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[pt. 3] Warm Bath!
I felt as if lightning had struck my dick. Pain and jitters surged through my dick to my whole boy, making me stick harder against the wall.
But it also allowed me a sweetness. The sweetness of pleasure that numbed my senses. I could not believe that the pain was allowing me pleasure, making me feel a rush that had never entered into my body.
"Answer me. Do you want to cum?" She questioned in a tone that was subtle like the warm water in the bathtub yet held the chills of the pouring cold water upon us.
I could see in her dark eyes that she wanted a response from me and to solidify that fact she flicked my length once again, making me quickly respond to her with stutters. "Ye-es."
My world was circling around my head.
"You knew I was tired, yet you came inside. So, I could please you, right?" Her tone continued while she pressed her chest against mine and softly grasped my length in her chilly hands, allowing me yet another moment of shivers.
"I did not come inside for this." I was not lying. I was just there because I heard her and wished to see her after a long day.
"Do you really think I would believe that?" She questioned, whispering right into my ear with warm breaths as she began jerking my length with a tight and slow grasp.
Her grasp was so tight yet so slow that it felt as if she was trying to squeeze the cum out of my length and did not wish to leave any drop inside.
She was numbing my head with such actions, making week to my length and wish that I had something to hold on to other than the wall behind me. It was of no help.
"I swear, mommy. I just wanted to see you." I whimpered, biting into my lips because my moans were getting louder with each of her hands' strokes.
"Oh, is that so? So, what if I stop and leave you like this?" she questioned, allowing me a new scenario out of nowhere as she gazed back into my eyes with a new coldness in them. Colder than the pouring water.
I could see the bitterness in them and the courage to do exactly what she had mentioned, and my numb head quickly went into that scenario.
I did not like what I saw.
She was right. I was there to get something from her and I definitely would not have liked it if she had stopped.
The very thought of it wrenched my heart and made me cry at her. "You're right! I thought I was here to check up on you, but deep down, I wanted you to do something like this to me."
I drew my head down, breathing heavily because I could not lift the weight of my own desires, wishing her to continue, when she suddenly ordered me to look into her eyes.
"Seems like I know you better than you do." She stated and abruptly began jerking my length with a faster pace, her eyes softer and sweeter at me now.
I quickly began moaning at the top of my lungs, my knees once again on the verge of giving up.
I wished to hold onto her once again because there was no way I would stand such pleasure and passion.
"There, there." She softly accepted my weakening and approaching body into her arm, letting me sink my face onto the nape of her neck while she continued jerking me at the same pace.
Her hand was so soft, yet so strong, on my length that it was making me leak and pulsate even more.
My body had started burning even more, my stomach forming a tight knot inside.
I was quivering, moaning into her ear while she simply breathed and chuckled once in a while, relishing my cracking moans.
Slowly the heat of my body grew, my length became harder and my need grew along with the knot in my stomach.
My legs were begging to lean on the ground but I could not, as she was holding me tightly into her arms.
I could not take the pleasure anymore and she was not even giving me a break to find a relief.
"Mommy!" I moaned as I grasped her tighter and added, "I think I'm going to cum!"
"I know. You're leaking so much!" She simply answered and squeezed my length tighter, going faster and faster.
"I'm going to cum! Please, let me!" I begged with every bit of strength in my veins, and she simply responded. "Cum!"
As soon as I heard her permit me, I could not hold back and growled and released everything in my balls into her hand, my body quivering as I did that.
"Good boy." After having my balls empty, she removed her hand from my crotch like she had done nothing, leaving me to twitch in her arms while she cleaned her hand on my back.
I thought that was it. But she had something else planned for me.
She ordered me to sit on my knees and I followed with my quivering and sensitive body, looking up at her for another command.
"You look so adorable like that." I saw a soft smile form on her face and her left hand shifting to the wall as another grasped my head.
"It's my turn now." She whispered as if it was a command and slowly led my face in between her naked legs, from where I could see her wetness vividly.
The sight drove me hard and eager for her taste. It made me lose my mind.
"Make me cum!" She added and slowly gave my head a last push onto her wetness, not allowing me the pleasure of her thighs.
I gratefully accepted and felt her soaking pussy graze against my lips. She tasted sweet and felt so warm and wet even in the water that was pouring above us.
I could not believe I had made her that wet. It made me proud of myself.
It made me wish to please her and make her cum like never before. I wanted to hear her moan my name and caress my hair once I had accomplished that goal.
To do so, I quickly began flicking my tongue onto her wetness, making sure that I added saliva to make her wetter.
The first installment of my goal came in the form of her whispery moans. She was breathing heavily, moaning through.
Those moans urged my eyes upon her, and I saw her eyes bolted, felt her hand grasping my hair tightly, and sensed her thighs shivering.
Regarding such a view that made me leak, I inserted my tongue inside her and twirled my tongue around, receiving another installment.
That very action made her clench her jaw and shove my head deeper into her legs. She almost took my sight when she wrapped her leg around my head.
But thankfully, it did not happen.
Grateful for the view, I continued, licking and sucking, making her feel the pleasure I wished her to feel. I could see and hear I was doing a good job.
She also made my assumption true when she grunted about how good she felt. The third installment.
Her moans continued, louder and more powerful, along with my slick and quick licks until I finally sensed her thighs shiver even more.
She clutched my hair tighter like an animal and growled about how good I was making her feel and that she could orgasm on my tongue any second if I continued to eat her like that.
That turned me into an animal as well. I continued at that same pace, eagerly waiting for her to do what she had said.
And within a few minutes, she was orgasming on my tongue, tightening her leg around my face like she did not wish to be apart from my mouth.
She kept on oozing out onto my tongue, taking my breaths away, until she had released each drop in my mouth.
Then arrived a scenario where she pulled me up to face her heavily breathing body. It meant I had done a great job.
She grasped my cheek, rubbed her thumb upon my lips as if she was checking if I had wasted any drop of her cum, and said, "Good boy!"
The next thing I remember, I was back in the bathtub, caressed in her arms. She was rubbing my back, while I had rested my face upon her shoulder, rubbing her back.
"My sweet boy." She whispered, and kissed my neck, making me feel like the most precious thing in the world.
That was not what I had pictured when I entered the bathroom. It was more than I could imagine.
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END OF THE SMUT
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----Love, author! ❤️
Despite the exhaustion, she maintained her dominant role, guiding me towards the bathtub for more BDSM-themed activities. "Shall we try some bathtubsex this time, my submissive male?" she proposed, her voice echoing with a sense of thrill.
The thought of pleasing her in the bathtub filled me with anticipation, with a hint of fear, as the water might add an extra layer of sensation to the BDSM play.
Seeing my apprehension, she reassured me, "Don't worry, darling. I'll be gentle. We can take it slow, following your pace." Her words calmed me, allowing me to relax.
The warm water enveloped us, and the scene we created was like a scene from a fantasy, with water splashing and steam fogging the bathroom, reflecting the playful dynamic of the dominantfemale and submissivemale.
The night ended with us both in a state of bliss, melting into each other's embrace, promise of more playful encounters lingering in the air. The night's events left me yearning for more, yearning to surrender to her dominant control, and to indulge in the sweetness of BDSM in our bathtub sessions.