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temperature: hot enough but not so hot to it would burn her skin.
With a sigh she closed her eyes and rested her head against the back of the tub.
Brent.
A spark started in her gut as her stomach muscles tightened and liquid filled her pussy. Rather than push it away, she decided to see what would happen if she indulged it. What would it be like to fantasize about a man who actually wanted her for a change? Her blood began to simmer. She blew out a breath and allowed her muscles to become liquid. Arousal took center stage. Water lapped softly against her chin and warm currents and eddies brushed against her legs and arms, gliding like silk against her flesh. It reminded her of the feather-soft touch of a lover. Sky blue eyes gazed down at her, darkening in the center as desire flared in their depths. She trailed her fingertips along the outside of her arm, imagining it was Brent touching her. His fingers brushed against her collarbone, raising shivers and threads of desire.
Fantasy Brent guided her hand down the slope of her breasts to circle her pierced nipples. The edge of his fingers brushed against first one barbell, then the other, pinging the metal and sending lines of electricity straight to her core. Her stomach muscles bunched and relaxed as her arousal increased. The circle continued to trace around the areola, becoming smaller and smaller, skipping over the metal bar until her fingernail brushed against the tightened tip of her nipple.
Her thighs rubbed against each other as her skin tingled, becoming more sensitive to sensation. She felt the slosh of the water all the more keenly. The warmth of the bath helped to increase her desire, and she took her nipple between her thumb and forefinger and gave it a pinch, setting off sparks of lightning that shot to her womb. Her clit throbbed and plumped as it filled with blood.
She moaned as she squeezed the hardened peak again, then rolled the barbell between her fingers, setting off delicious shivers of fire through her body. Her back arced and she bit her lip, but she couldn’t hold back small whimpers, which echoed back at her from the walls of the bathroom.
Carissa moved her hand down to between her legs, teasing her thickened petals with soft touches, brushing her fingertip over the protruding nub. Fire flared through her groin as her vaginal walls fluttered. An aching deep inside of her made her muscles tense and relax. Her heartbeat sped up and her breath came out in huffs. Sweat beads bathed her face, trailing down her temple as her head shook back and forth.
Carissa tugged and rolled the nipple piercing, while her other hand spread her wet labia. She dipped her finger between her folds and worked over her clit, first with gentle brushes and then with pinches and circles. The shards grew large and larger with each roll and tug, until her nipple became too sensitive for further ministrations. She switched to the other tip and shuddered as her toes curled. Her finger increased its speed on the bundle of nerves. The pressure built as cracks began to break open inside of her.
Sweat drenched her face now as her teeth sunk into her lip. That small burst of pain only added to her pleasure, as her finger worked faster, keeping her just at the edge of completion. She needed something more. Blindly, she stopped teasing her nipple and reached out, patting around until she found the top of the wicker basket she kept near the tub. Lifting its lid, she opened her eyes and turned her head, searching for that one thing that would help push her over the edge. Her hands found the smooth casing of her favorite waterproof vibrator.
She closed her fingers around it, spread her legs wider and pressed the dildo against her opening. Just the feel of the wide, smooth head against her vaginal entrance sent a thrill along her spine. She rocked the sex toy against the skin, allowing it to make its way inside of her slowly, teasing herself. As it sunk inside, the tissues stretched to
With a sigh she closed her eyes and rested her head against the back of the tub.
Brent.
A spark started in her gut as her stomach muscles tightened and liquid filled her pussy. Rather than push it away, she decided to see what would happen if she indulged it. What would it be like to fantasize about a man who actually wanted her for a change? Her blood began to simmer. She blew out a breath and allowed her muscles to become liquid. Arousal took center stage. Water lapped softly against her chin and warm currents and eddies brushed against her legs and arms, gliding like silk against her flesh. It reminded her of the feather-soft touch of a lover. Sky blue eyes gazed down at her, darkening in the center as desire flared in their depths. She trailed her fingertips along the outside of her arm, imagining it was Brent touching her. His fingers brushed against her collarbone, raising shivers and threads of desire.
Fantasy Brent guided her hand down the slope of her breasts to circle her pierced nipples. The edge of his fingers brushed against first one barbell, then the other, pinging the metal and sending lines of electricity straight to her core. Her stomach muscles bunched and relaxed as her arousal increased. The circle continued to trace around the areola, becoming smaller and smaller, skipping over the metal bar until her fingernail brushed against the tightened tip of her nipple.
Her thighs rubbed against each other as her skin tingled, becoming more sensitive to sensation. She felt the slosh of the water all the more keenly. The warmth of the bath helped to increase her desire, and she took her nipple between her thumb and forefinger and gave it a pinch, setting off sparks of lightning that shot to her womb. Her clit throbbed and plumped as it filled with blood.
She moaned as she squeezed the hardened peak again, then rolled the barbell between her fingers, setting off delicious shivers of fire through her body. Her back arced and she bit her lip, but she couldn’t hold back small whimpers, which echoed back at her from the walls of the bathroom.
Carissa moved her hand down to between her legs, teasing her thickened petals with soft touches, brushing her fingertip over the protruding nub. Fire flared through her groin as her vaginal walls fluttered. An aching deep inside of her made her muscles tense and relax. Her heartbeat sped up and her breath came out in huffs. Sweat beads bathed her face, trailing down her temple as her head shook back and forth.
Carissa tugged and rolled the nipple piercing, while her other hand spread her wet labia. She dipped her finger between her folds and worked over her clit, first with gentle brushes and then with pinches and circles. The shards grew large and larger with each roll and tug, until her nipple became too sensitive for further ministrations. She switched to the other tip and shuddered as her toes curled. Her finger increased its speed on the bundle of nerves. The pressure built as cracks began to break open inside of her.
Sweat drenched her face now as her teeth sunk into her lip. That small burst of pain only added to her pleasure, as her finger worked faster, keeping her just at the edge of completion. She needed something more. Blindly, she stopped teasing her nipple and reached out, patting around until she found the top of the wicker basket she kept near the tub. Lifting its lid, she opened her eyes and turned her head, searching for that one thing that would help push her over the edge. Her hands found the smooth casing of her favorite waterproof vibrator.
She closed her fingers around it, spread her legs wider and pressed the dildo against her opening. Just the feel of the wide, smooth head against her vaginal entrance sent a thrill along her spine. She rocked the sex toy against the skin, allowing it to make its way inside of her slowly, teasing herself. As it sunk inside, the tissues stretched to
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