The Tunnel of Love - Catesby - Sex Stories

The Tunnel of Love - Catesby

... ablaze with lust. She began rubbing my crotch furiously and I leaned forward to kiss her as the boat passed through the gates into the tunnel. Her lips had a sticky salty flavour and as she opened them I suddenly realised that she hadn’t swallowed his semen. It was still in her mouth. As our lips pressed together I felt the hot sticky liquid pass between us and I shot my load instantly, creaming in my shorts as Jenny continued to rub my cock. The pleasure was intense, so much so that I could hardly breathe. I had to swallow the man’s cum to open up my mouth. Somehow it made the sensation even more powerful. Jenny felt for my cock which was rapidly losing its hardness. It was too dark to see anything but I could sense her frustration, her need for more cock, more sex, more ecstasy. I pulled her thong down to her knees and pressed my fingers against her pussy. It was incredibly wet and I knew it wasn’t only her juices there. I pulled her thong down further, over her ankles. Then I raised her legs high in the air and leaned my head forward. The moment my tongue felt the sticky juices flooding her pussy I felt my dick harden again. I could have fucked her now, but I didn’t want to just yet. I wanted to taste her, taste those men who had just cum inside my wife. “Yes, go on,” Jenny whispered. “Eat me. ...

... Eat my pussy. You wanted me to fuck them and now you’ve got to eat it.” “You loved it, didn’t you? You loved fucking them.” “Yeah, I did. And so did you. Now eat me.” I burrowed my head forward and began lapping away at her cunt. She began to moan as my tongue worked its way between the lips of her pussy. I licked up the thick globs of semen, savouring the taste and then swallowing it all, drop by drop. By the time I had cleaned her out with my tongue we were at the end of the ride. I helped Jenny pull her thong back on just as the gates opened and we were at the entrance again. I climbed out of the boat and reached a hand out to help Jenny get up. She didn’t move. I looked at her and realised that she was staring over my shoulder. I turned to see a group of men waiting, staring back at her. They must have heard what had been going on and came to look at the slut who’d fucked all those men in the Tunnel of Love. One of them came forward and handed the operator a ten pound note then he nudged me out of the way and sat down beside my wife. She made no move to stop him as he pulled down her bikini bra and groped her tits. Jenny grinned at me as the boat moved off again through the gates, leaving me waiting again, waiting for my turn to have a ride with her so that I could lick out her pussy once more.