Journey into Cuckoldry - Cloud Nine - Sex Stories

Journey into Cuckoldry - Cloud Nine

... she continued, “sometimes I need... to feel more...” Then with a high pitched sigh she began to fuck herself hard on my erection, her hands gripping mine tightly as she rose higher and higher then fell faster and harder onto my body, the wet sounds of our mating growing louder, filling the room, making the bed beneath me bounce. “Who are you fucking, Alice?” I asked hoarsely as her face grew pinker and her movements less controlled. I could feel my erection swelling further and silently prayed that the latex of the condom would reduce the sensations and my arousal enough to make me last within her; long enough for her to reach orgasm again for the first time in weeks. “Is it Steve? Is it Mitch?” I demanded, watching her face for confirmation, then added hopefully, “Is it me?“ Above me, my lovely wife’s eyes were closed as if every cell in her brain was concentrating on her vulva, trying to extract every last ounce of sensation from the union of our two bodies. I could feel her deliberately tightening her vagina on my shaft and saw her face contort as the studs and ridges bit into her aroused membranes. “MmmmmMMM! Oh that’s good!” she gasped as the speed of her strokes increased. Suddenly the room was full of another, earthier smell and when I stared at the place where our bodies were joined, I could see my shaft now covered in a thicker, whiter half-churned foam as my wife’s arousal rose and rose. “Aaah! Aaah! Aaah!” The exclamations escaped her open mouth in time with her ...

... gyrations but these seemed to be slowing despite her undoubted physical fitness. Desperate to give her the orgasm she clearly craved, I began to thrust upwards hard, clenching my buttocks, contracting my legs and abs so that my rising cock met her descending body on each stroke. We both gasped as the head of my cock was driven violently into her cervix and my pubic hair ground hard against her stretched inner lips and clitoris. Over and over she drove herself onto my cock but as her vagina loosened she seemed to be slipping away from orgasm rather than getting closer. Taking unaccustomed control of our lovemaking, I gripped her hands tightly and rolled her off my body and onto the bed where before she could object, I flipped her onto her back and spreading her thighs, mounted her quickly, my erect cock slipping very easily back into her well lubricated vagina. “Oh yes...” she mouthed, apparently enjoying the loss of control, “Fuck me, Cucky-boy! Fuck me if you can!” And then I began to fuck her for all I was worth, desperate to bring her the orgasm she craved, slamming my body into hers with as much force as I dared. The bed began to creak loudly, making us both giggle despite ourselves and I reduced the force of my thrusts in case the banging woke the kids. “Ooops!” I whispered and felt her tighten herself around my latex-covered shaft. Encouraged, I began to fuck her more slowly but in as long, deep thrusts as I could manage, drawing back until I almost left her body, then ...