Fire and water
I'm sure most of us have had funny or embarrassing things
happen during our escapades. Here's one of mine.
My friend and I decided to have ourselves a romantic, erotic
weekend. We checked into a beautiful room at one of the finest
hotels in the city. The sparkling lights were spread out
beneath us. Room service was exquisite. And we had uncorked
a bottle of champagne which we took into the bathroom. We
had drawn a warm bath and placed flowers and scented candles
all about the room. On the floor, on the sink stand and at
the corners of the tub. We disrobed, climbed into the tub
and sipped champagne a few minutes. Of course, as time went
on we began to kiss and fondle one another beneath the water.
One thing led to another and she pulled me onto her, lying
back in the water. I obliged her desire and entered her.
We began gently but soon, caught up in the eroticism of the
moment, wer splashing freely and fucking like banshees.
As we became truly frenzied she look at me and shrieked.
This was no surprise to me as she was quite the screamer so
I thought initially "Hey, I'm a stud" but
a moment later realized it was not a shriek of pleasure but
of terror. My hair was on fire! The thrilling sensation
of her wrapped around me had left me oblivious to all else
and my bangs had fallen forward right over one of the candles.
We quickly doused the flame and after catching our breaths
began laughing uncontrollably. Rather than killing the
mood, it enhanced it. We fucked as we laughed which is quite
a sensation and it turned into one of the best fucks of my
life. And set a playful mood for the rest of what shaped up
to be a wonderful weekend.
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