Diary of a High Price Escort Book 3 - Sex Stories

Diary of a High Price Escort Book 3

... with his football games. I'd have to be more careful in the future if I didn't want to lose my golden ticket.

Stepping into the warm shower, I quickly lathered myself, replacing the pungent odor of sex with the sweet smell of scented soap. I had just finished shampooing my hair when I heard the bathroom door open.

"You want some company?" Barry asked.

I turned and slid the shower curtain aside to find my husband standing in front of me, naked as a jaybird. His hand slowly stroking his fat cock.

Barry and I had enjoyed sex in the shower many times before, but it had been a few years since we made love under the warm water.

I smiled widely at him and nodded yes as I stepped to one end of the tub to give him room to join me.

The warm shower water cascaded over my back and shoulders as he stepped in with that same shit-eating grin on his lips.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked as Barry closed the curtain with his free hand.

His hand shook his growing erection as he suggested. "How about a little wet oral sex, Peggy."

Knowing his much smaller cock would probably flop around inside my Franklin-stretched pussy I was more than happy to agree, smiling my agreement to my horny football zombie of a husband.

I tilted my head back, letting the warm water run over my face as I knelt before his swelling cock.

Barry moved forward, releasing his grip on his cock, and asked. "Me first?"

I nodded yes and reached out to place one hand on either hip ...

... pulling him closer to me so the water would splash on both my face and his fat cock at the same time.

Barry placed his hands just above mine on his hips and stared intensely at me as I drew his erection toward my shimmering lips.

I dipped my head and gave his wet cock a long sensual lick from the base where his balls hung up to the tip, taking extra time to circle the soft flesh of his corona once before pressing the tip of my tongue against the tiny slit at the tip of his cock head.

Barry moaned soulfully as my tongue spread his cum slit open. I knew what drove him crazy and was determined to show him what he'd been missing while he sat watching football all season.

His cock was now fully erect and stood at attention. There was no need for me to guide it to my lips. Its throbbing head was poised directly in front of my wet mouth.

I looked up at him as I parted my shimmering lips. His eyes filled with wanton lust in anticipation of me taking his fat cock inside my hot wet mouth.

Keeping my eyes fixed on his and with streams of warm water showering over my face, I asked. "May I?" Barry instantly nodded yes, and I opened my lips and took his swollen cock head between them.

His gruff moan acknowledged that he wanted my warm wet lips surrounding his throbbing cock head.

"Oh, baby!" Barry exclaimed as I closed my lips around the shaft just below his flaring corona.

I sucked hard on just the head, moving my tongue around the soft flesh as I did.

"That's it, ...