She wants it. It’s a hint of what I saw that first night, when I was surprised that she’d even agree to put herself, her body, up for collateral in her sister’s foolish bet. This subdued, shy girl has a strange fire waiting to be unleashed. And tonight I want to unleash it.
“Get up. On your knees.” I nudge her.
She gives me a quick, confused look, but does as I say, shifting so she’s kneeling in front of me. She starts to turn to face me, clearly thinking I’m asking for another blow job. But that’s not what I want today. “We’ll save part two of that lesson for another day,” I tell her. “Kneel with your back to me.” I pull the hair tie out of her hair, letting it fall down over her shoulders.
“It’ll get wet!” She squeaks. Women and their hair.
“I don’t care. I like it down. Now lean forward. Bend over and grab hold of the tub’s edges.” As I’m talking, I pull the plug on the tub, letting the water down just a little, before stopping it up again. Now I have her in front of me, just like I wanted. Totally exposed. Her ass is just rising above the water and I can see her freshly waxed pussy, pink and sweet, right in front of me.
My dick jerks in anticipation at the sight. I don’t delay.
I shift my own position, going from sitting to kneeling, so I’m right behind her, my dick ready to penetrate her. But I don't yet. I can see her back rising and falling. She’s already breathing heavily…expectantly. Meanwhile her knuckles are white from gripping the sides of the tub. I grin as I take a handful of soapy bubbles in hand and rub them over her back, down over her stomach, and finally between her legs, from her clit to her ass. She arches her back in response.
“Like that?” I slip a soapy finger into her and observe as she gyrates her hips gently against my hand. “And what about that?” I let my finger wander back, towards her ass, teasing her gently until I slip a soapy finger smoothly inside. She lets out a gasp in response and starts to scramble away from me. “Never tried anal before, I assume?” I slip back out of her.
“No,” she murmurs.
“Another time. Another lesson.” I stroke her back gently and then reach down to the side of the tub to grab a condom from the box. Hearing the rustle of me reaching for the box and ripping open the plastic, she turns around briefly. “Told you we’d need these.” I wink. I slip the rubber on. “You hanging on?”
“Yes.” She inches her butt towards me slightly as she says it. Her tone…eager.
“Good.” I hang on to the tub with one hand and with the other, guide my cock into her. She groans slightly as I push my way in. From this angle, I can penetrate even more deeply than I did that first night.
“Oh my God!” The words explode out of her mouth.
“Just hang on.” I move steadily, slowly, in and out of her. With each stroke, I pull almost all the way out, leaving just the tip of myself inside of her. Each time, she scoots herself back, not wanting to let me go. It’s incredibly arousing. Every one of my senses is on high alert. I have the smell of lavender in my nose. The feel of my cock, throbbing, pumping in and out of Lilly. The sight of her naked backside in front of me and her delicate hands hanging on to the tub. And then there are the soft sighs of her moans, becoming louder as she pushes against me insistently, asking for more.
“I’m going to cum,” she says the words urgently.
“Ask my permission.”
“What?” She pauses.
“Ask. If you may.”
She pauses, uncertain. “May I cum?”
“Say please.” I pause, leaving her to squirm uncomfortably. She’s dying to finish. And no wonder—I’ve left her hanging for a good 24 hours now.
“May I cum please?” Her voice is getting ragged and more urgent.
“Address me.”
“David, may I cum…please,” her voice cracks on the last word. She sounds close to tears, desperate to achieve the orgasm I’ve been denying her. So I give it to her. I speed up, holding onto the edge of the tub more tightly with one hand. With the other, I reach around to her front, feeling her, smooth and sudsy, under my hand. As I give one final