erotic _stories

                                                                                 The bubble bath

                                                                                                Chapter 1

    Temptress had prepared a delicious dinner, crab stuffed Orange Roughy on a bed of wild rice flavored with exotic spices and baby corn dripping with hot melted butter. A nice Chablis complimented this exquisite meal and soon we chatted comfortably about my childhood and how I came to be in the United States. She was especially curious about my intimate thoughts and desires and questioned me at length about my early sexual experiences. Not being shy or inhibited, I answered her questions with frankness and as much detail as I could remember. Several times the corners of her mouth would curl into a soft smile. She would look at me with amusement and her hand would lie on mine to indicate her understanding and affection. After all, she was a hostess in a forum where people would speak about their loneliness and depression and it must have been a welcome relief to hear about my life and adventures which, fortunately, had for the most part been without real tragedy.
    On one of my excursions, I had wandered into a D/s discussion group and Temptress made me feel so welcome that I decided to spend some time relaxing and listening to the lively discussion on a variety of topics. The more I listened to her, the more fascinated I became with her intelligence, wit, and ability to put people at ease. Then, when someone asked what she had done for New Years night, I was astounded to hear her say that she had spent the night alone and, even as she made light of the importance of that, I immediately felt the hidden pain in her voice. Instantly tears began to well up in my eyes and I resolved that I would try to become a friend to this wonderful person, who so patiently and delicately offered relief to other lonely souls. This proved difficult, as the rules of the discussion group did not allow for private conversation unless publicly requested and granted. Being new to the group I waited patiently for opportunities to add a comment on the current subject of discussion and several times Temptress encouraged me to partake in the discussion.
     Then, when she returned from a brief absence, I welcomed her back and took the opportunity to inquire about her name and status. “Welcome back, Temptress.....Ma’am?” Her response was immediate and affirmative, as if to indicate an interest in me personally. I was ecstatic with the knowledge that she was Domme and not presently attached. I resolved to win her heart and, if successful, give myself in dedication to her welfare, comfort and amusement. I wanted her to be my Mistress!
      In the following days I returned to the room several more times and each time I made it a point of showing my respect and interest in her personally. By now everyone knew I was a budding writer and in response to her questions, I offered to send her a short story I had written a while ago in dedication to my first Mistress.
     Finally I had a reason to speak with her in private and after some hesitation I dared ask her if she would consider me to be her servant. I was overwhelmed when she indicated that she might indeed consider it and asked me if I would write a story for her. As reward she offered to invite me for dinner and if she liked the story, there might be more ..........!
    Writing the story was not easy as I still knew so little about her and did not know her desires to draw on.


                        Chapter 2

    After dinner, I presented her with the story and offered to clear the table and wash the dishes, to give her an opportunity to relax and read my novella. I poured her another glass of wine and set about the chores. My fussing seemed to amuse her and she allowed me to pamper her.
    After rinsing the dishes and placing them in the dishwasher, I returned to find her absorbed in the story. The smile on her face told me she was enjoying my fantasy about her. I asked permission to sit at her feet and when I was comfortable, she placed her hand on my head and softly stroked my hair while reading. Then, about half way through she asked me if I would draw a bath for her. She gave me directions to the bathroom and instructed me to use the new bath oil which she had purchased for the occasion.
     The bathroom was awesome. It was enormous and tiled from floor to ceiling in black stone tiles, broken only by gold framed mirrors and a walk in glass shower area. Along one wall was a black leather massage table and a black porcelain bidet. In another corner there was a black rattan chair and table, supporting brass candelabras with tall black candles. In the center of the room was a raised black bathtub accessible from all directions by three flights of wide black tiled stairs. The tub itself was large enough to accommodate at least four persons. Along the sides were black vases with fresh cut ruby red roses.
     In a cupboard I found black towels and laid them along the tub. I found the oil, it was Lavender and when I poured it into the tub, the sensuous aroma made my head spin. I turned on the water and a small waterfall began to flow steaming water from the far end of the tub. Just when I was finished with the preparations, Temptress entered the bathroom. She had changed into a short black bathrobe and was carrying the book in one hand. Looking around appreciatively at my preparations, she told me to sit in the rattan chair. When I was comfortable she moved in front of me and with a radiant smile, “Pet, you have pleased me well, your story is delicious and very erotic. You have earned a special treat and I shall allow you to watch me bathe. In fact I should like you to join me and we can relax and enjoy each other.”
     Falling on my knees in front of her, I whispered, “Oh Mistress, you make me so very happy in showing your appreciation of my efforts and allowing me to share this wonderful intimate time” Again Temptress stroked my head, but then grasped a handful of hair and pulled me towards her loins. “ You have made me excited pet” she whispered with a husky voice. Tonight I want you to attend to my needs and if you please me, then maybe..............” Her voice drifted of in reverie. With trembling fingers she loosened the cords of her bathrobe and slowly allowed the garment to reveal her body. Still on my knees, the first thing I feasted my eager eyes on was her pubis, short trimmed hair, shaved into a sliver, leading down to the cleft of her vagina and barely hiding her flower of man’s desire. Opening her robe wider, she allowed my eyes to travel upward along her smooth round belly and inevitably toward her voluptuous breasts. She cupped her breasts with both hands and gently lifted them in an invitation to be suckled. I could barely contain my desire to lift my arms and touch her protruding nipples, but with an immense effort I contained myself, knowing that such an act without invitation and permission would instantly break her trust and ruin this most intimate moment of revealing oneself to another. My pants however, were showing signs of my growing erection and looking down at me Temptress smiled and whispered, “Pet , why don’t you take off your clothes and let me look at you before we get wet.” She sat on the top stair of the bath and slightly spread her legs, knowing that this would excite me even more and give her opportunity to inspect the full extension of my manhood, unrestrained by my clothes.
    I got up and following her example, I slowly unbuckled my belt and allowed my pants to slide down over my hips. I had decided not to wear underwear and as soon as my penis was free it stood proudly at attention, in honor of her irresistible beauty. “Mmmmm pet, very nice” she murmured with a voice, deepened with emotion, “just the right size and very nicely formed, you are a very handsome man.”   When I removed my shirt and showed her my chest and abdomen, still firm from my swimming years, she sighed and perhaps not wishing to make me feel too cocky, she turned and slid into the fragrant warm water which now filled the bath to the rim, “Come pet, join me and let me enjoy your touch.”
    Eagerly I complied and when the fragrance of the lavender oil, accentuated by the heat of the water engulfed me, I knew that I would never forget this moment. To share a bath with a beautiful woman brings an intimacy, reaching so deep into ones soul, that the moment will always be treasured. For a moment I closed my eyes and let my mind drift.
     Then, lifting her leg out of the water, Temptress invited me to massage her foot and with trembling hands I complied. Supporting her foot with one hand under the heel to relieve the strain, I massaged her toes one by one with the other hand and the water saturated with slippery oil, made soft squishy sounds as thumb and fingers worked their way between her toes and around her foot. She was to far away for me to reach higher without moving closer, and in spite of my desire to experience the soft curves of her calf, knee and thigh, I contented myself with concentrating my efforts in expressing my sensuality on her toes and foot. Cupping the arch between my hands, I slid them back and forth, simulating the movements of intercourse and Temptress was obviously feeling the erotic effects when she closed her eyes and softly moaned her approval. I repeated the entire procedure on her other foot until, overcome with this stimulation, I felt her leg tremble with involuntary spasms of ecstasy.
     Getting bolder I adjusted my position closer to her and gently urging her legs to bend and spread, placing one leg over my thigh to rest while I attended to the other. Again with both hands starting at her ankle, I massaged the soft skin of her lower legs and kneaded the muscles of her calf. Then, lowering her foot in my lap, I carefully adjusting my hard penis between my stomach and the sole of her foot, I began to stroke the entire length of her lower leg between both hands as if masturbating an enormous cock, rising from my loins. When stroking downward, the added pressure against my penis and the resulting stimulation, made me loose myself in the image of masturbation. A small local climax made my body thrust forward with an involuntary mating spasm. Instantly Temptress withdrew her leg, “ Not yet, dear pet” she smiled at the little rhyme, “you haven’t finished with me yet and I am enjoying this too much for you to spoil it now, so be patient and concentrate on me. But I must admit, you are stirring my juices also.” with that she switched legs and I repeated the stroking massage, until again I was on the verge of release, but this time I was better able to restrain myself.
     Temptress turned around and changed into a kneeling position and ordered me to do the same. On my knees behind her, my legs spread wide I moved as close as possible against her body. My scrotum resting on her feet and inserting my penis between her heels and buttocks, I began to massage her back and shoulders, while she lifted her hair with both hands. Kneading her shoulder muscles I could feel Mistress melt in a state of total relaxation and occasionally I could hear her groan her appreciation when I touched a sensitive area. Slowly I worked my way down along her shoulder blades and further still to the small of her back. To reach this far down I had to bend backwards, but in doing so I forced my penis deeper down between her feet and the feeling was so erotic that I moved my body back and forth as I was massaging her back, thereby creating two areas of sensual stimulation. Apparently Temptress also enjoyed the stimulation between her buttocks and she too began to move in rhythm with my body. The oil water mixture made it effortless and we rocked back and forth for a long time, enchanted with erotic intimacy.
     Then, no longer able to contain my desire to feel her breasts, I moved my hands in large circular motions around her sides farther and farther forward until the top of my hands made contact with the underside of her breasts. Spreading my hands, palms up to cup them I slowly and gently pressed them together until, looking over her shoulder I could see the white mounds and the deep cleavage between them. With my thumb and forefinger I twirled her hard nipples, and I could feel her body shiver as wave after wave of tingling sensations coursed through her body. Mistress had given up on trying to contain her emotions and her soft moans became deeper and deeper until she sounded more like a playful purring tiger.
     Still holding her in my embrace, I kissed her neck and shoulders, barely touching the skin with my lips. Then, with my tongue I stimulated her earlobes and sucked on them, wishing it was her nipples. With the tips of my fingers I began to circle her breasts and slowly but surely inched my way down over her belly and down to her loins. Sliding my hands, palms turned outward, gently between her legs I rubbed my thumbs up and down her pubis and finally pushing all the way down, I spread the lips of her vagina and massaged the very top of her clitoris between my thumbs. Kissing her just behind the ear and tickling the skin with my tongue while massaging her upper clitoris proved to be too much for temptress to resist and she also allowed herself to experience a climax, making her buddy shudder with desire for more. “Ooooh pet, you are a wonderful lover!” she exclaimed and turning around she embraced me with such force as to take my breath away. “Thank you Mistress” I murmured in her ear, “it is you who I want to please and your delight is mine. “Lay back pet and let me lie down on you for awhile, I want to feel your whole body against mine” she smiled mysteriously and I wondered what she had in mind. Lying back with my head propped against the sloping wall of the bath I spread my legs, anticipating her to slide between them, but with both hands she pushed them back together. Then sliding one hand between my legs she gently pulled my scrotum upward until my balls were well exposed on top of my thighs. Her touch made me gasp, but she withdrew her hands immediately and slid beside me until her head was chest high. Then rolling toward me until her body halfway covered mine, she lay her head on my chest and with one hand nudged my penis to lay straight pointing directly at my navel. Then placing her hand over my navel, she lay her arm directly on top of the length of my cock, sliding down slowly until her elbow rested directly on my balls, forcing them down between my thighs. Then, while kissing and gently biting on my nipples she began to lean on her arm. The pressure on my cock and balls slowly increased until a dull pain began to emanate from my testicles, creeping up slowly, mixing with the intense pleasure from the head of my penis being pressed down against my belly. Momentarily I was tempted to move in order to relieve the pain from my testicles. But then I discovered that by concentrating on the pleasure of my cock, the pain actually enhanced my feeling of ecstasy and after a minute of steady pressure, my body experienced such an intense feeling of sweet agony that a low growl escaped from the depths of my soul. Where Mistress had sounded like a playful tigress, my growl was that of a lion in a feeding frenzy. I could not breathe normally and each time I took a breath, I held it for at least a minute. I felt my heart pumping blood into my throbbing cock until I was ready to explode and for a moment I was afraid I would pass out from this almost intolerable feeling of incredible delight. I was experiencing nirvana, I was sure of it.
      After what seemed an eternity of ecstasy, Mistress relieved the pressure and moved away from me. At that instant, the expansion of my compressed cock send such a wave of tortured pleasure through my entire body, that I cried out and arched my back until my body was raised clear above the water. I climaxed and released with such force that my cum squirted over my chest and stomach, instantly filling my bellybutton. Over and over spasms wracked my body and my cock kept spewing forth cum until I was completely spent and had offered Mistress every last drop that I was able to produce.
     Mistress had watched me sitting on the side of the bath and now she applauded with a radiant smile on her face and cooed, “Mmmmmmm pet, U make me feel so good, showing your love for me. This has been a wonderful evening, your book was excellent and now you have proven to me that you have the desire to please me and that you can surrender your body to my touch. For a moment I thought you were going to resist me. It’s a good thing you did not because that would have shown me that your comfort is more important than your desire to please me. If you enjoyed this, I think we shall get along just fine. Now take a quick shower and we’ll have a glass of wine before I must let you go. You have done well and I am pleased.”
     With this she wrapped herself in a towel and left to dress. I was still recovering, breathing hard from the exertion, and I wanted to linger awhile in the warm glow emanating from my tortured penis and testicles. Then quickly showering and dressing I rejoined Mistress for a last glass of wine. When it was time to go, I kneeled in front of her and after kissing her feet, I whispered in a voice hoarse with emotion, “Mistress, I shall never forget this evening, for as long as I live and I want to serve you from this day on in any way that you desire.” With tears in my eyes I bade her farewell and that night in bed, I masturbated in her honor, but it was not the same and left me longing to see her again.

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