May 1, 2025 • 19 mins
This Weeks' Choice:
Thanks to last week's vote, this week you embrace total passion with two men, who both fill you in ways that you've never experienced before. You then take a bath and are joined by a sensuous woman whose sly question of "Are you dirty?" receives an appropriate response. You dry yourself and enter a new room, where you are presented with two more passionate choices. Both lead to new experiences, but you can only pick one. So unleash your passionate imagination and... choose.
Voting for this episode of Choose ends at midnight on May 5. Embrace your desires and vote for the story we produce in the next episode at choosemypleasure.vote.
This Season's Story:
This season of Choose is titled The House and written by best-selling erotic romance author Cassie Alexander. You can find out more about Cassie here.
Want to read the book version of season one's choices? You can find it here!
More Passionate Stories For You:
And don't forget to check out our host's erotica podcast. It's hotter than a Summer beach! Roxy's Erotic Whispers.
Thanks to last week's vote, this week you embrace total passion with two men, who both fill you in ways that you've never experienced before. You then take a bath and are joined by a sensuous woman whose sly question of "Are you dirty?" receives an appropriate response. You dry yourself and enter a new room, where you are presented with two more passionate choices. Both lead to new experiences, but you can only pick one. So unleash your passionate imagination and... choose.
Voting for this episode of Choose ends at midnight on May 5. Embrace your desires and vote for the story we produce in the next episode at choosemypleasure.vote.
This Season's Story:
This season of Choose is titled The House and written by best-selling erotic romance author Cassie Alexander. You can find out more about Cassie here.
Want to read the book version of season one's choices? You can find it here!
More Passionate Stories For You:
And don't forget to check out our host's erotica podcast. It's hotter than a Summer beach! Roxy's Erotic Whispers.
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Speaker 1 (00:02):
Hello, my lovelies. I'm Roxy Callahan, your host of Choose.
Thank you so much for listening and taking part. This
season isn't titled The House, and it was written by
the amazingly talented Cassie Alexander. You can find more of
her work at Cassielexander dot com. The vote was loud
(00:26):
and clear after episode one. If you're in bed with
two men, having them both inside you at the same
time is clearly a desire women share. After all, who
doesn't want to be filled completely? You have very different
options at the end of this episode, but before then,
let's enjoy how you answered when we asked you to choose.
Speaker 2 (00:53):
If you had heard the two beautiful men wanted to
serve you yesterday, you wouldn't have believed it. But now,
after being here, you sit up and scoot higher up
in the bed, pulling off of the darker man's cock,
making him groan. You look from one to the other
and smile wickedly. I'm sorry if he felt ignored. The
(01:15):
blonde instantly shakes his head.
Speaker 3 (01:18):
Not at all. We're only here to serve. If you're happy,
then we're happy.
Speaker 2 (01:24):
That's nice to hear your coy smile provides a deeper message,
stay right there. Then you look to the darker man,
his lips part. He's still ready.
Speaker 3 (01:37):
For you, Mistress of the house.
Speaker 2 (01:41):
You can tell by looking at him that he would
like to continue, but is waiting to hear what you decide.
Come here, please. You gesture for him to lay down
by your side. He does as you tell him, laying
down alongside you.
Speaker 4 (01:56):
You lift your leg up and settle it over his hip.
Speaker 2 (02:00):
Hawkhners you again, readily fits into you like a hand
meeting a glove, and you moan, it's hard not to
just concentrate on this. It's easy to be distracted, But
you've been given a chance to live life to the fullest,
at least for one night. And what could be more
fulfilling than you reach behind you and find the blonde
(02:21):
there watching you, and you put a hand on his
aching cock. Now that you know where it is, you
take your hand to your mouth and lick it, getting
it good and wet. Distracted as you do so by
the strong, thorough thrusts of the darker man's cock. Stop
he does. You reach back with your wet hand to
slick it along the blonde man's shaft. He moans as
(02:44):
you touch him, and you twist back to see the
look in his eyes.
Speaker 4 (02:48):
He wants in, he wants in you.
Speaker 2 (02:51):
You arch forward into the darker man, leveraging up your leg,
exposing yourself to him. The blonde man lays down behind you,
his chest against your back, the head of his cock
and the cleft of your ass.
Speaker 3 (03:05):
Slowly, of course, mistress.
Speaker 2 (03:09):
The head of his cock finds your asshole and pushes
gently against it. It's a strange feeling, but not bad,
and slowly, inch by inch he works his spit wet
cock inside of you. He lets out a guttural groan
when he shaft deep, and soon he's buried up to
the hilt.
Speaker 4 (03:27):
They both are in you.
Speaker 2 (03:29):
Nerve endings have never sunnen these songs before, of raw
pleasure and sheer decadence. When they slowly begin to move again,
it's almost overwhelming. The pressure of their bodies pressed up
against you on either side, hands everywhere, stroking skin, massaging breasts,
cupping asses. When one slides out, the other slides in,
(03:50):
so it's like you're on a ride that doesn't have
an end. They both feel good in such different ways.
The confusion makes your head spin and when the blonde
one reaches around to kiss you, as his hands find
and begin to play with your clit.
Speaker 4 (04:03):
It's the final straw. The darker man kisses.
Speaker 2 (04:06):
You next, as the blonde one fucks your ass harder,
reaching in between all the skin and pressure to play
against your folds, feeling the darker man's cockslide in and
out of you, and taking the witness there to use
to rub on you under your slick sweet spot while
with powerful groaning strokes he owns your house. The darker
man bites your nipple and starts fucking you just as hard.
(04:29):
Their cocks are like pistons inside you, twin to meet
your pleasure, destined to keep fucking you until you give
up all sense, all illusion of control. You scream as
sensations roll across your body head to toe. There isn't
a nerve fiber left in your body that was not
part of your orgasm. You know, because you spasmodically twitch
(04:50):
again and again the aftershocks of such intense pleasure, unwilling
to leave you. The good thing is they aren't done.
They dance with you, grunning between them, ass and pussy tight.
Speaker 4 (05:02):
The friction they're building is otherworldly, and.
Speaker 2 (05:05):
The heat the fire you thought was passed, was merely
the first wave of what so much desire is capable of.
The blonde is still rubbing your clit, and the darker
man's mouth is all over your breasts, cutting in with
his stubble, and you're just holding on for dear life
until the fire rages up again and consumes all of you.
Everything is white for one pure, sharp moment of ecstatic glory,
(05:29):
and you hear the blonde custs slow under his breath,
and the darker man makes a deliciously primal sound as
he cries out loud inside of you. Their cocks are pulsing,
filling you back in front with cum. Your mouth is
at the darker man's throat, tasting as sweat as the
blonde holds you, and all three of you stay there,
(05:50):
pulled together for one last precious moment before exhaustion sets
in and gravity pulls you apart. You stay tangled with
the for what seems like an hour as the part
of you that soared off with pleasure slowly returns, and reality,
or some version thereof, settles in. You move, and the
(06:10):
key around your wrist is cool, and you remember that
there are other doors. Kissing both men one final time.
You stand up, pick up your clothing, and make your
way out of the room. You pass a small bathroom
on your way out and take the opportunity to clean
yourself up before dressing again. When you emerge into the hallway,
it feels full of opportunity. The same doors are there
(06:34):
as before, as is the butler waiting politely. There's still
a bath being drawn behind the white door, and the
idea of a bath seems not just like a good idea,
but another luscious sensory experience. You open the white door
and go in. You would have assumed you'd never see
anything as ornate as the Grand Haul again in your life,
(06:56):
But no, it is even more elaborate in here. Every
surface is covered in white marble, and what isn't marble
is gold, and you get the feeling that the gold
is real. The room is dominated by a tub that
looks like a giant's teacup, and steam is rising from
the surface. You wonder who began to draw it and
where they went, but they're not here right now. There's
(07:19):
nowhere for them to hide. You want past a low
table with carved feet piled high with white towels to
the tub's side. There's another table, closer yet, set with
bas salts of different colors and marble bowls beside bathing implements, sponges, soaps,
and washcloths. You take a handful of the purple salts
and throw it into the tub, and the scent of
(07:40):
lavender wafts up. Without thinking about how crazy this could be,
you shrug out of your top and braw and pull
off your skirt and underwear and toss them to the
side and sink in.
Speaker 4 (07:51):
The only thing you're wearing.
Speaker 2 (07:52):
Is the bracelet with the key, and you feel it
thung against the bottom of the tub. The water is
just the right temperature, hot enough to penetrate your muscles
and warm your bones, and the scent is divine. You
let out a sigh as the water envelops you completely
up to your neck. Then you hold your breath and
dip in until all of you is covered. You stay under,
(08:15):
thinking that even if you just stay in here for
the whole night, your time here will have been well spent.
When you resurface, you realize you're not alone. There's a
woman as light skin does the statues outside with short
tussled orange red hair, wearing only a bathrobe. Who are you?
You don't feel naked, even though you are. You feel majestic,
(08:38):
as though this really were your own tub.
Speaker 5 (08:41):
I'm here to help you bathe if you'd like.
Speaker 4 (08:45):
Are you dirty?
Speaker 2 (08:47):
She walks to the tub and leans over to set
the drain and faucet to allow two people. Her bathroom
falls open, and you can see the curve of one small,
high breast, although the nipple is hidden. Sometimes you try
to play along and join the nuindo. She smiles at
this and picks up another handful of the bath salts
to sprinkle in the water beside you. Then she stands
(09:10):
and unbelts her robe. She lets it fall to the
ground at her ankles by the clothing you've already shed,
and gestures you forward in the tub. You move to
accommodate her, and she sinks in, sighing as the heat
hits her, just like it did you prior. You can't
see her behind you, but you hear her pick something up,
and soon you feel a sponge wielded by expert hands
(09:33):
against your back. The sponge is real, one of those
kinds that only rich people can afford, and She scrubs
at you, applying enough pressure to make your skin sing,
lifting your hair out of the way to.
Speaker 4 (09:45):
Wash your neck.
Speaker 2 (09:46):
You feel her hands at your shoulders, your rib cage,
your flank, and the top of your ass, small circles
as she massages you clean, and when she is done
with all of the skins she can reach, she leans forward.
Speaker 4 (09:59):
To whisper in your.
Speaker 5 (10:01):
Turn around.
Speaker 4 (10:03):
You do so.
Speaker 2 (10:04):
It's a mark of how large this tub is that
you can both comfortably face one another in it. Your
legs are spread on either side of her, and you
would feel awkward if she warn't just as naked as you.
She smiles and picks up your right hand and starts
scrubbing at it front and back. You can't help but
notice that the water hits her at her nipple line,
and that her pubic hair is the same color as
(10:25):
her hair, only darker because it's wet. She makes her
way up one arm and then the other, and then
begins at your neck. You lift her chin up for
her so that she can reach all of you, and
the circle slow down, becoming more precise as her hand
washes down your chest. You're embarrassed at how quickly you
start to breathe, but you don't want to tell her
(10:46):
to stop. The sponge scripts gently at your breast, leaving
soft washes of red in its way. Because she makes
larger circles, cleaning more of your skin, careful not to
touch your nipples, which oddly makes up one to be
touched more more. When she stops with a smile and
then begins again at your feet, it's hard not to
tell her to go back up to where she was.
(11:07):
You think you could order her to do so, and
consider doing such, but as she washes and meets her
way up your calves, you discover you'd rather find out
what she has in mind. She slows as she reaches
your knees, washing one then the other, and then begins
on your thighs, leading up in long strokes. Your lips
part open. You think you know what is coming, but
(11:29):
you both do and do not want to be sure.
The not knowing is what makes it delicious, you realize,
and she rubs the rough sponge up your inner thigh.
You lean back, and she strokes up again, this time
on the other and there's no way not to gasp,
hoping that she'll do more. Hearing this, she pauses and
looks up at you. Her cheeks are as flushed as yours,
(11:51):
and both of her nipples are hard, and you realize
that you're not the only one in this tub turned on.
Speaker 5 (11:56):
I have to clean all of you.
Speaker 4 (11:58):
Yes, yes, you do.
Speaker 2 (12:01):
You're not entirely sure what to do, as you've never
fucked a stranger in a strange tub before, but you
know it feels good, and you lean forward. Her body
slides up against yours, frictionless in the water, and you
can feel her smooth skin pressed to yours in a
thousand different places as you kiss her on full soft
lips kisses you back. Her lips are softer than a man's,
(12:24):
more generous and sweet, and her tongue hesitates, then kisses
you ravenously. One of your hands holds you up, the
other finds her neck, her breast, her skin. Her hand
is at your ass, pulling you forward. Your legs tangle
together beneath the water line. You set your knee down
between her thighs, and she gasps as she rubs her
pussy on it. She lets out a moan and rubs again,
(12:47):
her perk, breasts parting the waves. You lap at her nipples,
drinking in as much water as air, and then they disappear,
pulled down so she can grind herself harder into you.
The water makes you float, so they have to fight
to stay against her, and then her hand finds the
folds of your pussy and rubs against them, the slickness
(13:07):
of your own body joining the slickness of the way
as she makes helping to anchor you down. You take
the hand that isn't holding you up and plunge it
down to meet her between her thighs and touch her
like she's touching you. You test, pushing a finger inside
of her. This makes her shudder until she does the
same to you, and then you're both caught on one another,
(13:27):
twin mermaids being pulled out of the sea, rocking back
and forth, pushing in and then pulling out to rub
against one another's clits. Her fingers pulse in time with
the waves. You return the pleasure as you kiss her
her mouth, her neck, her breasts. Her fingers pulse in
time with the waves, and you return the pleasure as
(13:47):
you kiss her her mouth, her neck, her breasts, and
the pressure inside you mounts with each motion she makes,
trapping you as you trap her, unable to think clearly anymore.
Get against skin and against skin against skin. Her hand
trembles inside of you, and you know from the expression
on her face that she's almost there, that you've almost
(14:08):
made her come in the palm of your hand. You've
kept your fingers deep inside of her. But as she nears,
there's more space still, and you push harder to find
the depths of it, calling it out from her. Watching
her mouth part as her own hand rides deeper into you,
you feel like you're drowning. Even though you're not looking
down at her. You see her lips parted with need,
(14:29):
and her hips start to thrash at your hand as
her other hand pulls you close that she can go deeper,
pulsing frantically until you're both bucking waves of water spilling
out over the tub's edge, til you both cry out
half a second behind the other, not sure who came first.
As waves of a different sort ripple through the water.
As your pleasure makes you thrash, your moans and her
(14:52):
moones fade, and there's only the sound of the water
slapping lightly against the tub's side, like an asp being slept.
She smiles up at you, wide and earnest, and it's
impossible for you not to smile back. Then she stands
before you in all of her naked glory, and steps
out of the tub, grabbing a towel, not for modesty's sake,
(15:15):
but merely to dry off.
Speaker 4 (15:17):
See you soon. I hope you feel she means it.
Speaker 2 (15:21):
You're unsure what to say back, but you rest your
hands on the edge of the tub and watch her go.
The only thing you're sure of now is that you
want to know what the rest of the house has
in store for you. You stand and dry yourself off
with one of the luxurious towels. Your clothing on the
floor seems out of place against the rest of the bathroom,
so you pick a bathroom up and put it on.
(15:43):
You sinch its silken tie around your waist, and head
to the back of the bathroom. If you hadn't seen
a woman walk through, you wouldn't have known there was
a door there. The seam is barely visible. The only
thing that gives it away for sure is a tiny
gold embossed discutcheon that your shore will fit your silver key.
You hold your key up straight and press it in
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and turn and hear something deep inside the wall unlock.
The marble spins like a mad scientist's bookcase in a movie,
allowing you entry into a dark hall with a distant light.
You take the key out and step in in the
door slide shot behind you and up ahead you hear
two gasps. Unable to find your way back, you go
(16:25):
towards the light at the end of the hall, where
the gasping sounds are becoming low moans.
Speaker 4 (16:30):
Reaching the doorway, you feel safe again.
Speaker 2 (16:33):
Inside the room, everything's bathed in warm and welcoming light,
including the two women making out on a massive white bed.
White columns of fabric hanging from a vaulted ceiling hide
the rest of the rooms decor. The redhead from the
bath sees you first and startles, looking bashful.
Speaker 5 (16:51):
I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself, Mistress, I was still
turned on.
Speaker 2 (16:55):
The woman she was kissing has black features, dark hair,
and full lips that she's using. The smile indulgently at you.
Underneath the sheets, their legs are twined and you don't
see any hands. Someone's hand slides under the sheets at
hip hepe and the redhead breathes roughly, still looking at you, Mistress,
Is this where you want to be. As you nod,
(17:18):
the redhead's face flushes with relief. You're not sure what's
in store here, but you definitely don't want to go.
Her breath catches again, and you wonder what the darker
haired woman is doing to her hidden by the sheets. Please,
you're not who she's asking. Don't make her stop her
breath hitches.
Speaker 3 (17:39):
Why would she make me stop when she can join.
Speaker 2 (17:42):
The black woman looks back at you with hunger in
her eyes. You have two very simple, delicious choices this week.
One do you watch or two do you join in?
You have five based to vote. You don't need to
(18:02):
hold back. Unleash your passionate choice and vote at Choose
My Pleasure Dot vote
Hello, my lovelies. I'm Roxy Callahan, your host of Choose.
Thank you so much for listening and taking part. This
season isn't titled The House, and it was written by
the amazingly talented Cassie Alexander. You can find more of
her work at Cassielexander dot com. The vote was loud
(00:26):
and clear after episode one. If you're in bed with
two men, having them both inside you at the same
time is clearly a desire women share. After all, who
doesn't want to be filled completely? You have very different
options at the end of this episode, but before then,
let's enjoy how you answered when we asked you to choose.
Speaker 2 (00:53):
If you had heard the two beautiful men wanted to
serve you yesterday, you wouldn't have believed it. But now,
after being here, you sit up and scoot higher up
in the bed, pulling off of the darker man's cock,
making him groan. You look from one to the other
and smile wickedly. I'm sorry if he felt ignored. The
(01:15):
blonde instantly shakes his head.
Speaker 3 (01:18):
Not at all. We're only here to serve. If you're happy,
then we're happy.
Speaker 2 (01:24):
That's nice to hear your coy smile provides a deeper message,
stay right there. Then you look to the darker man,
his lips part. He's still ready.
Speaker 3 (01:37):
For you, Mistress of the house.
Speaker 2 (01:41):
You can tell by looking at him that he would
like to continue, but is waiting to hear what you decide.
Come here, please. You gesture for him to lay down
by your side. He does as you tell him, laying
down alongside you.
Speaker 4 (01:56):
You lift your leg up and settle it over his hip.
Speaker 2 (02:00):
Hawkhners you again, readily fits into you like a hand
meeting a glove, and you moan, it's hard not to
just concentrate on this. It's easy to be distracted, But
you've been given a chance to live life to the fullest,
at least for one night. And what could be more
fulfilling than you reach behind you and find the blonde
(02:21):
there watching you, and you put a hand on his
aching cock. Now that you know where it is, you
take your hand to your mouth and lick it, getting
it good and wet. Distracted as you do so by
the strong, thorough thrusts of the darker man's cock. Stop
he does. You reach back with your wet hand to
slick it along the blonde man's shaft. He moans as
(02:44):
you touch him, and you twist back to see the
look in his eyes.
Speaker 4 (02:48):
He wants in, he wants in you.
Speaker 2 (02:51):
You arch forward into the darker man, leveraging up your leg,
exposing yourself to him. The blonde man lays down behind you,
his chest against your back, the head of his cock
and the cleft of your ass.
Speaker 3 (03:05):
Slowly, of course, mistress.
Speaker 2 (03:09):
The head of his cock finds your asshole and pushes
gently against it. It's a strange feeling, but not bad,
and slowly, inch by inch he works his spit wet
cock inside of you. He lets out a guttural groan
when he shaft deep, and soon he's buried up to
the hilt.
Speaker 4 (03:27):
They both are in you.
Speaker 2 (03:29):
Nerve endings have never sunnen these songs before, of raw
pleasure and sheer decadence. When they slowly begin to move again,
it's almost overwhelming. The pressure of their bodies pressed up
against you on either side, hands everywhere, stroking skin, massaging breasts,
cupping asses. When one slides out, the other slides in,
(03:50):
so it's like you're on a ride that doesn't have
an end. They both feel good in such different ways.
The confusion makes your head spin and when the blonde
one reaches around to kiss you, as his hands find
and begin to play with your clit.
Speaker 4 (04:03):
It's the final straw. The darker man kisses.
Speaker 2 (04:06):
You next, as the blonde one fucks your ass harder,
reaching in between all the skin and pressure to play
against your folds, feeling the darker man's cockslide in and
out of you, and taking the witness there to use
to rub on you under your slick sweet spot while
with powerful groaning strokes he owns your house. The darker
man bites your nipple and starts fucking you just as hard.
(04:29):
Their cocks are like pistons inside you, twin to meet
your pleasure, destined to keep fucking you until you give
up all sense, all illusion of control. You scream as
sensations roll across your body head to toe. There isn't
a nerve fiber left in your body that was not
part of your orgasm. You know, because you spasmodically twitch
(04:50):
again and again the aftershocks of such intense pleasure, unwilling
to leave you. The good thing is they aren't done.
They dance with you, grunning between them, ass and pussy tight.
Speaker 4 (05:02):
The friction they're building is otherworldly, and.
Speaker 2 (05:05):
The heat the fire you thought was passed, was merely
the first wave of what so much desire is capable of.
The blonde is still rubbing your clit, and the darker
man's mouth is all over your breasts, cutting in with
his stubble, and you're just holding on for dear life
until the fire rages up again and consumes all of you.
Everything is white for one pure, sharp moment of ecstatic glory,
(05:29):
and you hear the blonde custs slow under his breath,
and the darker man makes a deliciously primal sound as
he cries out loud inside of you. Their cocks are pulsing,
filling you back in front with cum. Your mouth is
at the darker man's throat, tasting as sweat as the
blonde holds you, and all three of you stay there,
(05:50):
pulled together for one last precious moment before exhaustion sets
in and gravity pulls you apart. You stay tangled with
the for what seems like an hour as the part
of you that soared off with pleasure slowly returns, and reality,
or some version thereof, settles in. You move, and the
(06:10):
key around your wrist is cool, and you remember that
there are other doors. Kissing both men one final time.
You stand up, pick up your clothing, and make your
way out of the room. You pass a small bathroom
on your way out and take the opportunity to clean
yourself up before dressing again. When you emerge into the hallway,
it feels full of opportunity. The same doors are there
(06:34):
as before, as is the butler waiting politely. There's still
a bath being drawn behind the white door, and the
idea of a bath seems not just like a good idea,
but another luscious sensory experience. You open the white door
and go in. You would have assumed you'd never see
anything as ornate as the Grand Haul again in your life,
(06:56):
But no, it is even more elaborate in here. Every
surface is covered in white marble, and what isn't marble
is gold, and you get the feeling that the gold
is real. The room is dominated by a tub that
looks like a giant's teacup, and steam is rising from
the surface. You wonder who began to draw it and
where they went, but they're not here right now. There's
(07:19):
nowhere for them to hide. You want past a low
table with carved feet piled high with white towels to
the tub's side. There's another table, closer yet, set with
bas salts of different colors and marble bowls beside bathing implements, sponges, soaps,
and washcloths. You take a handful of the purple salts
and throw it into the tub, and the scent of
(07:40):
lavender wafts up. Without thinking about how crazy this could be,
you shrug out of your top and braw and pull
off your skirt and underwear and toss them to the
side and sink in.
Speaker 4 (07:51):
The only thing you're wearing.
Speaker 2 (07:52):
Is the bracelet with the key, and you feel it
thung against the bottom of the tub. The water is
just the right temperature, hot enough to penetrate your muscles
and warm your bones, and the scent is divine. You
let out a sigh as the water envelops you completely
up to your neck. Then you hold your breath and
dip in until all of you is covered. You stay under,
(08:15):
thinking that even if you just stay in here for
the whole night, your time here will have been well spent.
When you resurface, you realize you're not alone. There's a
woman as light skin does the statues outside with short
tussled orange red hair, wearing only a bathrobe. Who are you?
You don't feel naked, even though you are. You feel majestic,
(08:38):
as though this really were your own tub.
Speaker 5 (08:41):
I'm here to help you bathe if you'd like.
Speaker 4 (08:45):
Are you dirty?
Speaker 2 (08:47):
She walks to the tub and leans over to set
the drain and faucet to allow two people. Her bathroom
falls open, and you can see the curve of one small,
high breast, although the nipple is hidden. Sometimes you try
to play along and join the nuindo. She smiles at
this and picks up another handful of the bath salts
to sprinkle in the water beside you. Then she stands
(09:10):
and unbelts her robe. She lets it fall to the
ground at her ankles by the clothing you've already shed,
and gestures you forward in the tub. You move to
accommodate her, and she sinks in, sighing as the heat
hits her, just like it did you prior. You can't
see her behind you, but you hear her pick something up,
and soon you feel a sponge wielded by expert hands
(09:33):
against your back. The sponge is real, one of those
kinds that only rich people can afford, and She scrubs
at you, applying enough pressure to make your skin sing,
lifting your hair out of the way to.
Speaker 4 (09:45):
Wash your neck.
Speaker 2 (09:46):
You feel her hands at your shoulders, your rib cage,
your flank, and the top of your ass, small circles
as she massages you clean, and when she is done
with all of the skins she can reach, she leans forward.
Speaker 4 (09:59):
To whisper in your.
Speaker 5 (10:01):
Turn around.
Speaker 4 (10:03):
You do so.
Speaker 2 (10:04):
It's a mark of how large this tub is that
you can both comfortably face one another in it. Your
legs are spread on either side of her, and you
would feel awkward if she warn't just as naked as you.
She smiles and picks up your right hand and starts
scrubbing at it front and back. You can't help but
notice that the water hits her at her nipple line,
and that her pubic hair is the same color as
(10:25):
her hair, only darker because it's wet. She makes her
way up one arm and then the other, and then
begins at your neck. You lift her chin up for
her so that she can reach all of you, and
the circle slow down, becoming more precise as her hand
washes down your chest. You're embarrassed at how quickly you
start to breathe, but you don't want to tell her
(10:46):
to stop. The sponge scripts gently at your breast, leaving
soft washes of red in its way. Because she makes
larger circles, cleaning more of your skin, careful not to
touch your nipples, which oddly makes up one to be
touched more more. When she stops with a smile and
then begins again at your feet, it's hard not to
tell her to go back up to where she was.
(11:07):
You think you could order her to do so, and
consider doing such, but as she washes and meets her
way up your calves, you discover you'd rather find out
what she has in mind. She slows as she reaches
your knees, washing one then the other, and then begins
on your thighs, leading up in long strokes. Your lips
part open. You think you know what is coming, but
(11:29):
you both do and do not want to be sure.
The not knowing is what makes it delicious, you realize,
and she rubs the rough sponge up your inner thigh.
You lean back, and she strokes up again, this time
on the other and there's no way not to gasp,
hoping that she'll do more. Hearing this, she pauses and
looks up at you. Her cheeks are as flushed as yours,
(11:51):
and both of her nipples are hard, and you realize
that you're not the only one in this tub turned on.
Speaker 5 (11:56):
I have to clean all of you.
Speaker 4 (11:58):
Yes, yes, you do.
Speaker 2 (12:01):
You're not entirely sure what to do, as you've never
fucked a stranger in a strange tub before, but you
know it feels good, and you lean forward. Her body
slides up against yours, frictionless in the water, and you
can feel her smooth skin pressed to yours in a
thousand different places as you kiss her on full soft
lips kisses you back. Her lips are softer than a man's,
(12:24):
more generous and sweet, and her tongue hesitates, then kisses
you ravenously. One of your hands holds you up, the
other finds her neck, her breast, her skin. Her hand
is at your ass, pulling you forward. Your legs tangle
together beneath the water line. You set your knee down
between her thighs, and she gasps as she rubs her
pussy on it. She lets out a moan and rubs again,
(12:47):
her perk, breasts parting the waves. You lap at her nipples,
drinking in as much water as air, and then they disappear,
pulled down so she can grind herself harder into you.
The water makes you float, so they have to fight
to stay against her, and then her hand finds the
folds of your pussy and rubs against them, the slickness
(13:07):
of your own body joining the slickness of the way
as she makes helping to anchor you down. You take
the hand that isn't holding you up and plunge it
down to meet her between her thighs and touch her
like she's touching you. You test, pushing a finger inside
of her. This makes her shudder until she does the
same to you, and then you're both caught on one another,
(13:27):
twin mermaids being pulled out of the sea, rocking back
and forth, pushing in and then pulling out to rub
against one another's clits. Her fingers pulse in time with
the waves. You return the pleasure as you kiss her
her mouth, her neck, her breasts. Her fingers pulse in
time with the waves, and you return the pleasure as
(13:47):
you kiss her her mouth, her neck, her breasts, and
the pressure inside you mounts with each motion she makes,
trapping you as you trap her, unable to think clearly anymore.
Get against skin and against skin against skin. Her hand
trembles inside of you, and you know from the expression
on her face that she's almost there, that you've almost
(14:08):
made her come in the palm of your hand. You've
kept your fingers deep inside of her. But as she nears,
there's more space still, and you push harder to find
the depths of it, calling it out from her. Watching
her mouth part as her own hand rides deeper into you,
you feel like you're drowning. Even though you're not looking
down at her. You see her lips parted with need,
(14:29):
and her hips start to thrash at your hand as
her other hand pulls you close that she can go deeper,
pulsing frantically until you're both bucking waves of water spilling
out over the tub's edge, til you both cry out
half a second behind the other, not sure who came first.
As waves of a different sort ripple through the water.
As your pleasure makes you thrash, your moans and her
(14:52):
moones fade, and there's only the sound of the water
slapping lightly against the tub's side, like an asp being slept.
She smiles up at you, wide and earnest, and it's
impossible for you not to smile back. Then she stands
before you in all of her naked glory, and steps
out of the tub, grabbing a towel, not for modesty's sake,
(15:15):
but merely to dry off.
Speaker 4 (15:17):
See you soon. I hope you feel she means it.
Speaker 2 (15:21):
You're unsure what to say back, but you rest your
hands on the edge of the tub and watch her go.
The only thing you're sure of now is that you
want to know what the rest of the house has
in store for you. You stand and dry yourself off
with one of the luxurious towels. Your clothing on the
floor seems out of place against the rest of the bathroom,
so you pick a bathroom up and put it on.
(15:43):
You sinch its silken tie around your waist, and head
to the back of the bathroom. If you hadn't seen
a woman walk through, you wouldn't have known there was
a door there. The seam is barely visible. The only
thing that gives it away for sure is a tiny
gold embossed discutcheon that your shore will fit your silver key.
You hold your key up straight and press it in
(16:04):
and turn and hear something deep inside the wall unlock.
The marble spins like a mad scientist's bookcase in a movie,
allowing you entry into a dark hall with a distant light.
You take the key out and step in in the
door slide shot behind you and up ahead you hear
two gasps. Unable to find your way back, you go
(16:25):
towards the light at the end of the hall, where
the gasping sounds are becoming low moans.
Speaker 4 (16:30):
Reaching the doorway, you feel safe again.
Speaker 2 (16:33):
Inside the room, everything's bathed in warm and welcoming light,
including the two women making out on a massive white bed.
White columns of fabric hanging from a vaulted ceiling hide
the rest of the rooms decor. The redhead from the
bath sees you first and startles, looking bashful.
Speaker 5 (16:51):
I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself, Mistress, I was still
turned on.
Speaker 2 (16:55):
The woman she was kissing has black features, dark hair,
and full lips that she's using. The smile indulgently at you.
Underneath the sheets, their legs are twined and you don't
see any hands. Someone's hand slides under the sheets at
hip hepe and the redhead breathes roughly, still looking at you, Mistress,
Is this where you want to be. As you nod,
(17:18):
the redhead's face flushes with relief. You're not sure what's
in store here, but you definitely don't want to go.
Her breath catches again, and you wonder what the darker
haired woman is doing to her hidden by the sheets. Please,
you're not who she's asking. Don't make her stop her
breath hitches.
Speaker 3 (17:39):
Why would she make me stop when she can join.
Speaker 2 (17:42):
The black woman looks back at you with hunger in
her eyes. You have two very simple, delicious choices this week.
One do you watch or two do you join in?
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