Cumming Clean

Oral stories

Niki is adding kohl to her baby-doll blue eyes and pouting into the mirror when her red, lip-sticked mouth falls open and she says, “Oh shit! Sasvari, I’ve fucked up.”

“What is it?” you ask.

“As you can see, I’m escorting tonight. But I’m supposed to be here in the apartment with a regular. I forgot. I’ve double-booked myself.”

“You’ll have to cancel one of them,” you say.

“Are you kidding? My regular’s been paying my overdue rent for six months. I can’t miss a week. And the guy tonight pays for everything else. You know, food? Remember that? I need them both. Hey, you said that you wondered what my work was like. Why don’t you get a taste by…”

“If you think I’m going out escorting tonight, you’re cracked,” you say.

“Stay here with the regular,” pleads Niki.

“No!”

“He’s the sweetest guy.”

“No.”

“He’s been a client for almost a year.”

“Then he’ll understand if you take a night off,” you reply in a huff. You don’t judge Niki by her line of work, but you’re affronted by the suggestion that you might do the same, even for just one night.

“He’s gorgeous, Sasvari. Sexy brown eyes and a really sensual, slim body. He feels really nice under your fingertips.”

“…Absolutely not.”

“He doesn’t want to have sex. He just wants you to bathe him. In the tub. With a flannel. So you don’t even have to touch him.”

You’re thinking about it, though you tell your escort friend that you are not. You’re amazed at yourself, but you’re thinking about it and that’s all the access that Niki needs.

“I’ll run the hot water,” she says, heeled boots thumping across the room. “He’ll be here in a few minutes.”

“No way,” you say weakly, but Niki dumps a bundle of clothes into your arms and starts tugging off what you’re wearing.

“You’ll look so sexy in these,” she insists. “He’ll love it.”

“I thought he just wanted a bath?” you complain.

“My client’s taking me to a gallery this evening,” Angeline says. “Nobody will touch the paintings, but they’ll still be beautiful. It’s look, don’t touch, just like you tonight.”

Somehow, somewhere along the line, it seems you’ve agreed to help her.

You have pretty much the same figure as Niki, so your friend helps you into her lacy, blue bra before completing the ensemble with matching stockings and suspenders. You throw a white toweling robe around you as Niki blows you a kiss and skips out.

“Good luck,” she whispers.

A few minutes later the doorbell chimes.

You try to leave a sexy pause, trying to figure out exactly what that means, and then you open up the door. You are surprised to find Figur Jacint, your Boyfriend, staring back at you.

“Sasvari?” he stammers.

Shocked, you wrap the robe tight around you. He doesn’t know what to say either.

What the hell is Figur doing here? You didn’t expect him to be using an escort service nor to have a fetish. So your Boyfriend is Niki’s regular?

“What are you doing here?” you both ask at once.

“I was looking for Niki,” he says, almost stuttering. “I’d better go.” He looks apologetic, averting his brown eyes, but not before taking in a good look at your figure as your robe falls open.

His mouth opens and he licks his lips.

Niki was right though. He is gorgeous, and you’ve always thought so yourself. You take a good look at his slim build and his familiar features, but you’re seeing them now in a new light.

You’re deliberately slow to cover yourself up. When you do so, it’s more of a sensuous brushing of fabric over your thigh and waist than anything else. He can’t help imagining touching you, because you’re imagining him touching you.

“I was expecting you,” you say. “I mean, not you, but…” You pout and say in your sexiest voice, “I’ve run you a hot bath.”

“You?”

“Yes, why not me?”

You let your robe fall open some more. He gets a flash of tit and thigh.

Your melting honey voice must have done the trick — although revealing some flesh didn’t hurt — because Figur steps inside.

You stand awkwardly, while you ask him if he wants a drink before you get started. He looks pained.

“I need you to tell me what to do,” he admits.

“Oh. Like, take your coat off, you dirty boy?”

“Yes, mistress,” he says and removes the coat.

“Put it on the hook.”

“Yes, mistress.”

You tell him to undress, item by item, enjoying the power you’re able to exert over your Boyfriend. Item by item, he bares his body. Ultimately, you are relatively dressed while he stands before you in only his shorts. He doesn’t have a bad body; he’s built pretty much the way you had thought he would be. You have to admit that you’ve thought seeing him naked more than once.

Eying his bulging shorts, you see that he is packing quite a punch in there.

“Are you cold?” you ask. You can feel your nipples hardening.

“No, mistress,” he says.

Despite what Niki said, you wonder if you might get to fondle his cock and balls before all this is over. You don’t want to fuck, but this is working out nicely so far.

You lead Figur into the steamy bathroom, which is very large and clean, with shiny surfaces reflecting the warm light. The porcelain tub is full of foamy water.

“Take your shorts off,” you say and Figur obeys you, tugging the material over his erect cock and then kicking his shorts across the floor. “Don’t just point that thing at me,” you say, half-mesmerized. “Get in the tub.”

“Niki wears perfume,” he whispers, before climbing in.

You watch his balls swinging and his sexy, tight ass as he climbs into the water.

You spray yourself with scent from the bathroom shelf.

Figur shuts his eyes, delirious.

“You can keep your eyes closed or you can open them,” you tell him as you open up your robe some more and stroke a breast. “I’m going to wash you now.”

You dip the dry, white flannel into the suds and then remove it dripping wet.

“Yes,” Figur murmurs, as though the two of you were actually having sex. “Yes. Yes.”

You tease him with the sound of the water and a few exploratory splashes, before you touch the warm, soft, wet material against his neck. He shudders. Seeing his arousal turns you on too.

You can’t help thinking about Figur as your Boyfriend. Not only does it make this whole thing seem strange, but it makes it so much sexier than if it were happening with a total stranger. The fact is that you and he have connected before, but never like this and nothing between you is ever going to be the same again. It will be your powerful, intimate secret.

You push the wet flannel down along his sternum, squeezing so that soapy water washes over his chest and he groans. Arching his back, there is a squeak of porcelain against his wet skin.

He occasionally opens one brown eye to steal glances at you as you clean him. He clearly appreciates it when you lean over the side of the bath to drench the flannel and he sees your tits bulging within Niki’s blue brassiere.

As a special treat for being so good, you sit behind him and press your brassiere-clad breasts against his back. He shivers and sighs, leaning back into you, feeling your softness against his firm back and the lace scratching against his spine.

“Beautiful,” Figur says.

“I’ve not finished,” you say.

You’re not going to fuck your Boyfriend and what’s more, Niki doesn’t want you to. He has very specific requests. But there is one more thing that you can’t resist.

“What are you doing?” he asks, getting agitated.

“Every other part of you is clean,” you say, using the flannel to massage his cock and balls. “I have to do it for you.”

You’re tugging at his prickgently, but consistently. His body starts off tense, but then relaxes, only to become tense again as he strains on the edge of his orgasm at your hands.

It’s taking him a while to get there. Your arm starts to get sore, but you’re motivated by the pleasure on his face — a release that neither of you were expecting, but that both of you have come to need.

He exhales hard and then groans and you’ve done it, you’ve made him cum, and his seed is dribbling over your hand. You keep on cleaning him, more gently now. The flannel ends up loose in the water at some point. You feel the ridges of his shaft under your fingers.

“There you are,” you say. His cum floats in the water and is still being expelled from the tip of his cock. “Now you’ve got yourself all dirty again. I’m going to have to start over.”

“How was it?” Niki asks when she gets in. Her make-up is smudged and she falls back tiredly against the door.

“I made him cum,” you say triumphantly.

“You did what?”

“It just sort of happened.”

“I’ve been trying to make him cum for weeks. You’ve obviously got the touch.”

Niki drops onto the sofa, exhausted.

You try to hand over the money Figur paid you, but Niki shakes her head.

“It’s yours,” she says. “This guy tonight is a real earner and he wants to do it again next week. Which means that you and I could make this regular. What do you say?”

You look forward to seeing your Boyfriend again, even if it’s awkward at first. You’ll nod and maybe talk about the weather. And then you’ll see each other one evening and the conversation will be very specific. You’ll have some particular instructions for him and he’ll follow them, eager and yearning for you.

“See you next week,” you agree.

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