Addicted with a Twist

“Damn, we can do all the family shit tomorrow,” he said. “Tonight, let’s be bad, cleanse ourselves, and ignore the rest of the world altogether.”

“Oh, is that what you’re going to do? Give me a cleansing?” I joked. “Is that the same as a tongue bath?”

“I’m going to lick you from head to toe.”

I pushed him away from me. “In that case, let me go take a shower. I want to make sure this pussy is fresh and clean for you.” I stood up and headed toward the bathroom. “I’m going to go wash away the day and then I’m going to put it on you.”

I turned the shower on, set it to the temperature that was hot enough to open my pores, and climbed in. Before I had lathered my chest up good, Orpheus joined me, his dick not completely erect but still ridiculously huge.

“Let me do that for you.” He took the washcloth and soap and started rubbing my body very gently, yet seductively. “I’m been thinking about you all day, Eury.”

I giggled. “So now my fake name has a nickname? I like that, Or!”

“I adore everything about you.”

“I played in my pussy in my office before coming over here.”

He placed his hand over his heart, feigning an attack. “Now why would you do something like that? Did you come?”

“Like a clap of thunder.” I laughed. “I wanted to be able to hang with you when you bring on that serious dick in a few minutes. You know how you drive me insane. I don’t want to start convulsing two minutes in.”

Now, that made his dick hard!

“No, we can’t have any shit like that going down up in here. I like to take my time with you. Give you that daddy long stroke.”

“Oh yes, Daddy! I want you to give it to me all night long.”

He smirked and eyed me with suspicion. “You can’t stay out all night. Your husband might get suspicious.”

“Damn, you’re right. Well, can you give me an entire night’s worth of dick in say, two to three hours?”

“Hmm, I may be able to do it in four.”

“That means I’ll get home after midnight,” I complained. “You’re going to get my ass in serious trouble.”

“Hey, now. I’m taking the same risks. My wife doesn’t fucking play.”

“So why take the risk?” I asked.

Orpheus stopped washing me for a few seconds, stood back, and looked me up and down. “Do you really need to ask that question?”

I grinned. “I don’t recall us ever fucking in the shower, Or. Want to have at it?”

“Turn around, Eury.” I turned so my back was to him as the water cascaded down the crack of my ass. He grabbed it. “Is all this for my enjoyment?”

“As long as you can handle it all, make it happen,” I chided.

I sensed him reaching out of the shower for something, and then suddenly he was covering my eyes with a towel.

“What are you doing?” I played dumb. “I want to see you tap this ass.”

“As long as you feel it, that’s all that matters.” Orpheus pushed my shoulders, bending me over so that I could rest my hands on my knees. Then he took me from behind.

I gasped as he entered me. It felt so damn good.

He started off fast and then slowed it down, catching a rhythm and strumming my clit like a violin.

“Shit!” I exclaimed as something stirred up in me and exploded. He hit my G-spot and I screamed even louder. So much for being able to last. “That’s the spot, dammit! Take all this pussy!”