All in a day's work, part 3 - Sex Stories

All in a day's work, part 3

... believe she was trying to coax out another orgasm. She wet a finger and eased it into my asshole, as her magic mouth worked over the head of my prick. Suddenly, an unexpected trigger went off in my loins and I suddenly blew another load. She pulled off of my prick and aimed my dick at her face. She caught all my jets of sperm on her face, then used my dick to massage the cream into her skin. Now I was really done.

She let me catch my breath, then hopped up and pulled me up after her. She said, “let’s take a shower.” I smiled and followed her to the bathroom. She found some towels in a packing box and got the shower water hot. She stepped in and held the glass door open for me. I enthusiastically joined her, and carefully stepped into the enclosure. I leaned down to her face and kissed her before we started. I wanted her to know that this had been the best night of my life, and it was all because of her. She leaned into me and craned her neck upward to meet my lips. She had her hands on my chest and carefully caressed me with her fingertips as we kissed.

When the water hit me, my bladder reminded me of the beer I had consumed before we started fucking. I suddenly needed to piss in a big way. I started to step out to go to the toilet after telling Carol of my need. Her face beamed and another devious expression took over. She grabbed my arm and said “wait. I want you to do something for me”. Well, that sounded familiar. I could not wait to hear what she had in ...

... mind.

Carol got down on her knees on the tile floor, away from the spray of the shower-head. She looked up at me in a very sexy way and said “piss on me. I want you to piss on me. Wash off the cum that you pumped on my face”. I was not sure I heard her right. I had a questionable look on my face, but then she repeated her request again. “Please. I want to feel your piss all over me”. I paused, then grabbed my dick and aimed it at her face. My stream of urine hit her chest first, then I hosed her down from the top of her head to her face. She parted her lips and beckoned me to fill her mouth. I did. She swallowed. I did it again. And so did she.

As my piss drenched her, she held her breasts in her hands and squeezed them. It was as if she was being coated in an orgasm producing liquid. After swallowing several mouthfuls of my piss, she frantically began rubbing her clit. In the time it took for me to finish draining my bladder on to her, she brought herself off with an explosive orgasm. Inside the shower stall, it sounded like she was dying of pain, but I knew better. She had reached another sexual climax.

When I knew she was done, I helped her stand up. We kissed again, then began soaping each other up. It was the most relaxing, yet invigorating shower I ever experienced. She delicately washed my balls and my penis, just enough to make it aroused, but not enough to make me need to have another orgasm. I was worn out from the ones I had, and she knew it. We rinsed off and ...