A Gentleman's Tastes Pt. 06 - Sex Stories

A Gentleman's Tastes Pt. 06

... was winding another orgasm through her. She grunted with each wave.

I realized they had been edging her all this time, preparing for this moment of ultimate release and now she was reclaiming every lost orgasm in wave after wave. She just kept moaning, "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." continuously as she shook.

Terrance had been watching her face in rapture. I could only imagine how powerful he felt to have this goddess give over so completely to coming on his cock. At last his expression flattened, his eyes rolled back. He flailed his hand to stroke her arm.

She said, "Oh, fuck yes. Come."

He began to twitch under her. He was trying to press up but his muscles couldn't coordinate and her body weight was centered on his hips. Instead he pitched his body forward. His strong abs lifted his body up from the bed and he grabbed her shoulders and shook. He grunted and moaned and I knew he was filling her pussy with his cum. I knew by now condoms were not part of John and Lena's scene. They screened all their partners carefully to ensure moments like this were possible.

Finally he collapsed back and Kelly fell with him. She caressed his face as they stared into each other's eyes, lost in the moment. Then she sank her face down onto his chest and stroked his arms. As she nuzzled his chest, she could finally see me standing there watching.

"There's our little gentleman," she sighed. "We all have something for you."

That was the first moment I took in the room.

John and ...

... Lena were furthest away on a couch. They were completely nude. Lena was laying on her side stroking John's cock as they watched my wife and Terrance go through their throes. Lena looked at me briefly and turned to smile at the cock she was stroking, giving John's cock a kiss.

To my right Casey, Doug, and Nola were seated. Casey's and Doug's pants were down and their limp cocks were laying in a puddle of what I assumed was their own cum. The men looked at me briefly, then Casey turned back to admire Kelly, and Doug turned to Nola, who was cuddled up to him and running a finger through the mess around his cock. The nipple of one breast peeked out from the crop top. She looked at me and stifled a snicker. She licked the finger she had been swirling.

To my left, Marisol, Paulo, and Luiz were sitting. Marisol was on her knees leaning against Paulo's legs. His cock was hanging down. A puddle of cum was at his feet. Some was running down his hips and inner thighs where he must have come against his belly and it all flowed from there. Marisol was stroking Paulo's cock, as it slowly started to fill again. Luiz was softly stroking his own. His hips were forward as he had been leaning back. His cum was pooled around his belly. Some dripped down his inner thighs and probably the leather couch.

I looked at my wife. She was smiling in that kind way that swung between tenderness and pity. She looked at the crotch of my gray slacks. I looked down. My dick was dripping in its cage and ...