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Yet another story from me.  Once again
comments are encouraged.  Please
direct all comments to my email address,
whether they are good or bad all
comments welcomed.
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 It had been a long trip.  It was only a four hour drive but it had seemed
like forty.  Traveling at night always makes a trip seem longer, but they
had arrived at the hotel and had checked into their room for the night.
The room was spacious with a separate living area from the bedroom.  A
couch and endtable sat directly across from a large television in the main
living area.  Heading back into the bedroom the two dropped their bags in
front of the dresser.  The bed was spacious, definitely more than enough
room for the two of them.
 "Are you tired?" He asked her as he rooted through his travel bag.
 "A little, but I'm more sore than anything." She told him while arching
her back trying to work the kinks out of it.  He came up behind her and
began to work on the muscles in her lower back.
 "Ummm, god that feels so good.  Would you mind giving me a massage?"  She
asks as she rubs up against him.
 "I'll tell you what, let's do this right." As he says this he reaches for
the item he had been searching for in his travel bag.  It is a small black
bag.  He grasps her hand and leads her towards the bathroom.
 He turns on the light in the bathroom to reveal a large sunken tub, big
enough for two to fit comfortably.  He walks into the outer room and
quickly turns out the light.  Returning to the bathroom he opens the bag.
Out of it he pulls a bottle of bubble bath, several candles and a bottle
of massage oil.
 "Well don't you come prepared." She tells him with a slightly mocking
tone.
 "Once a boy scout, always a boy scout." He replies.
 "And what good deed to plan to do, praytell?" She muses.
 "Why I plan on bathing and massaging to the point of ecstasy the most
beautiful woman I know." He says a-matter-of-factly.
  "Flattery will get you everywhere dear sir!"  She replies as she begins
to fill the tub with water.  As she is doing this he places the candles in
strategic place around the room and lights them.  She grabs the bubble
bath and pours a generous amount into the filling tub that now has steam
rising off the surface.
 "Now for my favorite part, the undressing.  Milady, may I help you to
remove those restrictive garments?"
 "Why sir, I thought you would never ask!" He reaches for the bottom of
her shirt and slowly lifts it up.  He slowly exposes her stomach and she
shivers with anticipation.  He continues upward, exposing the lower part
of her breast.  She trembles with excitement.  He lifts the shirt up and
over her breasts to expose a purple demi-bra trimmed in lace.  She smiles
a wide grin and he sees a flash in her eyes.  He finally pulls her shirt
over her head and drops it to the floor.
 "Well, what do you think so far?" She asks him as she playfully places
her hands on her hips which rock from side to side.
 "I do believe that I am the luckiest man on the face of the planet." He
says.
 "Don't forget the best is yet to come.  Now will you please to help me
remove these very constricting jeans?" She asks as she bats her eyes at
him.
 "Your wish is my command." He tells her as he reaches between them to
undo the button that holds her black jeans together.  He slowly pulls down
the zipper and as he does she lets out a small moan.  He peels away the
jeans from her hips and exposes the top of a purple french cut brief
trimmed in lace like her bra.  He peels away the jeans from her ass as if
he were peeling the skin off a grape.  He slowly slides them down her
perfect legs and she steps out of them.
 Suddenly they both notice that the floor is wet.  The tub has overflowed.
 They let out a laugh and drain the tub so that they may bathe together.
 "Now it's my turn to undress you." She states.
 "You'll get no complaints from me."  He tells her.  She hastily pulls his
shirt off and undoes his belt and his jeans.  Quickly she pulls down his
jeans and reveals his dark green boxers.  He steps out of his jeans and
pulls her close to him.  He slowly and passionately gives her a kiss.
Very tenderly at first but this does not satisfy her for very long and she
begins to demand more.
 He kisses her more forcefully and was rewarded with her full surrender
into his arms and her tongue down his throat.  His hands travel downward,
lightly stroking her back until he reached what he had termed her "million
dollar" ass.  He kissed her more passionately, their tongues intertwining,
and he began to squeeze her ass.  She moaned into his mouth and thrust her
crotch into his.  He broke the kiss, sucking on her bottom lip as he
pulled away from her.  His hand rested on her ass slightly inside the
brief.  He gave a little squeeze and was rewarded with goosepimples
breaking out on her arms.
 "Now, for the final undressing."  He whispers into her ear.  He moves
behind her and slowly slides one of her bra straps off her shoulder and
lets it fall against her arm.  He gently kisses her shoulder where the
strap had rested.  He moves to the other strap and once again removes it
and kisses where it had rested.  She feels helpless.  He moves to stand in
front of her and begins to play with her breast through her bra.  Her
nipple hardens at his touch.  It protrudes through the lace material of
the bra, straining to escape its imprisonment.  He lets out a small laugh.
 Patience, he thinks to himself. All good things come to those who wait.
 He reaches for the cup of her bra and pulls it down to expose her breast.
 He places the cup underneath her breast so that it holds the breast for
him.  Her nipple is a deep coral pink and the areola surrounding it is a
dark pink.  The nipple stands well off her breast and is very thick.  He
gives it a small pinch and is rewarded with a deep moan.  He quickly
exposes the other breast and finds the other nipple in a similar state.
She takes his hands and places them over her breasts and he gives them a
playful squeeze.  He moves his hands to undo her bra and to his amazement
her breasts remain in the same position without the support of her bra
that had fallen to the floor.
 "Perky little suckers, aren't they?" She says with a grin on her face.  A
quick up and down head motion is all that he can manage.  He moves in
closer and grabs her ass and pulls her to him.  She can feel his erection
against her and he kisses her deeply as he removes her panties that are
very wet.  As he does this she pulls down his boxers and begins to play
with his penis.  She strokes his penis bringing him to full attention. He
turns off the lights and the soft glow of candlelight illuminates the
bathroom.  They break from their embrace and climb into the bathtub.
 The two stretch out in the tub and she reclines against him.  The feel of
her skin against his sends waves of passion pulsing through her.
 "Tonight, you will want for nothing.  You will not lift a finger.  I will
wash you, dry you, and dress you.  I dedicate this evening to your
pleasure."  He whispers into her ear.  She sighs and relaxes as he
prepares to wash her hair.  He begins to wash her hair and she closes her
eyes and surrenders to the pleasure that overtakes her.  As he washes her
hair he also massages her scalp.  Small moans of pleasure escape her lips
and he smiles.  He finishes washing her hair and takes the bar of soap
into his hands.  He lathers up his hands and begins washing her shoulders,
as he does this he also begins to massage her.  A deeper moan escapes her
lips and he can't help laughing.  Finishing working on her shoulders he
begins to soap up her chest.  He starts at her neck moving downward.  As
he approaches her breasts he uses only the tips of his fingers and once
again her nipples spring to attention.  She begins to squirm and he
increases the pressure.  Finally he takes her breasts into his hands and
massages them.
 When he finishes soaping her breasts by playing with them he finds a
washcloth and cleans the soap from her torso.  He takes special care to
rub the rough material of the washcloth across her erect nipples that only
serves to elicit another deep moan from her.
 " I need for you to face me in the tub so that I can do the lower part of
your body." He tells her.  She dutifully does as he asks and now is facing
him.  He starts with her feet and once again massages as he washes them.
He removes the soap from them with the washcloth and she laughs because
her feet are ticklish.  Next he works on her long legs.  He enjoys playing
with her legs and delaying the inevitable, the cleaning of her gorgeous
pink quim.  He finishes after several minutes of teasing her.  He pulls
her towards him.  She rides halfway up his legs.
 "Are you going to quit teasing me and clean me, inside and out?"  She
asks him.  He looks at her and she can see that mischievous look, knowing
that look all too well.
 "All right, but you must lean back so that I can see what I'm doing."  He
tells her, as he does he hands her another washcloth.
 "Wet this and then place it over your eyes so that you will totally
relax."
 She does as he asks and he begins to soap up her golden pubic hair.  When
he gets a good lather her begins to soap her outer lips that have turned
purple and swollen from her excitement.  Every caress of her lips brings
forth another moan from her.  Finally when she thinks that she can stand
it no more he thrusts a soapy finger into her and she explodes with a
fiery orgasm.  He uses his washcloth to clean her of soap and her juices.
As he does he brings her to orgasm again as he strokes her clit with the
rough material of the washcloth.  He dips the washcloth into the water
again and covers her mound with it.  While he does this he pulls out a bar
of shaving soap and a razor.  He removes the washcloth and once again
lathers up her mons.  When the lather is good and thick he begins to shave
her.
 Using small strokes going with the grain of the hair he begins to remove
the golden pubes that hide her pink treasure.  He makes quick work of it
and cleans her mons revealing the skin that had been hidden.  He pushes
her legs further apart so that he may shave the hair off her lips.  If she
didn't know what he was doing before, she would now.  He makes sure to be
extremely careful and not cut her.  He works slowly at first, but as he
gains more confidence moves more rapidly.  When he finishes he once again
cleans her with the washcloth.
 "I've always wanted to shave myself but never had the balls.  Thank you."
 She smiles with the washcloth still over her eyes.
 "No, thank you, the pleasure was truly mine."  He tells her as he stands.
 She removes the washcloth from her face and stands as well.  He steps out
of the tub as she pulls the drain stopper.  He quickly grabs a towel and
motions for her to step out of the tub.  As she steps from the tub he
wraps her in the towel and begins to dry her off.
 "There is one wet area that I hope doesn't get dry anytime soon." He
tells her as he dries her breasts and works his way down her stomach.
 "I really don't think that is going to be a problem, just as long as you
keep doing to me what you have been."  She says as she snuggles close to
him.
 He finishes his task at hand and dries himself off quickly.  After he
finishes drying himself off, she drops her towel and leads him to the bed.
 He grabs the bottle of oil and a candle and follows her.
 He sets the candle on the nightstand and she crawls on to the bed and
lies on her stomach.  He watches the shadows of the room play across her
back as he pours some oil on his hands.  He rubs his hands together to
warm the oil and begins to massage her shoulders.  Small moans of pleasure
escape her lips and he feels the tension in her shoulders melt away.  He
continues to massage her moving to her lower back.  He works the muscles
there for several minutes and then begins to work on her ass.  He takes
great pleasure in massaging her derriere.  He uses kneading strokes across
her ass and as he does she moans deeper and deeper with each of his
strokes.  He notices that the more he massages her ass the wetter she
becomes.
 "Do you like that?" He asks as he continues to knead her ass.
 "Oh god yes.  You don't know how much that turns me on."  She moans.
 "I think I can tell."  As he responds to her he slips a finger into her
drenched lovebox.  Her body trembles uncontrollably as she experiences
what is to be her first orgasm of the night.  He gives her derriere a
playful slap and begins to work on her gorgeous legs.  Two legs that go up
and make a perfect ass out of themselves, he thinks to himself and smiles.
 He finishes up her legs and then climbs off the bed and walks into the
bathroom.
 "Would you like me to do your front?"  He asks as he returns with two
more candles.  He sets them both down on the dresser opposite from the bed
and climbs back on to the bed.
 "You always finish what you start don't you?"  She asks as she flips
over.
 "Yes, I do."  He pours oil on to his hands and rubs them together to warm
the oil.  He begins to spread the oil across her torso, taking special
care to caress her breasts.  He uses the same kneading strokes on her
breasts as he did on her derriere.  Her nipples harden under his hands.
He works his way down her stomach tracing spirals around her bellybutton
and causing goosepimples to spring up across her torso.  He pours more oil
on to his hands and covers her newly shaven mons.
 "Open your legs for me." He asks her.  She complies with his request and
he massages her inner thighs and her outer lips.  Another moan from deep
within her exits her mouth.  He finishes by working on her legs and feet.
 "I love to feel your hands all over my body."  She tells him as she gazes
into his eyes.  She takes his hand and gives him a gentle kiss in his
palm.
 He drinks in the splendor of her nude form and realizes that there is no
other place that he would rather be.  He takes her hand in his and returns
the gesture by kissing her hand.
 "Would you make love to me?" She asks him.
 "I was hoping that you would allow me that pleasure."  He tells her as he
gets up from the bed and rummages through his travel bag.  Finding his
shaving kit he pulls out a box of condoms.
 "No offense, but better safe than sorry for the two of us."  He tells her
as he removes several from the box.
 "None taken.  My motto is no glove, no love."  She tells him.  He takes
one condom and opens it up as he places the rest on the nightstand.  He
pulls the condom out and grabs it by the tip and unrolls it over his
penis.
 "Have no fears.  Captain Condom is here."  He announces as he strikes a
pose by placing his hands on his hips and stares off to a corner of the
room.
 "Oh, Captain Condom get your ass over here and make love to me, this
instant!"  She orders him as she spreads open her legs to give him a view
of her glistening snatch.  He quickly leaps on the bed and she guides his
penis into her and he thrusts deeply feeling how tight she is.
 "My god, you are so tight!!"  He tells her as he quickens his thrusts.
 "Oooohhhh yesssss!!!  Fuck me!!!  Fuck me harder!!!  Fuck me deeper!!!
That's it, yeah, fuck me just like that!!!"  She tells him as she moves
her hips faster and faster.  He plunges deep inside of her over and over.
He feels her begin to shudder and realizes that she is on the brink of
orgasm.  He thrusts, once, twice and a third time, burying himself to the
hilt and finally she comes.  Longer and harder than she has ever before.
She is drenched by her own juices.  She grabs his face in her hands and
gives him a deep passionate kiss that lasts for several minutes.  He is
still inside her while they kiss.  Slowly he begins to lose his erection
and he withdraws from within her.  He rolls over and pulls her with him so
that she is straddling him.
 "Why sir, what big hands you have."  While caressing his hand.
 "All the better to play with your tight little ass."  He says as he
begins to run his hands over her derriere.
 "And sir, what a long tongue you have."  A huge grin spreads across her
face.
 "All the better to lick you all over little girl." He tells her as he
licks her nipples and areola.
 "And sir, what a HUGE PENIS you have."  As she plays with his penis.
 "All the better you fuck you with!!!"  With that he once again gets and
erection.
 She removes the used condom and grabs a fresh one from the nightstand.
Ripping it open she removes it and places it on his penis.  Carefully she
impales herself on his fuck stick.  Slowly she finds a comfortable rhythm
and begins to bounce up and down.
 Faster and faster she humps him as he holds on to her ass watching her
spectacular breasts bounce up and down as she heads for another orgasm.
Finally she shudders and collapses upon his chest.  Her breathing is
shallow and rapid.  He wraps his arms around her and kisses her on the
head.  She looks up into his eyes and smiles.
 "Thank you for everything.  Thank you for being my best friend, my
confidant, and most importantly for being my lover."  She finishes her
confession to him and lays her head back down on his chest and gives a
contented sigh.  He strokes her long golden tresses as he listens to her
breathing.  He can tell that she has fallen asleep.  He continues to
stroke her hair and listening to her breathing until he falls asleep.


Defeat is worse than death . . . You have to live with defeat.