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“I’d love to stay over,” Katy said. “I don’t have any lectures tomorrow morning.” She spread her arms and lay back on the sofa. “I’m all yours.”
Oliver looked relieved. He smiled, then looked away. A moment later he turned back towards Katy and he flashed her his customary confident grin, but she’d seen his inadvertent display of vulnerability, and it touched her. It was as endearing as it was surprising.
“Wonderful,” Oliver said. “Now lets get you cleaned up.” He held out his hand and Katy took it.
Oliver helped Katy off the sofa. He kept hold of her hand, and he placed his other in the flat of her back. If anyone else had held Katy like this she’d have felt patronised, but not with Oliver. He guided her towards the mysterious doorway at the back of his room.
Katy realised she wasn’t feeling self-conscious. She was walking through an unknown room, with a boy she barely knew, dressed only in her bra and stockings. But she didn’t feel embarrassed or shameful or guilty. She felt so at home with Oliver already she was happy to parade herself naked in front of him. She found she enjoyed it. Which was usual for Katy.
Oliver directed Katy through the doorway and she found herself surrounded by tiles and warm light and gleaming chrome. She’d guessed it was a bathroom back here, but she’d never have guessed it was a bathroom like this. Whereas Oliver’s bedroom was a chaotic jumble of odd furniture, books, and artwork, his bathroom was clean and uncluttered and elegant. The walls were tiled in a tasteful dark grey colour, and the floor was rich mahogany. There was a large shower sunk into one wall, and a huge, freestanding bath sat on bronze dragon’s feet in the middle of the room. The bathroom seemed far bigger than it should be and it reminded Katy that she hadn’t seen the house from the outside. She was reminded that she didn’t quite know where she was.
Katy hoped Oliver would start running water into that glorious looking bath. She felt it would be too cheeky to ask. But it was so wide and deep and Katy could picture herself sinking into hot water up to her neck as bubbles overflowed onto the floor. It would be as close to heaven as she could imagine right now.
Oliver moved over to the shower instead though and Katy’s heart sunk. She new it was silly, but she couldn’t help feeling disappointed, like the bath was a treat she hadn’t earned yet. She bet he’d had other girls in that bath. Oliver opened the shower door and reached in and Katy heard the water start to run. It fell with such force it sounded like a small waterfall. At least she’d be getting a proper shower then, not like the drizzle of luke-warm water she had to endure in her student accommodation.
Katy watched Oliver as he fiddled with the shower. He was stark naked but didn’t seem to care in the slightest. She thought she’d never grow tired of looking at him. His back was long and slender with tight, bunched muscles around his shoulders. His buttocks were high and taught and so inviting she wanted to walk over and squeeze them. Oliver turned and caught Katy looking at him. He grinned and stepped back over to her slowly. He stood in front of Katy with his hands on his hips and Katy ran her eyes over him without any attempt to conceal what she was doing. Neither of them spoke. They just stared at each other and grinned.
Oliver stepped closer to Katy and he reached out and she thought he was going to kiss her. But he put his hands on her shoulders and he urged her to turn with a gentle but firm press of his hands. Katy obeyed. She turned till she was facing away from Oliver. His hands dropped from her shoulders and for a moment Katy felt abandoned. She could feel him behind her though. He stepped so close to Katy they were almost touching and she could feel the presence of his body right behind hers. Oliver kissed her neck and goosebumps erupted over her arms and shoulders.
Oliver unhooked Katy’s bra and she shrugged and it fell to the floor by her feet. He kissed her again, between her shoulder blades and Katy shivered. He kissed down her back with delicate presses of his lips until he reached the top of her buttocks and Katy looked back and saw Oliver had dropped to his knees behind her. She felt his fingers at the top of one of her stockings and he began to roll it carefully down her leg. Katy lifted her foot to help him pull it all the way off. He did the same with her other stocking and he did it with such care and Katy couldn’t think of a time when someone had treated her with such reverence.
Oliver rose to his feet and he turned Katy around to face him and they stood before each other again. Oliver stepped back and looked at Katy. She put her hands on her hips and she raised her shoulders and she lifted her head. She often stood in front of her mirror after she showered, and she usually didn’t like what she saw, her breasts were too small, her thighs and bottom too big, her stomach could be flatter, but today, escort bayan mecidiyeköy for him, she was proud. And she loved the way he looked at her, like she was the first naked woman he’d ever seen and that he couldn’t get enough.
“Come on. It should be warm enough now.” Oliver reached out and Katy gave him her hand and he guided her to the entrance of the shower. Katy laughed in delight when she saw what was inside. Water fell in a cascade from a wide chrome showerhead high above her, but it also sprayed out of smaller spouts embedded at various points in the three walls of the shower.
“Out of my way.” Katy dropped Oliver’s hand and she skipped into the shower. The water was hot and strong and it pummelled her body from different angles and directions and Katy laughed and twirled. She looked out at Oliver. “Are you just going to stand there and watch?”
Oliver shook his head and he stepped into the shower. He shut the door behind him and the stall was so large there was easily room for another. Katy grinned at him. She splashed the cascading water onto Oliver and he laughed and splashed her back. Katy wanted to kiss him and press her naked body against his as the water poured over them, but Oliver reached out and he put his hands on her shoulders and he urged her to turn away from him again. Katy did as he wanted. She’d always thought of herself as independent and headstrong, but she realised how much she enjoyed obeying Oliver, even in such small ways as this. Oliver reached past Katy and he plucked a plastic bottle from out of a metal casket embedded in the wall in front of her. She heard Oliver squeeze the bottle and then his hands were on her body again.
Oliver spread a thick, slippery lotion over Katy’s back with his hands. He moved with firm strokes to coat her in it, then he began to knead the muscles in her neck and back with his slick fingers. Coupled with the hot water flowing over her body from all directions, Oliver’s touch felt divine. He began to move his way down her back, working the muscles along Katy’s spine and she groaned in pleasure. Katy felt tension melting she didn’t even know she had. When Oliver reached her lower back he worked her flesh with firm, circular movements of his thumbs and it felt even more magnificent. Katy bent forwards and arched her back to give him better access.
Katy heard Oliver squeeze more lotion out of the tube and then his hands were on her again and moving lower. His fingers slid over her buttocks and seconds ago they’d been throbbing and tender, but he touched her so gently, his fingers gliding over her skin, and she was surprised how sensitive she felt. She shivered with pleasure and she arched her back further.
The hot water was pummelling Katy and she felt like she was melting under Oliver’s touch. She was starting to lose herself again. Oliver slid his fingers up the sides of her body and it made her quiver and then his hands moved over the front of her. He traced his fingers over her stomach and as they stroked the sensitive spot below her belly button Katy felt the first hot throb between her legs. His hands slid up to her chest and the lotion on his hands made their flesh feel like silk and her nipples were slippery in his fingers.
Oliver squeezed and massaged Katy’s breasts. Moments ago she’d felt exhausted and satisfied, but suddenly she wanted him again and she was shocked by how much. Katy wanted to feel Oliver’s body against hers and she pressed herself back against him and she felt his hard cock against her buttocks. He was kissing her neck now and he pulled hard on her nipples and she gasped and writhed against him.
Oliver pushed Katy away from him and up against the shower wall and Katy stepped her legs apart and pushed her bottom out. She felt Oliver run the head of his cock down her bottom and then under and between her legs. She felt hot and ready for him. His cock slid over the back of her pussy and she was panting for him already. She pushed herself against him and they were both slippery and his cock slid up and between her buttocks and pressed against the pucker of her arsehole.
Katy thought about that thing she couldn’t seem to get out of her head. The memory of what she’d done with that hairbrush. Katy pushed herself back against Oliver’s cock again and for the second time she contemplated asking him to put it in her arse. She could coat his cock in that thick, slippery lotion and he’d be able to squeeze it into her. But Oliver pressed his cock back down and she felt it push at the opening of her cunt and she was aching for him and she just wanted him inside her.
Oliver pressed his cock into Katy and she gasped as she felt herself stretch around him. He slid into her slowly and in this position she couldn’t open her legs wide and he felt even bigger. He cock kept stretching and filling her until she felt his stomach press against her back. They stood still for a moment and Katy gasped and escort bayan taksim trembled. She felt as if she was impaled on him. Oliver took hold of her hips and he began to slide his cock out of her slowly, but then he slammed it back into her and he started fucking her fast, like he couldn’t control himself.
Oliver fucked Katy with an urgency that was almost frenzied. She braced her arms against the shower wall to stop him smacking her into it. He dug his fingers into her flesh and he pulled her against him and water kept running into Katy’s face and she closed her eyes and tried not to cough and splutter. Oliver was slamming into her hard and fast and it hurt but it was a good hurt and she started pressing herself back against him. She began to meet each of his thrusts with a press of her own and soon they were moving in tandem, both as desperate as each other.
Oliver started to run his hands over Katy’s body. He grasped her buttocks and he squeezed her breasts and pulled on her nipples. He reached between her legs and flicked a finger back and forth over her engorged clit. His touch lacked his usual finesse and he felt wild but Katy started shaking so hard she was scared her legs would buckle. Water was crashing all around them and spraying off their bodies and Katy couldn’t open her eyes and it was hard to breathe but all she could focus on was the feel of him inside her. As her legs shook harder Oliver took hold of her hips again and he held her up and she leant on the wall in front of her for support but she kept pressing herself back against his thrusting cock with her arms.
Oliver started grunting and groaning like an animal and Katy could feel him getting wilder and more urgent. She felt like he was using her. He’d taken her suddenly and without asking and she loved it. She’d not seen this side of Oliver yet and she felt like she’d driven him to it. She reached down between her thighs and she spread herself and began to touch her clit. She slid a wet finger around and across it quickly and she was getting close herself now and she felt Oliver press his body up against hers as he pushed his cock as deep inside her as he could and then he roared and she knew he was coming and she wanted him to do it inside of her but he pulled out. She felt the first hot splashes of his come on her buttocks, but then Oliver let go of her and Katy’s legs gave way and she fell to the shower floor.
Katy opened her eyes and looked up and she watched Oliver grin and moan as his cock pulsed and spurted his spunk over her face and chest in great arching spurts. It was so hot and dirty and Katy got her hand back between her thighs and she started touching herself again as she sat at Oliver’s feet. She moaned and quivered and spluttered as the water ran over her face and body, and then Oliver reached up and shut the water off.
Katy looked up into Oliver’s face as she brought herself off. She wanted him to watch. She wanted him to see the moment she came. He stood over her with a hand against the wall for support as he panted and caught his breath and they looked into each other’s eyes. Katy’s face got hotter and hotter and her breathing quickened and she felt her body tensing and he was still watching her and she thought about him coming over her body and then she was coming too, she was bringing herself off for him. They kept looking at each other as Katy’s orgasm shook her. She’d never been this intimate with anyone before as she came and Oliver gazed down at her with such tenderness that her head span and she came harder and harder.
Oliver and Katy kept looking at each other as her climax reached a peak, but then as it began to subside she closed her eyes and started laughing.
“Are you OK down there?”
Katy opened her eyes and Oliver was holding out a hand to her. Katy shook her head. “Give me a minute. I’m not sure I can stand yet.” Water dripped from the nozzles and splashed all around her. Oliver smiled his warm smile and Katy grinned up at him. He dropped down and sat beside her. He put an arm across her shoulders. “Sorry about that,” he said. “I got a bit carried away there. One minute I was washing you, the next…”
Katy waved a hand. “Please. You can get carried away like that anytime. Besides, if you hadn’t started something I probably would have. I may have been a little over exuberant myself there too.”
“You can also do that anytime you want.”
“Oh god. Lets not mention that again. Can we pretend I never did that?”
“Not a chance. It was hot. Now come on.” Oliver put a hand against the shower wall and levered himself to his feet. He reached down and hooked his arms under hers and lifted Katy to her feet. “Steady enough to walk?”
“Sure, don’t flatter yourself mister.” Katy stumbled as she took her first step and Oliver put his arm around Katy and helped her walk out of the shower.
Oliver guided Katy to a long marble counter with two gleaming white sinks escort bayan şişli sunk into it. Steam fogged the mirrors above the counter and she was warm even though she was naked and wet. “Wait here a sec. I almost forgot something,” Oliver said. He moved over to a cabinet and took a glass bottle out of it. “Turn around,” he said, “this will help, trust me.”
Katy didn’t know what that meant, but she did as Oliver said and she turned away from him and put her hands on the counter. Oliver dropped to his knees behind her again and Katy turned to watch as he poured a watery, mint-green lotion onto his hands. Oliver rubbed his hands together then reached up and pressed them against Katy’s buttocks. He started to spread the lotion over her and Katy’s skin instantly began to tingle. Her bottom felt tender and hot, but as Oliver continued to rub the lotion into her skin her flesh cooled and the throbbing lessened. “Wow. That feels good.”
Oliver looked up and grinned. “Good. It’ll take the heat out and make sure you heal quickly.” He dropped his eyes back down to her bottom. “We need to take care of this.”
Katy smiled at Oliver as she watched him tend to her. She loved the way he looked at her body and the way he was treating her. He was rubbing the lotion into her so tenderly and with such concentration she felt like a goddess.
When Oliver was satisfied he stood and walked over to the doorway. He took a white robe off a hook on the back of the bathroom door and held it out to Katy. She turned her back and lifted her arms to help him put in on her. Oliver reached around and tied the robe tight across her stomach. Oliver reached back behind the door and took a second, identical robe for himself, then he took Katy’s hand again and led her out of the bathroom and back to the grey sofa in his room. The fact that Oliver had two robes didn’t escape Katy’s notice. Did he regularly shower with girls he brought home, or was this an ex’s? Katy tried not to think about it. Just be in the moment she told herself, don’t ruin this.
“What do you fancy?” Oliver said.
“Sorry, what?” Oh god not more sex, Katy didn’t think she’d survive any more.
“Takeaway? What would you like? Curry, Japanese, pizza?”
“Oh, OK. You choose,” Katy said. “Surprise me. Again.”
Oliver nodded and headed out of the room.
Alone now, Katy began to explore Oliver’s bedroom. That Oliver had so much artwork was no surprise. Art was lost on Katy though and she had no idea what any of the paintings were or who they were by. She focussed on the books instead. She tilted her head and read the names on the spines. Katy recognised some. They seemed to be mostly classics, but there were plenty of contemporary thrillers. She’d been expecting to find lots of erotica titles, but she couldn’t see any.
Katy walked over to the table in the middle of the room and inspected it. She searched for clasps or chains or some other form of restrain, but she couldn’t see any. She wandered over the bed and pulled back the drapes. No handcuffs or manacles there either, just a thick, lush looking duvet and a pile of enormous, plump pillows. She went over to a large chest of drawers and eased the top one open. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this, that it was an invasion of Oliver’s privacy, but she couldn’t help herself, she was curious about him and eager to learn more. The drawer was full of odd nick knacks, but nothing that looked like sex paraphernalia. She slid the drawer shut and opened the one below.
“Looking for anything in particular?”
Katy jumped and turned. Oliver was standing in the doorway watching her. Katy tried to mask her guilt with bravado. “Oh, just looking for the whips and chains.”
Oliver laughed and came over to her. “None here I’m afraid. Is that what you’d like?”
Despite everything, Katy blushed, again. “No. Well. I don’t really know.” She shook her head. “I guess I just expected you to have those sorts of things here.”
“Not up here. The sex dungeon is downstairs.”
Katy couldn’t tell if Oliver was being serious or not. She changed tack. “So who do you live with? Are they on the same course as you?”
Oliver shook his head. “No. I don’t actually live with students. They’re friends from outside uni. Rachel’s an artist, James is a writer, but works in restaurants to pay the bills. I don’t think they’re home now, but you’ll have to meet them sometime.” He put his hands together. “Now, you want to watch a film?”
“Sure.”
Oliver padded over to the sofa. He knelt down in front of a cabinet and Katy heard a clicking noise and colourful light burst over the white wall opposite. It took her a few confused seconds to realised it was a projector. Oliver motioned for her to join him and they settled onto the sofa as the film began playing.
Katy snuggled up against Oliver and he put his arm around her. She didn’t recognise the movie and she found she couldn’t pay attention to it. She had something she wanted to tell Oliver but she didn’t now how to say it. She rehearsed different possibilities, but they’d all sounded wrong.
“Hey, you OK?” Oliver asked. “You look like you’ve got something on your mind?”
Katie spoke without looking at Oliver. “I need to confess something.”
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