Torrie's Year - Sex Stories

Torrie's Year

... Torrie on the head, causing her to release a testicle from her mouth with a loud pop. "Get that cum," Fat Rob told her, letting her know he was ready. As if she knew what to do, she engulfed his cock head once more, closing her eyes and moaning as his big dick filled her mouth with semen. She swallowed every bit of it, sucking his tip, searching for and consuming all the semen she could find. Fat Rob moaned again, satisfied by her work, "When does your husband want you home?" Torrie wiped her mouth with her fingers and licked them clean, "I told him I'd be out late." ******************** Her dress was lying on the floor next to Fat Rob's bed. He was clutching her ass cheeks tightly, squeezing them while she rode him. It had taken a long time for him to finally fit inside her. His girth stretching her pussy lips further than anyone. She laughed to herself about being glad she had given birth before taking this cock. Throwing her head back, Torrie's mouth hung open, Fat Rob sucking her tits, squeezing her butt, meeting her grinds with his fat cock. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her body began shaking, she began whimpering, and Torrie was cumming again. It was 3am and they had been at it for three hours. "I'm gonna fill this pussy," Fat Rob grunted, finally ready to end his pussy battering. He threw her back onto the bed, flipped her over effortlessly, and mounted her from behind. Torrie cried out in ecstasy with each powerful slam into her. Fat Rob slapping her ...

... ass with one hand, the other clutching her waist, impaling her over and over. He was ready to cum. Torrie climaxed again when she felt his cock pulsate within her, spewing semen into her womb, overflowing out onto the mattress. Later than night, Torrie lay awake, scratching the dried semen off her thigh, while her husband snored next to her. "I'm going on the pill," she thought to herself. There was no going back now. Chapter 6 "No underwear, no bra. Every Sunday morning, my place, suck me off, cook me breakfast, and then let me have that pussy," Torrie replayed Fat Rob's rules in her head over and over again. It made her smile. Telling her family she was going to church as usual, she instead had been going to Fat Rob's for the past month. They would also spend time together occasionally during the week. Torrie's lying increased, telling her family she had an issue to deal with at the store, or was going out with friends again. Her mood improved, happily giving her son a kiss on the lips before she went out with Fat Rob, coming home late and exhausted - John snoring in the bed. It was difficult at first. Torrie was sloppy, careless, making mistakes. Three times her son saw something on her that made him ask - semen on a dark dress, semen on her shirt, and a small amount of semen in her hair. Torrie laughed it off, giving her son a big kiss on the cheek, claiming she was a messy eater, which was a half-truth. She loved slurping and licking all over Fat Rob's fat cock, often ...