How I Learned To Please My Wife - Part 3 - Sex Stories

How I Learned To Please My Wife - Part 3

... spreading them wide apart as he lined himself up to her waiting slit. I watched open-mouthed as he slowly guided his huge cock, glistening with Vanessa's saliva, between the lips of her naked vagina. When about a third of his length was in, my wife flung her head back, closed her eyes and gave the most erotic moan I'd ever heard as he stretched her pussy. "Oh...oh...oh..." she kept repeating as inch after inch of his manhood impaled her. It seemed like the world had suddenly gone into slow-mo as she gasped and moaned until he was finally fully embedded in her flesh. He had a smile on his face as he let her get used to the length and girth, and then asked her if she wanted to be fucked. "Yes, oh yes, oh fuck yes!" she cried. "Fuck me with your huge cock, Rick, please." My heart melted at these words, but my excitement nullified any qualms I now had. I wanted to see her take it, I wanted to see her moan and writhe on his manhood more than anything. Her perspiration gave her beautiful body a warm sheen, and she looked deep into Rick's eyes, almost begging him to carry on. Rick grinned as he started to withdraw, and just as his slick cock had almost left her, he slowly pushed back in again. Vanessa's moans became louder on what was to become the first thrust of many. Again, he ...

... slid all the way, and for a moment, I actually feared for my wife, such were her cries of pleasure. Her hands dropped to her side and she grabbed the bedspread in her fists. The sounds Vanessa made as he built up a steady rhythm were almost indescribable. Raw, animal sounds, base and guttural and wild came from her slender throat. Slowly they started to form words as the pleasure took her over completely. The sight of my beautiful, sexy wife transfixed me completely as she lay there moaning and shouting such obscenities that I never thought she was capable of. Her eyes were closed in concentration, her face crimson but focussed, broken only by the occasional scream of her orgasm as she came more noisily than I'd ever heard her before. After each climax, she would go back to concentrating again, her low murmuring encouraging her lover. "Come on, fuck me you bastard, fuck my cunt, fuck my cunny, come on baby, deeper, more, take me with your cock, fuck my cunt, oh fuck yes, keep going, fuck me, please fuck me... fuck... Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!..YES!! Oh! Oh! Oh fuck yes!.." How many times he made her come like, that I have no idea. The image of her on that bed and the obscene noises she made will stay with me forever. And yet, I had the feeling that the night had only just started...