A Summer to Remember - Sex Stories

A Summer to Remember

... loving every second of it. Finally, it subsided and she opened her eyes. It was pretty much the hottest thing I had seen in my life.

"Wow, Heather. That seemed more intense than the last time."

"I think it was. You just know how to take care of me, Ben."

I smiled.

She looked down at my cock, which had gotten pretty hard during our cunnilingus. "You ready to go again, Ben?"

I nodded and stroked my cock to full attention and penetrated her once again while she was on the edge of the couch. I took it slow at first, not wanting to touch her very sensitive clitoris again just yet.

After a few minutes of slow fucking, I stood up and pulled her down so that her ass was fully off the couch. Putting my hands behind her knees, I pressed them back so they almost touched her shoulders.

"Tell me if this hurts," I said before pushing deeply into her.

She winced, but said nothing. I again started slow, but soon was slamming my cock into her so hard that my balls were slapping against her asshole, which was exposed quite well due to our position. Damn, drilling her like this was amazing. For my legs' sake as well as hers, I spent only a few more minutes in this position before getting off the couch, flipping her over and asking her to grab onto the couch back.

I'm not sure what came over me, but I had an intense desire to make her mine. All mine. Pounding her pussy from behind in this standing doggy position, with her mommy ass jiggling from my thrusts, words came ...

... into my head that I never thought I would say.

"You want this cock, don't you, Heather?"

"Yes, Ben, I want it."

"I bet your husband hasn't given you cock like this in a long time."

"No, he hasn't."

"Tell me you only want my cock in your pussy."

She was wildly banging her ass into my thighs as I pounded her into oblivion. She would probably say anything I wanted her to.

"I only want your cock in my pussy."

"Say you want my cock in your pussy more than your husband's."

"Fuck, yes. I want your cock in my pussy more than my husband's."

"Say you like sucking my cock more than your husband's."

"Oh, yes, I only want your cock in my mouth. Not my husband's."

"And you only want my cum in you, don't you?"

"Yes."

"I couldn't hear you."

Louder: "Yes."

"Ask me."

"What?"

"Ask me to cum in you."

"Ben, I want you to cum in me. This pussy is yours to cum in."

With that, I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed her hips and thrust into her over and over until I was finally spent.

The afterglow of that sex session was probably even stronger than the first. We both knew we had agreed to something. We didn't actually talk about it, but we knew we had.

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That summer we met as often as we could. There were a few close calls, but we didn't get busted; at least not outright. She told me Dan seemed to notice she was acting differently, but he didn't do anything about it because he generally ignored her anyway.

Before I knew it, ...