My Rocky Relationship with Sheila--Part 3 of 4 - Sex Stories

My Rocky Relationship with Sheila--Part 3 of 4

... orgasms. That was okay with me. I loved making love with Nan and doing it for hours—hell, even all night—would work for me. Nan moved lower, bringing her hard wrinkled nipple to my chest. I was reminded once again of our first night together. I was helpless—my mouth sought her nipple desperately. I suckled like a baby at my wife’s teat, savoring the taste and texture of her hard wrinkled nipple. As I did I prayed that our practice would be successful. I wanted a family with Nan more than anything. It would be the ultimate expression of our love. Nan pulled her breast back, but with a smile substituted the other, leading my fingers to her now wet nipple. I pulled her head to mine and we kissed. On and on our lips pressed against each other’s as our tongues dueled and wrestled together. My hands worried her nipples as Nan rode me, slowly increasing her pace, accelerating the climax. The simple truth was that we needed each other so badly that we couldn’t wait—we couldn’t hold back and we didn’t want to. I broke the kiss, uttering the words I felt, the words I’d always feel—“I love you.” We exploded together in mutual bliss. We came and came and came. I came so hard my eyes closed and when they opened I looked up in the moonlight to see my wonderful Nan resplendent in her pearl necklace and earrings. I realized something that night—no jewelry, no flowers, no finery would make Nan more beautiful than she was. Next: Rescue!