Chapter 6

He removed his clothes. The shower curtain opened and Damon said, “Hi. Mind if I join you? I may have some bath water to drink.”

Mara smiled and pulled him into an embrace.

“I don’t deserve you,” Damon said.

“I know,” Mara said, “now start lapping up some bath water.”

Damon gave her a dubious look.

“If you want, you can catch it as it runs down me,” Mara said with a smile.

Damon leaned in and tenderly brushed his lips over hers, catching water as it ran down between them. As he went lower, Damon flicked his tongue, grazing Mara’s chin and rinsing his mouth with more water as it fell from her face. Mara tilted her head to one side, inviting Damon to attack her neck and ear with his swordlike tongue. Reaching around her, Damon found the soap, lathering his hands then grasping a female ass cheek in either hand and squeezing the firm flesh.

Damon bent and teased her nipples with his lips and tongue, again catching plenty of water in the process. His hands were soapily sliding all over her ass and more and more he was delving into the crack splitting the two halves. Giving in to his lust, Damon greedily suckled her breast then wanted to engulf the entire breast with his mouth to show his appreciation to the idol of femininity but sadly failed. Letting it escape his mouth, he attacked its twin with gusto, making the already erect nipple get rock hard. Mara pressed into Damon causing him to consider if she was really enjoying the attention he was giving her breast or also trying to escape his hands exploring her back side.

Deciding to leave her wanting continued attention to her breasts, Damon dropped lower, licking down her stomach, stopping to explore her belly button and its piercing. Meanwhile he had needed to lather his hands again shifted them around so one could explore her nether region from the back while the other came in from the front. Mara widened her stance to give him entry and reached out to the shower walls for balance and support. Recalling how her anal probe surprised him not too long ago, Damon wondered if it was an invitation for more anal play or just plain kink.

Damon’s left hand followed the crack of her ass to her anus, then let his soapy fingers slide around the sensitive hole. His other hand was stroking almost to her anus then forward to well past her clitoris, but homing in nearer and nearer to her clit on that end of the traverse. Damon moved around to get a better look up between her legs and watched as he pressed one finger into her rectum. His other hand started pressing gently into her vagina as it continued its slow, steady strokes. Mara let out a little sigh as his digit entered her. He worked it around, gently exploring the muscled ring at this entrance to her body, glad she had never insisted it was exit only. He pulled out the finger then pressed it back against the flower shaped opening and it slipped in a bit easier. Moving around a bit, Damon gently kissed Mara’s clit, reinforcing the anal incursion with some positive reinforcement. His finger probed deeper into her this time, then began slowly frigging in and out. Mara started moving her ass back onto his hand as he went deeper, her hips slowly gyrating with a will of their own. Damon removed the finger and inserted two fresh ones still filmed with soap. Her ass accepted the newcomers, barely noticing the extra girth and quickly expanding to accommodate them.

Damon began nibbling, licking and kissing Mara’s inner thighs as his hands worked both her most intimate holes. Mara hooked a leg over Damon’s head, letting it come to rest over his shoulder and onto his back, offering more room for him to maneuver between her legs. As he removed his hands from her flesh, Mara sighed in discontent. Damon lathered his hands again and returned to playing with her orifices. One hand was now concentrating on bearing down on the hood covering her clitoris, rubbing it in a circular motion. The other attacked her ass again, dipping first two, then three fingers into it.

“Mmmmmm, yes, honey,” Mara cooed, “that feels so good,” and she started moving around on his hands, her hips still moving with a mind of their own.

Damon exited her ass and ran a soapy palm over the area then rinsed it. He considered taking the bar of soap and working it in and out of her ass, but abandoned the idea with the fearful thought

He abandoned the idea, deciding to quit thinking too much and get more into the opportunity before him. Taking a long swipe of his tongue starting at the perineum and ending at the cleft of her ass, Damon ran his tongue over her anus along the way, eliciting a squeal from Mara. She shifted a bit and then cupped a hand at her bottom, guiding a flow of water over the region Damon had just traversed. Not really noticing a foul taste, Damon homed in on the budding rose of her anus.

“Aaaahh, God, Damon. Are you really doing that?” Mara asked, the sounds escaping from her and her bodies reaction to the sensation indicating she didn’t want him to stop.

He replied by circling the bud with his tongue and poking at it with the tip. Her rectum opened up to him, seeming to want to suck his tongue inside. Tentatively Damon explored the inner rim with his tongue, hearing Mara gasp and slam her hand against the wall. Encouraged by the reactions he was producing in her and still not encountering anything too foul, Damon pressed on. Soon he had the entire area covered by his wide open mouth, his tongue fucking into her hole as deeply as it could reach, then withdrawing and running over the perineum and back to circling her anus before delving back inside to probe in and out.