The Grayson Twins (Part Sixteen)

She brings him up close to her lips, her warm breath washing over him again. He can’t help but watch her soft pink tongue as she speaks to him in a breathy voice.

“What I’m gonna do to you is this, Bubbles. I’m gonna rub your little self over every single inch of my body. Every. Single. Inch. Do you like that idea?”

She moves him away from her lips just enough that her eyes come back into his view.

He stares up at her with a pleading expression. He does like the idea of what she’s describing, but he doesn’t want to humiliate himself by admitting it.

She smiles at him knowingly. “I know,” she says understandingly. “But you’re gonna have to say it out loud.”

He sighs. “I… like it. I want it.”

“Good boy!” she giggles. “And what’s your name?”

“Please…”

“What’s your name, pet?” she says, a note of warning in her voice.

He sighs again. “My name is Bubbles.”

“You are so cute! You’re doing great, Bubbles, I’m so proud of you. Okay, one more question before you get your treat. Ready?”

He nods sullenly.

“Who do you belong to?”

He doesn’t bother to hesitate this time. He can already feel it in his body, a longing to be hers, to be embraced in the warmth of her affection and care. And he knows by now that she can feel it in him too. There’s no point fighting it anymore.

“I belong to you, Goddess.”

She looks genuinely touched. “Good boy, Bubbles.”

She brings him up to her lips and gives him a prolonged, affectionate kiss, engulfing one whole side of his face in the softness of her pillowy lips and the tip of her tongue.

When she pulls him out, she has a mischievous expression. “Now. Where should we start, my little loofah? Hmm…”

His heart starts pounding in his chest, this time with excitement. He looks up and down at the towering figure of her before him. Her perfect face, then her slender neck leading his eyes down to her perfect breasts. Below them, her toned belly, her hips, and beneath the water, her smooth pussy. And her long, shapely legs stretching from there all the way out to impossibly far behind him, finally ending in her dainty feet. All of this, suddenly no longer threatening but promising. A whole landscape of beauty and pleasure stretching out around him.

“You are so cute, Bubbles!” she giggles. “You know I can hear all that, right? I’m flattered, by the way.”

He blushes, causing her to giggle again.

“Okay cutie, why don’t we work our way up from my toes. You like my little toesies? Time to say hello!”

She crosses her right ankle over her left knee, places him face down against the sole of her foot, and starts gently scrubbing. She scrubs him all around the sides and top of her foot, and weaves him expertly between her toes. He hates himself for it but he finds himself feeling both aroused and appreciative, even this lowly part of such a godlike body seeming too perfect for a mere mortal like him. To his embarrassment, he finds that his penis is getting hard.

Victoria moans. “That’s it, Bubbles. Worship me. Mmm, that feels so good.”

She moves on to her leg, rubbing his body all the way from her ankle up to her thigh and then back down. She starts on the outside of her leg, bringing him up to the side of her ass before sending him back down to her ankle, and then works her way inwards with each run. At the top of her thigh she has to briefly submerge him in the water, but he’s ready to hold his breath, and he knows she knows this.

The smooth skin of her thigh is intoxicating. On the very first run he’s already rock hard. When she gets to her inner thigh she rubs him gently against the outside edge of her pussy, and he’s enthralled, wanting more, but she carries on with the rest of her leg, giggling breathily as she makes him wait.

For the back of her leg, she turns over so she can run him all the way up onto the bouncy surface of her ass, giving her right cheek a thorough scrub with his little body, bringing him almost all the way into the crack at one point before returning to her leg.

For her other leg, she repeats the entire intoxicating routine, her moaning becoming increasingly pronounced, but saves her inner leg for last. This time, when she reaches the top of her inner thigh, she rubs his eager body through the folds of her pussy lips, thoroughly cleaning herself and bringing him to the brink of orgasmic ecstasy. She pulls him out of the water for a breath, giggling down at him, her tongue hanging lecherously outside her lips and her eyes fiery with wild arousal, and then dunks him again to continue cleaning herself until she’s thoroughly satisfied. The rubbing against her pussy brings him almost to the point of ejaculation, and she pulls him out again, surprising him by bringing him all the way up to her face.

She smiles knowingly down at him, licking her lips with a mischievous gleam in her eye. The hand that isn’t holding him is between her legs, playing with her pussy as she toys with her tiny captive.

“Come, pet,” she moans breathily.

“Wh- what?” he stammers nervously.

“Mmm, I want to watch you come. Come for your Goddess. Now.”

Already on the very brink of orgasm, his body immediately just obeys her and he starts spraying hot little streams of come, which fall far below him onto the wet surface of her breasts.

She giggles down at him and then brings his body up close to her face and engulfs his penis in an incredible suction and the swirl of her soft lips and tongue, and the intensity of his orgasm triples. Through the vibration of her lips, he can feel her continuing giggles become increasingly wild moans of pleasure as she brings herself to a climax as well.

When she’s sucked him completely dry, he goes limp in her hand, panting.

She giggles down at him, also a little out of breath, and plants a big wet kiss on his face.

“You’re cute when you come, Bubbles. I always thought so.”

She puts him face down on her breast, positioning him so that his face is resting against her nipple, cupping his body in her hand and gently stroking his back. She slides her body down so that he’s submerged up to his neck and so is she, resting her head back on the edge of the tub, eyes closed.

“We can finish washing in a bit, my little pet,” she sighs with sleepy contentment. “Right now I just wanna hold you for a while.”

Submerged in warm water, engulfed in the affectionate embrace of her hand against the smooth and bouncy surface of her perky breast, he drifts off into a glowing, dreamless sleep.