Wet slides into the warm, bubbly bath water; sighing as the jets massage her aching muscles. She glances down at her body, noticing the faint bite marks scattered across her skin. A shiver runs down her spine, not from the cool air; but from the memory of Eric's teeth sinking into her flesh as he fucked her rough and raw.
"Fuck, you really left your mark on me," she says to herself; tracing a particularly deep mark on her inner thigh with her finger.
She closes her eyes and lets out a moan, as the water laps at her sensitive clit. She's still sore from earlier encounters, but the ache only serves to turn her on even more. She reaches down and begins to gently wash herself, relishing the feeling of the warm water and soap against her sensitive skin.
Her fingers drift down to her pussy and she parts her labial lips, letting the water flow over her swollen flesh. She gasps as she touches her clit, already sensitive from earlier vigorous mating. She begins to circle her fingers around it; her breath coming in short, sharp pants, as she builds up to an orgasm.
"Goddamn, I'm so fucking wet," she mutters; her fingers slipping easily through her folds.
She imagines it's Eric's fingers, his tongue, his cock inside her; and she can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She slips a finger inside herself, feeling the walls of her pussy clench around it. She adds a second finger, fucking herself harder and faster; as she moans Eric's name. She can feel the orgasm building, her whole body tensing, as she gets closer and closer.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," she gasps, her fingers moving faster and faster.
She throws her head back and let out a loud moan as she cums; her pussy pulsing around her fingers. She rides out the waves of pleasure with her body shuddering; as she comes down from her high. She slips her fingers out of her pussy and leans back against the tub, her heart racing; and her skin flushed. She can still feel the aftershocks of her orgasm; her pussy still sensitive and swollen.
She opens her eyes and looks down at her body; the bite marks still visible on her skin. She runs her fingers over them, feeling a mix of pain and pleasure. She smiles to herself, knowing that she will be due for more soon.
"I can't wait to see what they do to me next," Wet says; her voice husky with desire.
She closes her eyes and lets the water wash over her; her mind filled with thoughts of next rendezvous sex, and the things they'll do together. She knows that this is just the beginning, and can't wait to see where the adventures take her.
Nate, the best man, is already in and steps into the bathroom; the steam hitting his face like a warm embrace. The shower is running; and through the glass door, he sees her - WET, her body glistening with water and soap. Her dark hair is sticking to her shoulders; her eyes closed in ecstasy as the water cascades down her body.
"Hey there, big boy," she says; opening her eyes and giving Nate a wicked grin. "Fancy joining me?"
He doesn't need to be asked twice. He strips off his clothes and steps into the shower with her; the water now hot and inviting.
He anounces he is the one who named her "Wet". Wet blinks her eyes and says "because you knew ahead of time that you can catch me bathing?" He winks teasing that she will get to know in a while with him exploring her.
He pulls her close, feeling her wet, naked body pressed against his. His hands explore her curves, his fingers tracing the lines of her hips, her waist, her ass.
"Mmm, you feel so good," she moans; her hands running through his hair, pulling him closer.
He can't help but agree. He kisses her, their tongues intertwining, tasting the sweetness of her lips. His hands continuing to roam, cupping her breasts, feeling their weight in his palms, and his thumbs brushing over her nipples.
