Another evening spent watching one of my favorite TV series had come to end. It would have been nice to stay up a while longer and watch the evening news, but my neck had began to hurt and it was time for my medication. A few days prior, I had woken to an extreme pain which radiated from the side of my neck to the upper part of my left shoulder. I immediately scheduled an appointment at the Dr.'s office and during the office visit, I was relieved that she prescribed me a few days supply of muscle relaxers. I'm usually reluctant to take any sort of medication unless I'm in unbearable pain. This was one of those instances.
After the program ended, I leaned over and kissed Billy,who was laying on the couch next to me, and I told him that I would be going to lay down. He didn't seem overly upset that I was going to bed, so I told him goodnight. I enjoy sleeping in the nude, and I had almost completely disrobed while walking towards the bedroom before I realized that I hadn't taken my muscle relaxer. I half-heartedly folded my shirt and jeans and placed them on the edge of the glass candle shelving in the entrance to the bathroom.
"I need to replace that Clean Linen scented candle", I thought to myself. I decided that I would purchase another on my next trip to the local department store.
I felt along the wall for the light switch. It's been in the same place since we've moved into this house a few years ago. Somehow, I could never find it when it was dark in the bathroom. After a few seconds of feeling the wall up, I managed to flick on the switch.
"Wow, my hair is a mess!" I said aloud. I had been lying on the couch for a couple of hours, and my thick, wavy hair appeared as though I had just woken up. I had "bed-head". I slowly began to comb through my loose waves with my fingers. When I was satisfied with its appearance, I smiled at myself in the mirror, because I was pleased with the end result.
"Now that's sexy" I whispered. I felt like one of those models for those fancy jeans commercials. You know the ones who are half dressed, fully made up, and their hair has that tousled look?
I managed to pry myself away from the mirror long enough to pop open the prescription bottle of muscle relaxers and fill my cup with a bit of water. I placed the little blue pill on my tongue and took a sip of the tap water to flush it down.
"Now I'll be able to get some rest," I said.
Hmmm, I thought. I may as well enjoy a nice, hot bubble bath while the medication has time to begin to work it's wonders. The heat would feel wonderful on my aching muscles along my shoulder and neck. I turned on the hot water and poured a few capfuls of bubble bath under the faucet. The bathroom was scented with the aroma of Lilies and the humidity produced by the running hot water, covered the mirrors like a thin film.
With a quick, almost snap like movement of my thumb and index finger, I unfastened the clasp on the front of my bra. I placed my palms on my hips, curling my fingers almost into my flesh as I grasped the sides of my panties and wiggled my way out of them. When I bent over to step out of my panties and pick them up off of the floor, my breasts dangled freely outside of my open bra. I tossed my underwear into the hamper and continued to remove my bra, which was still partly hanging off of my arms. It too, was tossed into the hamper.
The bathtub was now close to being full, and the bubbles seemed like they would soon overflow onto the floor.
"Ahhh, I better turn off the faucet before I make a mess in here," I said to myself.
I leaned over and turned the knob to the left, shutting off the faucet and stepped into the bathtub. I held onto the edge of the tub while I lowered myself into the sea of bubbles. The last thing that I needed was to slip and fall and have to explain another injury to my Dr. My body slowed disappeared beneath the white foam and I moaned in response to the pleasure I felt. The hot, frothy water enveloped me and I closed my eyes for a moment.
I was a little bit afraid that I may fall asleep in the bathtub, since I had just taken my medication, so, I lathered my shower puff. First, I washed my face and slowly rubbed the puff along the side of my neck. I didn't want to aggravate the sore muscles in my neck or shoulder. I leaned back against the tile and rested my head gently against the wall. I hadn't rinsed off my face yet, so I kept my eyes tightly closed. I lifted the puff out of the sea of bubbles and placed it on my breasts. I could feel my nipples tightening in anticipation. With firm pressure, I slid the puff across my breasts and over my nipples a few times. I slid it underneath them, around them, and then I began to scrub the nipple on my left breast.
"Mmmm," escaped from my lips.
It felt so nice. I have very sensitive nipples. They react to the smallest stimulation.
I lowered the puff underwater and pushed it towards my submerged pussy. When I felt it graze across my swollen mound, I lifted my leg and draped it over the side of the bathtub. Now, I would have better access to rub my vagina with the coarse shower puff. It tickled at first. I let out a small giggle. The more I began to rub my pussy, the more pressure I applied. It felt as though my vagina was overheating underwater.
After scrubbing her for a few moments, I lifted my leg, and lowered the puff further down to gain access to my ass. I scrubbed well in between my legs while I was lying on my back and then I slowly positioned myself on my hands and knees inside of the tub. Grasping blindly towards the soap dish, I fumbled around until I was able to find the bar of soap . I dunked it underwater for a second and , reaching behind myself, pushed it inside the crack of my ass. Up and down I rubbed with the bar until my ass was covered in soap. When the bar glided over my asshole, I made sure to apply a little more pressure with the corner of the bar. It felt like the tip of a penis, pushing against my anus. I'm not sure exactly when I dropped the bar of soap, but, I believe that it was shortly after I tried to fuck myself with the corner. The next thing I knew, my middle finger was circling my anus, almost in taunting way. It felt so wet and slippery.
The muscle relaxer had began to kick in, because when I heard the door to the restroom fly open, I wasn't shocked at all. I didn't even try to stop playing with my asshole.
"What the hell are you doing," Billy asked.
"I'm washing up," I said.
"It doesn't look like that's what you're doing. And why are your eyes closed?"
"I haven't rinsed the soap off of my face yet," I replied.
I couldn't see his facial expression, but I could hear his footsteps approaching the bathtub.
He reached out and grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back slightly as he whispered in my ear.
"I've caught you playing with yourself again. You know I don't like it when you do that without me."
With his other arm, he pushed my arm away from my ass and with a loud splash, it hit the water.
Billy was very good with his hands. I wasn't surprised at how he was able to stand me up in the tub by pulling my hair with one hand and at the same time, turning the shower on. He pushed my face into the shower stream and began to rub my face. I opened my mouth, letting the flow of water enter me, and then spitting it back out. He then used the same arm that had turned the shower on, and wrapped it around my waist, picking me up and pulling me out of the tub. I could tell that I was still facing the shower because he had placed me in such a way that my toes pushed against the side of the bathtub. He then used his foot, to spread my legs further apart. It was only then, that he unwrapped his fingers from my hair.
"Bend over," he ordered.
I did not hesitate.
"I want you to pull your ass cheeks apart for me," he hissed.
I did what he requested.
There I was in our bathroom, leaning over the tub, my forehead almost pressing against the edge, and pulling my ass cheeks apart.
When his tongue first lapped at my asshole, I tried to squeeze it with my anus. This must have made him even more full of lust because he started to lick and probe my asshole with his tongue. He wiggled his tongue as far as he could inside of me. When he stopped fucking my ass with his tongue, I felt so empty.
Even though my face were no longer covered in soap, my eyes were closed. They did not open until I felt the sting of his belt, smacking across my ass cheeks and my hands. He would whip me a few times until he made me whimper. I could feel my eyes begin to fill with tears. I think that he knew I was on the verge of tears. So, instead of continuing with whipping my ass cheeks, he would use the unbuckled side of his belt and slap my puckered asshole. Every time that he would slap my anus, I would squeeze my asshole.
He continued to whip me, on and off for about fifteen minutes or so, until my cheeks and asshole felt like they were burning. At some point throughout my spanking, he had reached into the hamper for my black lace bra. He had permitted me to let go of my ass cheeks so that he could tie my wrists behind my back with my bra. I could not resist him, nor did I want to.
He drug me over to the toilet, and he sat down on top of the seat. With my back towards him, he lifted my bra-tied arms over his head so that they rested around the back of his neck.
"Sit down" he said.
I lowered myself onto his lap. His cock was pressing into my ass cheeks. I could almost feel it's heartbeat.
He made me raise myself up off of him a few inches and would not let me sit back down. My thighs froze in place. He fumbled for a moment, pulling his cock out of his pants and aiming it up towards my vagina. It felt as if he were using his cock as a paintbrush, plastering my pussy and vagina and everything in between with his precum. He aimed the head of his cock directly at my asshole and began to push upwards. I wanted to lower myself down onto him, but he had not yet given me permission to do so. His cock was always a drippy cock when he was excited. I could feel him oozing from the tip into my asshole. He entered me a bit more, stretching my asshole apart.
"Tell me you love me," he demanded.
"I love you, Billy," I said.
He grabbed me by my hips, and forced me down onto his cock without warning. I couldn't even move because he had such a grip on my hips that he would just use me to fuck his cock. I couldn't exactly fuck him back, because he was controlling my body's movement. The only thing that I could do in this moment, was to squeeze his cock inside of my asshole. I was sucking his cock with my ass. I matched every thrust with a cock sucking ass squeeze.
To be continued. 
