Until Next Time - Sex Stories

Until Next Time

... and receiving pleasure and getting lost in the moment. John's cock grew and grew as I rimmed his ass, stroking his cock and my own. Paula had another orgasm, or maybe several more, and John's face was shiny with pussy cream. John begged me to slow down, telling us that he wasn't ready to cum yet. I was now fucking his ass with my tongue, and jerking his cock with long, slow strokes. I moaned in disappointment as John reached down and gently removed my hand from his dick and stood up. He grabbed a condom from the box, passing it to me. I grinned, handing it back. He looked surprised when I told him I wanted him to go first, to stretch her out for me. He shuddered in anticipation and wasted no time rolling the condom down his shaft. I held him at her entrance, and with a grunt he began to push his cock into her. He worked his way into her until he had buried himself deep in her pussy. I tugged my cock and watched as they kissed for a few moments, allowing Paula to adjust to his massive girth. My precum began to flow steadily as I watched. John found his rhythm, driving his manhood into my wife. He kissed her on and off, taking breaks to pinch and lick her nipples. I'm a voyeur at heart, and stood mesmerized next to them. I offered Paula my cock first. She sucked me wildly, thrashing her head around and moaning with delight. Next, I offered my cock to John, who sucked it while Paula and I exchanged loving glances. We moved from the large armchair to the couch. Once again Paula ...

... laid down on her back, spreading her legs. Her pussy was soaked, and her juices had begun to trickle down her ass crack. As John watched, I buried my face in her cunt and lapped up all her juices. It was now my turn to fuck my wife, and I was more than ready. I rolled a condom down my shaft and entered her fully in one thrust. John helped me hold her legs up as he enjoyed the show. Before long he was standing by Paula's head and fucking her mouth. He tensed up, almost cumming in her mouth when I thanked him for stretching her pussy out for me. I felt his hands between our legs, taking turns rubbing her clit and squeezing my heavy balls. Now it was John's turn to talk dirty. He knelt down, face to face with Paula and begged her to cum again for us. Her movements became more frantic as he talked, rubbing her clit with his fingers as I fucked her as hard and deep as I could. I could feel her orgasm building, and she arched her back off the couch. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open in a silent cry of passion. She finally screamed and began to cum, her juices pouring out, soaking my cock and the couch. Paula clawed at my back and wrapped her legs around my backside, as if she was trying to force me even deeper inside of her. I had every inch buried, and I gasped as my own orgasm started to build. Face to face on top of her, I felt spurt after spurt of cum erupt into the condom. I collapsed on top of her breathless. We trembled and held each other close until John's soft ...