Asher caught her and enjoyed her warm body against his. He felt how sweaty she was and said: "Let's go take a shower; we're both pretty dirty from doing it so much."
Rose blushed fiercely, hearing his words. They had been having sex in the evening and now in the morning as well. It led to her body sweating profusely. She never showed such a dirty sight to anyone, and yet to Asher, everything was bared true about her.
Smiling, he continued, "And we can finally have some hot shower sex as well."
This didn't come as a surprise anymore, and she followed Asher into the bathroom.
It was small, just like the rest of her apartment, so when they went underneath the shower, their bodies were already clenched against each other's.
Hot water flowed down their bodies. Rose's face looked even sexier, with her hair wet from the shower. Asher couldn't resist moving his head forward to initiate a hot kiss. Rose knew her place and allowed his tongue to ravage hers while their lips sucked.
Then suddenly, one leg was raised by Asher's hand, and his dick aimed at the open slit.
"Mhmmm," her eyes rolled back while kissing as she was penetrated from below.
In the small shower in her apartment, a student penetrated her pussy while his lips dominated hers. Every time she thought about it, she couldn't believe this was happening, yet it felt better every time.
She moaned while feeling his hot, slow thrusts into her body. Hot water streamed down Rose's back as her tongue got numb from all the kissing.
Asher broke the kiss shortly after, reveling in his teacher's hot horny face. He held her leg raised with one hand and firmly grabbed her ass with the other while his hips kept pushing into hers. Her pussy tightly constricted around his dick, trying to squeeze out the semen.
It was incredibly hot, doing her underneath the shower, and it led to him trying to keep it in as long as possible.
Rose's hot moans only made it harder for him to keep it in. And in the end, he had to submit to his urges and showered her womb with semen once more.
The two kept pressing against each other, waiting for their orgasms to end, as finally Asher took his dick back.
Seeing Rose out of breath, resting against the shower wall, he was satisfied. He took the showerhead and aimed it at her pussy.
"Eek," She shrieked, feeling the water directly against her crotch.
"We need to clean this up as well."
Rose blushed firmly as she felt Asher cleanse her insides. It once again made her realize nothing was private anymore. She had to endure it as he worked hard to clean her.
After the shower ended, he got dressed. She, however, couldn't and walked out of the bathroom naked, wearing only her collar. It reminded her of her position, which almost everything did at this moment.
"I need to do some homework. You clean the bedroom and make some food. After that, you free till the evening."
Rose nodded her head and got to work. Whatever she did, she felt her breasts bouncing while cold air caressed her pussy.
She cleansed the bedroom of the filthy sheets and sex smell. She cooked food for Asher and cleaned the house. Then, when she was finally done with the chores Asher told her to do; she worked on preparing some classes for the week when the evening finally arrived.
Just like the night before, Asher worked her hard. Her mouth was used as a dick-sucking tool. Her breasts were toys for Asher to play with, while finally, in the bedroom, her pussy and asshole took turns serving his dick as fuck holes.
This was Rose's life now, but as she started to fall asleep, she crossed one more day off the list.
While Asher slept once more in Rose's bed, with her naked body in his arms, his other target didn't have it easy at all.
As soon as Asher had left her house, Sophia's body had begun changing. The lust she had suppressed for so long began leaking out. Her body, which hadn't been satisfied in ages, began desiring it again.
All of it was because the student she rented a studio to had fucked her again and again, mercilessly without end.
The entire Friday, when Asher had left, she felt her pussy tingle. At first, in the morning, it was light, and she hardly noticed, but as afternoon arrived, the soft tingle in her pussy began to grow. It began to itch, but not an itch she could scratch away.
For Sophia, a woman who hadn't been sexually satisfied a lot, this was new territory. She tried to keep up with the usual chores around the house: cleaning, laundry, cooking, etc.
But as she folded her clothes, she felt the itch in her pussy spread. Her belly started to tingle, and soon after, her nipples began to grow erect in her bra, feeling stimulated from the scratching against it.
Her entire body began going in heat, her breath hot, and she constantly licked her dry lips.
Sophia tried to suppress it as much as she could, but as evening arrived, her body hadn't calmed down at all.
After eating dinner alone, she finally broke and went upstairs. Like a young, innocent girl, she got onto the bed and put a finger in her pussy, while her other hand groped her breast.
She masturbated until she finally came, which calmed her burning body.
But as soon after she showered, cleansing herself of the sweat she had worked up, the itch in her pussy returned, and soon after did the burning state of her body.
Sophia had no other choice but to satisfy herself again.
To her shock, this kept happening until deep at night.
She had masturbated again and again, but every time, it only calmed her body for a period of time, which grew shorter every time. After which, it would return with a greater ferocity.
Saturday, she woke up, still exhausted, but what worried her more was that her pussy yearned hard for it.
The first thing she did after waking up was the last thing she had done before falling asleep. Using her hand to play with her pussy.
Later during the day Harry, her husband, came home from his trip.
"Hi honey," Harry said as he put down his traveling case and kissed his wife on the cheek.
"W-welcome home, dear," Sophia said, softly rubbing her legs together.
Harry looked at his wife's face and realized something was off.
"Is something going on? You're completely red," he asked.
"N-no, I just took a bath, that's all."
Sophia couldn't tell him that even after masturbating all day, the lust in her body hadn't gone down.
"I see; then, have you prepared dinner?"
Sophia nodded but didn't mention the difficulty, as cooking with a body in heat wasn't easy. She couldn't believe that her body just kept scribbling against her.
She served food for her husband, and they ate together. After that, Harry went on to watch TV, and she cleaned up the kitchen.
The more hours that passed, the harder it got for her. Harry spoke to her about his trip, but all she could think of was her body, which was in desperate need of a dick.
When they finally went into the bedroom, Sophia did something she hadn't done in a long, long time.
She took off her upper clothes, showing her significant heaving assets to her husband, and said quite nervously, "H-honey, s-should we try to do it again?"
Harry gulped, seeing his wife's amazing knockers, but he felt no reaction down there.
"W-what do you mean, Sophia?"
"S-sex," Sophia said with a red face.
He let out a deep sigh and said: "You know I'm not able to anymore, so what's with this?"
Naturally, she couldn't say she had been drilled by a teenager a few days before and now desperately needed another pounding.
"I-it's just, it's been a while, s-so perhaps," Sophia said eagerly.
Harry, in turn, sighed. He hated letting down his wife, but he had no choice. "I'm sorry, dear, but that will not happen again. That part of our lives is over, let's go to bed."
"Y-yes, I understand," Sophia said down. When Asher saw her breasts, he got it up at record speed.
She put on her nightwear and joined her husband in the big bed. Harry turned off the lights, "good night, dear."
"Good night, honey."
And Harry quickly dozed off, tired from his small trip.
Sophia stayed wide awake. Her hand was in her panties, softly fingering her soaking wet pussy.
She did it quietly so as not to wake her husband, but in the end, she masturbated in the bedroom with her husband next to her.
Tonight, it had been clear to her that Harry wasn't able to soothe her sexual needs. And as she began fingering herself a second consecutive time, she wasn't able to do it either.
Right now, there was only one person on her mind that could make this itch go away.