Freddy in the Bathroom: My Wife's Confession - Sex Stories

Freddy in the Bathroom: My Wife's Confession

... Bea's spread-out legs, and that's when we both went into “automatic mode.” Bea and I had performed this missionary position “mounting ritual” together so many times before, that neither of us had to even think about it. Bea pulled her pussy crack wide-open, and held it that way with her hands. We both stared at our crotches as I grabbed hold of my shaft, and then rubbed the head of my dick up and down along the crack of Bea's sopping-wet pussy a few times, just to lubricate the head of my dick. When I let go of my shaft, Bea removed her hands from her pussy. And I leaned over to place my chest on top of hers, with my head right beside hers, on the pillow. And at that point, I was so mentally excited that I was already very close to orgasming. Using only my hips, I pressed the head of my dick against Bea's pussy mound. And her awesome pussy lips automatically guided my dick down the length of her crack, directly to her vaginal entrance. I eased my dick into Bea's warm, wet vagina--all the way up to the hilt, in one smooth thrust. And then I just left it there, without moving it around at all, as I was trying to let my orgasmic feelings subside a little bit. With my cheek right next to hers, I whispered in Bea's ear, “Now I want you to just lie very still, and close your eyes, and pretend that you've got Freddy’s dark-skinned dick inside you right now.” “Oh, God! Are you sure you really wanna do this?” she whispered back into my ear. “Of course I do. Don't you? I mean, this ...

... really turns you on, doesn't it? Pretending that I'm Freddy?” I asked. “Ungh hungh,” Bea hummed back in total agreement. I could feel her cheek moving against mine, while she was obviously nodding her head. “Well, while you're doing that, I'm gonna lie still too, and just think about Freddy's dick and his sperm being inside your pussy, long before mine ever was. "Now don't move!” I demanded, “I want you to lie as still as you can--even if you're orgasming. "And if you do cum, I don't want you to scream out and get all vocal about it, like you usually do. Instead, I want you to bite down on your lower lip and whimper through you nose, just like you did when you were with Freddy in the bathroom. "And now I'm gonna shut up, so that I can fertilize that nasty pussy of yours--just like Freddy did, back when you were 16!" I held my dick very still, deep inside of Bea, and we didn't say another word to each other for quite a while, as we both focused our attention entirely on our coupled-up genitals. And while I continued to fight off my orgasmic sensations in an all-out effort to try to make this awesome experience last as long as I possibly could, my dick eventually betrayed me, as it drastically pulsated one time, releasing a little glob of sperm in the process. I know that's what happened, because I can always feel the sperm slowly traveling up my urethra, right before it oozes out of my piss-hole. Bea shuddered for just a moment, audibly sucking air in through her closed and ...