Going for the Triple - Sex Stories

Going for the Triple

... deeply, into her waiting pussy. With me still inside Mary moved a little away from me to make more of an angle with me and then draped her legs over mine so that I, still inside her, made a right angle and while on my side we could move gently against each other. “Oh God this is good,” she whispered, “I never thought at my age I would feel such a lovely cock inside me again.” From such a demure, grey-haired old lady these were words I never would have thought to have heard. But then it was her turn to surprise me again. She turned on the bedside light so she could see me sliding in and out of her and I could watch her as well. Then she slid away from me, rolled over and knelt facing away from me. “Sven, now. Like this, take me hard, doggy fashion.” It would have been rude to refuse so I knelt behind her, running my fingers up the inside of her thighs and caressed her wet and ready honey pot, then I eased his tip into her and gently pulled her all the way onto him using her hips. Then we started the dance again, wonderful sloshing noises coming from what rapidly became an out of control rut. Mary’s tightness meant that neither of us was ever going to last long even though this was now the second time in less than half an hour we were having sex. This time I came first stretching hard into her in three long spasms of cumming. As we subsided onto the bed Mary managed to tuck a towel underneath us. ’Clever girl,’ I thought as still together we fell asleep. — 000 — I woke alone ...

... to the Saturday morning sunshine coming through a crack in the curtains, on my own in that half world between sleep and waking I remembered the events of the previous night almost with disbelief. As the waking state took over I remembered more and more and then felt the towel still in the bed beside me. Its less than fragrant aroma confirmed the events. I decided to play quiet and nonchalant and wait and see how Mary was before I said anything. I certainly didn’t want to upset her or anyone else. After all Pam and I may have a relaxed attitude towards other partners but this was not something that we particularly mentioned to to others unless it was warranted. Making myself decent in a pair of shorts I freshened myself up and ambled into the kitchen. Mary was sat in a housecoat at the table with a cup of coffee and looking out of the window at the river as I walked up behind her and rubbed her shoulders. “Sven. About last night...?” “Yes” “I don’t want you to think....” Mary started and then stopped. I sat in the chair beside her and turned her to face me, her knees between mine. I leaned forward and kissed her gently. “And what is it that you don’t want me to think?” She didn’t answer for a moment. Then, “Sven, I’m sorry I took advantage of you, but when I saw you naked through your bedroom door walking into your bathroom I couldn’t help myself.” “Mary, I didn’t exactly stop you did I?” I stood up and pulled her to her feet where I could hold her properly to me and kissed her ...