A Death Brings New Life (MF, cons, rom, inlaws) - Sex Stories

A Death Brings New Life (MF, cons, rom, inlaws)

... ever tongue to be on her pussy, and she exploded. He waited for her orgasm to wane before really going to work. This was something he knew he did very well. Many times, Marla demanded cunnilingus in exchange for a handjob instead of having normal sex. This was the first time he'd ever been thankful for it. Years of lapping his wife's pussy had made his tongue strong, and had given it endurance. He slurped Charlene's mature pussy, licking and suckling, nibbling, nuzzling, pushing his tongue into her before circling her clit while his finger entered her instead. He didn't really need stamina with her. She came again after only a few minutes, and a third time before the five minute mark. At least he thought it had been five minutes. They shouldn't be outside for long. Time for the prize. He rose up onto her knees while she panted for breath, dropping her stocking feet to the bench seat beneath her. She watched silently as he freed his cock. He pushed his pants only to his knees. That was as far as they needed to go. He lifted her legs again, bending them back, making her grunt, but she didn't protest. His cock was painfully hard and he missed on the first thrust. She didn't mind that at all. His cock slid over her clit, right through her wet labia, making her moan again. The second thrust found home and he sank into her. She groaned deeply as he filled her. Most of his cock went into her mature hole on the first try. He pulled back slightly and shoved in, burying himself. "Oh, ...

... Christ Jesus!" she cried out, clawing at him. "I'm fucking you, Charlene," he said, plunging in and out of her wildly. He slammed into her again and again, frenzied. Orgasm was already surging through him. "Tell me what I'm doing, Charlene. Say it!" "You're...you're...you're fucking me!" she said. Then, as if using the "F" word was the ultimate turn on, she came. He felt her pussy clamp around him and buried himself in her, his cock pulsing and spewing hot cum. He groaned and felt every nerve ending in his body sparking like a downed electrical cable. She shuddered beneath him, face scrunched up, lost in an orgasmic haze. Finally he was spent and so was she. He pulled out of her, surprised to discover that he remained erect. Gently, he lowered her legs before laying over her to kiss her again. "That was incredible," he told her. "Oh, Jesus, yes," she agreed. "Is this...will you want to do it again?" "Now?" he joked. "Could you?" she asked, sounding serious. He thought about it. "Probably," he said. "Oh, sweet Jesus," she moaned. "No, I meant...you know, will we do this again. Lots of agains." "I'm willing if you are," he said. "I'd love to fuck you again." She moaned, hearing that word again. "Tomorrow," she said. "What are you doing tomorrow?" "Fucking you," he said. She giggled. "What time?" he asked. "Where?" "Noon," she said. "Just come here. Henry is always gone in the middle of the day." "I'll be here," he said. They got out of the truck on wobbly legs. They reeked of ...