Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... she was leaning over Tom as he lay on his back looking up at her. She rested her hands on either side of his head as she sat astride his naked body. Her long curly blonde hair hung down like a curtain, a wall of golden locks surrounding only their two faces, inches apart... sharing their impassioned rapid breathing as they panted with their excitement.

Tom felt Lee’s breast or more accurately, her nipples tickling the hairs of his chest as she leaned suspended over him. His hands were once more on her hips as she slowly ground her sex along his hardened manhood. Lee shivered and sat still for a moment then exhaled a sigh and reached one hand down between hem and grasped Tom’s cock. She rose up on her knees to align him with her still dripping entrance... then settled back down piercing herself on his staff. Tom and Lee both groaned as they were rejoined.

Neither Tom nor Lee kept track of the time or the number of times they made love that night. Rather, it was more like one very long love making session that lasted most of the night. Eventually, however, they both fell asleep when exhaustion claimed their tired bodies, still entangled and wrapped in each other’s arms.

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Gerald and Annie had planned on giving Tom and Lee the entire week to themselves when the idea of going off together had first been imagined. As the week wore on, Annie realized that this was the longest time she had been away from her son since he was born. She also realized that he ...

... was due to leave this Saturday morning and would be gone for who knew how long.

In short, Annie was missing her son and longed to spend as much time with him before she had to say goodbye. She knew it was selfish in a way, in that Lee, too, would be saying goodbye to him and waiting just as long to see him again as well. Even with the excitement and new love and emotions she felt for Gerald, she couldn’t turn her mind off from thinking of her Tom.

Gerald, for his part, realized that Annie needed to be home, at least for the last day before he was scheduled to leave. As Annie stood at the balcony rail in their hotel room Thursday night, Gerald made arrangements with the hotel, shortening their stay by one night and paying their bill. All they had to do for check-out in the morning was drop off their keys at the front desk and be on their way.

Annie cried into Gerald’s chest after he told her what he had done. She thanked him repeatedly for his thoughtfulness. That night, she made love to Gerald, and he to her. A slow gentle and kind lovemaking as tender as it gets. It was eminently fulfilling for both and they fell asleep in one another’s arms smiling.

In the morning, after another brief interlude, Gerald picked Annie up and carried her to the bathroom to shower together. They may have fondled and caressed a bit more than necessary but mostly they merely bathed so that they could get dressed and, on the road, back to Missouri and to Helton. The two took turns driving ...