Things aren't Always What They Seem Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Things aren't Always What They Seem Pt. 02

... coated his cock liberally adding an extra dollop to the head and pressed his cockhead against her receptive aperture before it could reclose. He pressed until his cockhead slid inside. Once the head was fully in, he waited for her to relax.

A gentle "Uhhh" escaped her lips but other than that she seemed ok. He pressed again, feeling his cock slide further in and kept the pressure up until he was halfway in.

Another "Uhh" stopped him.

He pulled back without allowing the cock head to come out, coated the shaft with more lubricant and pushed back in again.

Three quarters of his pole sank into her.

He repeated the procedure gently until her buttocks rested against his thighs.

He heard her gasp softly, but she did not pull away. Minutes later he could feel her insides slowly loosen.

She felt him all the way up in her and sighed with satisfaction. She had given him what he wanted, and she had taken all that he had to give!

There was no pain, just a sweet feeling of fullness.

"You feel so good inside of me," she cooed.

Gradually she started to undulate her hips.

He joined her rhythm, and his cock began to slide in and out of her new looseness.

"Fuck me," she urged him, "fuck me!

Gently, he ratcheted up his intensity as her ass continued to open up and welcome his deep fucking.

His cock caressed a spot in her and her brain short, circuited causing her anus to spam with euphoria.

Somewhere in her state of altered consciousness, she heard a ...

... voice wailing,

"Oh Gawd! Oh Jeezus!' Don't ever stop fuck-k-k-k m-e-m-me-e-e!!!"

She came to realize that the voice was hers.

Jake fucked her ass until it surrendered. He reamed every inch of her bowels that was available and together they roared through orgasm after orgasm until both were exhausted.

She lay moaning, shuddering, his cock deeply anchored in her bowels.

"I-I-I ha-v-ve-e never felt s-s-s-o l-l-o-o-v-ve-e-d--d. N-n-nobody has ev-ev-er made me feel this w-w-w-ay. J-j-a-ake Arm-m-mstrong, I am your w-w-w-o-oman f-f-for l-l-l-ife!"

To Jake's delight, anal sex became a regular part of their lovemaking. Jenny came to love it for herself almost more than Jake did.

Their lives grew even closer than before, and Hyacinth would often grumble, jokingly swearing that she could not stand the two of them.

After a while, it was as if no one could tell where one ended and the other began. They were so joined at the hip...and at the crotch too!

On arising from bed one morning, Jake informed Jenny in a somewhat serious tone that they had to talk. She was so perplexed as everything was fine the day before and as far as she knew nothing untoward had happened.

When he returned from work, he called her into the family room and sat her down. Jenny took one look at his face and her heart sank. What had she done? What was wrong?

With a straight face, Jake said,

"Ms. Brown I cannot stand your last name. I don't like it and I never did!"

Jenny's mouth ...