Irene's Story: Chapter 4 - Johan Becomes Only the Second Man To Ever Fuck Me - Sex Stories

Irene's Story: Chapter 4 - Johan Becomes Only the Second Man To Ever Fuck Me

... minutes of lying motionless, Johan surprised me as he began to slowly resume moving in and out of me. He was moving slowly at first, but he was slowly increasing the pace. “Johan, are you going to fuck me again?” “I think so.” "Oh my god, Oscar. He is going to wear out your wife's pussy!" I laughed out loud. There was so much to like about this young man. He started pulling all the way out and slapping his cock suddenly back inside me. It felt great but having had two series of powerful orgasms already in the past hour, I knew I could not climax again so soon. Nonetheless, I used my heels in his ass to spur him on and he picked up tempo. But the increased friction from the latex rubber began to make me sore as he pounded me again and again. Having just cum, Johan had even more stamina this go around. After about five minutes, I said, “Johan, I am getting a little sore. Go ahead and cum if you can.” That seemed to be all it took. Moments later his entire body grew rigid again and his erection was throbbing inside of me, pumping out whatever semen he had left in reserve. Once he finished cumming, I decide it was time to de-couple. I did not want to take the chance that he would remain hard and try to fuck me a third time. My poor little pussy was not up for that! Besides, I need to check on Oscar. My husband had seen a lot. I was wondering how he was handling all this. I gently pushed him off of me and over on his side, onto his back. His large penis flopped against his ...

... stomach, making sloppy sounding exit as it left my sore and dilated pussy. I leaned over and studied his cock. Johan grew a little softer, but largely, he remained fairly thick and large. The reservoir tip of the condom was fully charged with his semen. Streaks of white semen were smeared down the shaft under the latex as well. He had really released a large volume of sperm in that rubber, making it look a bit inflated. It looked like it might burst if we were not careful. I took hold of his semi-flaccid cock and rolled the latex up until I could remove it. Without thinking, I placed my index finger inside the condom and retrieved a dollop of semen. I brought the strange elixir to below my nose and inhaled the wonderful aroma of his sperm. I found the scent, which was mixed with a slight smell of the latex, pleasant and exotic. “You even smell good,” I explained. "I like your scent." I held the condom up to show my husband and said, "Oscar, look at the volume of sperm he just pumped while inside me. This is more semen than you'll find on a submarine!" I quipped, but the seaman/semen pun seemed to be lost on both men. I then went to the bathroom and disposed of the used condom and returned with a warm wash rag. I took the warm wash cloth and wiped the residual sperm from Johan's penis. Even flaccid his cock was impressive. It started to pulse back to life as I wiped it, so I stopped the warm moist massage. I did not need to get him started again. My red, swollen vagina could not ...