Avery - Sex Stories

Avery

... we began making out. Even after years of marriage, I could still feel the cells of my body ignite from her kiss. Avery pulled her top off and her bra followed right behind it. Her breasts were still spectacular, even after (or perhaps even because of) breastfeeding four babies. She pulled my shirt off of me and we made our way back to our first bedroom together. She led the way and turned to face me when we got there. I pulled her shorts down as I went down to my knees and then slipped her panties down and off of her. She had a little tuft of hair at the top of her pussy, but it was very neatly trimmed and about the size of a 50cent piece. I kissed her folds and she was just as sweet as ever. I stood up and we embraced while kissing with the passion of first-time Lovers. She took my pants and boxers off for me and returned the oral favor. We didn’t go down on each other often—we saved that for special times. Avery placed her hands on the sides of my hips, took my cock head in her mouth and began slowly bobbing up and down while looking up at me. I loved when she looked in my eyes while going down on me. I had noticed years ago that her eyes were similar to mine, but now I knew that she inherited her hazel eyes from me (Noreen had brown eyes). It was surreal to look into her eyes while she was giving me a blow job and to have those eyes remind me that she was my daughter; yet we didn’t feel like what we were doing was in any way an incest act. My orgasm was building. “Oh baby, ...

... that is awesome! I think I’m about to cum,” I warned her. She pulled herself off of me, took my hand and moved us to the bed. I got on top of her and before I could push my dick inside of my beautiful wife, she had a bit of news for me. “So, I should be ovulating today or tomorrow. Shall we go for number 5?” “Are you sure you want 5?” I asked. “Well, you have to have 5 before you get to 6! And you have to have 6 before you get to 7… this is how numbers work, you know?” “You want to have SEVEN?” I asked surprised. She said, “No, I want to have more than that. I want to keep having your babies until my body goes into menopause. I’ll have 20 babies with you if I can! I want to be pregnant when Elizabeth is graduating college. And I want to be pregnant again when she is pregnant with her first child.” She was just talking silly now, but I knew she meant it that she wanted to have as many children as we could. I was not going to deny her, either. “How did you get to be so wonderful?” I asked. “I guess I take after my father,” she said with a wink. “Oh, you are SO BAD!” I said as I thrust into her as though I was giving her a poke to the ribs. We continued making Love and my building orgasm from before returned. I pushed in as far as my cock would go and my sperm blasted into her cervix over and over again. We couldn’t see it happen, but millions of my swimmers were inside of her; hundreds of thousands found their way into her womb, many of those traveled up her fallopian tubes, a ...