Sex in the Middle of Nowhere, Part 3 (Finale)

As I stepped into the shower, the spray hit just the right spots. Ahh, it felt so good: just the right temperature and pressure. The streams tantalized my nipples and, if I backed up a bit, my clit, too. I bent over to see if it would hit my anus and… oh, wow! That was awesome! I started getting horny all over again.

I reached for the body wash and began to lather myself all over, sliding my hand down to my rapidly moistening box. My perky nipples hardened as I rubbed my hands them. The massage aroused me even more. Lying back against the shower wall with my eyes closed, I let the streams hit me just right and moaned aloud.

I had gotten very close to an orgasm when I felt a momentary break in the water and opened my eyes. I just looked blankly at Don.

My husband smiled and whispered, “Don’t let me stop you.”

I was so close that I couldn’t have stopped if I’d wanted to; I closed my eyes and focused on my orgasm, so close it burned. Positioning myself so that the stream hit my clit again, I felt a rush, and my body began to convulse. I shook so hard I could barely stand, my legs growing weak as my cum washed down them.

In that vulnerable state, I opened my eyes and looked into his. As I sunk onto the shower bench, I could see his member was erect and asking for attention.

Don stepped toward me with his stiff rod in his hand, jacking. Precum had already gathered at the tip; he couldn’t be far from cumming. From the look of surprise on his face, it was closer than he had anticipated. He asked me with his eyes to take him in my mouth.

Just as I opened for him, Don exploded. A long, hot stream shot down my throat, but I kept my mouth open and drank his sweet cum as he filled it like a cup. When the slippery stuff started to drip from the corners, I licked my lips and swallowed again.

Now I was exhausted. I sat in the shower until Don finished bathing, then he wrapped a towel around me, carried me to the bed, and laid me down before joining me. I quickly drifted off to sleep.

When I woke, the sun shone brightly through the window. I looked over to find Don sound asleep; I just lay there, gazing at his handsome face. How did I deserve a man so sweet, caring, and full of love for me? He always put my needs first. I wanted nothing more than to touch his soft lips with my own. So I scooted closer to kiss him; he tasted so good.

I didn’t mean to wake him, but it sent chills down my spine when Don returned the kiss. I slipped him my tongue, which he gladly accepted and offered his back to me. He pulled my still-nude body close to his, and as they touched, the connection was like nothing else. We stayed there in each other arms for what seemed like hours.

Finally, he brushed my hair out of my face, kissed me again, and said, “Unfortunately, we need to get ready to go.”

I nodded and rolled over to get up, but he grabbed my ass as I stood. With a smile, I turned to face him. “You keep that up, and you may have to pound me before we leave.”

Don smiled and winked, then replied, “You’d get no complaints from me.” Though I walked to the dressing room, Don still had a good view of me from the bed and yelled out, “With an ass like that, I may need to just take advantage of you.”

I shook my ass toward him and bent over. With a serious look softened by a slight smile, I told him, “You can have it, but I want it rough.”

Don sprang up. “Rough, huh? We can get rough.” While I was still bent over, he hurried up behind me, grabbed my hips, and thrust his rigid member deep inside my hot wet box. Then he reached under and grabbed my tits to use as handholds as he kept driving his stiff cock into me.

I struggled to remain standing as he whaled away, so I reached for the wall to balance myself, moaning loudly. At one point, the intensity became a bit overwhelming, and I needed a breather. But I wanted to keep it fun, so I broke away and ran into the bathroom, hoping he’d follow me—and he did! I giggled as he held my hands up against the wall, kissing my neck and biting my hard nipples as I writhed against him.

“That feels amazing,” I cooed.

Don pressed against me and lifted one of my legs, propping it up with his wrist as he balanced with his hand against the wall. He guided his cock in me again, still holding my arms up with his other hand. I tugged against his strength to no avail, but I had no intention of trying to escape again; it was all for show.

Eventually, Don let my arms down, led me to the dressing bench, and sat me down. He reached behind me, and I felt him put something silky around my wrists. He had tied my hands up!

I melted.

Don smiled, got on his knees, then pried my legs apart and planted his face between my thighs. Taking my wet pussy in his mouth, he sucked me hard.

I groaned. “Oh, hun!”

He licked, bit, and sucked, then restarted the pattern. As I started to lose control, he used his fingers to spread my pussy lips apart and sank his face deeper, his tongue working its way inside. I could barely hear his satisfied moans. Though I couldn’t move much, I thrust my hips forward as far as possible to meet his plunging tongue and rocking nose.

Then Don stood and stuck his hard cock in my face, demanding I suck. Ooh, he was playing the forceful Dom for me!

“I want to cum!” I yelled, using as bratty a tone as I could muster.

“Suck,” he calmly repeated as he opened my mouth with his thumb and thrust himself inside.

After a few thrusts, I could taste his precum. Don withdrew his cock, and I huffed with dissatisfaction. As he stood in front of me, jacking off, I squirmed and pleaded that he let me cum. Instead, he straddled me, rubbing his hard dick all over me and teasing my tits to get me wetter and wetter.

Next, he circled my hot box a few times with his fingers before sliding one of them in—then out, another circle or two, and in again. Finally, when he could tell I needed to cum or I would bust, he got down and licked and massaged my clit.

Then it broke! I yelled out, “Ah! Ah! Ah! Yes!” My body began to convulse.

Don released my wrists from the tie around them and held me close until my orgasm subsided. I just collapsed in his arms. After we rested for a few minutes, he reminded me we needed to get on the road. We decided to grab a quick shower, then dress. With only minutes to spare before mandatory check-out, we gathered our things and went to the parking lot.

As I made to get into the car, the wind blew my dress up, and Don caught a glimpse. “You didn’t put panties on?”

I smiled. “Hmm, I knew I forgot something,” I said with a wink.

Don closed my door and practically skipped to the driver’s side. Sliding into his seat, he looked over and said, “Good thing we have some country backroads to take.”

I nodded in agreement and slung my legs over on his lap. Neither of us could stop grinning as we headed down the road.