MILF Slut: Sequel Four - Sex Stories

MILF Slut: Sequel Four

... testicles. She got the message and was quickly on her knees. Water continued to cascade down their bodies as Sandy moved between his legs. His balls hung like fruit on a tree and she devoured them with her lips and tongue. His cock grew even harder and was full and hard again. "Sandy, I need you one more time." She smiled. Terry helped her stand in the shower and she turned her back to him. The compartment was so small that when she leaned over offering him to take her from the rear, her head hung outside the stall. They both knew he was too big to take her anally, so he forcefully plunged into her cunt. His hands held her hips to help steady her as he continued to thrust into her welcoming pussy. Terry drove his thick, rigid cock into her with strong, deep strokes. She once again entered that blissful serene world of sexual tranquility. Being filled with his hard muscular cock felt so overwhelmingly right that at first she couldn't manage to say anything, yet she squealed with delight. She wanted to feel his cock pulse again and fill her with the spreading warmth of semen as he had done earlier. Without thinking and unashamed, Sandy yelled, "I want you to cum inside me like it's the last time you will ever cum." He moaned as he realized what she meant. "I want you to shoot your jizz inside me, deep. Fill me with your seed my beautiful knight. Shoot that cum into me.” Her orgasms began to build and with a quick flick of his middle finger on her clit, she was over the edge. ...

... Sandy came with orgasms so powerful that she was on the verge of fainting. "Oh, God," he said as his own orgasm began. The pressure behind the base of his cock finally erupted. His cock and balls convulsed together as he threw himself deeper into her clutching cunt, shooting volley after volley of his sperm-rich semen inside her fuck tunnel. Rope after powerful rope of his potent seed filled her pussy until he collapsed from exhaustion. And when their orgasms subsided, he locked eyes with her deliberately squeezing his last few milky drops of cum into her. She watched with pleasure, revered it and enjoyed it to the very last drop. "Sandy, you get better each time we fuck," he said as they helped each other towel off. "You are the fuck queen I had hoped for," he said giving her a kiss. "And you are the cock knight I have dreamed about." They dressed and went to breakfast, but first the Black Knight handed her a gift. It was like Phyllis had said, a sealed envelope to be opened later. Sandy was home around two on Saturday afternoon. She showered again and changed clothes putting all evidence of the Party Boat in the washing machine to clean away the stains from the previous night. Her daughters arrived home about an hour later. Sandy overheard the girls tell each other of their overnight with Herald and Floyd. She only half listened but learned that each of the girls had spent the night fucking these guys. She couldn't afford to be hypocritical since she had been doing the same ...