Jeremy," she sighed as I knelt between her open thighs.  Erin's eyes
were riveted to my groin as I swabbed the head of my cock between her
labia, coating myself in her slippery secretions.  She moaned as I teased
her until finally her hips rose from the bed, the mouth of her cunt seeming
to open wide in an attempt to capture my prick in her hot wetness.

   The sensations of her slippery flesh against the soft crown of my cock
grew until at last my own need reached a boiling point.  I gripped my staff
in my hand as I aimed it directly into her center, thrusting my hips
forward.  We both groaned as my cock split through her slippery tunnel as I
buried myself in one stroke.

   It never ceased to amaze me that this woman was always so wet and
anxious for my prick.  In the two weeks since Erin had appeared out of the
blue, announcing herself as my muse, not a day had passed that we hadn't
made love at least twice, each time as frantic and passionate as teens.  I
felt renewed in body and spirit and now lived for the moment, intent only
on capturing all that life had to offer.

   A sigh escaped Erin's lips as I withdrew from her slippery sheath, my
cock now shiny with her slick cream.  I caught myself as I was about to
once again thrust ahead wildly, forcing myself to go slowly.  This time I
wanted to make our lovemaking last.

   I bent to kiss Erin's waiting lips, her tongue as slippery as an eel
inside my mouth as it swirled against my own tongue.  I slowly pushed my
prick into her cunt, her walls stretching tightly around my cock until I
felt my balls resting against her ass.  I reached down to cut the firm
cheeks, feeling them tighten in my hands as she flexed her inner muscles
around my shaft.

   "Oh God, that feels good," I moaned.  Erin hissed her agreement, her
arms reaching around my neck as her fingers played with the hair on the
back of my head.  Slowly I withdrew until only the head of my cock was
still trapped inside her pussy.  I paused, looking down between our bodies
to where we were joined.  I watched as Erin's outer lips seemed to flutter
around my cock, drawing me back into the warm wetness of her cunt.

   Erin's hips raised from the bed to meet me as I pushed forward once
between the lips of her quim.  As I thrust ahead, Erin trapped my hips
between her thighs, locking her ankles behind my back and forcing me even
deeper.  She groaned as my cock bumped the back of her pussy and I felt her
lurch as my prick threatened to force its way past her cervix.

   "Oh fuck," she hissed, squeezing me even harder.  I froze as I felt her
entire body shudder as a massive orgasm flowed through her muscles.  Erin's
pussy spasmed around my cock as she released a flood of juices, further
lubricating her tunnel.  I pulled back, feeling her cunt's grip lessen
slightly and sped my movements into her wetness, my own orgasm rapidly
nearing.

   As I held myself up on my forearms, Erin tilted her head forward and ran
her tongue around the rough skin of my nipple, something no woman had ever
done to me before.  I felt a jolt as my nipple responded to her attentions,
tightening slightly under her slippery tongue.  She quickly switched to my
other nipple, teasing it also to a stiff rigidness matched only by my
prick, which I was now sawing quickly in and out of her cunt.

   Suddenly I saw stars and my cock erupted, coating the inside of Erin's
pussy with my sticky cum.  I froze, shooting again and again until at last
I was spent.  I sagged to the bed, rolling my weight off Erin's slight form
and she quickly rolled with me, resting her head against my chest.

   I panted, my body now as wet with our sweat as Erin's had been straight
from the bath.  My pulse slowed gradually as I held her naked body against
my own.  I reached out a hand between Erin's thighs to smear our juices
over the nub of her clitoris, slowly bringing my muse to another orgasm as
she clung to me, screaming her release into my chest.

   I watched in fascination as Erin's stiff nipples slowly returned to
their normal size as the flush retreated from her neck and upper chest. 
She sighed contentedly, one leg thrown over my own, her pussy resting
against my hip as I caressed her smooth flesh.  The scent of our lovemaking
permeated the air, a mixture of sweat and musk.

   "I think we both need a bath now," I joked.  Erin looked up at me,
smiling lightly as her green eyes danced with anticipation.  She reached
down to grasp at my cock, slowly stroking me back to erection.

   "I get to wash you first," she laughed.  "God, I love baths."
   End (?)