The Genius in Sex: Morning Routine - Sex Stories

The Genius in Sex: Morning Routine

My name is Alphonse Chereau. But I'm sure you already knew that. So I'm back for another round. I know you guys got yourselves cum-soaked reading about my previous sexual encounters, but this one will be even better, all you have to do is read it to find out just what the fuck I'm talking about. Last time I wrote to you, I was twenty one years old. Well I've grown to be twenty five, and my dearly beloved Suzelle is twenty seven. We were married two years ago, and we've had so much sex, I could write you several novels just to contain all of them. I'm still in college, amazingly, and still in the same college. Somehow, Suzelle and I have managed not to have any children yet, which is good because we need to slow down before having children. I've still got that shaggy brown hair and deep green eyes. I'm legitimately tan now and my eight pack is even more defined. Suzelle gave up on tanning and now she's just a tad darker than pale, which only accentuates her mocha brown hair and asparagus green eyes even more. I've retained my ten inch cock, and her breasts are still at that perfect C size. The problem this time is once again science. Suzelle already graduated with her bachelor's degree in Anatomy & Physiology. I'm in my last year, so I'll have some major finals. Professor Bour still teaches Biology, and we've had some wild rides in the last four years. She's thirty six now, but still looks young enough to make us college boys hard as fuck. Of my friends, I'm the only one ...

... who's got my dick inside her heavenly pussy, whereas my friends have only dreamed and masturbated about it. There's a new girl in class this year. Her name is Veronique Riqueti. She's twenty two years old, has flowing blond locks to her tight ass, warm apricot-colored skin and dark brown eyes. She's shorter than Suzelle, and she dresses very modestly, as she's been raised in a Christian household. She engages in community events, but refuses to be alone with boys, and sometimes even girls. Her boobs, what can I say about her boobs? They're B-cups, clearly, and they're small in a way, and yet they're big enough to draw attention and make you drool. It's Tuesday. I wake up with the sun, as usual, and look at my beautiful wife. Her eyes flutter open and we exchange a kind-hearted smile. She leans forward and we kiss for a couple brief moments before separating again. We lie there, looking into each other's eyes, until I wrap my arms around her and pull her in to me. She puts her ear to my chest and listens to my steady heartbeat. She pulls away and again looks into my eyes, but there's something that wasn't there before. She nods, and that's all the permission I need. I throw back the comforter to expose our naked bodies. I sit up and she slides off the bed and onto the floor in front of me. She looks up at me with an innocent glance and giggles as my cock stiffens. She grabs it with one hand and begins to ejaculate my penis. She leans forward and dribbles a little saliva onto it, ...