Into the Abyss--Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

Into the Abyss--Chapter 7

... dare stop! Oh, God, I'm cumming!!!" Megan squirted in a torrent as she came, her juices flowing out and running down over my cock and balls, dripping onto the floor. She thrashed about as she came, trying to either get away from the rod which was driving her wild or to get more of it inside her. She really went wild as I kept driving my cock deep inside her. Finally I couldn't take any more of it, and my own orgasm began to appear. I withdrew my hard pole from Megan's sopping wet pussy and stroked my cock as I rose to my feet. Both Megan and Lucy positioned themselves in front of my cock as I jerked it up and down, their mouths open and ready to receive my seed. I came hard, with big globs of my cum spurting from the tip of my cock. The girls took turns taking my cum into their mouths, both of them gulping and gasping as I continued to spray my sticky hot seed on them. Megan took me into her mouth and sucked at the remaining cum. Once I was finished she turned to Lucy and they shared what they had both collected, my cum spilling onto their cheeks as they kissed and licked each other's faces clean of my spunk. They shared an open-mouthed kiss and when they were done they each gave a big swallow, depositing my load deep in their bellies. I stepped back and fell onto the bed beside them, completely drained. While I tried to recover from one of the best fucks of my life, the girls had other ideas. They continued to kiss and fondle each other and soon positioned themselves in the ...

... classic sixty-nine position. I walked out to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of wine. While I was alone, I had an opportunity to reflect on what had transpired in the relatively short time I was on the West Coast. What had started as a job change had become instead a lifestyle change, and a damned big one at that. I had gone from being a sexually frustrated husband to someone who was in a relationship with two highly sexed women. And I liked the change. Unfortunately, things were about to become complicated with Susan's return. I had resigned myself to filing for divorce. Susan had strung me along for over five years, denying me any kind of physical contact and alienating me completely. How she felt that I would just go along with her twisted idea of marriage was beyond me. As a matter of fact, I had simply accepted her explanations that she had lost all desire for sexual contact. For all I knew, she could have taken a lover and kept me along as the meal ticket. I made a mental note to call an old friend in the Raleigh area who had a private investigation business. I would solicit his opinion on whether he could find out anything about her activities in the last six years or so. If he felt that he could, I would hire him. If Susan was playing behind my back all these years it would be useful information in a divorce proceeding. As for my current situation, I could only shake my head at my good fortune. Finding Lucy, and falling in love with her, was something completely ...