Giving My Husband To The Babysitter (mff) - Sex Stories

Giving My Husband To The Babysitter (mff)

... your cum.” Jeff needed no more encouragement. Julie’s words were the key his floodgate and it burst open. He grabbed Julie’s hips hard, arched his back, and drove his pelvis up to meet her next downward thrust. It was as though he was trying to drive his penis clean through Julie’s pelvis and out the other side. Simultaneously, the muscles all around Jeff’s scrotum began to contract intensely,..pulsing, pulsing, pulsing,..like a heart on overdrive beating unto itself. “OOOOhhhhh Gawddddd, here I CUM!” he exclaimed. Now, Julie was arching her own back, writhing like a a****l attempting to escape a hunters snare. “Aaauggghhhh! Ohhhhhhh! I feels your cum spurting into ME! OHhhh Ohhh GAAAWWWWD!!!” she exclaimed, throwing her head back, her toes curling and her body shaking. Meanwhile, I was fixated on the source of all this raw expression of passion and pleasure. I could see the contractions delivering Jeff’s cum up his shaft. At the point where his shaft disappeared into Julie’s vagina, Julie’s muscles had clamped down. Her vaginal sphincter was desperately trying to keep Jeff’s man juice from escaping while simultaneously massaging out every last drop. Notwithstanding its best efforts, I could already see small globs of Jeff’s cum leaking out around the sphincter and onto the ...

... sheets. Julie’s body relaxed and fell forward onto my husband’s chest. However, Jeff’s cock continued to twitch, no longer in a strong, consistent rhythm, but with enough f***e to still be delivering more of his cum into her womb. As she lay further forward, Jeff’s cock slowly slid completely out of her. Though still semi-erect, Jeff’s rod was clearly deflating. The sight of Julie’s gaping cunt filled with and leaking my husband’s cum all over this leg drove me wild. The throws of my second orgasm of the night began to take hold of my body. I began feverishly fingering my clit once again in an effort to drive me over the orgasmic precipice that was approaching. I again let out a vocal stream of sexual consciousness. “Aaghaaaahgg.. ohh .your PUSSY is so FUCKING HOT .covered in My HUSBAND’S CUUUMMMM! AGHHAAAAAA!” With that, I surrendered my body to the waves of contractions that had been building. Then, I collapsed onto the bed beside my husband and my babysitter. I rolled onto my side throwing my arm across them both. Together we enjoyed a collective moment or two of post orgasmic bliss. After several minutes, Julie, turned to us both, asking “is it really OK if we do this again next week?” “Next week?” quipped Jeff, “I was thinking about doing it again in about ten minutes.”