Diary of a High Price Escort Book 3 - Sex Stories

Diary of a High Price Escort Book 3

... screamed as his tongue pierced the swollen folds over and over.

Barry moved both hands to my ass and pulled my loins even tighter against his mouth as his oral assault of my throbbing pussy intensified.

Spiraling swirls of pleasure flowed up my spine to my brain, and the short hair on the back of my neck stood straight as if some electric pleasure tool were being used on them.

My entire loins tingled as my wonderful husband continued pleasuring me with his excellent oral talents.

I could feel the incredible numbness of an approaching orgasm beginning slowly in my loins, then build as it spread upward to consume my entire body.

"Oh God, oh God!" I uttered over and over as my climax approached.

"You're gonna make me cum!" I screamed as the first wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over me.

Barry wanted to increase my pleasure, moved one hand between my ass cheeks, and quickly drove his longest finger to the depth of my ass.

That sent me over the edge, and I screamed, "I'm Cumming!"

My pussy flooded with climatic juice flowing from the moist folds onto my lover's tongue and lips. His finger slipped out the drove home again in my ass as I rode both his mouth and finger to the ultimate pleasure.

Barry lapped at my pussy, drinking in every drop of fluid that it produced. His mouth sounded like a sucking ...

... machine drawing the sweet juice from inside me.

My hips bucked against him, my knees went weak, and I nearly collapsed. Had it not been for his hand pressing between my ass cheeks and his finger driven deep inside, I would have fallen to my knees.

His mouth consumed me, drinking the juice and licking my twitching pussy until my orgasm mercifully began to subside. My body was weak with pleasure, my mind racing with passion; both wanted this incredible moment to last forever. It had been so long since Barry had carried me to these heights of pleasure. I had craved for him to pleasure me this way, and now that he'd done so, I felt guilty about my infidelity.

As he had before, I reached down and helped him up, capturing his loving mouth as he straightened up before me. This kiss was soulful, sensuous, passionate, and loving. Gentle while strong, a deep tongue-stroking kiss that only served to beg for more.

We stepped out of the shower and patted each other dry. Barry gathered me up in his strong arms and carried me naked to our bed. He lay beside me, no, within me, our arms and legs intertwined, and we both fell asleep satisfied beyond belief.

I dreamed of him that night, dreamed of his loving kisses, his soft caresses, and his gentle touch. I slept very well, knowing thankfully that I was still his most important passion.