A Fresh Start: Romance - Sex Stories

A Fresh Start: Romance

... away at her until Chelsea had no choice but to close her eyes and release her grip on Connor's cock, letting it slip from her mouth. A look of exquisite agony came over her face as she orgasmed and Connor felt a tinge of jealousy over how well Lance was servicing her.

Connor never got his chance to fuck Chelsea. When Sophie returned she'd recovered and was ready for action again. She told Connor to lie back and mounted him cowboy style. She wasn't as tight as Chelsea but it felt good to have his cock buried inside her again. She pressed her hands onto Connor's chest then began to raise and lower herself on him. He couldn't resist pushing back with his hips to meet her thrusts, trying to get his cock as far up into her as possible. Soon the two of them were humping each other for all they were worth. Chelsea and Lance also took the opportunity to change position. Lance lifted himself off the bed then told Chelsea to stand up. Putting his hands under her armpits he lifted her up effortlessly and, once Chelsea realised what was happening, she wrapped her legs around his waist and guided herself onto Lance's cock. What followed was a demonstration of strength and stamina from both of them. Lance used his hips to thrust into her while Sophie put her arms around his neck and drove her body onto his cock.

Connor focussed on Sophie, who he could see was beginning to tire.

"Let's swap positions,", he suggested.

Sophie rolled over onto the bed and lay on her back. Connor ...

... parted her legs a bit wider then climbed on top. Sophie was so thin and so fragile that he felt as if something might snap if he put too much of his weight onto her. So he was careful to ensure that he took his weight on his elbows.

Connor bent his head down and kissed Sophie as he pushed his cock into her, well lubricated, pussy. The memories of countless nights spent fucking her came flooding back. Whatever the reason for their divorce it had been it hadn't been on the grounds of sex.

He knew exactly how Sophie liked it; hard and fast. It wasn't a marathon but very much a sprint. He fucked her like a jackhammer for all he was worth, skewering her with every stroke. Sophie clawed at his back, giving him expletive laden encouragement. He pounded away at her until he knew he was going to cum then he slowed almost to a stop as he emptied his seed into her. Afterwards he couldn't help collapsing on top of Sophie as he tried to catch his breath back.

It took only a minute or so before he felt himself going soft inside her. When his cock slipped out, followed by a trickle of his cum. Sophie giggled.

"I enjoyed that," Connor whispered in her ear.

"Me too," she replied.

At some point, Chelsea and Lance had got back onto the bed and Chelsea was now riding Lance, cowgirl style, as if it was the Kentucky Derby. Connor wanted to watch her but he also knew he had to let Chelsea have her space. This was her 'play' time as much as his.

"Shall we leave them to it?" he ...