Our 40th Reunion Part Two - Sex Stories

Our 40th Reunion Part Two

... her, and we can watch each other's expressions change as we approach the pinnacle of sexual pleasure.

I pulled back, again and again, slamming my raging erection deep into her fiery depths with every thrust. Her pussy got hotter and wetter as I pounded myself inside. Her screams of pleasure became louder and more intense as my assault continued, and she began feeling the stirrings of climax deep within her loins.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Marsha repeated in unison with my thrusts inside her.

I knew that if I were to bring her to orgasm and then pull out to let her drink the fruits of my effort, I would need to hold out as long as possible. I began clenching my muscles, trying to stave off my orgasm.

"Give it to me! Make me cum!" Marsha cried out.

I pounded into her with every ounce of strength I could muster, driving her toward the peak of pleasure.

"That's it!" She screamed as her body convulsed with the first wave of climatic pleasure crashing over her.

Again and again, I thrust into her, making sure she came as hard as possible. Her arms flew up, and she dug her nails into my shoulders as the tsunami of orgasm nearly drowned her in complete sexual bliss.

I suddenly realized that my loins were about to explode, and before I could react, my balls began pumping salty, thick cum into her hot, steamy cunt. I collapsed down onto her, making short thrusts deep inside as my cum filled her. She circled my neck with her arms and held me tightly as we ...

... both rode the waves of pleasure washing over us.

Mercifully, the tide subsided, and we returned from a quivering mass of climatic flesh to a more relaxed state of two lovers completely satisfied. But I knew Marsha was never delighted until she tasted the thick, salty fruits of our sex.

She turned her lips to my ear and whispered. "Let me lick you clean, please." Her voice sounded almost disappointed that I didn't pull out and pump her mouth full of hot thick cum.

Without hesitation, I pulled my cock from her steamy pussy and quickly moved my head between her thighs. Marsha looked down over her heaving, sweaty body at me as I opened my mouth and clamped it to her oozing loins.

"PAUL!" she exclaimed as I sucked hard on her slit, drawing a mouthful of our combined fuck juice into my mouth.

I instantly rose and crawled up so my lips hovered above hers. Marsha opened her lips and extended her tongue to accept the gift of our sex. A thick wad of cum flowed from my lips to her tongue, coating it with the salty fluid. Her mouth was nearly full; she swirled it around, letting the sweet nectar cover every taste bud. Tiny droplets oozed from the corner of her lips, and I dropped my mouth to lick the juice from her flesh greedily.

She swallowed and then pulled my mouth to hers. I ran my tongue around her lips, coating them with a thin layer of spunk, then pressed my tongue to hers as we shared the incredible taste of our juices.

Finally, I collapsed next to her, softly ...