Irene's Story: Chapter 4 - Johan Becomes Only the Second Man To Ever Fuck Me - Sex Stories

Irene's Story: Chapter 4 - Johan Becomes Only the Second Man To Ever Fuck Me

... Johan flipped me over on my back without disengaging from me. It was an impressive move that would have made any Olympic wrestler or gymnast proud. Without ever disengaging from my open vagina, Johan was on top of me. In this position, he was punishing my pussy with deep, violent thrusts as I continued to cum. He was literally slapping himself balls deep into me with each brutal thrust. We were well past the point of gentle love making; we were fucking like wild animals. I was crying out in incoherent moans and grunts. It was as though I was speaking in tongues. The sounds emanating from my core were incomprehensible. I knew he was preparing to erupt as well. I was being fucked violently and powerfully. Johan was driving my ass into the mattress, and my head into the head board with each punishing stroke. I had to reach up behind me with both arms to brace myself against the head board to keep from banging my head with each powerful thrust. I was yelling loud screams of pleasure as each time he pounded into me. It sent an orgasmic wave crashing through my core. I was not sure I could take any more; I feared I might pass out. I wrapped my legs around him, digging my heels into his ass, wanting to accept him as deep as I could. Johan’s entire body then became rigid with a final deep thrust, and I could feel his penis throbbing deep inside my womb. His hands were on my hips, holding me in place to accept his ejaculating penis as it pumped its seed. I knew the condom was ...

... catching the semen; nonetheless, I enjoyed the fact he was cumming inside me. He collapsed into a heaving pile of sweat and emotion on top of me. My legs around him held him in place, not wanting to allow him to escape from my very dilated pussy too quickly. I caressed his head as he lay panting on top of me. We were both completely satisfied, sated beyond belief. I could feel the perspiration from my arm pits and several beads of sweat between my breasts. “Johan, that was wonderful. Thank you so much.” With his cock still inside me, he looked deep into my eyes. “Irene, you're the sexiest woman I have ever known." Looking over his shoulder at Oscar, Johan said, "You are a very lucky man. This is a beautiful woman. Thank you for sharing her with me." I could see that Oscar had ejaculated all over his belly, although I was not sure precisely when he came. Still coupled together with Johan, I squeezed his erect penis with my vagina. I felt it pulse and thicken in response, so I did it again. I was hugging his cock with my pussy. I liked making it throb and pulse inside of me. And we lay there coupled together for several minutes, trying to recover out senses and our breath. I did not want to disengage; I wanted to savor this moment as long as I could. I wanted to feel him inside me as we rested. Unlike Oscar, who went soft almost immediately after climaxing, Johan remained rigidly hard as we lay together, cuddling and caressing each other in a post coital bliss. After two or three ...