Claire's Conception - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Claire's Conception - Part 2

... worried that her young lover’s skills in bed might have spoiled her for me now, but I didn’t dare say a word. “Was it… what you wanted?” Claire asked me, her voice quiet and uncertain. In reply, I silently began to slide in and out of her body again, penetrating easily the hot, soggy mess that was her loose vagina, thrusting into her smoothly and deeply. Having already cum once, I lasted a lot longer the second time, building up my thrusting carefully so as not to hurt her sore vulva. It felt as if her whole body was opening up for me, her legs splayed outrageously wide; her arms around my waist or on my buttocks. And my thrusting grew more forceful again. My mouth found hers as I pummeled her body, then found her neck and bit into her skin, sucking it hard into my mouth as if trying to mark her indelibly as mine. I felt her body dilate, all resistance now gone and I thrust harder still until finally I was fucking her as violently as I could, my body slamming into hers over and over. Sweat fell from my forehead onto her face and chest as she writhed and moaned under me until finally she did reach a choking, almost silent, wide-eyed climax along with my own painful second cumming and we both collapsed exhausted on the crispy, stained sheets before falling asleep, naked and sweaty. In the morning – Sunday - we were woken by the sound of cartoons on the TV in the lounge. Claire slid close up to me in our disorganised, semen-encrusted bed. “Are you okay?” she whispered. I ...

... nodded. “No regrets, I hope? It’s too late to change your mind now!” she told me quietly. I kissed her lips softly, imagining that lovely sweet mouth wrapped around Simon’s shaft only twenty-four hours before. Our embrace broke and we lay side by side, me staring blankly at the ceiling, Claire stroked my chest with her fingertips, a massive dark love bite on the side of her neck. “I wasn’t sure how you’d feel,” she said softly, “I mean you were encouraging me – urging me to do it – telling me it wasn’t adultery if you wanted it too - but I couldn’t be completely sure you meant it!” “I wasn’t entirely sure myself,” I replied thoughtfully, “I mean, it was the most erotic fantasy I had ever even thought of… I’m not sure when it all became real.” “Can’t you work it out?” Claire asked with a cheeky grin on her face. I thought for a full minute, my fingers stroking her smooth back and sticky thighs. Suddenly, it came to me. “Well, you’re a very clever, very careful person. You were – probably - testing me out, weren’t you?” I asked. “Go on,” she teased. “I mean when you told me all the things you had done with Simon, you hadn’t actually done them yet. You were telling me what you were planning or hoping to do to see how I reacted, right?” “Maybe.” “So when you said you’d accidentally kissed, you actually set up the accident on purpose afterwards! And when you said he’d fucked you, it was because you were going to seduce him later!” She grinned. “I needed to know if you really meant it. ...