The Tunnel of Love - Catesby - Sex Stories

The Tunnel of Love - Catesby

... the makeshift boat came into view. Jenny was just clambering off the guy’s lap as she adjusted her thong while he was fiddling about with his jeans. It looked like he was just zipping himself up, hiding his cock away after having stuck it inside my wife. Jenny’s mouth was open, her eyes bright with desire, as she sat back down in the boat. One of the guys waiting quickly stepped up and sat beside her as his friend got out. He winked at the operator and suddenly the boat was on its way again. “So?” the other guy asked the friend who had just returned. “Did you do it? Did you fuck her?” “Course,” he said. “What’d you think we were doing in there? I knew she’d be up for it when I felt between her legs before. Her pussy was so wet, man. She was gagging for it. And I tell you something else. She wants more. That girl can’t get enough cock. She’d probably take on every man in town given half the chance.” “So what happened?” “Well, I started going slow, you know, just feeling up her tits. But right away she reaches for my cock, pulls it out then climbs onto my lap. She pulls her bikini bottoms to one side and just slides right down on my dick. She was going wild, moaning and screaming like she hadn’t had a good screwing for years.” I listened on, scarcely able to breathe, as he went though all the details of his little sex session with my wife. I desperately wanted to relieve my aching cock but I couldn’t do it where I was and there was no way I was leaving. I just had to wait. ...

... When the boat finally came into view again, we saw that Jenny was just climbing off the guy’s lap again, only this time her bikini bra was down around her midriff. Her lovely big tits jiggled around as she steadied herself and sat back down in the boat. The young man was grinning from ear to ear and I knew that he had just cum inside her too. The operator was staring at my wife’s tits and I knew he was wishing he could have a turn too. The last guy waiting quickly stepped up and took his friend’s place, his hands going straight for her tits, even before they were out of sight. Again I listened to the one who had just fucked my wife compare notes with his friend. They both agreed that she was the finest piece of ass they’d ever had. By now I could barely wait any longer. My cock was just about ready to burst. As soon as the gates opened again I rushed to the front. This time Jenny wasn’t on the guy’s lap. She was on her knees in front of him, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked his cock. Even when the boat was fully in view she kept on deep-throating him until suddenly the guy grabbed her head and groaned as he came in her mouth. When he had offloaded every drop of his cum between her lips, he sighed and jumped out of the boat. I quickly jumped in there next to Jenny. “Hey!” the operator shouted. “I thought you were waiting for your wife.” “I was,” I called out. “This is her. This is my wife. Now turn it on. Turn on the ride.” I turned to Jenny and she looked at me, eyes ...