Bachelors Party in Sara Pt. 03

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.

She gasps; as Nate breaks the kiss, his mouth travels down her neck, and his tongue traces a path to her breasts. He takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently; while his hand continues to tease the other.

"Oh, fuck," she groans; her head is thrown back, and her body is trembling with pleasure.

He continues to worship her body; his mouth and hands exploring every inch of her. He licks and sucks his way down her stomach, and his tongue dips into her navel. She gasps; as he spreads her legs wider, and his mouth finding her pussy.

He licks and sucks; his tongue delving deeper, tasting her sweetness. She moans and grinds against his face; her hands gripping his hair, and holding him in place.

"Don't stop," she begs; her voice hoarse with desire.

He has no intention of stopping. He continues to eat her out, his tongue flicking and swirling, and his lips sucking. He feels her body tensing, and her muscles tighten; as she gets closer and closer to her climax.

"I'm going to cum," she cries out; the muscles in her her legs shaking.

He doesn't let up, as his mouth and tongue continue to work their magic. Then she has a full body orgasm, her body trembles and shudders, and her juices flow into his mouth.

As her pussy juices; he says,"Yummy."

He stands up, his body slick with water and sweat. He lifts her up; and her legs wrap around his waist, with her arms around his neck. He guides his dick into her, feeling her warmth and wetness enveloping him.

He fucks her standing up, his hips thrusting, his dick sliding in and out of her. She moans and gasps, her head thrown back, her body trembling with pleasure.

"Fuck me harder," she begs, her nails digging into his shoulders.

He obliges, his hips thrust harder and faster, and his dick pounds into her. He feels his climax building, and his balls tighten.

"I'm going to cum," he groans, his voice hoarse with desire.

"Come outside of me," she moans, her pussy still clenching around his dick.

He lets her slide down to suck his dick which comes out of her pulsating pussy. It takes very little time before his orgasm rips through his body, and his dick pulses and jerks; as he inundates her throat and her body with his cum.

He lowers her down on the bed, and their bodies are still entwined. He kisses her, his tongue intertwines with hers, and he tastes the sweetness of her lips and the saltiness of his hot and fresh cum.

"That was amazing," she whispers, her head resting on his shoulder.

He can only agree. He holds her close, their bodies are still entwined, and their hearts beat in sync.

"I love you," he says, his voice hoarse with emotion.

"I love you too," she replies, her voice soft and sincere.

Wet lays there, breathless, her body still buzzing with the aftermath of Nick's relentless fucking. The sheets beneath her are tangled, clinging to her sweat-dampened skin; and the air in the room feels heavy, charged with the scent of sex and desire. Nate's weight had been a welcome anchor, his thrusts deep and urgent; but now he's shifted, his body hovers above her, and his breath is warm against her abdomen. She feels his lips curve into a smirk; as he leans down, his tongue flicking out to trace the curve of her belly button.

The sensation is unexpected, a jolt of pleasure that shoots through her like electricity. She gasps, her hands instinctively clutching at the sheets; as his tongue swirls around the sensitive spot, his lips nibbling gently. It's intimate, almost forbidden, and the secrecy of it sends a thrill through her veins. She's acutely aware of his gaze, hungry and dark; as he watches her reaction, and his fingers trail down her sides, mapping the contours of her body like he's claiming every inch.

"You like that, don't you?" he murmurs; his voice low and rough, and his breath tickling her skin.

She can't help but moan, and her hips arch slightly; her body still trembling from the orgasm he'd given her moments ago. His tongue delves deeper, and his lips sucking gently; as she feels her core clench, a fresh wave of heat pooling between her thighs. Her fingers curl into fists; and her nails dig into the fabric beneath her as the pleasure builds, relentless and unyielding.

Her breath quickens, and she can't stop the soft whimpers escaping her lips. She's on edge, teetering on the brink of another climax; and she knows he's doing this on purpose, savoring the way her body responds to his every touch. Her hands drift downward, and her fingers brush against her clit, swollen and aching for release. She starts to masturbate, slow and deliberate, her movements mirroring the rhythm of his tongue against your belly.

"That's it," he growls, his voice thick with desire. "Touch yourself. Let me watch you fall apart."

His words are like fuel to the fire; and she obeys, her fingers circling her clit, her thumb pressing firmly. Her moans grow louder, filling the room; and she feels his gaze intensify, his lips curving into a wicked smile. He's not just watching--he's devouring her, feeding off her pleasure like it's the sweetest thing he's ever tasted.

As her orgasm builds, she feels his body shift; and his weight is settling between her legs. His cock is throbbing, hot and heavy against her thigh; and she knows he's close too, his control slipping, as he watches her lose herself. Her fingers move faster, her breaths coming in short, desperate gasps, and then--

"Nate--," hshe cries out; her body arches off the bed, as her orgasm crashes over her.

It's intense, overwhelming; and she feels her walls clench, her juices spilling over her fingers. Her eyes flutter closed, her body trembling; but she's hyper aware of him, his presence looming above her.

And then she feels it--the warmth of his release, hot and thick, as he ejaculates onto her skin. His cum lands on her Tommy, dripping down her chest to coat her breasts; and his thrusts come in short, sharp bursts, as he empties himself over her. She feels it on her lips, salty and slick; and she can't help but lick it away, her tongue savoring the taste of him again.

His hands grip her hips, holding her in place as he finishes; his breath ragged against her neck. She's a mess--his saliva glistening on her skin, his cum dripping down her chest, and mixing with her own wetness. Her thighs are slick, her juices flowing freely, and she feels his gaze trail over her, his expression one of raw, unbridled satisfaction.

"You're beautiful like this," he whispers, his lips brushing against her ear. "So fucking wet. So fucking mine."

She shivers at his words; her body still buzzing with the aftermath of her orgasm. She's WetSara, a title that feels both dirty and exhilarating; and a testament to the intensity of what she'd just shared. His fingers trace patterns on her skin, his touch light but purposeful; as if he's writing his name on her, marking her as his.

She feels his lips press against her shoulder, his teeth grazing her skin; and she knows this isn't over. The air between them is electric and charged with the promise of more. They're both drenched in each other's fluids, a messy, sensual testament to the passion they've just shared. And as they lie there, breathless and sated; she knows this is just the beginning.

Her fingers trail through the cum on her chest, smearing it across her skin; and she smiles, a secret, satisfied smile. This is her forbidden rendezvous, her thrilling risk; and she wouldn't have it any other way..