Author's note:
First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story.
This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order.
Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so.
Peter
Now on to the story:
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It was a very spacious walk-in shower, with a wall that separated it from the rest of the room. No door or curtain. I noticed that the bar of soap was Ivory. A girlfriend of mine had once told me that it was the best for the kind of shower Alice and I were about to share because it didn't sting or irritate, no matter where you got it!
It wasn't long before we were wrapped in each other's arms, kissing passionately under the streaming hot water. It felt wonderful.
After a few minutes we started to soap each other up. I paid special attention to Alice's lovely breasts, while she lathered my body pretty much all over, everywhere except my cock. While still face to face I pulled her close and soaped her back and especially her ass, making sure to wash in her crack, and not just to get the cum that George had missed. I would squeeze and massage her buns then slide my hand up and down her crack, then slide my middle finger in her anus and wash around and around the opening. She was moaning again soon. Her breasts were pressed against my chest and the feeling was wonderful.
There was a little seat molded into the shower wall. I put one foot up on it so my thigh was parallel to the floor. I positioned Alice with her back to me and had her drape one leg over mine. This spread her pussy wide and allowed me to support her between my leg and one arm wrapped around her waist. I then began to assault her pussy with my other hand. She laid her head back on my shoulder and soon was fucking back against my hand. Soon she was getting weak in the knees. If I hadn't been holding her up she would have slumped to the floor. I kept working on her pussy and concentrated more and more on her clit. It wasn't long before she screamed as she came yet again. This woman was insatiable.
Once she recovered, she sat on the seat and had me stand facing her. This put my cock right at eye level for her. She grabbed the Ivory and thoroughly lathered my cock and balls. Given the number of times I'd cum in the last 24 hours and how recently the last one had been, not much happened, but it sure felt good. She mainly concentrated on my balls, rubbing them, holding them, squeezing them ever so lightly. It was making my cock stir so that I could feel it (I'm sure she could too), but it wasn't really getting hard, just swelling a bit. After a good long time of this she started to work on my cock, holding the shaft in one hand so it was pointing at her, and working on the head and that most sensitive spot right under it with the other hand.
This woman could do things to a cock with her hands that I'd certainly never felt before! This was even better than the pseudo hand job she'd given me with the Astroglide right before our anal experience. When my cock was semi hard (which was the most I thought it capable of for quite a while to come), she took the sprayer off the wall and rinsed off all the soap, and then she took me in her mouth and worked on me some more, while using her hands on my balls again. Now I was getting weak in the knees. It would take a fair bit more before I was ready to cum again, but I was almost fully erect, much to my surprise.
Finally, as we were just about water soaked, she looked up at me with a smile that depicted extreme self satisfaction and declared, "Looks like our friend will be ready for some more pretty soon now!"
We shut off the water and got big bath sheets. Once dry I wrapped myself in mine and she made a cover out of hers. I just sat and watched her while she used a blower to dry her hair. Until she finished, neither of us said a word. We just looked and smiled at each other in the mirror. When she was done we walked hand in hand back to the bedroom, still in silence, but each with huge smiles.
George was still flat on his back (duh!) but had evidently been looking in the direction of the bathroom the whole time we were gone. I couldn't tell how much he'd been able to hear, but he looked the most miserable I'd seen yet. He was a mess. I'm sure that he was tired and in addition to the ache I knew he felt in his groin, I imagine having been tied to that chair for so long had become very uncomfortable, in spite of my efforts to make it otherwise. Plus, he was a crusty, cummy, slimy mess. He had remnants of my cum from Alice's mouth, cunt and ass, both smeared and dried in his lap and all over his face. He also had Alice's juices mixed in. But I had a sense that all of those things, plus having watched and heard all the sexual high jinks Alice and I had enjoyed, didn't bother him nearly as much as seeing us hold hands and sensing the affection that was unmistakably growing between us. George had signed on for watching his wife get fucked by a stranger, period. I was pretty sure that he never would have knowingly agreed to what had unfolded instead.
"All this exercise has made me hungry and thirsty, how about you?" she asked me, totally ignoring George.
"Yup, I could use a bite."
And we headed to the kitchen in our towels. Something about having been naked together for so long, following her ass clad in the towel made her even sexier than when she was bare.
We spent a long time in the kitchen, having a light lunch and visiting some more. I was really taken with Alice. She was a beautiful, sexy, warm, and vibrant woman. The major incongruity was the way she treated George. But right now that wasn't my concern. I was just glad to be getting to know her better and better, and I was still very much looking forward to some more killer sex before I left later that day.
Long after we finished our food and drink she looked me straight in the eye and with a lustful smile asked, "You think you're ready to get it up again?"
Very honestly I replied, "Normally, I don't think I could, but with you and maybe a little help, I bet I can!"
"Good, and I'll be glad to help," she giggled. Let's go back and check on Georgie."
So we went back to the bedroom.
I took the lead. As I stood George's chair back up again I began, "Well Georgie, this was originally all about you getting to see Alice get fucked by another man. It may have turned into a bit more than that, but since that was the objective, I think we need to make sure that's what happens. And this time I mean really SEE!"
That said, I dragged George and his chair over to the bed so he was facing the foot of the bed about two or three feet away. Then I tilted the chair forward so only the front legs were on the ground and George's shoulders held him up. That put his chin right on the mattress with his head tilted back. I'm sure you see where this is leading.
"Okay Alice, time to let Georgie see what real fucking looks like, up real nice and close. You lay on the bed with your butt about three feet from Georgie's face."
She did as I directed. I took a pillow and propped it under the small of her back to lift her butt off the bed a couple of inches. Then I climbed on the bed between her legs on my knees facing her. Next I lifted her legs high in the air and put them over my shoulders. By now this had me so turned on I didn't need any extra help from Alice, I was rock hard. Holding myself partially off the bed with my hands and knees, I slid my cock deep inside her wet, waiting pussy.
I knew we had it positioned perfectly so that George's face was just inches from my butt and he could clearly see my cock in his wife's cunt. He would be able to see, hear and smell this fuck as completely as any human other than the two participants ever could.
I started slowly pumping away at her. Deep long strokes. All the way in and all the way out until my cock nearly came free. Then back in again, over and over. Slowly but surely I picked up the pace. It felt wonderful to me, and I knew I would be able to last a very long time after all that had cum
before!
If I wouldn't be cumming soon, quite the opposite was the case for Alice. In no time at all she was thrusting back for all she was worth, moaning loudly and digging her nails into my back. She was the most turned on I'd seen her so far. I began to wonder if she would be nearly so responsive to me if we were off in a hotel room somewhere without George around. I quickly pushed that thought from my mind. For one thing I didn't want to know, for another, thinking about another man, even her husband right then would have been an incredible waste!
Soon the pace was hard and fast. My balls were slapping against her ass on every stroke. Her vocalizations were getting louder and louder. And I could hear the squishes of my cock whacking in and out of her pussy in her copious love juices.
Her noise turned into a wail as I felt her cum for the first time. Her whole body shook for nearly a minute and I could feel her pussy muscles spasm hard around my cock. I felt a large amount of her cum flow over and around my cock and balls as she came. But she never slowed her thrusts!
I could only imagine the sensory flood that George was experiencing. The bed was probably wet clear past where his chin rested. The scent of sex had to be overwhelming and the sight of my cock disappearing and reappearing from his wife's cunt, plus seeing the spasms that would be unmistakable from his vantage point, would all have to combine to drive him completely mad!
This went on and on. Alice had cum four times, really, four, by the time I finally felt that wonderful boil in my balls that foretold of my own orgasm building. It lasted much longer than usual and the build up was a fantastic feeling.
It was completely uncontrollable when it happened; a pure animal sound came loudly from deep in my throat as my load came deep from inside my being. I pounded her cunt even harder and she thrust back just as hard as I came explosively. The instant I started to cum, so did she for an amazing fifth time.
We didn't stop, but slowed way down, then kind of slowly ground to a halt. It reminded me of watching a train pull into a station and seeing the wheels move slower and slower until all of a sudden you realize they aren't moving any more. I was still poised above her, and my cock after all this time was deflating in what seemed a delayed reaction. Finally I opened my eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were just fluttering open too. As we locked our gaze on each other, a smile simultaneously spread on both our faces.
