A Neighborly Affair Part 3 - Sex Stories

A Neighborly Affair Part 3

... didn't talk much on the way to the house. I did not want to have to explain my relationship with Linda Collins, but I was pretty sure Sharon was figuring things out. However, when we got to the house, it wasn't long before we were naked and writhing in sweaty sex on my bed. She seemed to have forgotten about Linda. Still, I worried that if I was not careful, I'd lose out on both women and have to return to my well-used Penthouse and Kleenex.

But this time, Sharon surprised me. She seemed more animated than usual. As I watched my thick cock sliding in and out of her, her perfect mounts bouncing back and forth on her chest, she began moaning almost as if in extreme pain. She clamped her legs around me in a death lock and squeezed between her muscular thighs as a huge climax erupted in her body.

"Oh fuck, Sammie! Fuck me hard. Don't stop."

Her body jerked for several seconds as I continued to pound her deeply. When she finally started to relax, a smile came over her sweaty face even though I was not finished. She wrapped her arms around my back and climbed on top of me to finish me off, her ass twerking in short strokes. I was close, and when I announced that I was about to cum, she jumped off of me. With a conspiratorial grin, she pulled the obligatory condom off my unit and quickly replaced it with her mouth.

"Cum in my mouth, Sammie. I want to taste your cum," she mumbled after licking around the swollen helmet of my cock. She stretched her mouth wide and slid ...

... her lips down the shaft until she started to gag. Her green eyes stared into mine as she pumped the shaft vigorously in her small hand.

Stunned by this sudden change in attitude, I didn't argue. I craned my neck to watch as Sharon's lips slid up and then wrapped tightly around the plum-sized head of my cock. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked for all she was worth while pumping my prick furiously. I responded almost immediately.

"Unngghh," I grunted as a huge blast of cream shot into her mouth. She swallowed and gagged momentarily as rivulets of sperm ran out of the corners of her mouth and over her hand while she attempted to keep up with my explosion. This lasted for several seconds until the vein in my cock finally quit throbbing in her hand. Soon, though, she had me cleaned up until nearly every drop was in her mouth and down her throat. She released me and slid up to kiss me, overflowing sperm still on her fingers and around her mouth.

"My God, you have a lot of cum in you. I swear, you could fill a glass with that and sell it as yogurt." She licked her lips, and then French kissed me.

"What got into you, Sharon? You've always said you hate the taste of cum. Not that I'm upset. That was incredible!" I reached up and wiped the last trace of goo from her chin with my finger and placed it in her mouth. She pursed her lips and sucked my finger sensuously.

"I just wanted to give it another try. It isn't that bad. I'd almost go so far as to say you taste pretty ...