Rubicund Palimpsest |
[22 Apr 2002|12:46pm] |
The time had come for Nico and James to withdraw from the claw-footed tub. But they splashed with pleasure like two fiery animals at the climax, and a thick white substance, swirled its ropy strands in the water. James was the first out of the tub. He took a large towel and rubbed himself dry as Nico stepped from the bath dripping from head to foot, shivering, but refreshed from fucking. Playfully James lashed out with a flick of the towel. The sting caught Nico right between the buttocks. She howled and tried to dodge a second whack that slithered off her thighs.
Naked and helpless she ducked between the toilet and the wall for protection. James smiled cruelly, and aimed a wicked strike at the toilet tank. It snapped with an audible crack. Nico slunk from her hiding place and found herself cornered along the tiled walls. The towel, partially wet, hummed in the air and caught her across the breasts. She cried out, and raised her hands to blunt the force of further attacks. Several more blows landed on her abdomen, breasts and nipples.
James' cock grew large yet again, and it vibrated in the steamy, perfumed mist of the bathroom. The haze, combined with the heat, sweat and humidity were driving them both mad. Like a man possessed, James threw the towel aside, grabbed Nico's limp body and drew her to the shower. There, under the shower rain, he spread her ass and placed a bottle at the tender opening of her rosebud, with a squeeze he filled her bowels up with a creamy liquid. His upturned cock bore-down on her ass pinning her her against the wall. Taking hold off her shoulders he willfully stabbed through the ring of muscle surrounding her sphincter, displacing gobs of milky fluid with the thickness of his shaft. He filled her pouting mouth with the fingers of one hand and corkscrewed the tips of her wet nipples with the other.
The immense flood of ever-changing thrills swept through Nico's body and her heart beat like a trip hammer. It was strange how pain, a pain she never thought she could endure, turned into a magnificent treat whenever James' cock plunged deep within her.
He loved to piston in and out of her cunt, and now that her asshole was his, a new level of voluptuous pleasure possessed his being. Their movements were even more frenetic in the downpour of the water. Nico's ass moved rhythmically forward and back while James cupped her breasts and tickled her rigid nipples. Both of them, inflamed by the wonderful pressure and temperature of the water, performed like animals. Their moans and panting sounds were drowned out by the flooding shower, but when they finally climaxed an echo of ecstasy burst in the cell of the bathroom.
Spent, James leaned back against the cool tile of the wall with his swollen and painful cock still buried in Nico's ass. He took a moment to read the markings written on her skin. the pale pink pinch-marks where her underwear inscribed their elastic patterns, the tangled cipher of her pubic hair, and the halo of red symbols encircling her breasts told the story of their recent exertions like some form of erotic calligraphy. He read the impression of his teeth, the superimposition of a red right hand print. and everywhere the catalog of their lovemaking. Her nipples, pale umber coronets, grew ruddier and more swollen as the hot water struck them. She opened her mouth to speak and he motioned her to silence, letting the darkening aureoles of her breasts provide the final punctuation to the rubicund palimpsest.
His cock softened and Nico's sphincter muscles expelled his length. Her head lolled back against his shoulder, eyes closed, too heavy for the thin elegance of her neck, a peony blossom after a rainstorm. Nico didn't feel the first drops of pee as they trickled between her ass-cheeks and down her thighs, mingling as they did with the rivulets of hot water from the shower head. Soon James was pissing a river between her legs. She could feel the body-heated fluid splashing against the gaping rosebud of her asshole and dripping from the lips of her vagina. Nico's hand cupped her sex, and felt her own urine mingle with the water James' was making. It sprayed out between her fingers, over her thighs and plip-plopped onto the tiled floor at their feet. Her attention elsewhere, without a shadow of turning, Nico failed to notice the sparks flying upward and the words that James silently mouthed into her hair.
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