Truth is Better than Fiction - Sex Stories

Truth is Better than Fiction

... entire body seemed to stiffen and then shake. I pulled out. “Fuck me, baby!” Jessie hollered. I grabbed Jessie by the hand and pulled her towards the only door I knew that might lead to a bedroom. Riley followed. Jessie spread her legs and welcomed my tool back into her dripping wet pussy. As I pounded her pussy, Riley took up a new position, her knees straddled her friend’s head, facing me. Jessie wasted no time attacking Riley’s bald pussy. Riley couldn’t contain herself very long and pretty soon, she was biting down on her lower lip, leaning forward, her hands on my back, scratching and clawing. I pulled Jessie to the edge of the bed, and with her came Riley. I stood and rammed my cock back into Jessie’s pussy. I stared intently at Riley. She leaned forward and our mouths met – our first kiss and boy was it a good one! I shot my load deep into Jessie as Riley and I exchanged passionate kisses. I had always secretly wanted to share in the passion of Riley. I never in my wildest imagination ever thought it would ever happen, much-less in the way it happened. Jessie screamed as my cum shot deep inside of her. “Oh...my...fucking...gawd!” she exclaimed, pausing before each word. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck ...

... me!” I unloaded so hard and with such a force that my cum flooded the bed, along with Jessie’s juices. I collapsed the side of the girls, spent. I watched as both girls continued to pleasure each other, Jessie with her face buried into Riley’s pussy and Riley with her face buried between Jessie’s parted legs. Both girls seemed to have an insatiable appetite for each other. I later learned that while Riley had been married, she swung both ways. Her declaration was a not a total surprise to me, since once of her daughters was the same way. I apologized to Riley for not having the stamina to get a second erection. “That’s okay,” she replied with a smile. “I know here you live.” The three of us lay naked on the bed for quite some time. Before I realized it, it was close to five o-clock and I knew I needed to get back home before my wife arrived from work. As I dressed, I looked back at the two lovers still naked on the bed. Riley smiled. “So I guess you’ll write this little escapade up as well, won’t ya?” Riley inquired. I smiled, as I slipped on my shirt and buttoned it up. “Give about an hour," I responded. I hope I did justice to the story ladies...and thanks for the afternoon fun. Riley – anytime babe!