The Morning After…For all of them - Sex Stories

The Morning After…For all of them

... without having his face covered by her wet pussy. Memories of how they tumbled through the front door the night before raged through his mind. Memories of how Angie pushed her husband Mike onto the sofa and immediately climbed on top of him, lifting her short skirt and sitting on his face. She humped her knickerless pussy all over his face as she pinned her husband to the sofa. Angie was responding to Matt’s request. Matt slid his body so that his head was almost hanging off the end of the bed. Angie slowly repositioned herself so that she straddled his face. As she lowered herself, she lifted Matt’s cock into the air, placed her mouth over it and sucked it into her mouth. She slid all the way down and then rocked her head to and fro before pulling herself back off it. Matt wrapped his arms around Angie’s waist and pulled her hips a little closer to his face. His tongue licked her slit before it slipped into the wetness of her pussy. Her lips parted voluntarily aided by the slickness of her juices and her need for a good licking. She tasted wonderful. Her pussy was like velvet and the sounds of her muffled groans of pleasure as he let his tongue roll over her clit was – to die for. Matt once again licked at her pussy and finally slipped his tongue inside her. He wiggled it around before licking it up and down her pussy again. Angie placed Matt’s cock at the entrance to her mouth. She grasped Matt’s legs with both hands and let herself fall forward and downward on his now ...

... fully hardened cock. As her hands reached his ankles, his cock reached the depths of her throat. Matt remembered that bit from the night before; of how she deep throated him with both her hands on his arse as she rocked into his body. Angie’s mouth was once again full of his cock. Angie swallowed. Not once but a few times; the ripples of pleasure ran all the way up Matt’s cock and into his brain. Angie was content to just stay there and leave his cock in her mouth and throat, letting him do the work. She loved being filled in this way but as Matt licked her he just couldn’t help himself. He just had to pump his backside and thrust into her. Small short bursts of cock thrust out and then down her throat. He could hear her release sounds of pleasure and didn’t know whether it was because of his pumping or his oral flicking on her pussy and clitoris. It was then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Mike walk into the room. His cock was already rigid. Matt guessed that Mike had probably been watching from the open door all this time. Matt watched as Mike approached. Mike looked down at Matt, still licking at Angie’s pussy as he levelled his cock and let it brush against his wife’s pussy lips. As Mike brushed it downwards it caught against the tip of Matt’s tongue before he raised it again to Angie’s entrance. Mike pushed it in all the way. He didn’t ease it in her. There was no need. He just pushed it all the way into her soaking wet pussy. His actions caused her to slide ...