The Beginning Of My Cuckold Existence - Sex Stories

The Beginning Of My Cuckold Existence

... orgasm increased to 99%. The reason was no mystery. Sherry’s clit had doubled or tripled in size on the testosterone. When I would go down on her, I’d lick along the inside of her labia, then up and down her taint. If I spent any excess time rimming her, she’d pull my head to the point my mouth was on her man in the boat. As I licked and sucked up and down its sheath, I could feel it hardening into an erection, expanding from approximately a #2 pencil diameter to perhaps 3/8 inch girth.

If I sucked her cock head, she’d cum within seconds.

Our fucking positions also changed. Prior to the male hormones, Sherry loved the missionary position with her ass at the edge of the bed. I’d eat her pussy, then stand and flex each of her knees across my bent elbows. I’d then pound the daylight out of her stretched snatch. We’d frequently cum simultaneously with me then collapsing exhausted onto her belly and perky little tits.

After testosterone, she preferred the three-legged doggy. While I mounted and drilled her, she’d first lick her right index and long fingers; then rub her clit into a rocking orgasm. Her moaning and spasms always brought me to a satisfying release.

At times, Sherry rode me cowgirl style. Her technique was always the same. She’d start by slipping my meat into her hot oven, leaning forward with her hands on my pecs. We would lock eyes. She would lick her lips as a signal that she was going to give me the fucking of a lifetime.

Sherry did all the work. ...

... She slowly rocked her pelvis, pumping in and out like an oil field pump jack. After five or so minutes, she’d rise up on her knees, still pistoning my rod inside her steaming twat.

Locking eyes, Sherry would use her left index and long fingers to spread her labia away from her girl dick. She’d suck her right index and social fingers again, adding saliva as lubricant.

Excruciatingly slowly, Sherry would pull her saliva-dripping digits from her mouth and begin jacking off her mega-clit.

Within three or four minutes, she’d close her eyes, take a deep breath and hold it. Sherry would stop pumping my cock, focusing instead on her impending explosion. While massaging her erection, she’d lean backward slightly; then abruptly throw herself forward, groaning in the ecstasy of orgasm.

I would watch her face. As she fell forward, her mouth and eyes would fly open, plus saliva dripped from her lips onto my belly and chest. I’d grit my teeth and pump upward a single time. This was enough to bring me past the brink. I’d explode, filling her pussy with my squirting hot jizz.

Sherry had incredible stamina. At Planet Fitness, she added a half hour to her aerobic routine. She continued on the mat; but now she was up to seventy-five pushups, two-hundred crunches, and recently twenty-five pull-ups.

People started to notice. Both genders would watch her exercise routine. It was clear to me the men, at least, were additionally scoping out her sweaty camel toes and clit. I can’t ...