The Road Journey - Sex Stories

The Road Journey

... and Amanda’s cum was all over us, thick and creamy. At one point, we were pounding her pretty good, and she was giving it right back to us, meeting our thrusts with thrusts of her own. I actually almost came and had to abruptly stop, as I had a few other “configurations” I wanted to try. Alarmed, Amanda said, “What’s the matter?” “Nothing, honey,” I assured. “You almost made me cum.” I really couldn’t take much more, and I knew Amanda had cum several times. We were ready for the big finale. I suggested we change it up and go back to missionary, with me fucking Amanda. I wanted to watch her suck Slate while I fucked her, and in general just get a view of that gorgeous face, contorting so beautifully with pleasure. She quickly took his dick, working it with her hand and mouth, her efforts producing “smacking” sounds as saliva met suction. She worked his balls too, tugging, stroking and licking while I fucked her. She would take a break from sucking him so I could kiss her. I wasn’t sure how I would feel about this, but I loved it because her lips and mouth were so distended with blood, and the warmth felt and tasted incredible. I was starting to get that familiar tingle in my loins, and I knew I was close. I was pounding Amanda pretty hard now, with her tits bouncing, the five-star bed making noise and Slate’s hard cock starting to bulge even more. “I want you to cum,” I ordered Slate. “Cum on her tits.” Amanda moaned at the prospects and I knew I made the right call. Just ...

... then, he removed his condom and started to stroke himself with long and deliberate movements. Amanda was licking his balls when the first stream of hot cum landed on her left tit and across her nipple, making Amanda moan loudly in response. Two more spurts landed in the middle of her chest, and a final, oozing trickle settled on her right nipple. Amanda came again, and loudly. “Oh my god, that’s so fucking hot!” she exclaimed. Collecting his cum with her fingers, she worked it into her hard nipples, like a lubricant. She kept pinching her nipples with his cum, and I kept thrusting into her, producing violent slapping sounds. Finally, I unloaded into her wet pussy, my cum filling her up and spreading warmth throughout her. I slowed my rhythm down gradually, until I collapsed beside her in exhaustion. The three of us laid there for a few minutes, enjoying the afterglow of a wonderful experience. Understanding his place, Slate rose from the bed, gathered his clothes, and stepped into the bathroom (with heated floor). Looking over at Amanda, I smiled and said, “Wow.” She gave out a little chuckle as if to say, Yeah, we’re pretty awesome, huh? Emerging from the bathroom fully dressed, Slate bid us farewell and with a peck for Amanda and a handshake for me, was gone. Every once in awhile, we’ll reminisce and relive parts of the experience. I never asked her about the date, or what happened while I was in the lobby bar. I suppose I’d rather just imagine, or perhaps I’ll ask her to ...