Molly's Night With Neapolitan Ice Cream - Sex Stories

Molly's Night With Neapolitan Ice Cream

... It was too much and her body tightened and time stood still for the briefest of seconds before her orgasm broke free. Her orgasm flowed through her body, her muscles locked and her body clamped down on all three of the cocks deep inside her, willing them to cum. Steve shot first, clutching her hair as stream after stream of warm delicious cum shot down her throat. It filled her mouth and dripped down her chin and onto her chest. He finally let go and dropped to his knees, leaning on the headboard to catch his breath. Shane followed next, pulling her back against him. His hands held her breasts tightly as he slammed hard into her. One final thrust and Shane held still, filling her ass full of his cum. He made a grunting sound, pulled out of her and collapsed beside her and Henry. Molly was panting and needed to cum again. All of her attention was now focused on Henry and the ache between her legs. She leaned down kissing along his chest. His fingers held her hips tightly as his hips began to thrust forward, bouncing her up and down his long hard cock. She cried out at the feel of Henry’s cock filling her, touching the end of her, rubbing her sweet spot. “I’m going to cum,” he said through gritted teeth. “Yes, do it, please give it to me. I’m going to cum too.” With her permission, Henry slammed her down on his cock one last time, holding her as he too, filled her body full of his warm cum. This sent Molly over the edge. She let out a whimpering gasp and collapsed on him as ...

... her whole body seized up. Molly had lost the ability to move while her pussy milked his cum out of him. Henry’s arms wrapped around her and rolled them on their sides. “How delicious,” she moaned shutting her eyes. ** Molly remembered nothing else until waking up in the morning. She didn’t need to remember anything else because here was she was standing in the shower with two fingers deep inside her. Her body was shaking and her knees were growing weak. That’s when she felt the arm around her waist and heard Henry’s soft voice, “I’ve been watching you; stroking myself to you. I want you again, Molly. Please.” Her reply was a soft desperate cry and rubbing her body wantonly along his cock. Henry needed no other invitation. He moved her forward so she could place her palms flat on the wall. His leg spread her legs apart and she dipped her back presenting herself to him. Henry rubbed his cock along her slit, finding her opening and slid gently inside her. He knew she had to be sore and didn’t want to hurt her despite the fact that he was so close to coming. After a few slow glides Molly couldn’t take it anymore she wanted him to take her. “Harder Henry.” Molly was using the wall to push back hard, impaling herself on his cock. “Do it Henry, fuck me harder, please I need to cum.” His long lean body brushed along her back and into her ear he whispered, “Like this Molly?” His hips connected fully with hers. She cried out, “Yes! Again.” He planted kisses down her back as he pulled ...