“Yeah, don’t get your hopes up this time. It’s only been fifteen minutes since we finished.”
They ran the shower to get the water warm. Emma tucked her hair into a shower cap. “It takes forever to dry otherwise.” Ken said he could use the blow-dryer if his hair got wet.
She stepped in first, and he followed, marveling again at her butt as the water ran down the crack. They traded the soap back and forth, then Kenny started washing her back, which logically connected to her ass, so he washed that, too. By the time he ran his soapy hand down her butt
crack, she was choking back a moan.
“My turn to get you clean,” she said, grabbing the soap out of his hands. She got her hands soapy and, looking him in the eye, soaped his balls, pushing her fingers into every crevice. “Cleanliness is next to godliness. My mother told me that. I don’t think she had this in mind, but it still holds true. Let me clean a little more.”
She got her hands soapy again, wrapped her hands around his limp dick and stroked it. He choked out a single “Jesus.” She kept it going for another minute, leaving it semi-erect.
“Almost done,” she said. “Turn around. Put your hands against the wall so you don’t fall and hurt yourself.”
She soaped her hands again while he turned and found the wall. She grabbed his buttocks and slid her slippery hands over them, making sure to rub her fingers in the crack. “Oh, Christ, Emma…”
Whatever he was going to say was choked back when she slid one slippery finger into his ass, and out again. “Oh, you little bitch!” he gasped.
“Well, you did it to me. Before, I mean. And it felt really nice, too. So you’ve got nothing to complain about.”
“I’m going to make you beg, Emma. You watch me.” He turned around and got one arm around her, pulling her in for a long kiss with tongue. Lost in the kiss, she didn’t see him take the soap from the soap dish and lather up his fingers.
When he pushed his slick index finger into her ass, she jumped, nearly chipping one of his teeth. “You bastard! You could have given me some warning!”
He continued pushing his finger into her ass. “Like the warning you gave me? Besides, you said you liked it. Is this hurting you?”
He could barely hear her say ‘No’, lost in the sound of the shower. “Do you like my finger in your ass, Emma?”
Again, he had to listen very carefully before he finally heard her say, “Yes.”
“I like my finger in your butt, too. You have a world-class ass, baby, and it’s such a rush to do nice things to it.”
He continued pushing in and out as she went limp against him. Finally he said, “We’re going to turn into prunes if we stay in here much longer. You done?”
She nodded, and he turned off the water. He stepped out first and handed her a towel, then wiped himself down. He noticed his dick was in an almost serviceable state. While she dried off — a process he observed in the mirror and surprisingly found very erotic — he blew dry his hair and ran a comb through it.
As he finished, she came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him. “I love you, Kenny.” That made him smile.
He put the dryer down and turned around, taking her head gently in his hands. “And I am completely nuts about you. Now, I believe we had an agenda for the day. Let’s see, what was it? Oh, yes. Screw. Shower. Screw again. Have dinner. Fuck. Sleep for two hours. Hump each other dry. Tomorrow’s agenda is pretty much like today’s.”
She was laughing by the time he finished. “Yeah, we’ll see how much stamina you have by the time I’m finished with you.”
They turned off the bathroom light and went back towards the bed. She turned suddenly and placed her hand around his cock. “So, I’m thinking about this agenda of yours. I’m kinda new at this, but doesn’t this thing need to be a little stiffer before you can do anything with it? What do I do in the meantime?”
“See, that’s the nice thing about being married, we can help each other out with one little task or another. We don’t have to do everything ourselves.”
“What can I help you with?”
“You can help me get this thing ready to help you get off. Get down on your knees, baby.”
She went to her knees and found a comfortable position. “Like this?”
“Yes. I was remembering what you did to me before with your mouth. I got hard in no time. Some more of that, please.”
“We were on the bed before, when I was licking you.”
“And you may find it easier from this position, because of the angle of your mouth and my dick. Everything else should be the same. Just remember, lips over teeth. And the wetter you get it with saliva, the easier it will be.”
Emma took the dick in her hand to hold it still — it was twitching in anticipation — then opened her lips and slid them over the head. Ken closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. She closed her lips and teased the tip with her tongue, then slipped it out. “Jesus, baby, that’s perfect,” he moaned.
Encouraged, she slid her lips in and out over the head. His breathing got erratic as she continued. After several minutes, he choked out, “Wait, just for a minute, baby. Wait.”
He took her head in his hands so she would look up at him. “That’s just exquisite, Emma. Try something for me, just to see what happens. This time, open your mouth and stick out your tongue, then slide it into your mouth as far as you’re comfortable, then close your lips over it and let it slide out. If you feel like you’re going to choke, try breathing in through your nose sharply. See what happens.”
He let her find her best position and watched as she awkwardly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She pushed in toward his cock and let it slide over her tongue towards her throat.
She closed her lips and, without being asked, sucked in her cheeks and moved her tongue in a circular motion over the shaft as it slid out. He couldn’t help himself. “Oh, my God, that’s fucking amazing!”
She pulled off with a pop, and asked, “It was okay? I did it right?”
“Oh, hell, yes, you did it right. Do it again. Try going a little deeper, if you can.”
“Okay, gimme a sec.” She coughed politely once, then opened her mouth again with a look of determination on her face. She guided the dick to the opening, then pushed her head forward to slide his dick into her mouth. This time he felt it go to the back of her mouth. She coughed, and he heard her take in air through her nose. She pushed a half inch further, then closed her lips over the shaft. She bobbed up and down on his dick while the tongue slid back and forth.
“Ohmigod, ohmigod, baby, yes, like that!” He could feel his legs trembling from the tension of trying to remain motionless.
After a minute, she pulled quickly off and gasped for air. She looked up at him, breathing heavily.
“Un-fucking-believable. I can only imagine how good you’re going to be with a few months practice. That was amazing. Look how hard you’ve gotten me! Once more, baby, please.”
He could see how pleased she was, that she had done this task well, and that she had made him feel so good. She nodded once to herself, then stuck out her tongue and pushed onto his cock. She moved down steadily, looking for her limit, then wrapped her lips around it and again bobbed up and down. She was producing a lot of saliva, he could feel it on his dick as her lips slid over it. He could tell that his dick was poking at the entrance to her throat, which was as far as she was comfortable going.