Living the Dream - Sex Stories

Living the Dream

... fucking.

After thoughtful consideration, he agreed to the plan and his wife set it in motion. All he had to do was continue to freeze his ejaculate and she would take care of the rest. And she did.

Chapter 3:

Now, as he stood before his wife, with his turgid erection pulsing in the air, she held her wicked grin as her plan had finally come to fruition.

He watched her long, athletic legs uncross and spread as she hiked up the knee closest to him, leaving the other leg still straight. She then reached down and pulled the crotch of her panties slightly aside. What he saw was a matted, sticky smear of cum that completely filled the folds of her pussy and creamed the liner of her panties. The viscosity of the semen clung to both the fabric and her body as she gently pulled at the garment, stretching out between the two with long, fluid strands.

"I've been bad." She simply said as she released her panties to once again cover her sex. "And I've never been so full." She added, gently patting the area she'd just presented.

Upon seeing her violation, he subconsciously captured his cock with his hand and began slowly stroking. Her smile widened knowing that she was elevating his arousal and she bit her lower lip as she studied his self ministration. She noticed the copious amounts of clear, slick fluid being expressed from the tip of his penis, making the angry head glisten while lubricating his actions.

"I want you to stop stroking and lick me." She said ...

... seductively. "I'm full of my lovers seed and I need you to clean it up and replace it with your own. Take back what's yours." She giggled saying this, failing to maintain her discipline.

His expression betrayed a subtle smile, as he now knew the game, but he resolved his composure and mounted the bed between her legs. He began by kissing her thighs and slowly tracing the soft skin of her legs with his lips as he moved towards her pussy. There was no rush, as far as he was concerned, he knew she was already on fire and he wanted to draw it out as much as possible.

The pungent aroma coming from the panties was a familiar one. They smelled of sex and the crotch was completely saturated. He pressed his nose to the outside and inhaled sharply. The smell of a well fucked pussy, combined juices and sweat, spiked his brain and his lust cranked into overdrive. He wondered how it was that she was able to get so much cum inside of her as he ran his tongue under the elastic sides of the panties, capturing some of the overflow. He could already taste it.

Before he could go much farther, he felt her hand on his head. She pulled him up and huffed, "He was so big... he fucked me so good. And he came so hard. He totally wrecked my pussy." As she said this, she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and began to remove them.

He quickly read the cue and took over the movement, peeling them off her groin and sliding them down her legs. Her pussy was a mess. He'd never seen it ...