The Morning After…For all of them - Sex Stories

The Morning After…For all of them

Matt was slowly coming round from an intense and deep sleep. His mind was in the zone of flashbacks and the realisation that his body was responding to something. The flashbacks were real; memories of the night before when he had only just met Angie and Mike. Memories of how they had taken him back to their home, fucked him senseless, and then allowed him to stay in the guest room. As Matt started to stir, he moved his body across the bed. His eyes started to focus. Firstly on the pale green walls as they met the white ceiling. The pictures on the wall were not his, but they were his taste in art. He focused on one of them; a woman licking the length of a large cock, tastefully done as a line-art drawing in black and white. He felt his cock twitch as he started to relish the feeling between his groin. His eyes wandered around the room and came to rest on the very tasteful furniture, the chair, the dressing table. In the dressing table mirror he could see a very curvaceous arse looking straight back at him. His eyes closed momentarily as he relished the feeling. His cock was growing, pulsing and pushing upwards. For the first time he heard a slurping sound emanate from below. He pushed the bedclothes off his torso and looked down to where his cock was growing rapidly. Angie was laying half across the bed, half propped up on her knees. Her mouth was eagerly slurping on his cock and she was sucking and licking his entire shaft as it engorged itself with blood and grew. Matt was ...

... proud of his eight and a half inches and from what his mind was reminding him from the night before, so was Angie. He remembered that she had sucked him dry just before they retired to bed. She swallowed everything he pumped into her, not a drop wasted. She was virtually insatiable and if it wasn’t for her husband Mike telling her that they should get some rest then they would still be at it now. Matt smiled as he lifted his head. He looked at Angie and he was right, she was still at it. He wondered if she had actually had any sleep at all. Matt glanced at the clock on the wall. It said eight o’clock. He once again looked at the way Angie relished in her cock sucking technique. Then he remembered the best bit about Angie as he pushed his cock a little upward and into her mouth. Angie allowed his cock to enter her and then she clamped around it with her lips, sucked on it for a few seconds and then slowly let it plop from her mouth as she raised her head upwards. “Morning big boy,” she said as she glanced towards Matt. “Good morning,” he replied smiling. His hand reached out to feel her gorgeous arse as she once again dropped down onto his cock and this time his balls as well. Matt started to caress Angie’s lovely buttocks while at the same time allowing his finger to flow over her already wet pussy lips. He inserted a finger into her and motioned for her to climb onto the bed. Matt wanted to taste her. He hadn’t had the chance the night before, and he certainly wasn’t leaving ...