The Consolation Gift Part 1 - Sex Stories

The Consolation Gift Part 1

... manhood through his wet shorts as my other hand undid his belt and rivulets of my pussy cream ran down my thighs. I vaguely remembered the times we spent with Gina and my discovery of my husband’s literary sideline. Obviously, B.C! I figured that was the last time I had ever been so wet. Belt undone; I flicked the button on his waist as I felt both his hands return to my head.

“What does the customer wish?” he asked.

I yanked down his shorts, not entirely surprised that he was ‘commando’, and a thick nine-inch cock sprang out before me, “This!” I stated emphatically.

My mouth wrapped around his bulbous head and sucked hard gaining a deep grunt of approval from above as one hand squeezed the base of his cock and my other massaged his heavy balls. “Oh, fuck yes, Mrs Fagin!” he urged.

Mmmm… Mrs Fagin, I thought as I sucked him deeper into my willing mouth. Two decades earlier we had what we described as an ‘unclosed’ relationship and both of us had fucked and shared our adventures as well as sharing male and female lovers. I sucked harder on young Danny’s wonderful cock as this felt like the first time I had ever really cheated on my husband. I would tell him but for now, I was an unfaithful wife.

All of a sudden, the cock disappeared from between my lips and Danny’s pair of strong hands lifted me up and pushed me over the kitchen table. Even before I had time to gather my wits those same hands spread my ass cheeks and a moment after he said, “My turn,” I felt ...

... his tongue force itself into my tight rear hole.

“Fuck!” I cried out as an unexpected orgasm wracked my body and my quim squeezed shut and I ejected my juices all over this young man’s chin and neck and chest. “Oh, Christ,” I whimpered as I felt his tongue delve into my rectum and my orgasm continued to reverberate around my body.

I gripped the edges of the table and ground my hard, erect nipples into the coarse wooden surface as this ’boy’ tongue-fucked my ass. Almost to the moment, I became accustomed to his tongue, two fingers were thrust into my spasming cunt and the sensual chain reaction began again.

Tears were steaming from my eyes as I mewled and whimpered from the sensual onslaught. His hand twisted and his thumb stroked across my burning clit and what I had thought was an orgasm was now so many levels higher. My recollections are hazy, I know I begged to be fucked but I can’t tell you exactly when that wonderful tongue left my ass. One moment a tongue and fingers were in my holes and the next it was a long, fat cock in my cunt and three, cunt-soaked, fingers in my ass.

As soon as that orgasm began to subside, Danny flipped me onto my back and his cock was in my ass and two fingers of each of his hands were in my quim and his thumbs working in unison on my hard clit. Orgasm followed orgasm as I gripped the edge of the table and thrust my hips against his invading member.

I groaned loudly as my holes were vacated and was vaguely aware of Danny reaching ...