“So take one.”Janice stood and headed into the bedroom.The sound of water splashing into the tub of the master bath followed.Drawers opening and closing could also be heard.
Oh boy.From what I know of Janice, she didn’t stay behind to eat Rice Krispy treats.The girl knows what she wants—and takes it.And like before, I’m turned on by the thought of it.
Grunting, Giselle stood from the couch and worked her way into the bedroom.She frowned at the unmade bed and clothes lying around.I really need to tidy up, even for “surprise” visits.
In the master bath adjacent to the room, Janice sat on the edge of the wide, oval-shaped tub.Hot water jetted from the faucet.She poured bubble bath liquid from a container as loads of froth began to appear on the rising water.
“I found the bubble stuff under your sink,” Janice commented.“And that in a drawer.”She pointed to the counter without looking.
Leaning in the doorway on her crutches, Giselle froze in embarrassment.Her purple, vibrating dildo rested on the tile countertop.“I—”
“It’s waterproof, I’m impressed,” Janice continued.She tested the bath temperature, then looked over a shoulder at Giselle.“We’ll make good use of it as we bathe together.I’ll help you take your clothes off.”
“What about that girl you were with at the game?”she asked, embarrassed by the tremble in her voice.
Janice blew a raspberry.“Marissa?Oh, we’re not dating or anything.Do we sleep together every now and then?Sure.But right now, I want you.”
The direct statement sent a shiver through Giselle.I’ve never encountered anyone like Janice.Her brusqueness and a nonchalant outlook on life make her advances irresistible.Just like that time in the shower, I’m afraid…butexcited.
The girl stood, shook soapy water from her hand, then walked over.Janice took the crutches and leaned them against the counter.She guided Giselle to sit on the wide edge of the tub, then initiated the undressing.
Janice did not rush, but used the occasion to turn the simple act into something sensual.She knelt on the soft bath rug and reached out.The Sailer Moon t-shirt slid off Giselle, and unabashed hands caressed her bare shoulders, neck, and throat.Fingertips petted her arms, a downward slide until the young women held hands.Janice’s thumbs extended and tickled Giselle’s wrists, just over the sensitive pulse.As if pressing an adrenaline button, her heart crashed and a dry throat swallowed.
A twist of Janice’s fingers released the clasp on Giselle’s bra.Gentle palms stroked her breasts, loving passes under a feminine touch that exploded goosebumps on Giselle’s skin.Reddened nipples stood hard, stimulated by brisk swirls of Janice’s thumbs.The girl leaned forward and traced a tongue around the left nipple.A shock of pleasure shuddered Giselle, the warm wetness flicking across the sensitive nub.
Janice’s mouth moved to the right breast.Her lips stretched forth and wrapped the stiff nipple, pulling and suckling gently.She applied more force, mouth working and tongue rubbing the tip in a firm, moist seal.Giselle writhed on the edge of the tub, her hands gripping Janice’s shoulders.Her outer labia swelled and inner folds of her vagina loosened.She panted, back arched and moaning in the clutches of a girl who had mastered the art of teasing.
Janice pulled back, and her mouth released the nipple in a wet, forcefulpop.She patted Giselle’s thigh, and she complied by lifting her hips.Janice slid down the black sweats and stripped them off over the ankle cast.
Hooked fingers grasped the waistband of red panties.A slow, deliberate drag of the soft material down Giselle’s legs had her squirming again.Janice smiled as she observed the wet spot on the crotch of the panties.The undergarment gone, the tangy scent of Giselle’s arousal drifted in the air.
Now fully naked, her breathing increased and skin pebbled beneath Janice’s stern, hungry stare.The girl pushed opened Giselle’s legs, her nails raking lightly along the inner thighs.Giselle’s spine quaked, and a quiet moan escaped.Her heart thumped in a mad tempo.
On her knees, Janice scooted closer.Her teeth clamped down on Giselle’s inner thigh, not painful, but gripping the flesh like a lioness tasting its prey.She released the bite and kissed softly, sweet pecks leading to the engorged labia.Her velvety tongue probed along thick outer lips, savoring Giselle in long, slow traces.Teeth found the opposite thigh, this time in repeated nibbles along the upper leg.Lips kissed, tongue tasted, and head returned to the center.
Janice’s tongue slipped upward between the wet folds of Giselle’s vagina.The tip probed and pushed until it rested inside.Her tongue wiggled, retracted, and slipped back in.After a few moments, wet pressure lapped Giselle’s clit in repetitive flicks.Janice’s hot, panting breath wafted over Giselle’s crotch as the young woman licked and suckled.Eyes closed, Giselle cried out, scorching desire igniting her senses in giddiness.The room vanished.Her body floated.Her insides heated in pleasure, tingles spreading over every inch of her flesh as climax approached.
Janice abruptly pulled back.Giselle’s eyes snapped open.She stared at her guest in disbelief, irritated at the deprivation of an orgasm, her chest heaving in passion.I was about to explode, what the hell?The girl only smiled.
“Get on your knees and turn around,” Janice directed.“Hold the edge of the tub.”
Giving the young woman an icy glare, Giselle complied.Careful with her casted foot, she maneuvered into position on the soft bath rug.She spread her knees a bit and arched her back.Guess it’s time for the dildo?That’s okay, I’ll orgasm quick with that thing.
Her thought barely finished when a powerful slap rocked her butt.Unprepared, she nearly toppled forward into the tub.Her right butt cheek screamed, a fire burning on flesh.She looked back over a shoulder, but Janice snapped her fingers and raised an index finger in warning.Giselle quickly faced the wall.
Another loud, fleshy spank shuddered her body.Giselle hissed and squeezed her eyes shut as both cheeks flamed.She jumped when a pair of hands caressed her lower back in loving strokes.Fingernails tickled her ribs, lines and swirls dancing across her torso.Giselle shivered, then felt the press of lips on her back in repeated kisses.
Not able to see Janice, Giselle could only guess at the next action.A hard strike or gentle caress?Her heart hammered in anticipation.Anxiety forced a swallow.She trembled, stiff hands gripping the edge of the tub.It’s a game to her, and I’m the chess piece to be used and sacrificed.My gosh…I like it.
A relentless hand swatted Giselle’s butt.The force jiggled her right cheek and shook the flesh down her leg.The meaty impact sounded sharp in the confines of the restroom.Another hard spank on the left side wobbled her body.
Giselle panted.Her erect nipples danced on shaking breasts.Excessive stimulation oozed moisture from her vagina and wet the insides of her thighs in a slow trickle.Janice kissed between her shoulder blades.Hands reached under to massage her breasts and fondle sensitive nipples.Giselle swayed, moaning, nearly out of her mind in sexual craving.I hate Janice.This is killing me.But damn, I want more!
“Get in the tub.”
Oh, that bitch.Depriving me again!
A gentle pat on her rear spurred her to move.Janice helped Giselle climb into the soapy water until her shoulders rested against the inclined rear of the tub.The clever Bolt had already planned several steps ahead as she placed a folded towel on the edge for the casted foot to rest on and remain dry.
