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Eva Rotolo 6-8 minutes 7/28/2021

Rick prepares Julia for their first sexual encounter in a sensual shared bath.

Eva Rotolo

Julia series excerpt: “We’re at my house. The dominatrix brings four men for me. I want one more man to be there — preferably a boyfriend or someone I’m close with. I hadn’t thought about what I’d wear really. In my fantasy, I dive right into the scene. I lie on my back on my bed. There are two men on either side of me. I’m completely naked. My boyfriend is eating me out and fucking me. He goes back and forth, kind of showing off to the guys what they can’t have…yet.

Julia unlocked her door and set down her purse on the hallway table. She told Rick to feel free to use the restroom while she turned down the air. She was feeling a little hot. No matter it was only 75 degrees outside. She adjusted the thermostat to 67.

She was fairly certain things were about to get much, much hotter.

The sound of water running caught Julia’s attention. She headed to the master bath to find Rick in the whirlpool bathtub.

He’d used her sandalwood and jasmine bath salts and was scrubbing himself with her loofah and guava scented soap. The jets were going and creating bubbles so that even when she looked in the tub she couldn’t get a good direct look at Rick’s cock.

“I thought we could get to know each other’s body in the tub first. I hope that wasn’t too forward?” Rick asked.

“Not at all,” Julia said. She looked at him, his chiseled handsome face, his trimmed graying brown beard, his broad shoulders, and his kind smile. Rick was one of the nicest guys she’d ever known. She was convinced that was what had driven the women away. Nice could be boring or scary. Are there any guys who are actually that nice? Well, he’d been that nice to Julia over the 15 years they’d known each other. This was a now or never kind of situation.

“You’ve been wanting to see these for a long time, haven’t you?” Julia asked as she began lifting her white cotton shirt over her full breasts. She let just the bottoms of them into Rick’s view as she waited for an answer.

“Yes. You are incredibly hot, Julia. Would it weird you out to know that I often cum while fantasizing about you? Or that I’ve wondered what color your nipples are from the moment I laid eyes on you?”

“Mmmm…actually, that just makes me very, very wet. Well,” and Julia lifted both her cotton sports bra and her shirt at the same time. “They’re this color.”

“Peach,” Rick said. “God, Jules. You’re beautiful.”

“Thank you, Rick. You’re pretty handsome yourself,” Julia smiled wide and her green eyes sparkled. He noticed her laugh lines and crow’s feet and realized they’d aged well together, like a fine wine. They’d been smoother once, but now they were close and experienced and they had the beauty of time and wisdom beginning to imprint on their faces.

“Rick, I haven’t shaved in weeks. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. Why don’t you come on in and let me wash you up?”

Julia snuggled into her soft satin sheets and let her body feel every little sensation humming through it. Rick had taken his time to wash her thoroughly. She’d climbed into the tub and sat between his outstretched legs. She could feel his cock against her butt but still hadn’t seen it. She looked forward while he kissed her neck and massaged her shoulders. Why hadn’t they ever done this before? she kept thinking to herself.

His hands were large and soft. Rick didn’t use a loofah to wash Julia. He massaged her head with shampoo and used a cup he’d gotten from the kitchen to rinse her hair out when he was finished. Julia’s gasps and soft moans had his attention as he ran his fingers over her temples, pinched her ears lightly and rubbed them, and massaged her scalp and neck. He wanted to revere and savor this woman he’d desired for so long.

Julia could sense Rick’s reverence. Instead of brushing him away, she accepted it with her whole heart. It helped that she wasn’t looking at him. This was the perfect way to get to know each other’s body before going into her bedroom.

After the scalp massage, Rick slicked the conditioner through Julia’s blonde hair. “Your skin is so soft, Jules. You are stunning. I didn’t realize how much you love the scent of sandalwood.”

“Mmm, I do. Woodsy and floral scents feel like they have the power to open up my pussy. I save this shampoo and conditioner for date nights. I use the guest shower on other days.”

“Is that so?” Rick slid his hands over Julia’s breasts. They filled his large hands and spilled over a bit. He could feel her nipples pressed into his palms. She leaned forward into his palms to get more stimulation. He moved his hands to her back and massaged her shoulders, working his way down to her lower back and pressing his hard cock into her round butt cheeks. She pushed back against him and gasped again. He wondered why they’d never had sex. He hadn’t wanted to ruin their friendship. That’s why, he thought to himself. But, it’s now or never. And, he kept going while she moaned louder and louder.

He soaped up her mound and ran his hands through her soft pubic hair. He let his fingers soap her lips. As he ran his fingers up and down her slit, it opened for him. Rick let his thick index finger move inside of her and he began to finger her wet cunt. He imagined his tongue lapping her wetness and teasing her clit; his cock pressing inside her inviting opening. He brought his finger to his lips and sucked on it loudly. “Ahhh, you taste so good.”

He returned two fingers and Julia bucked her hips rhythmically into them. “Let’s finish getting you cleaned up and we’ll go get to know each other even better,” he said.

“Yes, let’s,” Julia answered. She was usually talkative, but it seemed she’d handed the reins over to Rick. He washed every last bit of her sensually, helped her out of the tub, dried her thoroughly with a towel he’d set on the vanity, and asked her to wait for him in her bedroom.

Julia wasn’t sure how long she’d been waiting. Five minutes? Half an hour? The anticipation was making time move very slowly. She stroked her peach, silver dollar-sized areolae and rubbed little circles around her nipples. She stroked her soft mound and let her fingers tickle-tease her pussy lips. She wondered if Rick had looked inside her bedroom closet.

To Be Continued…

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