Cross Contamination Pt. 09 - Sex Stories

Cross Contamination Pt. 09

... some creamy soap from a bottle into his palm. He rubbed his hands together to froth it up and murmured "Bath time, Kitten."

His slick hands slid first down her sides, and behind as they reached her hips, slipping down to cup her ample butt, and in the process, pulling her close into an embrace. After spending a few seconds kneading the lather into her cheeks, the hands slid further up her back, forcing her tits to crush against Victor's hard, muscled chest, and making Gina's breath catch in a gasp. She could feel his cock stirring as he got his hands on her body, pressing against her soft and vulnerable belly and making her cheeks flush. After another squirt of soap, Victor dropped to a knee and began working the delicious-smelling soap into her legs, front and back. She couldn't help herself from watching him move. Even like this, on one knee below her, he didn't look weak or lowly. His shiny muscles, water cascading off of them, had the coiled power and control of a jungle cat. A faint smile played on his lips as his hands played up her thighs, straying closer and closer to the throbbing, needy center of her sexuality.

He stood suddenly, getting another handful of liquid from the bottle. "Eyes closed, pet," he commanded. Gina closed her eyes just in time for him to work soap into the skin of her face with firm but gentle hands. "We need to leave this for a few minutes," She heard his voice say confidently, "Just enough time to do your front." His arm gripped hers ...

... tightly as he spun her around, and suddenly his slippery hands were on her tits, sliding, pinching, and groping. Gina cried out, partially from surprise, partially from the intense stimulation. Her eyes opened briefly from the shock, but were forced closed again from the stinging goo still on her face, leaving her blindly enduring the assault from Victor's roaming hands. Victor's hands squeezed her breasts out, immediately making her feel like a cow being milked. His fingers found her nipples and squeezed, his expert grip knowing the exact border between pleasure and pain and riding the line. Gina's breath was coming in harsh pants as Victor's hands finally slid their way slowly down between her legs.

Gina felt like she was on fire, without even thinking about it, she spread her legs wider to welcome her master's fingers. Victor knew what he was doing, his fingers delicately moved and twisted, plunging deeply one moment, then teasing the next. Gina felt a deep moan involuntarily pass her lips, sounding more animal than human. She was grinding her hips forward into Victor's strong fingers with a swirling motion, trying to chase the delicious sensation, giving herself completely to this terrible man.

Suddenly Victor's hands dropped away, and Gina was about to anxiously ask him what happened, to tell him not to stop when she was so close. Then she felt him slide his huge cock up between her thighs. She could feel it's hot, stiff length laying pressed against her pussy, feel ...