Truth is Better than Fiction - Sex Stories

Truth is Better than Fiction

... zipper of my trousers. Within seconds, she had found her prize. “Oh boy!” Riley exclaimed, wrapping her fingers around my cock and pulling it out of my underwear. She pushed off my thighs and took up a position, kneeling between my parted legs. She pulled at my trousers and underwear, stripping them off of me. I looked over at Jessie, who simply smiled back at me. I leaned over towards her. She leaned in towards me and without so much as a word, we found ourselves locked in a very serious kiss. I was mesmerized, so much so, that it took a few seconds before I realized Riley had my seven and half inch rod stuffed into her mouth. I placed my hands on Jessie’s boobs and lightly massaged each one, as our tongues danced wickedly between us. When I kissed her neck, she left out a deep sign. I worked my way to her breasts and lightly flicked my tongue across her nipples. She struggled to get out of her jeans, pushing them down her thighs. I could smell the sweet aroma of her sex. Jessie was totally bare, not a pubic hair. She stood on the couch, her legs on either side of me, her pussy, glistening bright pink, just inches from my face. I slid a finger up to the folds of her vagina and parted it. She peered down at me and smiled. Riley never broke stride sucking on my cock, her head bobbing up and down. I was about to explode. “No, no, no, no!” Jessie exclaimed at my pronouncement. “I want it!” Riley took a step back and stood up in front of me as Jessie settled down on to my lap, ...

... facing away from me, my cock pressing against her ass. Riley stripped out of her g-string and sat on the couch beside me. She closed her eyes and settled back on to the couch, her head resting on the back portion of the upright sectional, her fingers buried deep inside of her pussy. Jessie repositioned herself, sliding my cock into her hot pussy. It was a tight fit at first and she grimaced, but then a smile crossed her face as she settled down on top of me, leaning back against me, my cock buried deep inside of her. She thrust her hips back and forth, in a rocking motion, her hands pushing down on my thighs. Her shoulder length light blonde hair was going everywhere. Jessie stood in front of me, her ass and pussy practically right in my face. She bent forward and looked back at me. “Put it in my ass,” she demanded. I was shocked. I had never ass-fucked anyone, not even my wife. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Pleeease,” Jessie pleaded, as she backed her ass up to my groin. I slipped the head of my cock in towards her asshole. It would not go in. Jessie reached between the sofa seat cushion and took out a tube of KY-Jelly. She squirted a large amount of the lubrication directly on my cock and then placed a glob on the end of her fingers, which she then inserted into her asshole. On a second try, she pushed down on top of my cock. I slipped into her asshole, but I didn’t go in very far. It was a very tight fit. Jessie shrieked. “Oh! Fuck me!” she hollered, her hands on my thighs. Her ...