But I was not fine. In fact, I wish he did not say he was going to come home late. Instead, I wanted him to come home now. I wanted to please him in a way that would blow his mind. It has been three days since we were intimate. I blamed it on our work schedules for the week. Tonight was the night, I had off, and I actually was in a horny mood. Just my luck, I thought as I rolled my eyes. I got up from my place on the sofa and started to head toward the bathroom. Maybe I needed a nice, warm bath. After all, I was going to have the house to myself, for a while anyway.
As I sauntered off toward the bathroom, I started to take my clothes off, throwing them aside without a care in the world. I could pick them up later, when I was done with my beloved bath.
When I reached the bathroom, I turned the light on, closed the door, and marveled at my reflection in the mirror. I smiled proudly at my naked body and carefully observed every part of my womanly shape. My breasts were bouncy and perky. I cupped my left breast and jiggled it, amusing myself, before doing the same to the right. Then, with a feather light touch, I traced over my hard, pink nipples, sighing as I felt a slight twinge of pleasure. God, I wish my boyfriend was here, doing this to me.
I closed my eyes, imaging my boyfriend standing behind me, touching my breasts with his larger hands. I would imagine myself moaning, and sighing as he plucked my hard nipples and jiggled my b-cup breasts. He would also kiss my neck as he continued with his breast play.
I could feel myself getting hot at this fantasy. A wetness was already forming between my legs. For a minute, I forgot why I came to the bathroom in the first place as I stood there, playing with my breasts and moaning lightly. Mmm, I wish he was here, I thought as I let out another pleasurable moan. Should I just pleasure myself right here, right now, or wait until I get into the hot, steaming water?
I opened my eyes and glanced at the colorless tub. I sat at the edge of the tub and turned the tap. I watched the water as it flowed down into the bottom of the tub and grinned. I wanted my body in that warm water. It would feel soothing to get my skin slick and wet with bath water. Before getting in, I felt the water with my hand, making sure that it would not scorch my skin. It was just right.
I slowly dipped one foot in, and then the other.
My thoughts drifted to my boyfriend again, and what he would be doing if he was with me right now. I would be laying against his naked body. I would be able to feel his hard dick beneath me. I would be feel his tender kisses on my neck, his hands firmly on my lovely breasts. Oh god, how I wished his hands were there now, feeling my breasts and my body, running further down, lightly rubbing my stomach. Oh god, further still, toward my sweet smelling womanhood!
I moaned as my finger lightly tapped my little pink clit. I arched my back and squirmed, letting pleasure take control. My finger worked hard on that round bean, tapping faster as my body felt hotter. Goodness, I could feel my pussy tingle. I needed something long and hard inside there. I needed my boyfriend’s lovely cock. “My god yes, hun,” I moaned as I imagined my boyfriend polishing my throbbing clit. He was so good at making me cum. I yearned for his expert fingers and his warm tongue. He would be flicking away like a snake, knowing how fast to go.
I could almost feel my tight cunt getting wet. The tingling sensation was stronger now. I had to stick something inside it. I slipped index finger into my womanhood and started to thrust away. It felt good, but it was not enough. I needed to become fuller! A second finger entered my hole. Hm, a bit better, I thought as I moaned a bit louder, However, it still was not enough. I needed more! Let’s try three!
A third finger went inside my dirty cunt. Ahh yes, that felt so much better! I started to thrust my fingers in and out of my hole. I felt satisfied and full. It was just the right amount to get me going! I felt my body getting hotter. It felt almost as though my already hard nipples were getting harder! I gasped and arched my back even more. I sighed with joys of pleasure. I imagined my boyfriend making love to me in the bath. It was all so intoxicating: the hot water, my fingers thrusting in and out of my pussy, my moans and groans…my goodness, it was so much! I felt as if I had to burst!
I moaned out my boyfriend’s name as I came on my fingers. However, I felt as if a gush of liquid released from my pussy as well. I lay in the bath for a few minutes in ecstasy, not daring to move a muscle. I wanted to relish the moment of reaching orgasm. I sighed and grinned like a Cheshire cat.
I was in another world, a fantasy world with my boyfriend. In that fantasy, we were tired, but satisfied. I still had my champagne glass and my boyfriend in the lovely bath. A romantic night indeed.
