Hot Wet Touches

Hot Wet Touches

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Claudia is a regally beautiful young woman, but she doesn't really believe it. Today, she and her two friends have only a relaxing day at the spa in mind. The girls frolic, chatter and unwind as planned, sampling all steamy, watery features on offer. They're naked, as is the European way. Then Claudia's friends leave her alone in a sauna with a male stranger, and the sexual tension begins to build. The viewpoint alternates between those of Claudia and Jake, as their paths slowly converge, until lust finally overcomes them both. WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT

Summary

Claudia is a regally beautiful young woman, but she doesn't really believe it. Today, she and her two friends have only a relaxing day at the spa in mind. The girls frolic, chatter and unwind as planned, sampling all steamy, watery features on offer. They're naked, as is the European way. Then Claudia's friends leave her alone in a sauna with a male stranger, and the sexual tension begins to build. The viewpoint alternates between those of Claudia and Jake, as their paths slowly converge, until lust finally overcomes them both. WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT

Content

Submitted: January 17, 2014

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Submitted: January 17, 2014

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Every muscle was surrendering to gravity. From her toes to her inner thighs to her lips and the tips of her ears, barely a part of her resisted sloth. As if by their own will, her hands flopped palms-up. Her sleepy leg muscles began to lose interest in supporting her bent knees, which began to slide open. But a feint voice deep in her mind sounded an instinctive warning not to display her sex quite so brazenly, and from somewhere she summoned enough care to heed it.

Claudia sensed the door opening in front of her. Her perceptions were fuzzy, drugged almost. But she opened one eye for a peek. A man. Thirties, maybe. Athletic and well-proportioned, as far as she could make out, but he was little more than silhouette. She retreated behind her heavy eyelids again, but her ears told her he was close. Stepping on the wood just behind her. The sound of settling, just above her.

Calmly, as if one place was as good as any other to him, he padded gently across the floor and then climbed around the supine beauty to the top tier. He settled, trying not to disturb anyone – especially not this delectable woman so exquisitely displayed - with excessive creaking of the wood. Then he tried to look cool.

He was anything but. Sitting cross-legged on the sauna bench, his eyes were perhaps four feet above her face. He shook his head in disbelief, so privileged and special was this view. Her shapely, toned body, in all its naked gorgeousness, stretched away to his right. With his head slightly bowed, it would have been the natural place for his eyes to fall, even if her body were of no interest. Not that that was ever likely for a red-blooded male like Jake! His cock stiffened every time he stole a glance. It was no accident that he’d taken a meditative pose, elbows on his knees and hands clasped in front of him.

Was this man feasting his eyes her naked, vulnerable body? Inspecting her as she lay nude for all the world to see? She wasn’t sure, and opening her eyes now risked an awkward catching of his gaze. She was too content to care much. She was abandoning herself to the slumber of a muggy, tropical afternoon. Let him look.

A contented sigh escaped her as she let herself go numb again, turning quietly comatose beneath the thick pall of heat. Nothing mattered any more. All was right.

Jake did not know where to look. Quite literally. So much allure. Focus on her breasts? But then, which one? Her slender torso as a whole, the better to appreciate how well those pleasant orbs blended into her sleek lines? Her legs, bent so that her right calf could be seen wobbling just a touch every time her knee drifted outward? Or should he stare her in the face, to remind himself of just what chiselled beauty this outstanding body belonged to?

He could not see much of her pubic area in the dim light. Only four lamps illuminated the cabin, and they were shielded in such a way as to create the effect of a large candle in each corner. From where he was sitting, he wouldn’t have seen her vagina even if she’d thrown her legs open. In this light, he couldn’t even swear if her patch was shaved or not. He could tell that there was no dark bush there, but a few manicured strands – and arrangement that always pleased him - would have been impossible to distinguish.

Instead, he found his eyes gravitating towards the three circular landmarks on gold-glowing front: her nipples and her belly button. From where he sat, sideways on and just above her, they made an appetizing triangle. He considered the belly button’s under-sold erotic value, noticing just how tantalizingly positioned it was from this angle. If his tongue were travelling from her breasts to her nether regions, he thought, the belly button stood as a last sentinel. He imagined that beyond that, her loins would begin to respond. That made her navel an exciting frontier.

A half-moon of shadow lay across her body, obscuring her near side. It started on her shoulder, took in her right breast, tapered away just past her belly button, then fell gently off her right thigh. It would take a master painter to capture the subtleties of this candle light, he thought. But all he had to do was feast his eyes.

Her nipples – the near one in the sombre shade and the far one in the honey light – were gentle definition at its best. He imagined they’d be an understated milky-pink in daylight. And just the right size for her cute little boobs. Even though she was lying stretched out on her back, he could tell they were small to medium in size.

She probably wants bigger ones, he thought to himself. But to him these were lovely. Gravity wouldn’t pull them this way and that. These breasts would sit proud and confident. He would caress one of them from behind, his other hand holding her close against him while his lips moved to meet her mouth… 

To find out what happens next, head over to http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00HPBZWA0 and grab my e-book for $0.99 on Amazon. Writing is not a sideline for me - I am a professional and it's what pays my rent. In other words, your business would be hugely appreciated!! Enjoy the rest of the story....and if you have any feedback or comments I would love to hear from you: jamesgrey2205@gmail.com.  xxxx


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