BAPTIZED IN BLOOD
(A Ruebonay Experience)
BY K-JiO
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Us, was a couple who made a date in a steaming shower that fogged up the
mirror and made the tiles sweat as intimate conversation bounced off of f the
bathroom walls. In female hands, you took the bar of soap from the corner of the
tub and soaped yourself down, before me was able to give you a face towel to
lather up with. Clothing yourself with foam, you wash yourself all over as I take a
gaze at your form,... staring as you turn,... staring at your tits,... staring at your
voluptuous ass. Facing forward, you let the force of the shower stream hit the
frontal part of your body, with your back to me; allowing your booty to rub up
against mr. man,... and not presuming to gain entry to a passage of easy access,
I allow you to dance against that part of my body that is now engorged with
anticipation,... waiting, hoping for permission to come aboard. With your back still
towards me, you look to the side, taking a glace of my face with your peripheral
view and say to me "come on in." I enter a place so slick, so moist, so warm, so
inviting,... the feeling says 'welcome.' I've just entered a woman during her time of
menstruation and she received me quietly, as the shower bounced off of us both and
hit the floor of the tub. I penetrated vaginal lips, slipped into the uterine cavity, and
made love to the pooty cat, as you braced yourself against the wall of the shower,
facing an oncoming stream of warm water. Me fucked sweetheart 'til you came
twice, and eventually I came,... pulling out, watching a stream of cum erupt from my
penis like lotion from a squirt bottle, under pressure. Situated at the top of the crack
of your ass, I jack off as the intermingling of sperm and blood mixes in my hand, some
of which paints your lower back, as I revel in the feel of warm water which washes the
warm blood away. I pulled out, baptized in the blood of you, who creams at the
thought of me,... who attaches my last name to your first as she scribbles on spare
sheets of paper, who comes back to me when I set you as free as the dove that was
set free by Noah,... bringing him an olive branch. You grabbed my hand and watched
as the blood washed away. "Where's cum" you asked. Eyeing the last little bit before
it was rinsed from my hands, you say "Oh, there it is." We switch positions in the
shower, and I ask you if I can wash your back, a request to which you agree to.
Lathering up the towel, I start at the base of your neck, and make gentle circular scrubs
down her back, all the way to your ass. You take my maleness, pull it close to you,
and guide me in, like a used car sales person assisting a would be customer. I put the
towel to the left crest of your pelvis, and I begin to fuck sweetness with a slow, slick
rhythm that you enjoyed very much. Trusting me enough to pull out before cumming,
you give me unlimited access, as my sexual tolerance kicks in after my first orgasm,
and I do it, until you cum once, cum twice, cum three times,... cum again and again
until I lose count, and so do you. Intermittent moans from my caramel love bounce
off of the tiles and shower doors and you reach orgasm repeatedly. "Oh baby, you
have stamina" you say to me, as I keep going, and going. At one point, me go blind
due to the fact that the sweat from my forehead was stinging my eyes, and I had to close
them shut,... sweat generated by our shower love and the steam from the shower. You
rise to a near standing position, and I could feel myself hitting your G-spot as I say to you
in a tone of exertion "just like that,... just like that." "Just like that" you ask,... and I
replied "just like that." With my hands gripped to your hips I fucked and fucked, then,... as
is the case with my shower, the temperature rose a bit. My body relaxed, and all of a
sudden my orgasmic tendencies kicked in. I pulled out and again, cum flowed amidst
a
precious mix of menstrual flow. I was just twice christened by the blood of my baby's' cycle,
and you looked at me with a new sexiness from then on. You grabbed the bath towel
dried yourself off, and asked me if I wanted you to dry me. I said to you "yes please." From
the exertion of our sexual expression in the shower, my sweat glands went to work over
time, and when we got to bed, you asked me as to why I was still sweating, even out of the
shower. I told you "that's what you do to me." Being so relaxed after our intimate encounter,
I could barely stand. I kiss you good night, and we both went to sleep. From then on, I
was thrown into a new intimate consciousness, now that I've been baptized by blood. When
a man makes a woman feel her sexiest during the days she feels her most unclean, to that
man, goes the spoils of all that is her,... and I for one, will never be the same.
Written by: K-JiO
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