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Archive name: slipery.txt (MF, rom)
Authors name: Anon NIXPIX Author - 1992
Story title : Slippery When Wet
Edited version by Kathy 1999
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Slippery When Wet (MF, romantic)
Originally written by NIXPIX Anon Author 1990
Extensively edited by Kathy.
***
Note I wish I'd thought of writing this story myself,
the original BBS anonymous author did a wonderful job.
What I did was (hopefully) bring the story one step
farther. You be the judge. Kathy
***
We reluctantly waded to the shore and retrieved our
clothes, but we didn't put them on. We walked hand in
hand nude, through the trees and back to the cabin. Our
bodies still tingled from a combination of the act of
love just completed and the cool night air.
Upon arriving at the cabin, we tossed our clothes onto a
chair near the fireplace. Our bodies were still damp;
Caroline was shivering slightly. She decided to take a
shower and headed for the bathroom.
"How about a drink to help warm you up?" I asked,
heading for the kitchen.
"Sounds good," Caroline replied, closing the door to the
bathroom. I heard the water running as I made us each a
whiskey sour. The clock on the wall began to chime.
Glancing up I noticed the time - ten o'clock. We'd been
here only two hours and already had begun acting like
wild animals in heat. It felt good.
A slight chill passed through me and broke my into
thoughts. I realized I was still naked and beginning to
feel cold. Carrying our drinks, I headed for the
bathroom and a warm shower. I pushed open the door and a
wave of steam rolled out at me. Caroline was still in
the shower and I could barely discern her outline
through the frosted glass of the shower. As the steam
cleared, my view improved. I could see the profile of
her body. The smooth lines of her shapely legs, the
softly flat area of her firm silky stomach, and the
gentle curves of her wonderful breasts. The sight of her
began the arousal process in me all over again.
I set the glasses on the corner of the sink. I watched
her through the glass as she showered. Her hands slide
gracefully along her body, lathering in the warm soapy
water. Caroline has an exquisite body, and she was aware
of it. She had always been comfortable with her
sexuality, willing to explore and find what excites her.
It is this knowledge of herself that made me love her in
the beginning. By knowing what pleases her, Caroline is
able to direct me so I can be the lover I want to be.
Pausing as Caroline reaches her breasts, I watch as she
cups them and smoothes her hands over them.
Softly she caresses their fullness and gently teases her
nipples. She tosses her head back and lets the hot water
splash over her body. I see her shifting her legs and I
know she's getting aroused. My erection grows, I fight
the urge to jump in the shower with her, and continue to
watch her.
I watch as one small perfectly shaped hand fondles her
slippery breasts, the other hand follows the water as it
runs down her body. Slowly, her hand crosses down her
stomach and approaches the junction of her thighs. As
her hand disappears between her legs, I hear a soft moan
of satisfaction from the shower. I know from the sound
that her hand has found its mark.
Although the shower glass doesn't provide a clear view,
I can still she as Caroline massages her perfect body.
Slippery hands, gliding over the rolling contours and
into the hidden valleys of her wonderful body. Gentle
hands, teasing her breasts and pleasing the inner
reaches of her pleasure centers.
I wish they were my hands. I've grown to full-fledged
hardness and it twitches with each beat of my now-racing
heart. I cannot resist the urge to grab stroke and
myself in time with her movements. Caroline is not yet
aware of my presence.
We continue to masturbate in sync, Caroline on one side
of the glass and I on the other. As her hand increases
in speed, so does mine, and we begin building toward our
personal orgasms. I wonder what she's thinking right
now?
I watch as she continues to massage her breasts and dip
into her warm and wonderful treasure chest. Based upon
the sounds coming from the shower, Caroline must be
rolling her fingers over her clit now. I can almost feel
the soft warm folds of her slippery nether lips as they
envelope her fingers. Knowing her body as I do, I know
Caroline is wet and juicy, and her fingers must be
sliding effortlessly into her deep warm reaches.
The sounds coming from the shower increase in volume and
tempo. I know Caroline is approaching an orgasm without
me, but I don't care. I'm in my own fantasy world on the
other side of the glass. Gripping my shaft in increasing
passion I continue to masturbate toward my own orgasm,
dreaming of her. Leaning back against the sink, I close
my eyes and remember our lovemaking in the cool waters
of the lake. My hand continues its travels up and down
the length of my desire, stroking to the memory.
I don't know if I made a noise or if Caroline just
sensed I was there, but she slid open the shower door
and was greeted by the sight of me leaning against the
bathroom sink, jacking off. The sound of the shower door
opening caused me to stop in mid-stroke. I was more than
a little embarrassed and my erection began to go soft.
"You naughty boy, you," Caroline teased, "You were
watching me, weren't you?"
"Yes my love I couldn't help myself." There was little
else I could say.
"Did it make you excited?" Caroline asked. It seemed to
be a silly question in the light of my current state.
After a moment my sweet smiled and beckoned me, "Why
don't you come in here with me and we can enjoy the
water together."
I stepped into the shower, and Caroline immediately
reached for me and eagerly began where I had left off.
In just a stroke or two she has me back at full-staff
again.
As I closed the door to the shower, I reach for her
furry love nest. Dipping my fingers inside, I found that
my imagination had been accurate, she was wet and
slippery and my fingers slid in and out easily.
We pressed our bodies closer together and my excited
manhood poked into her silky stomach. Caroline pressed
her slippery body into mine, smooth ward breasts against
a hairy chest, catching my passion between our bodies,
she continued stroking. Our lips met in passion. We
stood in the spray of the warm water masturbating each
other. Her hand firmly gripping and stroking me evident
love, from the hairy base to the soft purple crown and
back again. I groaned in pleasure as I felt her other
hand Caroline reaching for my balls to softly squeeze
them and roll them between her slippery fingers. Despite
our recent activity at the lake, I was completely
recharged and reloaded and ready to shoot.
Then I felt her hand around my cock, sliding up and down
the shaft, giving me immense pleasure. As I began
building to a climax, I searched for her clit to return
the favor. Because Caroline had been masturbating in the
shower longer than I, her clit was swollen with desire
and I easily teased her toward her own orgasmic peak.
We continue on our way for a few moment longer. Her hips
beginning to answer my probing fingers, my hips
beginning thrusting that only a viral primal man can do
when faced with impending orgasm.
As I picked up the pace at her gate of heavenly
pleasure, Caroline responded with her body and sole and
her hands slid up and down my arousal so slick and
wonderful feeling. Up and down her hand slid, in and out
my fingers probed. Faster and faster our motions became,
each trying to coax the other over into the abyss of
bliss.
Just as we are about to bring each other to a climax,
Caroline released her grip on me. She broke our kiss and
pushed my hand away. "No," was all she said. Then she
turned around, putting her back toward me.
"What's wrong?" I ask, and then realize what she was
doing. Placing her feet as wide apart as she could,
Caroline bent at the waist and grabbed the faucet
handles in the shower. A very pleasant sight came into
view between her legs from behind. He action needed no
further explanation.
Holding myself in hand, I moved up behind her. Rubbing
the full length of my hard need along her slit several
times, mixing her slippery lubrication with the passion
juice that escaped from me. We were both so aroused that
even this simple action causes us to groan if momentary
extasy.
I continue to mercilessly tease her for a few more
strokes before slipping gratefully inside her folds.
Slowly, I pushed forward and slid easily deeper into her
warm wet confines. Ever onward traveled my heat-seeking
missal, searching for the deepest regions of her warm
slippery wonderfulness.
Like a miner discovering a cavern of gold bouillon, my
stiff needy miner crawled along this tight-fitting path;
probing the sides, top, and bottom of the warm wet cave;
until he reached the end. I paused, allowing her body to
adjust to the size of the intruder, before retreating.
Holding her hips steady, I began the rhythm we both
enjoy so much. As I pulled my cock out, her slippery
folds pulsed around me almost gripping me snugly and
provided new stimulation for her clit as will. I
withdrew until only the head remained inside, then
reversed direction and plunged back into her wonderful
slick warmth.
In this position I could watch myself travel in and out
of her body. I could see her perfect sexy lips holding
onto my thickness and responding to my motions. The
sight of my hard shaft and her soft lips drove me
momentarily crazy and I began moving faster toward
release. I needed to feel her body pressed to me, I lean
over and reach for her breasts. I found her nipples and
teased then into erection. As I rolled them between my
fingers I continued to probe her with my love.
Cupping her breasts in my hands, I could feel their soft
warm fullness and gently squeezed and caressed them with
my shaky fingers. As I did so, I could feel her tighten
herself around my thrusting manhood and I realized that
her orgasm could not be far behind.
My hands left her breasts and traveled across her
stomach to her wonderful love box. My fingers explored
our junction, searching for her clit. I could feel
myself sinking in and pulling out all slick with her
desire. I began massaging her hard little nub toward
orgasm. I matching the actions of my fingers to the
thrusting of our loins, pushing her closer and closer to
a climax. I could feel her getting tighter and I knew it
was only moments away.
Then I heard it, a soft gasp of passion that I'd heard
many time s before and always thrilled to hear again.
Caroline's body tensed and jerked uncontrollably as I
continued to thrust lustily into her.
It was all I could do to contain myself once her orgasm
was thrust upon her. With her uncontrolled passions she
quickly brought me along with her. The spasms of her
wonderful body rocked my own and before I knew what was
happening I felt myself dazed with passion as I gushed
my love for her deep inside her hot shivering body.
It was love at first sight, I really believe that. And
since that first meeting our love for each other has
only grown. The passions that we share only add another
finely tuned layer to our love our relationship. I know
that even if we live to be a hundred there will always
be something special, something secret that only we two
share.
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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