A first weekend with Sara - Sex Stories

A first weekend with Sara

... my aching balls. It was so good to have a little freedom.

Sara moved away from me, and I heard her sit down on the sofa again.

“How are you doing?” she asked.

I wasn’t sure if this was directed at me or Rachel.

“I’m good. Thank you, Mistress” Rachel replied. “I haven’t cum like that for a long time.”

“I think it’s my turn again.” Said Sara. “Please go and get that cock and bring it to me.”

“Yes, Mistress”.

I heard Rachel get up and come towards me. I felt her hand circle my cock and pull me forwards. I shuffled as quickly as I could as she led me towards Sara.

“Stroke me with it” Sara ordered.

Rachel pulled me closer to Sara and my cock made contact with her pussy. Rachel stoked the head up and down. I felt the head at her opening and it entered her briefly before being pulled out and up again to rub against her clit. Rachel alternated this motion, up and down. Each time I slipped inside Sara I was pushed a little deeper. Sara’s breathing increased.

“Oh. Fuck me with that cock.” Sara said. “Tell me when he’s about to cum.”

Rachal adjusted her grip on my cock, taking hold around the base. I felt her other hand reach around between my legs from behind and she circled her finger around my scrotum. I followed her movement as she pushed me in and then pulled me out of her Mistress’ very wet pussy. I felt Sara’s muscles contract around the head of my cock as her orgasm built. She twitched and pushed herself against me, squashing Rachel’s hand ...

... that was still gripping the base of my cock.

Sara started to cum. I felt her hot juices on my balls. Rachel kept thrusting me in and out.

I could feel my orgasm building. My balls contracted against Rachel’s grip and my cock twitched.

“He’s ready Mistress.” Said Rachel.

“Pull him out and make him cum. I want his cum all over me. Don’t stop until I tell you to.” Was Sara’s response.

Rachel pulled me back and out of Sara’s pussy. She changed her grip and start to wank me, stroking up and down the length of my cock. I was wet from Sara’s juices and the copious amounts of pre-cum I’d produced.

Rachel was relentless and maintained quite a fast rhythm. I felt my orgasm grow. My whole body went rigid with the first spirt. I moaned loudly. Rachel didn’t falter. She milked every drop of cum from me and just kept going, spirt after spirt. I bucked against her hand as the head of my cock became more and more sensitive. I wanted Rachel to stop, but I also didn’t, even when my spirting had ceased. The pleasure of her touch was almost painful, but not quite.

“OK. He can clean me up now. Use your mouth. Try to keep him hard.” Said Sara.

Rachel released my cock and I felt her hand on my back pushing me forwards. I then felt Sara’s hands on either side of my head.

“Here let me guide you.”

I stuck out my tongue as Sara guide my head to her pussy. She brushed my tongue against her clit and then pulled me upwards. I felt the stickiness of my cum on her pubis bone and ...