Coming Full Circle: Part 2

As Sasha turned her key in the lock, she told herself that she was going to just go with it. She wanted badly to get laid. As much as she'd hated to admit it, Greyson was still the last man she'd had sex with. That was nearly three months ago and she was starting to feel the side affects of going without for too long.
Just don't look at him too long, she told herself. Instinctively, she looked glanced back over her shoulder anyway. He was definitely not attractive by her standards and she didn't really consider herself to be very picky. Yet, the clothes, that one hideous gold tooth, and his country swag combined made him "coyote ugly" to her. Damn, why couldn't he just dress nicely. I could get past everything else if he wasn't so damn tacky.

As they stepped inside Sasha suggested that he make himself at home. What she really meant was more like- "take off everything but your boxers- for now."

She began unbuttoning her blouse as she walked over to the c-shaped bar in the far corner of the living room. "Would you like a drink?" She had already grabbed a glass and began pouring her own as she asked the question. After filling her glass, she quickly drank it down, then poured another. The first was to get her a quick buzz. The second she would sip as she relaxed in the tub and unwound.

"Got any beer?" Greyson asked, smiling as usual. He knew she didn't drink beer and asked only to see the look of annoyance on her face. Sasha only sighed. "Okay, okay. I know you have vodka, so how bout a screwdriver."

"That I can do!" Sasha smiled back.

After fixing his drink Sasha headed upstairs and began to draw her bathwater. She added half a bottle of Florida water, rose-scented bubbling oil, and some Dead Sea Salts. She placed a few floating candles in the water and lit them.

As the water filled the tub, Sasha undressed in front of the large well-lit vanity mirror. She stretched and simultaneously admired the curvy figure and full round breasts. She cupped them in her hands, massaging and pushing them together thinking of how good it would feel to have a man's strong hands kneading them.  

Don't be a superficial bitch Sasha. Looks aren't everything. Let the man make you feel good. She smiled seductively at her reflection, preparing herself to enjoy what was coming to her. She closed her eyes and rolled her head back and around trying to relax. Once she was fully relaxed and the tub was full, she turned off the water and stepped carefully inside and allowed herself to sink down into the soft, warm, luxurious bubbles.

"Grey!" she called out in a sing-song way. "Would you bring the bottle of wine up here, please babe!"

When he arrived, she was pleased to find that he was wearing only a wife-beater and boxers. His body wasn't perfect; he could stand to loose a little flab on his chest before he started developing "moobs" but his arms and thighs were rock solid like those of a pro football player. Sasha liked what she saw and smiled.

Grey was equally pleased. Though most of her body was hidden beneath the surface of the water, one of her breasts was visible and he caught a glimpse of her large dark areola."Where would you like me to put it?" he asked, well aware of the double meaning within his question.

Sasha picked up on his innuendo and played along. "Anywhere you like," she answered with a straight, yet charming stare.

He placed the bottle beside the tub and knelt down beside it as well. There was a brief silence as both of them felt the spark being ignited between them. Sasha pulled the sponge from beneath the water and began to squeeze water on the parts of her body that were not fully submerged. Taking his cue, Greyson took the sponge from her hand and began to caress her skin. Sasha sighed, enjoying feeling pampered as she mentally prepared herself for what was soon to follow. Greyson lathered the mesh sponge with the body was that sat in the wicker basket along side of the tub and began washing her back. Sasha leaned forward, bending her knees and wrapping her arms around them. Greyson took his time, enjoying how the soap and water glistened on her skin. Whether she believed it or not, he adored Sasha and wanted her to know it.

After her back was covered with suds, Greyson slid began working his way beneath her arms around to her breasts. With the sponge still in hand he gave the first one a gentle squeeze. Sash inhaled deeply and sat upright. She arched her back then reclined giving him better access. Greyson admired her perfect physique and could hardly wait to fuck her. His dick was rock hard and throbbing. He wondered if she would hold back like the last time or would she let herself go like the first time. The thought made a wide smile come across his face.

"You are so silly!" Sasha laughed not even knowing why. "What the hell are you looking all goofy for?" She always teased him about being silly and immature. He never cared though, in fact, he found himself being even sillier than usual around her because it was the one thing he could count on to make her smile. He loved to see her smile.

"Girl, my dick is so hard it could break wood right now." He answered honestly. A little too honest for Sasha's taste and as always too damn country. She just smiled though.

"Here let me turn that on," she said, changing the subject. She squeezed the sponge and it began to vibrate in his hand.

Greyson smiled again. Sasha rolled her eyes and simply place his hand between her legs. He pressed the vibrating sponge against her clit and began stroking it in a slow circular motion. Sasha lifted he pelvis and began matching his rhythm. She let her head fall back onto the inflatable terry-cloth covered bath pillow. Her arms rested on the edge of each side of the tub. The vibration of the sponge and the motion of his hands were working wonders. Her breathing became heavy and soft whimper-like moans began to fill the air.

Greyson released the sponge and started stroking her slit with his fingers. Even underwater, he could feel her tremendous wetness. His other hand found its way to his dick which, by now, needed some adjustment. Sasha looked down and at the large mushroom-shaped head sticking out from beneath the leg of his boxer shorts. Damn, that motherfucker is huge, she thought. Somehow, she always managed to forget just how big he was.

Body Spa Vibrating Bath Sponge

Without bothering to stand or stop rubbing her clit, he managed to remove the shorts. Taking her hand in his, he wrapped her fingers around his cock. Sasha willingly obliged his silent request, giving it a nice squeeze before she began stroking hit. As she slid her wet hand up and down his member, he slipped his middle finger inside of her. Shit, she's tight, Greyson thought. While he didn't believe she was the promiscuous type he had a very hard time imagining her not getting fucked on the regular by someone. Yet, her pussy felt like it hadn't been entered in months. Secretly, he worried he would hurt her and yet, the idea made him even more aroused. His dick began throbbing again. Sasha moaned as she felt it pulsing. Greyson began pumping her pussy slowly with only one finger, but Sasha's body told him she wanted more. She lifted her hips and slid further onto his finger, riding it, trying to get as much of it's length as possible. He slid another finger inside and her and began pumping deeper and harder. Sasha continued matching his rhythm while he body still demanded more. Faster and harder he rammed his fingers into her hungry snatch. The water was sloshing about, spilling onto the floor. Sasha noticed but did not care. Bucking wildly, her whimpering moans quickly became guttural groans. Sasha's body trembled and started to jerk uncontrollably. Her hand wrapped tighter around Greyson's cock before she finally let go and gripped the tub instead.

"Come on beautiful. Come for me," Greyson whispered in her ear. At the sound of those words, Sasha's body gave one final jerk then tensed all over. She cried out with pleasure before her body went limp in the water.

Pleased with himself, Greyson grinned and rose to his feet. Sasha looked up directly at his fully erect cock as he towered over her.  She picked up her half full glass of wine and finished it off. Let the fun begin, she thought as she licked her lips and smiled suggestively...

[[To be continued...]]

Coming Full Circle by Gypsi Ayes is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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