Southern Depravity - Sex Stories

Southern Depravity

... entrance to her chamber of love! Would she let him in or would she turn him away as an invader? This beautiful wife of Jeff Jackson and mother of a beautiful 16-year old girl reached down and gently stretched the skin on either side of her vagina, allowing the thick labia to allow entrance. And enter it did! Slowly but positively, with a steady movement the cock pushed in. No friction impeded the flow of the man meat into her lubricated depths until he bottomed out, somewhere past the entrance of her cervix. The head was definitely in her womb, but with her fallopian tubes shut off, no risk of pregnancy with a bastard child was thought of. Bob began the slow and steady stroke of copulation, making Sandra have a feeling of rapture, as well as he. The angle was such that her G-spot was partially rubbed and this furthered the flames of passion in her belly.

After several minutes of the ever intensifying boiling, a sudden burst of sexual lightning struck Sandra's inner core. She screamed and cried at the same time as the young man kept pistoning her with his dick.

"Oh, FUCK! AAAUUUUGGHHH, oh gawd! That feels so good! Don't stop! Keep stroking! Don't you dare pull out! AAAUUUGGHH!" came the wife's screams from the penetration of a strange penis.

His cock wasn't necessarily that long, nor that thick. Sandra believed it was the strangeness of it. A man whom she had never met until a few minutes ago was now sharing with her the most intimate experience that a male and ...

... female can make. He was fucking her! She was fucking him, as she pushed her cunt up against him. They were mating with each other! And it felt good! Damn, it felt so good, and she no longer was ashamed.

"Fuck me, Bob, Fuck my married pussy, Bob! Fuck me!" came her screams as she orgasmed over and over. Finally, after trying to hold off as long as he could, his body could not take any more of this sexual wildcat underneath him.

"Aaaauuuggghhhwwww" He groaned. He emptied what he thought to be a gallon of semen into the married woman's womb.

As both came back to the realm of conscious reality, they continued to embrace, to snuggle and then to once again kiss. Bob left his tool up in the auburn haired beauty until it had finally lost all stiffness and simply plopped out. That which had seemed so taboo in Sandra's mind last week, just didn't seem as bad now. Was it because she was officially now an adulterer, or was it because she enjoyed it so much?

As Bob was now dressing himself to leave, he looked over at the nude and perfect female form lying on the bed on her side, where she had propped her head up by her hand and arm, watching him. "Sandra, do you know what a hot wife is?" he quizzed.

"No, I don't Bob. Remember, all this is rather new to me," she replied.

"A hot wife is a beautiful wife, like yourself, who goes out with other guys, has sex with them, but not for money, just because they want to. They go home with a load of semen and sit on their husband's faces ...