Father Goose - Sex Stories

Father Goose

... the exertion! That was a first for me.

Rolling off of her I lay by her side. We were both catching our breath and it's fair to say we were both momentarily exhausted from effort and passion.

"Cheryl, that was amazing!" I said to her.

I looked at her and she smiled and nodded, unable to speak.

"Here." I said, motioning her to roll to her side so I could spoon her. She did and I did. Cuddling up to her I lazily caressed her tits with my fingers and noticed that when I rubbed her nipples her body would tremble. I could only imagine that her pussy was convulsing in more joy.

It didn't take long before she stopped my fingers, "Please...I can't take any more. Just hold me."

We ended up napping together for a while.

I woke up first and figured it had been about an hour. Cheryl stirred when I kissed her tit.

"Oh, my." she said. "We really did that."

"Yes, we did."

She looked at me, "You don't think less of me now?"

"No, not at all."

"I have a confession," she whispered, "I've done this before."

"I know."

"You do?"

I kissed her tit again, "I have a bit of experience with virgins lately."

"You don't mind I wasn't one of them?"

"Of course not."

"I've always been ashamed of how I can get."

I kissed her tit and suckled her nipple and felt her body tremble. I loved how responsive she was!

"I think you're perfect."

We shortly went on with our respective day. We went out to bathe and then went different directions.

Leslie ...

... caught up to me in the armory as I was inspecting a Thompson.

"Hello Robert." She was affecting an excessively sweet tone.

"Hi, Leslie. Yes, I know you caught me."

She laughed, "I was wondering when Cheryl would catch up to you! She talks about you all the time and always tells the rest of us how she'd 'never' be with you. So of course we all expected her to be with you. How did it go?"

I should explain here that Leslie and I had a very open style of communication. We rarely held anything back and having her ask me intimate questions about the other ladies wasn't unusual.

I drew in a breath and slowly let it out. "She's the bee's knees if ever a bee had knees! And that girl has knees!"

That got another giggle out of her.

"What do you know of her history?" I asked.

"She told you?"

"No, not everything but she did let slip there's a history."

Leslie nodded, "Mais oui!, C'est ça! Yes, there is a history. Cheryl had a very inappropriate relationship with an older man which is why her family packed her off to school in Japan."

"Anything else to add to that?"

"Yes, the girl is...how do you say? Cursed with strong impulses. Which is why I think she was being careful with you."

My turn to nod. "Well, careful is behind her now."

Leslie gave me a coy look, "Is she a good lover?"

"Leslie! I'm shocked, what kind of a question is that?" I wasn't really shocked.

"I'm interested."

"She damned near killed me!"

Leslie smiled and patted me on ...