A matter of perspective - Sex Stories

A matter of perspective

... he nine inches long, he was thicker than average and knew exactly what to do with his gifts. For the next three hours they used each other to exhaustion; after thirty minutes atop and inside his welcoming, continuously orgasming lover, he emptied into her. Soon she had taken him in her mouth and after he repositioned her above him, they drank each other at their leisure. After half an hour she felt his flesh finally give itself up to her and she took him fully in her mouth and throat and swallowed in satisfaction as he cooed and moaned like a dove; she then came once again against his lips. After talking and resting, they made love twice more, and when they separated, it was with a time and place set to resume their pleasures. As they were about to leave, she stood next to her mother as she chatted with Jack’s mother, and Jack came over and said hello. Interrupted in memories of her cowboy, she smiled at him in a dreamy haze and said, “Hi.” “Did you have a good walk earlier?” She ...

... grimaced at his sickening indirectness and looked around to make sure they were unobserved. She then relaxed, “Yeah. You?” “Yes, I had a great walk.” “It’s some great country round here,” she said, already tired of the lame wordplay. “Yes, I explored a couple of small hills and a deep hollow.” She bit her lip at being reduced to landscape for him to walk through and simply nodded. He lowered his voice and asked, “Can I see you again?” She looked around and past her mother, where her cowboy had appeared, and said, “No, that’s a bad idea.” She looked at him kindly and in a sudden accession of good will and good manners said quietly, “It was good. Thanks.” He nodded and they shook hands, and soon she left with her mother. She laughed silently at the thought that she had had her best and worst lovers on the same day, and her tunnel tightened at the glorious memories of the barn; she glanced back to see Jack smiling smugly and strutting like a fool. She smiled to herself and thought, “Never again.”