Sandie's First Swing - Part 3 - Sex Stories

Sandie's First Swing - Part 3

... had resisted doing this for so many years. He even taught me how to cup and fondle the tight sack at its base, running the globes within between my fingertips before taking them one by one between my lips. My efforts were rewarded by Paul’s strong hands which gripped my hair tightly, forcing my head down onto his shaft until its smooth thick head brushed against the back of my throat making me gag slightly. I didn’t care; after so many years as a simple wife and mother, I was becoming a real lover too. I have to confess I have never found a man’s penis to be attractive. Despite my new boldness, Paul’s was no more appealing than my husband’s I did have to close my eyes before taking it into my mouth. Once I had started, to my relief it became easier and easier and, encouraged by Paul’s obvious pleasure, I tried to learn quickly. Given the extraordinary pleasure it had brought, I was surprised to see that my lover’s erect penis was noticeably smaller than my husband’s - clearly size isn’t everything after all - but it was also strangely curved, bent markedly upwards and as I licked and sucked inexpertly, I wondered momentarily if this was why it had brought such new and exciting feelings to my body when we had been making love. By then I was so involved in our lovemaking that I would happily have allowed him to come in my mouth – not even my husband had ever done that - but before he could reach the point of no return, Paul gently lifted my head from his groin and firmly ...

... pressed me back onto the sheet. A moment later our positions were reversed and I felt the touch of his expert tongue between my thighs, on my lower belly and my swollen and tingling outer lips. My chest ached with unfamiliar pleasure and anticipation. When the tip of his tongue darted along the full length of my slit without warning in a way I had never even dreamed of before, my climax came instantly and violently, taking us both by surprise. I had always resisted or refused when my husband had attempted to tongue me ‘down there’ but the new, sexually aware Sandie had had little difficulty overcoming that inhibition too and the results were mind-blowing. The first totally unexpected climax was followed by many wonderful after-shocks as Paul tongued my burning inner lips and clitoris until I thought I would either pee myself or die of pleasure or maybe even both. I was already exhausted when, having manoeuvred me onto all fours, he finally mounted me. It was a position I had nearly always rejected with my husband as being too degrading for a woman but in Paul’s expert hands it now seemed raw, real, passionate and natural to offer myself to my wonderful lover in this brutal, all-surrendering way. I squealed when he entered me firmly from behind; the feeling of penetration was so extreme that for a moment it completely overwhelmed me. Seconds later my arms had given way and my face was pressed hard into the pillow as he thrust faster and faster into my brazenly raised and obscenely ...