A Most Unusual Evening - Sex Stories

A Most Unusual Evening

... asshole, which I had ravaged only a few hours earlier. I was flooded with feelings of guilt, which did nothing to provoke a climax. I flipped Jennifer over once more and raised her legs and spread them wide to give myself more leverage. This position caused her whole body to shake and I watched Jennifer grit her teeth and attempt to restrain her swaying breasts with one hand as I continued my relentless onslaught. I could feel the sweat rising on my brow and began to wonder what would give out first: my heart or my back. I was starting to contemplate how I could fake an orgasm, when Jennifer came to my rescue. "Give it to me now" she shouted. "Give me your hot load. Shoot my pussy full of your steaming cum and fill my cunt to the brim. I want to feel your hot cock throb as you pump me full of your cream." Her nasty words shocked me and the sight of such filth pouring from my wife's usually gentle mouth triggered a gut-wrenching orgasm. My balls were churning and the head of my cock felt like someone had shoved a firecracker down my pee slit when I exploded. My moans were a combination of pleasure and pain as my continuing orgasm caused my whole body to spasm violently. Each spurt produced a sharp burning sensation shooting up my shaft, and it was with more than a little relief that I felt my orgasm subside. I caught a glimpse of Jennifer's face and saw that she was looking at me expectantly as I caught my breath. Although she is not usually multi-orgasmic, I was still ...

... surprised that she had only come once despite the fact that we had been fucking for almost 20 minutes. Surely I had delivered a performance worth of at least two orgasms? But I knew what she was waiting for. Drawing a deep breath, I slid down her body until I was face to face with her gaping snatch. The hair on her crotch was sticky and matted down with secretions and her pussy lips hung open, red, raw and swollen. A tiny pearl of my seed struggled to escape from her ravaged hole. Now Jennifer may not usually be multi-orgasmic, but as soon as my tongue touched her dripping slit she shook with her second orgasm of the night. I could feel the mixture of slimy juices spreading across my face as I dug in and lapped at her hole. The taste wasn't much different from Jennifer's usual flavor, perhaps a tad bit more salty, but the texture was obviously different. Thick, viscous and slippery, the goo was hot and heavy on my tongue. I felt my revulsion well up in my throat, but I was distracted by Jennifer's climactic moans. "Oh my God!" she shrieked. "Oh my God. Oh my God." The convulsions of her cunt squeezed more juices out onto my tongue and, despite my qualms I lapped them up completely. I was determined to make this an experience she would not soon forget, and when her pussy was clean I pushed her legs up and out and slid my tongue deep into her slick vaginal canal. This set off a new round of moans from Jenn as I scoured her pussy chute. Only when Jennifer could take it no more and ...