Dirty Clean-Up

Many, many apologies for taking so long with this new chapter! As you know, life often gets in the way of things, as does writer's block, and I had an **** amount of both hit me in waves. Hopefully, this will pass and I can get to updating Bianca's adventures in a more reasonable time in the near future. However, just remember you don't have to wait for me! If you have an idea on where you want Bianca to go and what you want her to do, please write it out and send it in! I write this for you all, but you can create her story just as much as I can! In fact, I encourage it! Let's all give Bianca her new experiences! I can't wait to see what we all come up with!

Much love to you all! XOXO

I know what you’re thinking right now, because I was thinking it too: how could I possibly refuse such an offer? Well trust me, as much as I wanted to take her right there in the kitchen, one very important thing held me back.

“I’d love nothing more, Tabby, but aren’t Mom and Dad going to be back soon? I don’t know about you, but that’s a conversation I’d want to avoid more than anything else.”

Tabby stared at me quizzically for a second, then comprehension dawned on her. “Right…” she mused. Her face went sullen, clearly disappointed by my refusal. It broke my heart to do it, but I just didn’t want to face the kind of questions and fury that would come with Mom and Dad finding out about our… special relationship. However, after a moment or two of thought, a hot idea slid into my head, bringing a smile to my face.

“But I do have a different idea,” I said as I put my hands on her hips, gently lifting her up off my lap. Once she was clear, I slowly moved her towards the counter where the pots she used to make the rolls rested. “You see, I couldn’t help but notice that you got kind of dirty while baking these,” I teased as I took a bit of the uncooked dough in my hand and wiped it playfully across her hips. “And you know, if you don’t clean it off quick,” I continued as I took some more and smeared it across her breasts. “It gets… really hard… to wash off.” I took some in both hands and spread it across her face with one and between her legs with the other.

All the while I was talking, a sly smile started to cross Tabby’s face. As I covered her in the dough, she closed her eyes and gave small sighs with each stroke, gasping as my hand went between her legs, barely brushing against her soaking sex. Her eyes fluttered open as I went silent, lust filling them as she smiled sensually at me.

“Now that you mention it,” she whispered as she lightly gripped my wrist between her legs. “I do think I got a little… dirty. I may need some help getting clean. Would you help me?” Her voice was sultry while pleading as she lifted my hand back to her face, taking my fingers into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around them, lapping up the remaining dough along with her own juices. She didn’t move her eyes away from her lustful gaze. Even though I was already rock hard, the sight made my dick toughen harder than steel.

Tabby didn’t even wait for me to respond as she grasped the collar of my robe with her free hand, leading me out of the kitchen toward the bathroom. My cock stuck out from my robe like a divining rod, leading me to the water. Whether from the shower or between Tabby’s legs, I didn’t know nor care, but either way it was wanting to get wet. Given the situation, who was I to deny it?

As we walked inside the bathroom, Tabby pulled me in front of the shower and faced me, closing the door behind her. Her mouth was slightly open, her breathing getting heavy, her eyes just barely open but filled with an almost primal stare. It’s like she was hungry, almost starving. She stepped toward me, her hands sliding underneath my collar to slip the robe from my shoulders. I could feel the tip of my dick press against her leg as my robe fell to the floor, leaving us both completely nude. She reached behind me into the shower, turning on the water while leaning in to gently plant her lips on mine.

Her desire was palpable as our lips met, her tongue looking for an opening into my mouth. I let my tongue slide out to meet hers, letting them circle each other in their erotic tango. We both stepped slowly into the shower, the water warming up to steamy as I slid the door shut. Our hands roamed over each other’s bodies as the water flowed down on us, our kiss growing more passionate with each passing second. Her hand grasped my arms as my hands reached around her to gently squeeze her ass. My stiff cock stood at attention between us, the friction from both our bodies pressing against each other causing chills to shoot through me.

One of Tabby’s hands glided down my arm to gently wrap itself around my cock, wet from both the water and the precum starting to form on the tip. She rubbed her thumb on the head, coating it in my precum, before starting to pump up and down. The feel of her fingertips rubbing along my length was pure heaven, making me sigh heavily with lust and love. In turn, one of my hands slid between her legs, moistening itself with the juices that were now seeping from her entrance. I could feel a shudder roll through her as my fingers connected with her clit, a moan escaping her lips that even the water pelting the floor of the shower couldn’t drown out.

We broke our kiss and looked into each others eyes, the water falling on and around us. Somehow, her being completely soaked made her look more alluring, her now wet hair draped across her face and over her shoulders. The water ran in rivulets across her face and over her lips, her hair now a waterfall as it cascaded down to the ground. I could only stand there and gave at her beauty, my fingers still working at her moistened pussy while her hand still worked on my cock. After a few deep breaths, she knelt down in front of me.

Without a word, she took the tip of my cock into her mouth, her warm breath surrounding it as I slid between her lips. Her eyes were closed against the water falling on her as she worked my dick with the hand that remained on it while her other slid between my legs, searching for my clit. Having a hand other than mine around my dick was a sensation like no other to begin with, but having my clit rubbed at the same time was on a whole other level. My legs instantly started to shake with pleasure, threatening to give out from underneath me. I had to lean against the shower wall to keep my balance, the feeling was so intense. I couldn’t help but let out a low groan from the dual **** on my most sensitive areas.

“Oh shit, Tabby!” I exclaimed. “What are you doing to me?”

I could feel her giggle around my dick as she took me further into her mouth while her fingers found their way to my pussy’s entrance. I hadn’t played with my pussy in such a way very often, so this touch was a whole different form of intense. Her finger circled my hole several times, spreading my wetness across it before pausing right on top. My eyes fluttered open and stared at her as she looked up at me, her gaze asking for my silent permission to go farther. Breathing deeply, I slowly nodded to her, preparing myself for the feel of her finger once again.

Tabby smiled around my cock as she slowly pressed her finger inside, penetrating me. Her slender digit crept inside me slowly, filling me in a way I’d barely ever experienced. I could only hold my breath as she both blew me and finger fucked me, creating a mix of pleasure inside me that made my stomach do flips in the best way possible. My hand immediately went to her head, gripping her drenched hair as I kept myself braced against the wall. I couldn’t begin to explain what I was experiencing at that moment, but what I could say is that if I had to die in that moment, it would be the best **** any person could have a hope of experiencing.

Tabby buried her finger slowly inside me until she reached her knuckle, then looked up at me, taking my dick out of her mouth. “I’m inside you now, Bee. How’s it feel to have my finger inside your pussy?” she asked sultrily. It took a few moments for comprehension to reach my brain, but words never would form to accurately describe what I was feeling. All I could do in that moment was nod my head violently as I moaned loudly. My hand went from her head to her wrist, trying to move her finger inside me. I think she got the message as she started to move her finger in and out of me as she took my aching cock back into her mouth. Yes, a finger should not have made much of an impact, but for rarely touching myself there, it felt beyond incredible.

It didn’t take long for that familiar ecstasy to start building in me, but it wasn't coming from my balls. I could feel the walls of my pussy tighten up around her finger, trying to draw it further into me. She sped up her intrusion, pumping her finger into me at the same speed she was blowing me. I couldn’t suppress my moans any longer as the feeling of my orgasm built up. I braced myself as best I could against the wall as the feeling welled up higher and higher. Tabby, sensing I was close to boiling over, stopped pumping her finger into me, instead choosing to start tickling my inner walls with her fingertip.

This new sensation did the trick as I yelled out in heightened pleasure. My legs shook violently as my orgasm overtook me, drenching Tabby’s finger and hand with my juices. She kept moving her finger inside me, rubbing my walls with her fingertip as they clenched down around her. She paused blowing me as she worked me through me cumming, focusing all her attention there. My grip on her hair tightened, almost to the point of nearly tearing some out, as I rode wave after wave of pleasure flowing through my pulsing pussy. I had never experienced anything like it before, and I loved it.

As I came down from the inexplicably intense orgasm, Tabby slid her finger from my depths. She immediately released my dick from her mouth to take my finger into it before all my juices were washed away from the shower. She gave a soft sigh as she sucked on it, savoring the juices she drew from me. As she did, my legs finally lost their strength as I collapsed onto the floor of the shower, aftershocks shuddering through me as I felt my pussy clench and release sporadically. My **** grip on her hair slackened until my fingers fell free from her soaked locks. My breathing was ragged as I recovered from my throes of ecstasy, looking on as Tabi sucked on her finger like a lollipop.

“You really don’t know how incredible you taste, Bee,” she spoke in a low, hushed voice. It seemed as if my grip on her head during it all didn’t affect her as much as I thought because her tone never broke from aroused. “Given how you are right now, I’m willing to guess you’ve not played with your pussy very much.”

I slowly nodded, a smile creeping across my now bliss-filled face. This caused Tabby to smile and giggle a little before biting the corner of her lip. She crawled slowly toward me until she draped over me, the water cascading off her back until it dripped off her nipples in a steady stream onto my own heaving chest.

“Now I want something filling me. You still have some strength left for it?”

I looked up at her, this absolutely perfect goddess staring down at me, with as much love and desire as I could muster. She had just given me the orgasm of a lifetime. What kind of person would I be if I didn’t repay her in kind? I leaned up as much as I could to bring my lips to hers again, our eyes closing as I took a soft grasp of my dick. I held her hips with my free hand, motioning her to lift herself up a little. She responded my lifting her hips up and wrapping her hands around my head, a soft sigh escaping her mouth as we kissed. I guided my cock between her luscious pussy lips until I could feel myself press against the entrance to her tunnel. Having recovered a tiny bit, I briefly broke our kiss and stared into her eyes.

With a low, breathless whisper, I gave her a smile and said “Who am I to disappoint you?”

With that, I kissed her hard once again before pushing past her pussy lips into her warm, welcoming depths. Her body tensed and her arms squeezed around my head as I sank deep inside her. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she felt the sudden fullness in her cunt. In less than a day, I’ve had Tabby’s warm cunt envelop my massive cock twice, but I could do it all day with her, if she would let me. I think she got me addicted to her, and her to me.

Tabby sank onto me as far as she could and held still, letting herself adjust to my girth. I could feel the hard barrier of her womb against the head of my dick, Her breathing came out in short, ragged bursts, tickling the skin of my cheek. Our tits pressed against each other, perfect pillows between us. She slowly opened her eyes, lifted herself a little, and stared at me, nothing but pure bliss crossing her face.

“Bee,” she uttered softly, barely audible over the shower running above us. “I love how full you make me. So warm, so thick, so fucking perfect.” She reached down between us, running her fingers over the part of my cock not able to fit inside. “I always believed you were incredible, but this…” Her fingers floated up to her entrance, brushing where my dick and her pussy had joined. “This is so much better than I could have ever thought of. I’m so glad I walked in on you before the party.”

She lifted herself up further, water flowing over her body in a glorious cascade, before reaching back to turn it off completely. As it slowed to a stop, she leaned back toward me, placing her hands on my shoulders. Her ample breasts heaved with each breath she took, water dripping from her pointed nipples as she looked down at me. She gave me a soft smile as, with measured movements, she began moving on top of me, my hard member sliding in and out of her quivering cunt. Her breasts bounced slightly with each move, her stomach taut as she sped up riding me.

“God, Bee,” she moaned, pulling my hands from the floor to her hips before replacing hers on my shoulders. “You’re so big inside me.” She rocked her hips back and forth, the movement from her pussy walls sending a chill through me. I could feel every time she clamped herself down around me, increasing the friction on my cock. Every movement, every bump and rib in her love tunnel, sent indescribable pleasure through me as I was pulled in and out.

I had recovered my strength enough that I wanted to try something different, so I tightened my grip on Tabby’s hips, signaling her to stop. She looked down at me, a little confused. “Everything okay?” she asked, concern crossing her face.

“Perfect, but I want to try a different way,” I said, caressing her thighs as she sat on top of me, my rod still fully inside her. “Can you get on your hands and knees?”

Understanding reached her as she slowly pulled herself off of me, my cock missing the feel of her incredible pussy immediately. We moved around until she was kneeling in front of me, my dick resting on top of her thick ass. She wiggled her rear as she looked back at me, coy and sultry at once. Looking down at her, I smiled as I took in the sight of her lithe back and round ass. I ran a finger down her spine, the curve in her back starting to pool the small drops of water that lingered from the shower.

“Ooo, you tease,” she uttered through a shiver. “I want you back inside me, Bee. Fill me up again, please.”

Not looking to displease her, I took my dick in one hand and her hip in the other. I guided the tip of my cock back to her awaiting entrance, sitting in plain view in all its glistening glory. I rubbed it against the hole before gently starting to push inside her. Watching myself sink into her from behind was all different sorts of erotic and breathtaking, as was hearing her gasp as her pussy was filled to the brim once again.

“Ok, Tabby, you ready to be ridden this time?” I asked, already knowing the answer. She looked back at me, eyes half-closed in pleasure as she nodded vigorously.

“Please, Bee. Give it all to me!”

I smiled and put both hands on her hips, ready to start moving again. I wanted her to have the best experience possible for her second time, just as much as I wanted it too. As I gripped her hips, a noise broke through the passionate haze that we both were in. We both froze in place, only moving our heads toward the bathroom door. What had we just heard? It almost sounded as if -

“Tabitha? Bianca? Why is the kitchen such a mess?”