Dragon Quest V - Bathtime with Bianca

Dragon Quest V - Bathtime with Bianca
by Streti, thestreti@gmail.com

John watched Bianca intently. In the humid steam rising from the hot baths, her green dress clung tightly to her beautiful figure, highlighting her full breasts, the curve of her stomach and the indentation of her navel. When she noticed, she blushed a little.

"Haven't you seen enough of me?"

John replied her with a kiss, wrapping his hands around his wife's midsection. Their lips touched softly, several times, and they played with each other's tongues, slowly, savoring their intimacy.

"That reminds me," said Bianca and pushed off, turning back to close the latch of the door to the inn. "Just to be sure," she said, and threw her arms around John's neck, engaging in another deep kiss.

He started caressing her curves through the damp dress, and unsurprisingly took a good while with her breasts, fondling her full mounds and teasing her erect nipples, making her whimper in delight. At the same time, she threw off his purple headpiece and cape.

On their honeymoon, the village of Stockenbarrel was one of the first places to visit, to tell the news to Bianca's father, and while they were there, of course they had to visit Stockenbarrel's hot spring baths. The bath was enclosed with big rocks, the inn which mainted it and the hills at the edge of the village, safely secluded.

They had meant to at least bathe first, they really had, but it wasn't turning out that way. John was already trying to drag the top of Bianca's dress of from her breasts, and she was caressing his erect member through his pants.

When he had fumbled for a while with the tight dress clinging to her tits, Bianca gasped, "Oh, just rip it off, I have more of 'em at my Pa's!"

With Bianca's urging, John took hold of the top with both hands, and grunted heavily, pulling the fabric. It came apart with a tear, and John pulled until there was a long rip, and when Bianca's breasts were finally uncovered into the steamy night air, he instantly latched his mouth onto the round mounds.

"Oh yes... my boobs... they're all yours now, John," moaned Bianca, as he lapped her nipples, and caressed her bared tits. "Actually, why dun't you let 'em take care of you..."

Then Bianca kneeled in front of John, and dug his hard cock out from his pants. John soon enjoyed the feeling of his wife's velvety mouth wrapping around his eager member. He groaned as Bianca lapped his head with her tongue, and passed her lips along his shaft, covering it with saliva.

She sighed as she let his member out of her mouth, and then held up her breasts, taking John's cock between them. He gasped with sensation as she started fondling his sensitive member between her smooth, round orbs, doing it fast and aggressive enough that he was kept on his toes, almost literally, with no time to lose his tension.

"Mm... feels so good to have your cock between my tits, darlin'. Dun't remember the last time we did this. Are you all pent up after the journey? It's so hard..."

"Nghh..." groaned John. The sensation of her soft tits all over his dick was wonderful, and she was a great tease. There was no way he was going to hold on for long.

"Are you gonna come? Ready to give your wife a hot bath of semen? I want it all over me... I love your cum, darlin'..."

John couldn't take any more of it, or her aggressive titwank, so he yanked his cock out, and after just a few more yanks, he spewed cum all over the delighted Bianca, or in her general direction at least, unable to aim with his eyes squeezed shut.

There was not much room to miss, however, and John's loads splashed all over the waiting Bianca, who also had her eyes closed, but eager to feel his hot spurts on her skin, as he ejaculated blindly all over his wife's face and chest. John's spooge landed mostly on the left side of her face, leaving diagonal strands stretched between her forehead, nose and right cheek, and then from her left cheek to her chin, with a thick load of spunk hanging from her lips onto her outstretched tongue. A lot dripped down to her full breasts, which she was holding up to catch more of her husband's cum on their round curves, and succeeded, her breasts soon covered with streaks of thick sperm on their upper curves and running down her nipples and areolas and into her cleavage, and down onto the torn dress.

With one final, anguished groan, John finished painting his wife with his male fluid, and managed to open his eyes, still shaking from the ordeal. Then he looked at his wife.

His beautiful, lovely wife. He couldn't believe how lucky he was, first to have found her again, and then by a strange twist of fate to marry her. She was funny, caring and understood him completely. He loved her.

And now she was covered with his cum, again. He couldn't count the number of times he had sprayed his seed on Bianca in his desire and passion, and it only highlighted her incredible beauty. He never grew tired of adoring her with his love, and neither did she.