Avery - Sex Stories

Avery

... just to hold each other and talk, but mostly we were making Love. At one point in the late afternoon, she did something that I had not had happen to me since I was in college. We were in the throes of passion and we were both just about to orgasm when her cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and shook her head. “I’m sorry: I have to take this. It’s my aunt and she’s going to worry if I don’t answer,” she said. I was a bit stunned, but said, “Ok.” I was not able to stop my Love making, though, so I continued quietly and slowly. “Hey; what’s up?” she asked her aunt on the phone. “What time are you going to be home?” her aunt asked. “Oh, I’m not sure. A bit later, I guess,” Avery said. “What are you guys doing all day?” her aunt asked again. Avery lied and said, “Just watching TV and texting friends—you know: the usual stuff.” “Well, I hope you girls aren’t getting into any trouble…” Clearly her aunt was under the impression that her niece had spent the night with a female friend. “No; we aren’t,” Avery said. “Ok; be home no later than 10:30. You are on for breakfast, don’t forget.” “I know—“ It was right at that point that my building orgasm released; I couldn’t hold it any longer. The sperm splashed into her cervix and triggered her own orgasm which came out as a long, sharp inhale as she did her best to keep it quiet. I could hear her aunt ask, “What’s the matter?” Avery covered up her orgasm by turning the sound into that of a yawn and said, “Nothing; just yawning.” ...

... Her aunt said, “Oh, ok; for a second there it sounded like you were having sex!” Avery’s tone turned sarcastic and she said, “Yeah, right: that’s what I’m doing—I’m having sex right now. That’s why I answered the phone: because what better time to have a phone conversation than when having sex? Isn’t that when YOU take phone calls from people?” “Oh for crying out loud, I get it!” her aunt said, buying Avery’s deception. They both reiterated the time to be home and said goodbye before hanging up. “Wow, that was…weird,” I said. “Yeah, I know. I’m sorry.” “No, it’s ok. It just…reminded me of something. It’s a long story—forget it.” Avery didn’t ask any questions and we went back to expressing our feelings for each other. I knew I would never get tired of this girl—even when we were both old and gray, I was going to be in Love with her. It was starting to get late and I knew we needed to get ready to take Avery home. We took another shower together, but this time I washed her from head to toe; paying close attention to every square inch of her perfect skin. By the time I had finished, there was not one part of her lovely body that had not felt my gentle touch—even obscure parts like her eyelids and between her toes... We finished showering and I dried her off before drying myself. She was collecting her clothes which were still in a pile on the floor from the night before. When she picked up the black thong, she looked at it for a second and then turned to face me. “These are the ...