This is Part 2 of Story # 46 of my series about my post-marital sexual journey. It is a sequel to Story #43 ("Oh Canada"). One more chapter will follow.
If you want any background on me and how I got here, you can read the very first story I published (Babysitter Lauren) or my author's profile, and go from there. Each of my stories is published in chronological order
You may also see references to prior stories/people, but each story stands on its own and reading prior stories isn't necessary for understanding this one.
Not everyone likes me or my stories. That's OK. My writing style, and my sexual style, isn't everyone's cup of tea.
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"Let's shower," Emily said as she dropped her bag, stripped off her tattered outfit and walked proudly to the bathroom, her face still covered in the semen of two men.
I followed suit and joined her under the hot spray as she adjusted the angle of the shower head.
"Do you want to rinse me off?" she asked.
This woman knew me so well after just a short time together.
Emily fell to her knees and pulled her hair back, then looked up and presented her cum-crusted face to me, her desire crystal clear.
"Please," she begged.
I aimed my half hard cock at her, then let loose with a strong stream of warm piss. Emily moved her head around to direct the spray across her lips, cheeks, nose and forehead.
"You are such a slut, fuckin married trash cunt," I scolded her. "What kind of no-good whore takes a double facial, walks around a hotel with cum on her face, and now begs to be pissed on. Fuckin' cum slut."
Piss splashed across her beautiful face and she hummed with approval and arousal at the degradation.
When I finished, Emily stood, faced the shower spray and rinsed my piss from her face. Then she removed her wedding ring and placed it on the soap tray.
She moved close to me and whispered in my ear "I love the nasty way you treat me, but now I want to treat you."
She grabbed a washcloth and soaped it up, then lovingly cleaned my entire body from head to toe, rinsing away the sweat from our workout.
On her knees again, Emily focused on my cock and balls, treating them like a momma bird cares for her young. It was very erotic the way she stared up at me as she lathered up my shaft and balls and then rinsed me clean.
Not to be out done, I reciprocated, taking a clean washcloth and some soap, then gently cleaned Emily's face, erasing all evidence of the last hour of frenzied sexual activity that resulted in her taking two cum loads and a golden shower. I lathered up her delicious tits, cleaned her firm stomach, then knelt down to wash her legs, planting a kiss on her shaved mound before gently cleaning her pussy. I spun her around, washing, rinsing and kissing the glorious globes of her ass that I had recently fucked and abused.
When I was finished, I stood and we rinsed under the shower spray. We kissed passionately for a full minute, then she whispered in my ear: "let's make love. For the next hour or so, let's make passionate love. I want you to fuck me like a dirty cheating whore one more time, but for now, let me make love to you."
I nodded and attacked her mouth again. We were on fire.
We shut off the shower and toweled off.
"Go wait for me in bed," Emily whispered.
Not in a position to argue, I complied, lying on the bed with a towel wrapped around my waist.
I understood the game. With her ring on, she wanted to be used, abused and degraded like the cheating cunt she was. Without it, she wanted passion and romance.
After a few minutes, Emily emerged from the bathroom. She was wearing some lingerie that was simply stunning. A black lace one piece, pushing her tits up, bare in the middle showing her stomach, and a tiny patch covering her best treasure.
She stood in the doorway for a moment, then raised an arm on the door frame.
"You like?" She asked.
My mouth was literally watering at the sight of her.
Emily sauntered over toward the bed and stood next to me. I reached up and stroked the skin of her stomach, then let my fingers pass between her legs and rub her pussy lightly. I watched her squirm as she became aroused.
She reached out to me and undid the towel, pulling it off and throwing it to the side. My cock throbbed and bounced in the air, a life of its own anticipating what was to come.
I didn't wait long. Emily took a small tube of lotion and warmed it in her hands, the proceeded to rub it on my skin. She started at my shoulders and worked her way down, across my chest, my arms, my stomach. Skipping my cock for the moment, she continued down my thighs, calves, and the top of my feet.
Finally taking a position between my legs, she worked my shaft and balls with the lightest touch. Pre cum flowed liberally down my shaft, and she used it instead of the lotion to massage my entire package.
After few minutes of this exquisite handjob, Emily leaned forward and kissed me, light butterfly kisses on my cock head, down the front of my shaft, and my balls. Light kisses to start, they became more serious and urgent, her lips pursing and tongue fluttering against my skin, sucking up the abundant pre cum as it escaped the hole at the head of my dick.
I couldn't take my eyes off of her as she performed this oral masterpiece. It was a cock worshipping like I'd experienced only a few times before.
Finally opening her mouth, she sucked me in, first taking half of my cock, bobbed back, then took the whole thing down her throat.
"Good girl" I praised her, and she responded with a moan of gratitude and excitement, her ministrations increasing in intensity.
I assumed she was going to finish me off in her mouth, but I was pleasantly surprised when she released my cock from her mouth and kissed her way up my body, finally getting to my mouth and running her tongue along my lips.
Wordlessly she began grinding her wet pussy along my cock, then reached back and unsnapped her lingerie, exposing her sopping wet pussy. She slid her pussy lips along my shaft until they parted, then trapped my cock head and slowly descended.
Emily's eyes rolled back as I bottomed out, and she let out a satisfied groan.
"Jesus your cock is amazing. It's reaching places I've never felt before."
I returned the compliment, saying "it fits perfectly inside your sweet pussy, like a velvet glove."
"Ride me baby, c'mon, I wanna watch you come." I instructed.