Prelude

Laura has just enjoyed her very first Hall Pass experience with Joe, one of New York’s hottest

Fireman. To enjoy the whole experience with her, read Five Alarm Hall Pass Part One.

Part 2

I slid down to my stomach, sated but not exhausted and turned my head toward the camera to give Andy a wink and a little wave. Knowing he was there watching the entire time was so hot. I had worried that I might feel like I was performing for the camera or think about the angle of the camera, but it wasn’t like that at all. I was able to get lost in the moment with Joe, enjoying the amazing gift my husband set up for me, while the background of my mind pictured Andy watching.

I felt the bed dip as Joe returned from the bathroom and knelt on the bed. With a warm cloth, he wiped me clean, removing his spent seed that he’d shot on my ass. He leaned forward, placed a kiss on my shoulder and growled out, “You are so fucking hot.”

“Says the smoking hot fireman,” I replied with a smile.

Within minutes, I heard Joe start the shower and closed my eyes, already reliving the entire night. Of course there was video, but I wanted to remember the touch of his rough hands, the feel of his breath on my neck, the tempo of his every stroke. My thighs started to rub together as I thought of the way he fucked me. Lost in my thoughts as I was, I jumped when Joe whispered in my ear. “Time for a shower, sweetheart.”

That’s what he usually called me in our messages. That or “sexy”. I joked with Andy that men use those terms so they don’t accidentally use the wrong name. But coming out of his mouth, with his sexy as hell voice, did something to me. Butterflies formed in my belly and my mind went to the many shower pictures and fantasies we had shared. I sat up, and Joe leaned down, putting his right shoulder just where those butterflies had gathered, picked me up, and fireman carried me over his shoulder to the shower.

I giggled like a schoolgirl!

He spanked my ass and then gently set me down in the large shower. Using my shower gel, he washed my body from head to toe. The look of fascination on his face as he worked up a lather on my big tits was so adorable.

“I love these so much; they are perfect,” he said as he plumped them in his hands and rolled my soapy nipples between his fingers. And who doesn’t love a compliment like that. Glancing down, I noticed he was getting hard again. I gripped his wrists and told him it was my turn to wash him.

His broad shoulders and strong arms seemed like the best place to start, but I didn’t just use my hands! I used my entire body. My arms and hands to wash his muscular thighs and my soaped-up tits to wash his back. Coming around front, I spent extra time caressing his smooth balls and stroking his rapidly stiffening cock. Then I gently guided us back under the spray of the shower, making sure we were both squeaky clean.

Before Joe could reach for me, I stepped back from the spray and lowered to my knees. Looking past his now throbbing cock, I looked him in those sultry eyes, opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.

“Good girl.”

OMG, my pussy dripped as he ran the head of his cock around my lips, then tapped it on my tongue a couple of times before allowing me to take it into my mouth.

“Eyes up here, look at me,” he instructed. He leaned forward, placing one hand on the glass shower wall to accommodate for his height. The other hand cupped under my jaw and stroked my cheek as he praised me on every stroke that I took him deeper into my mouth. Every few strokes, he would pause at the back of my throat, and I would swallow around the head of his cock. His pace doubled, and his strokes became longer, hitting the back of my throat on every stroke. The look on his face made me want to drain him right down, but Joe had other plans.

He pulled his cock from my mouth, and I released him with a pop, panting a little as I caught my breath. Before I had my wits about me, I was pulled to my feet, and Joe buried his tongue in my mouth for a hot, passionate kiss. “Turn around,” he growled, turning my body so my tits were pressed up against the glass wall. “Time to continue the show.” Looking up, I noticed one of the cameras had been moved to catch all the action in the shower.

Joe reached around to rub my clit, bent his knees and entered me in one long, smooth stroke. “Oh fuck, yes,” I sighed out, thankful for his grip to keep me upright. “You feel so amazing. I love getting fucked from behind, it’s so deep.”

“I know baby, I know how you like it.” His rhythm increased, and he started to fuck me relentlessly, his smooth balls slapping against me on every stroke. “Yes, you like it when I fuck you hard, don’t you baby?”

“Aaaahhhhh, yes please Joe, don’t stop. Ooohhh, I’m gonna cum!” I screamed, clamping down tight. Joe didn’t slow down for even a moment; he fucked me right through my orgasm and then another. I was floating through wave after wave of pleasure as he growled and grunted in my ear, sometimes words of praise, others describing his own pleasure. There was no longer a measure of time. He fucked me for minutes, days, lifetimes until he milked out every bit of pleasure that I possessed. That is when he came deep inside me. His cock jerked and twitched as he roared with his release.

I was grateful he still had the strength to hold me up. My legs were trembling, and the endorphins had my brain a little fuzzy. Joe turned me and gently washed my body, placing soft kisses along my neck, the tops of my breasts and the inside of my thighs. Making sure I could stand on my own, he gave himself a quick wash and turned off the water. We dried ourselves off, then Joe swept me off my feet and carried me to the bed. He straightened the rumpled covers, tucked me in and brought me a bottle of water and my cell phone, then got himself dressed.

“Thank you for an amazing time. Let me know if you ever make it back to New York.” He kissed me one last time and gave me a wink. “Andy is expecting your call,” he reminded me, then let himself out with one final look over his shoulder.

Sitting up, I drank down half of my water, propped the pillows against the headboard and picked up my cellphone. Andy answered after the first ring, and I suddenly found myself nervous about how he would react. Even though this was his plan, my stomach started to drop, until I heard his voice across the line. “That was so amazingly hot! Did you have fun?”

“You are the best husband in the entire world. And yes, I had an amazing time. Did you like watching?”

“I did, very much. Seeing the look on his face when he sunk into you that first time and when you came and clenched down on his cock with your tight pussy, I knew exactly what he was feeling. He is never going to forget that feeling for the rest of his life, I can tell you that.”

“As hot as it was to play with him alone, I wish you could have been here,” I told Andy, realizing that I meant every word. “Even if you joined us halfway through. That would give me the excitement of one-on-one and the attention of two men that drives me wild.”

“Next time,” he told me, and I sighed with contentment. I let out a big yawn, told him how much I loved him and promised him that I would start working on returning the favor. “I love you too, but we can talk about all that later. Get some sleep, you still have a long week ahead of you.”

I thought he meant my Sales Conference, but boy, was I wrong.