I've always found the bathroom a natural catalyst in raising the pulse rate and conducive to intense levels of consummated pleasure. In the shower, the feel of hot water deluging my body instils a feeling of comfort and warmth my senses and hormones resonate to. Even lowering myself into the occasional hot bath sends shrills of excitement up my spine as the hot wet blanket grips and submerges over me. Watching you through the half open door loosening your robe, letting it drop around your feet quickened my pulse causing adrenalin to surge through my veins. An aching throb deep within me spread to my groin, giving that feeling of agonising ecstasy which grew in intensity. Rooted to the spot in the hallway, I stood motionless with the exception of my racing heart and growing erection, transfixed by the image through the half open door of you sitting on the edge of the bath carefully trimming the short thick dark curls that crowned the smooth flesh of your vulva. The forces of attraction were drawing me to the bathroom, urging me to kneel before you and inhale your scent before clasping my lips around the flesh and curls of your sex and probe my tongue deep, consuming you. However, my own love of kink stopped me and kept my rampant urge at bay, not wanting to deny us both the spontaneity of pleasure. Even the echoing sound of the hot and cold stream of water from the taps hitting the water surface filling the bath was adding to the intense excitement I was trapped in. An unusual non descript sound which along with water always induced feelings of comfort and pleasure even when I was young. Was it a fetish? They say there are sounds that can relax and comfort you or possess a feel good factor if you like. Satisfied with your handy work you placed the small scissors down next to the sink, picked up the razor and small make up mirror and crouched down to sit on the thick bathroom rug. Leaning back against the large bath tub, you raised both legs resting your feet on top of the toilet seat and proceeded to gently shave the fine hairs of the labial flesh surrounding your haven with one hand whilst the other angled the mirror giving you the perfect view. My hand fell to my groin squeezing the large bulge throbbing within the confines of my jeans. The raw agonising sexual energy pulsing through me demanded to be released, which was becoming increasingly difficult for me ignore. But, ignore it I did and continued to watch you quietly as you completed your vaginal grooming. Stretching out on the rug, you lay flat closing your eyes and lightly traced the tips of your fingers through the freshly cut bush teasing the smoothness of your clitoris and freshly shaven pussy lips. Your soft moans were just audible above the sounds of the bath filling, but grew in volume and frequency as your fingers plunged deeper and rubbed with an increasing ferocity. Raising one hand to your mouth, your lips gently closed around two moist fingers and savoured your own essence. I had undressed myself, standing naked my thick engorged erection pulsing and straining in the grip of my fingers and palm wrapped around it, as the first small stream arced from between your pussy lips. The fingers of one hand prised the outer labia of your pussy open as the other rubbed frantically against the inner lips and clitoris causing the streams to jet with greater intensity and frequency. The soft moans were replaced with deeper louder groans as your flushed body convulsed emphasising the salubrious pleasure you were feeling from ejaculating your essence across the bathroom rug and floor. It took a couple of minutes for you to compose yourself, before you got up and turned off the taps just preventing the both from overflowing. A little shakily you stepped into the water and lowered yourself letting out a comforting sigh as the water lapped around your beautiful curvaceous post orgasmic body. You didn't look surprised to see me standing smiling in the doorway of the bathroom naked and erect when you opened your eyes. You squeezed a wet erect nipple between the fingers of one hand as the other hand rested under the water between your legs, your fingers stroking and probing gently. The excitement coursing through me, my desire too intense to ignore, I approached the side of the bath tub and proceeded to slowly rub the taught foreskin stretched around my erection. It didn't take long till my balls tightened and receded to the size of two oversized walnuts and the thick flesh released the copious seed over your wet breasts and navel. The waves of ecstasy took longer than normal to surpass, but when they did I stepped into the bath - comfortably sized for two licentious bathers such as us- and locked my lips to yours. The passion and desire all consuming. We massaged soap over each others wet sensitised bodies, kissed passionately and released more body fluids which merged with the water before we got out dried off and your husband came in a retrieved the video. Later, chilling with wine we watched the spontaneously role played scene, captured again for purposes of nostalgia for a time yet to come.