Our 40th Reunion Part Two - Sex Stories

Our 40th Reunion Part Two

... enough, and I leaned toward her until my cock touched her quivering flesh.

With a slow, passionate thrust, I entered her, plunging in until my balls came to rest against her tight sphincter. Instantly her muscles grasped at their invader, squeezing my raging cock tightly inside, molding their fibers to the shape of the throbbing cock they engulfed.

Her glorious pussy massaged my erect cock as I soaked in the burning depths of her flesh. She cooed softly as my twitching member reacted to her gentle internal massage.

Marsha and I have made love thousands of times during our marriage, and each time, this very moment is when I feel closest to her, coupled together at the loins in passionate lovemaking, our bodies react as one, our minds melding together, knowing how the other feels and what pleases most.

I released my grip on her shoes and slid my hands under her back. In one herculean movement, I lifted her from the bed. Her arms circled my neck, and her heels locked behind my waist.

"Oh god, yes." She exclaimed as the movement drove me even deeper inside her steaming pussy.

With her now firmly holding on, I was able to slide my hands down to her ass and begin lifting her off my throbbing cock. Not entirely off, but enough so that when I let her slip back down, my raging erection massaged both her cervix and the tiny g-spot that is so very sensitive.

Her teeth scratched at my shoulder as she clung to me for dear life. I lifted and then let her steaming pussy ...

... drop down again over my pulsing cock.

Her legs clamped tightly around my waist, and I tried to lift her even further as she tried to lengthen the sensual slide on my rock-hard fuck meat.

My back screamed for relief, the muscles filling with lactic acid, and to continue in this position would indeed cause me to spend most of the next day with my back iced.

I moved slowly to the bed, Marsha holding on for dear life. Once my knees touched the soft comforter, I climbed up on the mattress and slowly bent at the waist, placing her softly on the bedding.

Marsha smiled up at me as she released her grip on my body. Her hands fell to the bed and spread out to the sides. Her ankles released their lock on my waist, and her thighs fell open until they rested gently on the bed.

She gazed up into my lust-filled eyes and whispered. "Fuck me long and deep now."

I withdrew my raging erection until the tip of my cock head slipped just outside the searing hot flesh it had been soaking in since I first impaled her.

As I pressed my cock back between her glistening swollen lips, Marsha's eyes opened wide. Her lips formed a tiny 'o', and she exclaimed, "Ohhhhhhhh, as I thrust back into the fiery depths of her wet flesh.

As I bottomed out and my balls slapped against her ass, she exclaimed. "Yes!" feeling my cock head massaging her cervix and the velvety corona slide over her g-spot.

This is the position we love most, missionary style, so that I can drive my cock deep into ...