Jules Cheats With Sandy In The Pool Deck - Sex Stories

Jules Cheats With Sandy In The Pool Deck

... and faster, slamming her pussy down harder and harder, smashing Jules’ nuts wantonly, until she burst alive into the sunshine of her love and slathered his penis in feminine effluent, pussy froth and the fabulous, inimitable stench of fuck.

Jules gave a wry smile. His dick was undiminished by her effort. It quivered inside her pussy, sweltering thunderously. Sandy was lost in the insensate joy of orgasm.

She slumped for several minutes before returning to her task. This time she roiled atop his penis opulently, kissing him, caressing his nipples and his ass, massaging his scalp, offering each of her tits to his lips by turns. She reached down to twiddle her clit. Using her middle finger, she swiped the scent of their sex under Jules’ nostrils. Sandy curdled her pussy along the length of his pole. Soon enough Sandy’s closure set upon her yet again. She climaxed like a fucking hurricane, more unhinged than before.

Jules’ cock never wavered. It pulsed and raged inside her.

Sandy wilted as waves of heat drizzled away from their conjoinment. After a pause, she was aroused yet again by the piquant odor of their dripping, opulent sex. It seemed to cling to the heatwaves of friction generated by their opposing genitalia. Jules cock bathed in her sweaty cum. She couldn’t understand why he hadn’t ejaculated yet. Wasn’t her pussy good enough?

With a determined effort, Sandy made a third attempt to siphon Jules’ semen with cunt. She started out slowly, using her ...

... knowledge of handjobs to manipulate and caress Jules’ dick. Instead of the standard “WHAM! BAM! Thank you, Sam”, she swirled herself about his pole as cream swirls into coffee, paying special attention to the sensitive nerve endings on the underside of his cock. These she lavished with a combination of pussy froth and vaginal shudder until Jules began to hyperventilate. No man can long stand against the various sexual permutations contrived by a woman’s hot, sticky pussy.

Jules began to climb the stairway to heaven. His whole body became consumed by the lights, the sway, the tremble of impending closure. His toes curled. His eyes fluttered.

Sandy rocked him mercilessly. Her cunt became the center of his world. He envisioned himself as his own foreskin, scrubbing his shaft in glory at the urgent insistence of Sandy’s luxuriant, clasping pussy.

They came in unison. Semen arched from Jules’ cock, drenching Sandy’s pussy in the warm and the wet. Sandy literally screamed as she felt his baby jelly cascading into her womb. She nursed this milky seepage as a child suckles a lollipop. When she finally relaxed her vaginal grip on his shaft, Jules’ cum flooded out to soak his pubic mound and his balls.

The bell rang. Only then did the fornicating couple realize they’d been at it for the duration of fourth period. It was lunchtime.

Nevertheless, Jules and Sandy continued their fervent embrace, unable or unwilling to disengage. Sandy fainted atop him. Her pussy continued to throb ...