Sharon And Kurt Suck Each Other - Sex Stories

Sharon And Kurt Suck Each Other

... got his dick in, but right now this novice was holding his own…and a few of hers, too.

Sharon arched her back. She fired her clit further into Kurt’s mouth. She was already at the precipice of catastrophe. If Marcus ate pussy like this, Sharon wouldn’t even be here. She’d be in her boyfriend’s arms, fucking and sucking, churning and moaning. Obviously, Kurt had been understating his talents.

Kurt took his index finger and twirled it slowly into Sharon’s ass. Sharon erupted. She humped Kurt’s mouth like a fiend, pressing his face into her cunt by gripping the back of his head. The flashing lights of completion consumed her. Despite the contest rules, if Kurt poked his dick into her pussy right now, she’d let him cum TWO times, and not be unhappy. The only superlative missing from his cunnilingus was that familiar and welcome sticky puddle of semen trickling down the crack of her ass and cooling on the sheets.

Kurt continued to lavish Sharon’s cunt with his flickering tongue. She receded from her first orgasm, recovered nicely, and began another march up the ladder to ecstasy.

“Who taught you this?” she huffed. “Not that fucking Denise!!”

Kurt ignored her. Sharon was reconsidering her relationship with Marcus. She didn’t see how she’d gone this long without such expert tongue play. She and Kurt were friends, true. And she knew that he really cared for Denise. But that bitch didn’t know what she had. Kurt was a keeper.

Kurt licked and sucked Sharon up to the ...

... very verge of another capitulation. She was fully prepared to leap into the abyss again. Just at the critical moment, Kurt scrambled up. Straddling her breasts, Kurt offered his dick to Sharon’s lips. Sharon gobbled his dick down like a drowning woman. If this is what Kurt needed to get back to work down south, she’d blow him six ways from Sunday.

Kurt gripped her ears as he drove his penis into her throat. Sharon was still balancing on the edge of the razorblade. One more clitoral stroke and she would explode into sunshine. Even the heft of Kurt’s dick in her throat brought Sharon to the point of seizure. This was heaven. She felt the boil of Kurt’s balls against her chin, inhaled his penile scent as trigger for an atomic explosion. Kurt, too, was sliding along the razor’s edge.

Sharon tasted his pre-cum and knew that Kurt’s collapse was imminent. He pulled out of Sharon’s throat, scrambled south, and inserted himself into her churning vagina. She opened her thighs happily to receive him. His bulbous cockhead plowed her open. Once situated inside her pussy, Kurt felt the inevitable surge that Paula had warned against. His semen rushed, willy-nilly, to his exit portal. It longed to puddle in the back of Sharon’s gaping dickhole. All of Paula’s training soon came to naught.

The two lovers collapsed with the fury of a nuclear detonation. Kurt inseminated her; Sharon locked his penis in place as he spurted. Kurt’s penis wasn’t as big as Marcus’, but his attentive foreplay ...