I can not remember when the visions became reality.
The dizziness in my head caused by the tonguing and the pleasuring of my pussy reached its top. The probing of my pussy made me weak and panting and the first waves of my orgasms started to kick in. She pushed herself against me, her breasts rocked against me in the rhythm of my spasms and she whispered again, in my ear, inside me.
"Wonderful, come for me. Share that wetness with me, I will take good care of you."
"Aawh!" was the only thing I could say with that delicious tongue outside my mouth. The screams were getting louder and louder.
I wasn't sure if I was already climaxing; it felt more intense than ever but it was still building up. The heath produced in my body was pushing against the inside of my pussy, almost a painful searing heat, ready to make me explode.
Will I be torn apart?
My screams made it sound like it, but the hot pressure inside me did not feel bad.
"AAAAah-!" I couldn't breathe.
It was too much, I exploded in such an intense orgasm my eyes were seeing black spots, growing as I squirted in my bathing water, on the blue woman's hand. My body was shaking like an epileptic, every muscle enjoyed the orgasm, everywhere intense, burning. That water could do this, make such enjoyable warmth from within my pleasure-hole.
My breath came back to me and I started to shout my sexual satisfaction. Not sure if I was screaming to hard and let to this, or if my orgasm too intense, but I fainted. The black spots covered the pretty smile above my head, while I was sinking in to the water.
Wondering if she would let me drown in the tub, even though I did not feel bad about that, the blackness overwhelmed me and the epic pleasure of my orgasm slipped away from me...
I slipped into dreams. The previous seemed so unreal, but I could feel it wasn't. This was less intense and felt just like dreaming. The wetness and sex were nothing less abundant, but it didn't arouse me or got me off as the waterling did.
Illusions of me, rubbing against a body, one of incredible softness and beauty with just one scary feature: it was me. I always enjoyed looking at myself and I am beautiful, but it was very different to actually do it with someone looking like yourself.
It was talking to me. Though I could not hear in my dreams, all I did was feel. And cum.
My consciousness tried to crawl out of the dream. It took I while to let it completely go, but finally I woke up in my bed. I found myself in a bed soaked, the thin sheets humid and fixed against my skin. The air was damp too, like steamy water. Like sex.
Again not sure what happened I opened my eyes. The darkness already covered my room and the disclosure of my eyes didn't add any information about my whereabouts and physical status, all I had were my feeling hearing and smell. And a dry mouth, what you truly wouldn't expect after making out with a person made of water.
My ear picked up the moving of sheets next to me. Feelings of tenderness and love for whatever it was that satisfied me, made me hope it was her. A heartbeat skipped as I finally asked her what has been going through my mind a few times now.
"What's happening?"
A moan went through the room, through me. Lust for that voice and for a body to love woke up in me. Intense idea's of sex and moistened labia, tongues swirling and lips dripping, fists clamping in sheets...
"What is happening... What happening is: I am satisfying you."
"Why?"
A touch went over me, stroking my body with a gentle coolness leaving a cold tightening feeling.
"I like you, and I know you would like my attention."
"Just for sex?"
The fingertips moved to my breasts, for the first time taking a more solid form and squeezing a kind sign of empathy.
"I want to be everything you want me to be."
LOVE
It was a feeling holding such an intense grasp on me that felt like my innards would rip and spill. It came from me, though, not from the other woman. She felt familiar inside me already, I would know if it was her. This really was me, begging for this chance for true love.
I tried to say it to her, but my breath got stuck on the way out.
This wasn't like me, I was introverted and solitaire, I have never ever felt like I needed someone, all I needed for an extra was a toy ones in a while. The rest was all on me, I am beautiful a paradigm of perfection. Obviously narcissistic and not stupid enough to refute that fact. I accepted myself as being this kind of independent.
A finger touched my lips, telling me without words that she already knew. I smiled but still with a huge knot in my stomach I felt a sob coming up.
"I'll be there for you."
A soft glowing light came over the room, every inch illuminated with a beautiful blue glow. Finally capable of seeing the body next to me, I turned around aching for her.
She must be beautiful.
And she was. Shockingly, in multiple ways. Her body was emitting the comforting light, her eyes and mouth a sensual shade darker. But the most surprising thing was her face and body. Very soft and slender, nice, perky c-cup, full round bottom, and a face as if I was looking into a mirror. Her looking like me didn't unsettle me at all, everything already seemed so unreal. She was, with no doubt, capable of something like this. Shape shifting.
She can glow, is made of water, why not metamorphous.
"You're..." I tried to talk, but the girl didn't let me. She bended over and placed her lips on mine. Silenced I wrapped my arms around her, she was amazing, comforting me with... well: me. Enjoying her body warmth and affection I moaned in ecstasy, sad I was not complete capable of telling her how I felt, but an infinite more happy that she made me feel this way.
She touched my chest, just between me breasts, feeling my heart, while her lips separated and slit in a tongue. I welcomed it as if someone dear to me had come home after a long time, and tightened my grip on her, rubbing my body against hers (mine?) and fondled the softness that was her breast. Her softness was entrancing and was only interrupted by the nipples poking my hand and gushes of water flowing from her body.
She excreted the water when I made her shiver, when I plucked her nipples with my finger or moved my clit against hers. She seemed to really like the grinding, moans coming from voids I couldn't see, but were everywhere. My name whispered inside my head and multiplying the feeling in my lower abdomen. Grinding against wetness I started to clam myself around her, pushing myself harder, grinding more furious against her. Aching to come again and willing to share it with the beauty on top of me, I screamed for an orgasm.
She allowed me to come, though it was obvious she wasn't near her release. I wasn't aware of it at the moment, I was just too busy with the intense flow of heat raging through my body, pushing out an orgasm that almost hurt my body. Every muscle tensed and felt like a part of the climax. Pushing further the end.
Again I came, grunting indefinable but with great relieve I slammed my body in the mass of water riding me, the tension flexing my muscles made me almost bite her tongue, still showing her agility in my mouth. But she kept grinding.
She talked in my head, she talked in my body, her words relighting the fire of a coming orgasm in my pussy. The goddess didn't let me down, she shoved me up my soaked bed in a open position and after grinding me she lifted herself. She seemed to flow in the air, shortly loosing logical proportions and moved herself down to my belly.
The agile tongue really did some work around my bellybutton while my slender body moved in arousal. I lifted my hips in a slow rhythm in sync with my sighs and giggles.
Her lips kissed down from my abdomen to where my hair started. Then a soft kiss on my outer labia, crushing my feelings to a warm, pink pulp of love and orgasms.
She whirled her tongue ones over my clit, slit a finger inside me and while it hooked itself on my right spot her tongue went on stroking my sensitivity.
She was rough inside my pussy, much rougher than when fingering me in the tub. I liked it. It made me come so har
d! Together with a suck on my clit I contracted my muscles tightening around her finger and leaked a little of my partners fluids. I did not stop cumming though, she kept moving and pounding, sliding extra fingers in every time I came, making me come faster and faster, her tongue and lips like a whirlpool on my pussy...
Something exploded behind my eyes, I did not faint, for I felt her let go of me, leaving me with one last euphoric orgasm. I dumbly smiled while again black blobs blurred my vision.
A complete, calm feeling poured into me with the void.
Floating in a watery emptiness with no objects to identify me with.
Am I dead?
"Of course not, sweet one."
I suddenly fell, through the void, but with my face pointed to the opposite direction of me falling I couldn't see where I was going. Still not in any form of panic, just peace, I enjoyed the wind and the game of the elemental pleasuring me.
You are amazing.
A lighthearted, loving laughter soared through the space.
"Lover, let me show you how amazing I am."
I swallowed in an anxious moment where the gravity almost pulled out my organs via my back.
Everything went lighter and the wind around me could have been a thunderstorm, so loud and scary.
Even though angst finally ran through me, very cold, very unpleasant, I kept my trust in the strange deity playing with me like a doll. A doll falling from the sky, finally seeing where she was going, a doll spinning towards waves of a vast ocean.
Some people say, that if you fall on water with a velocity high enough, you would experience it as crashing into concrete. How scared I was 50 feet from the surface, with that saying in my mind; that's how relieved I felt then feet lower. The sea took its arms out for me, like it wanted to hug me. In a transcended state of mind I tried to hug the ocean, begging it to make me feel like it did in my bathroom. The tentacles of the sea lightly touched me, caressing my body with the cool wetness and guided me to the surface. The roaring greatness of the mass of water overcame me. Pulled under I felt one with the sea, with every sea covering earths soil, with every drop of water. I suddenly understood things I could never have thought of on my own.
She helped me understand so much, so much about life, love and sex. Not just that one day; for the rest of my life. She didn't stop loving me when all other humans were gone, even when the global streams of the oceans stopped.
She talked to me and made me feel loved and I loved her back.
The End.
First time Watersports
I'm not sure if it was the booze, or us talking during dinner about how things had got maybe a little routine, but after my wife and I got back from our anniversary dinner and drinks, we ended up having some of the hottest sex we had had in a long time. She even broke new ground and we did something neither of us had before.
I walk in to the bathroom wearing my robe to brush my teeth and maybe jump in for a quick shower before bed, and I notice my wife's already in there, sitting on the toilet. "Oh, sorry, didn't see you go in." I say and start to turn around to give her privacy.
"Don't be silly, I'm just going pee, I'll be done in a minute." She replies. So I step up and start brushing my teeth. I'm brushing for a moment before I realize I haven't heard her making any sounds. I turn to her with an inquiring glance. "I don't know what happened," she says, "maybe I just can't go in front of you."
Seeing her sitting there with her little lace panties down past her knees, legs partly open allowing me to see just a wisp of her curly landing strip; I realized her head was at exactly waist height. I grinned a little slyly and pointed this out, "Do you realize what you are at the perfect height for?"
Her eye aligned with my crotch and a knowing smile crept across her face, "Well, look at that...why don't you bring that over here a little closer?" she said with an evil grin of her own. I stepped over to where she sat on her porcelain throne and opened my robe; she leaned forward and took my rapidly swelling cock into her awaiting mouth. Her fingers wrapped around the base of my shaft and began her slow pumping in no time at all my dick was at full staff. I held her shoulders with one hand as I lovingly stroked the back of her head and neck with the other. Her blow jobs have always been great, she has an enthusiasm rarely seen in women, but this one seems destined to be one to remember. The way she moans with her lips wrapped tight around my shaft, sends tingling vibrations though my balls. She works with nothing less than pure enthusiasm as her mouth slides up and down my cock, coating it heavily in saliva.
Her hand slips between her legs as her heads bobs up and down on my shaft. I see her forearm rise and lower, I know she's rubbing herself. Getting her pussy even wetter, fingering her pink little slit until it shines with her juice. I can tell she's getting even hotter by the way her tempo increases, and her moans fill my ears. She removes her hand from between her legs and brushes her fingers across my balls. I can feel their slickness as her fingertips reach under my sack and explore further. I moan in approval and widen my stance slightly to give her better access as her slippery finger tips find my puckered backdoor. "Oh baby," I moan as she gently teases me with her wet fingers, "......that's the ticket," I whisper as she gently slides a finger up inside my dark hole. I'm panting deliriously as she reaches her first, then second knuckle, finger fucking my ass and tickling my prostate as her mouth is filled with my meat.
Her lips pop off the top from time to time with an obscene slurp. Her pink tongue slides up and down and over the sides, dropping down occasionally to engulf my heavy balls. She is working her mouth over my shaft, sucking hard on the tip, as her hand strokes my rigid length, and her finger is working it's magic as it continues to slide in and out of me. She takes me in deep, stifling a slight gag, and holds me there as I hear another of her sexy tinkling sounds. She keeps me in her mouth as she lets as few drops of golden nectar flow from her pussy and into the water below, sounding like little golden chimes. I have never heard such an erotic sound before. The combination of her tongue dancing on my cock and that sound will forever be joined in my ears.
She disengages her mouth from my swollen prick and catches her breath. She wipes a little wetness from the corner of her eyes, "Damn, you got my eyes watering there, big boy...whew...god, look at this prick! Are you going to fuck me good with this now?" She squeezes the base hard, causing it swell to a dark purple.
I hold the back of her head in my hand and bend down to kiss her deeply on the mouth. My tongue dancing with hers, tasting the musk of my own cock on her breath. "You ready for a good, hard fuck?" I growl in her ear. She moans softly that she is. I tighten my fingers a little pulling her hair taunt between them, not quite enough to hurt her, just enough to show a little strength and power. "Are you sure?" I ask wanting to make sure she is ready to play my game.
"...use me..." is her whispered reply and I knew she was mine. Reaching back I slowly pull her fingers from my ass and pull her to her feet. I spin her around to face the counter and push her over the sink. She's bent at the waist, her face in the mirror and her huge tits filling the sink basin. I grab an ample ass cheek in each hand and, lowering myself behind her, I spread her cheeks wide for me. My head swims as I inhale deeply and smell her crotch for the first time that night. I can smell her sweat and arousal, but now there is a new scent for me to enjoy. Her fresh wetness from her piss. I open my mouth and place my tongue against her clit, visible and erect, and begin licking upwards slowly, over every crease and fold of her pussy.
Never before have I tasted such beauty. Her pussy has always intoxicated me with it's flavor but tonight it was so much more, the added arousal, the sweat from the long walk , but mostly there was an all together new taste: her golden pee. I smelt it before I tasted it, but when it hit my tongue, I swear I saw fireworks. Slightly bitter, and with a tang I tasted in the back of my mouth. It was warmer than her pussy cream, if that's even possible, but had such a thin consistency; it coated my tongue in an instant.
My tongue quickly co
ntinued path up across her cunt, eager to explore all she has to offer. My tongue sinks inside when it passes over the entrance to her tunnel and I pull it out, thick with her cream, as I continue my mouths' accent to her ass. When I reach her final tight hole, my lips encircle their prize and I dive in with gusto. I get lost rimming her sweet bung. Her tight ring of muscles contact and grab at my tongue as I slowly but firmly probe as deep as I can reach with my squirming, pink tongue.
I pull back and admire her wonderful ass. I have never seen it so soon after sitting on the toilet and there is still a red ring from the circular lid pressed into her fleshy ass checks. For some reason, seeing her ass still have the visible ring from the toilet seat turns me on even more and I cannot keep my face from between her legs. I notice a few errant streaks of her pee running down her thighs. I open my mouth and lick up the inside of each thigh from the knee to her sweet V in the middle, not leaving a single sweat drop behind. I focus on where her legs meet and begin devouring her pussy with abandon. Licking around her thighs, running my tongue up inside her pink folds looking for another taste of her gold. I murmur with my mouth full of her hot cunt, "It tastes so good, it tastes so sweet...more.....give me more..." She reaches under, and spreads her lips with her fingers in a wide V. I open for the treat, and she releases it to me, another spoonful of her golden nectar straight from her cunt onto my waiting tongue. I swear, as her pee hits my tongue it hits me, like a bolt of electricity, the pure wildness, my wife is pissing in my face, and I am LOVING IT! My cock had never been as hard as it was at that instant.
I pull my mouth off her and savor the taste of her warm, fresh pee. I swish it around like the fine wine it is. As I squat behind her licking her pissy pussy, I am staring right at her brown eye, right at the target for my cock. I know I'm going to fuck her ass, and at that moment I know exactly how. I swallow half of what she gave she me and spit the other half right onto her back door. Before she can fully react, I stand up and with hand on my cock and the other at her shoulder; I drive my steel-hard dick right up her asshole. The sound she makes as I violate her ass is music to my ears. Half scream, half grunt, and all moan.
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