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This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story. I’ve been inspired to do so by a friend I recently met online and dedicate this to him. Thanks, Gary!

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It’s late and although it’s been a long day, I don’t think I can sleep just yet. I need something, but what?

A bubblebath would probably be best so I start to gather a few things that will help me to relax: a candle, matches and my Chris Botti CD. I turn out all the lights in the house and head towards the bathroom.

After lighting the lavender scented candle, I start the bubble bath and brush my teeth. My eyes eventually adjust after I turn off the bathroom light. The amount of candle light is perfect!

I pull my t-shirt over my head and toss it to the floor. I unbutton my jeans and slowly wiggle them over my hips, pulling them–along with my panties–down to my ankles. My foot pushes them over towards my crumpled t-shirt. I reach behind my back and undo the clasps of my bra. It lands on the top of the pile after I’ve peeled the straps down and release my ample breasts.

As soon as I gather my long hair and tie it high on top of my head, I turn on the music and climb into the midst of the lavender bubbles. The water isn’t quite hot enough so I turn it up a bit. As I lay back in the tub and wait for it to fill, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. This feels so good.

When the water is high enough, I reach up with my right foot and turn the faucet off with my bubble covered toes. I’m so relaxed already but notice that the music is too loud now that the water has stopped isveçbahis running. Not wanting to move, I listen to the soothing music for a moment longer but decide it’s still not quite soft enough.

As I pull myself up, the bubbles cling to me for a moment and then lazily start sliding down my wet body. With one leg out of the tub, I manage to stretch just enough to adjust the volume and pause to listen. “Much better,” I say out loud as I slowly lower myself back into the inviting bubbles.

I close my eyes again trying to clear my head. This is starting to make me sleepy already. As I listen to the hypnotic music a while longer though, thoughts begin drifting into my mind. The sensual sounds coming from the CD begin making it difficult to unwind. The romantic melody of “Someone To Watch Over Me” is playing and the slow sounds of that trumpet are toying with my head….it makes me think of only one thing: you, Gary. I smile.

I remember our chat earlier….of you telling me what you wanted to do to me if we ever met. I can feel your hands on me….your lips….your tongue….exploring every inch of my body….every inch of the body that hungers for your expert touch. I can feel your breath against my warm wet skin. I am getting so hot just thinking about you.

The music is leading me to have impure thoughts. It’s so seductive. I bring my right hand up and my fingers softly rub my neck as I lick my lips. My left hand reaches one nipple; massaging, caressing, pinching, tugging it until it’s hard before moving on to the other. Mmmmmmm.

I sigh as I isveçbahis giriş feel the emptiness between my legs. I move my left leg up slightly as my right hand gently trails down my stomach towards my aching clit. Although I’m wet all over, I can feel the difference of the wetness in my pussy.

I remember the first picture you sent me of you standing by your motorcycle and then I smile as I think of the picture that you called your “other ride” (the rock hard, seven inch cock that I dream of someday riding)!

My fingers are tracing circles around my clit. It’s getting me so hot I don’t think I can take much more. I bite my lower lip and exhale slowly. I have to stop and try to relax more….

It feels so good and I wish you were near….thinking about everything we could be doing, trying to remember why I’ve held out all these years for something that could feel this good! I smile once more.

I swear that this music is making my clit respond even though I’ve now quit touching myself. Every blast of that trumpet feels like it’s flicking my clit!

I lay this way for maybe ten more minutes and then I decide that I’m going to need a bit more relief before I will be able to sleep.

I open the drain and pull myself up. Suddenly chilled, I reach for a towel….my nipples are so hard! I dry myself off and wrap the towel around me. Taking the CD out of the player, I blow out the candle and walk to the bedroom. After the music is lightly serenading me once again, I drop the towel, climb into bed and reach immediately for my pussy….it’s so wet isveçbahis yeni giriş I can hardly stand it!

Rubbing my pussy with one hand and playing with my left nipple is starting to make me hornier than I’ve been all my life. I find my clit and start working it. My pulse is racing, my breathing is so quick.

“Oh Gary!” I cry out. “Mmmmmmm.”

My legs tense and I fight to relax them….my middle finger is circling so fast around my hard, wet clit. I start rocking my hips. This feels so amazing!

“Ooooooh!”

Soon I ease off because my finger is overworked and I reach for my vibe. I turn it on and place it right on top of my clit and work it until I’m about ready to explode. I dream of you being my first lover.

“Oh, Gary! Fuck me….fuck my pussy!” I call out as if you were here to really do so.

The vibe keeps working it’s magic. I think I’m going to cum as I imagine that hard seven inch cock of yours entering me: in and out, pumping away. I start to lose sight of reality. You pick up the pace: faster and faster; harder, deeper.

“Cum for me, Kat!” I can hear you command. “Cum, baby!”

I start trembling as my orgasm starts. “Oh Ggggooodddd! Mmmmmmm…..oh God….oooooooooooooooo!”

I take some slow, deep breaths….ooooo….my heart pounding as my orgasm starts to slowly tapering off.

You collapse on top of me. I can feel you trembling inside me, your heart beating against me. I hear you groan with pleasure, your body convulsing against mine.

I wrap my arms and legs around you as your orgasm eventually subsides. I bring my lips to yours and kiss you tenderly.

“Thank you, baby,” I speak softly as if I’m truly whispering it in you ear as you lay with me. I slowly drift off to sleep with a contented smile on my lips.

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