Chapter 24: Bath
Domina and Livia plucked leaves from the Sapoa Tree, then hopped lightly across the riverbank—careful not to spill the sticky sap.
Nathan followed suit, grabbing a leaf of his own and jumping after them.
The two girls set their Sapoa leaves down near the water's edge. Without hesitation, they peeled off the thin fabrics barely covering their breasts and asses.
Nathan swallowed hard. This time, the view was completely unobstructed. Not a scrap of cloth in sight.
Their glistening brown skin shimmered under the sunlight, and Nathan's face flushed as he felt his cock twitch, growing even stiffer.
Domina was the first to step into the river, her long legs slicing through the water with a trained, graceful motion. Livia followed close behind, soft ripples trailing up their thighs as they moved deeper—slow, unhurried, like they were performing some kind of ancient bathing ritual.
Nathan stood frozen. Every muscle in his body locked up. His eyes were wide open, completely entranced.
The two women lowered themselves into the water, crouching until the cool river touched every inch of their skin. They dipped beneath the surface, then rose again—wet, gleaming, their slicked-back hair clinging to their napes, with droplets gliding down their curves like strands of liquid diamonds.
Domina's breasts bounced softly as she stood tall, water trickling down from her dark nipples. Her flat stomach shimmered under the sunlight, every defined line looking like it had been carved by hand. Livia tilted her head back, her full ass arching slightly as she wrung the water from her hair. The sunlight caught her body perfectly, highlighting the gentle curve of her hips and the firmness of her thighs.
Without a word, they reached for the Sapoa leaves.
They tilted the leaves gently, letting the blood-red sap ooze into their palms—thick, glistening, like some kind of natural body wash. Domina spread the gel across her collarbone, then dragged it down over the slope of her breasts, massaging in slow, circular motions. Her fingers slipped between the curves, tracing lower... teasing along the line of her stomach.