~ A Dip In The Water ~
by G. Roswall
I was just entering through the door to the house, when I heard the shower running.
'So, my house guest was running a bit late this morning', I thought. Well, she had come back late last night. I had woken up when she accidentally banged herself on something and cursed out loud. When looked at the clock, it had been two am.
But this was her time away from it all and I had invited her to come over and relax for a while here at my country hide out as she called it. We had known each other for a while now and we shared many of the same interests, which I guess is the main reason we got a long so well, call it being on the same wavelength I guess. I knew she had been out to a lesbian bar, probably met someone too. Don't know why, but it gave me a little shiver... of jealousy?
Yeah, that's what it was, I admitted to it freely now... I had a little "thing" for her.
Don't ask when or how, but somewhere along the line, my friendly feelings had turned into something else. But I would never, ever admit them to her, because I know this only went one way. She definitely had no such interest in me!
Well, that's how I saw it anyway, and besides, things would get far too complicated if there was any chance she might. And, there was that fear of loosing the friendship too, if a romantic liaison didn't't work.
I went into the kitchen and started the coffee. Sure she'd like some too after the shower, so I made a full pot. I sat down and started glancing the morning paper. After a while the coffee was ready too, so took two cups out and filled one for me.
I sat back down and did some more reading. Must have been at it for a while, because when I tried to take a sip, I found the last bit quite cold, so I automatically looked at the clock on the wall. It had been good twenty minutes since I arrived and the shower was still on.
I got a little worried, so I debated for a while, but decided to go and check in on her, to make sure she hadn't fallen or anything. After all, most accidents happen at home, that's what people always said anyway.
I was standing at the bathroom door, debating whether to go in or not. I was about to knock, but couldn't get myself to do it. Hell, we were both adults and it's not like I'd never seen a naked lady before, not her though but still. What if she thought I was some pervert? No, just reasonable, tell the truth; that I was worried, because she usually was very quick with her showers.
I took a deep breath and raised my fist, and before I knew it... I had knocked. No answer.
Oh no, something must have happened! I felt a cold heat rise to my face.
Shit... I slowly opened the door... it was very steamy in there... could hardly see anything...
"Hello" I faintly said, but still no answer.
I walked inside and looked to the corner, where the shower stall was. Then I saw her... in the middle of the mist... standing under the spray... one hand on her breast... washing herself?
'Oh, good she was ok', I thought, and started backing out. She would not even know I had been there.
Then I heard a low moan. I stopped, gulped and stood there frozen, staring at the door... another moan.
I felt a tingling sensation all over my body. I felt dizzy, so I closed my eyes and my mouth I hadn't even realised was still open.
I stood there for a while, not able to breathe. Then, slowly, turning around, I found myself staring at her through the thin see-through curtain.
She had her other hand on her breast, not washing it like I first thought, but? caressing it...
My eyes roamed her body on their own accord, found where her other hand was too and wasn't doing any washing where it was either!
Her other hand was between her legs... gently and slowly caressing herself with it... Ooooo...
Not even realising it, I had started moving closer to were she was under the spray of water.
I just couldn't take my eyes off her... just couldn't...
She moaned again, I could see all of her naked glory, standing there, with her head thrown back, hands busy on her breasts and her desire?
I wasn't thinking clearly anymore, thoughts focusing on her alone, nothing else.
Quickly I shed my clothing and stepped beside the stall. With her eyes still closed, I stepped into the shower with her, and stood there beside her. Not moving a muscle at first, just mesmerized by the site of her luscious body under the spray?
I took one step closer to her, almost behind her and my hand wondered on top of her hand on her breast. She immediately stopped her own ministrations and stiffened a bit.
" Shh" I whispered in her ear "it's just me. Thought you might want some assistance?"
She nodded and took hold of my other hand guiding it on her belly.
I spread my fingers on the soft rounded flesh and slowly started caressing her, with long soft strokes. Mapping her body? my other hand gently caressing her breast? still on top of her own hand? My mouth on her neck and shoulders, at first. Tiny kisses and nips along the way.
Then more hungry bites and licks as my tongue came out to play.
She started moaning again and I moved more quickly, urgently hands all over her beautifully soft body. I cupped her breasts? so heavy and hard? her nipples feeling ready for the taking? so I circled around her. Facing her now, my tongue licking my own lips, ready to devour those perky perky nipples.
She looked at my lips and then into my eyes, and with a tiny smile across those pouty lips she reached to kiss mine. Her tongue was feeling first the outside of my lips, then demanding entrance, which I gladly gave her.
Our tongues tangled in a hot kiss, my hands started roaming her body again, grabbing her sweet sweet cheeks, squeezing them slightly making her kiss me even more intently. My other hand coming around to find her oh so wet treasure, reaching for her folds. She let go of my mouth and threw her head back as I found my target. Stroking her clit ever so lightly, slightly teasing her? she leaned against the wall as I started kissing her... Down the chin, her neck, her breasts? my hand between her legs, making feather like strokes around her folds.
My mouth found her nipple, my fingers its twin? first a small tug, a lick then? a tiny bite.
Then I sucked the whole hard chewy nipple into my hungry mouth? feasting on it like the juiciest meal I'd ever had. My fingers doing their best to keep up with my mouth? on the other one. After a while, I switched places, not wanting the other tasty bud feeling neglected? and started the same ritual on it.
All the time one hand on her desire, teasing ever so slowly, making her moan more frequently now. Thought I even heard a few pleads, but I was in no hurry to get to my main course yet, still feasting on the appetizers.
When I felt I had enough of the chewy tips for now? I started descending? licking and kissing my way down to her slightly rounded belly. Finding her belly button and dipping my tongue inside, swirling it around for a while before continuing my trek. She had secured herself, leaning on the stall wall and gripping the rod with one hand, the other on my shoulder for support.
I reached the apex of her legs, and to my surprise, there was just a thin layer of hair there.
Ooo? a porcelain goddess! Mmm, I liked this? very very much. I kissed the top of her hairline, with my tongue tracing it slowly carefully, downward on her inner thighs Thighs parting in anticipation. I licked the other one down? Then came up the same way on her right thigh and stopped at her desire, just gazing and smelling the beauty of it. I licked my lips in anticipation. Looking up at her, her looking down at me with much desire in her eyes. She nodded, giving me permission? to enter her sanctuary.
I bent down and liked her clit, her folds, around, in the middle, up and down and around again. With a flat tongue, then with just the tip, teasing her clit, when she grabbed my hair with both hands, moaning ever so loudly now.
My hands assisting, I spread her folds with my fingers and started sucking on her clit until she started to buckle. I knew she was very close, so I dipped first one finger inside and started with a slow bumping rhythm. Then added another digit and upped the tempo, pushing in and out, a little deeper and curling my fingers upward to find the right spot to make her go over again and again. It didn't take long before her nails were burrowing into my scalp and she started twitching and shaking, her orgasms ripping through her like tidal waves. I held on to her and stopped my ministrations as soon as I felt the last of the aftershocks,
gave a small peck on her clit and rose on my own shaky feet.
I was gazing her into her now open eyes and a sudden fear came over me... what if...?
But she gently put her hands around my face and drew me in for a soft yet passionate kiss.
After we broke the kiss, she looked at me and with a soft smile on her lips asked me:
"Why don't we take this to the bedroom before we both prune up completely!"
Turning off the water and grabbing towels from the rack, we were quickly on our way out...
© g.roswall
email: gunilla.roswall@kolumbus.fi
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