Galina 19 - Sex Stories

Galina 19

... my cock. I looked into her eyes and she nodded and smiled up at me. I leaned forward and received a hot kiss as she positioned me at the entrance to her pussy. I looked deeply into her eyes, and slid in a little way. I was surprised to find no hymen - maybe all the horse riding had opened her up. Galina looked into my eyes and said, “More!” so I slid in further. She let out a long, slow, "Ahhhh." In the room next door, Mama was going crazy, screaming and crying out. Galina seemed to be aroused by Mama’s activities, and tightened up her muscles to grab me and pull me into her more. As I slid in further, she wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me all the way into her. She said, “Nuda!” [Oh yes!] as I hit bottom, and I pulled out slowly until the tip was at the entrance again. Her eyes had an angry, hungry, demanding look that said, 'I will fucking kill you if you don't keep going', so I slid in again, slowly teasing her. Her heels tried to pull me in faster, but I resisted. I hit bottom again and she said, “Oh, Dima!” and we kissed. Her muscles were pulling at me inside her, and she was churning her hips instinctively trying to make me cum. I hooked her legs over my shoulders, and began to pump into her long and deep. She couldn't move so freely, and a look of surrender came over her face as she relaxed and opened herself up to me. I began to give her power strokes, the bed banging ...

... against the wall. Galina was crying out, “Dima!” each time I hit bottom. In the next room, I could hear Oleg start giving it to Mama again. We synchronised, our beds hitting the wall at the same time. Mama was crying out “Da!” as Galina cried out “Dima!” The cries were getting louder and faster as we came closer to the crescendo, and then we all came together in a symphony of cries and grunts. Four more times that night would the symphony play out, mother and daughter loudly orgasming together. It seemed like they were competing, crying out louder and louder to prove that they were each having more pleasure than the other. It certainly spurred Oleg and I on in a friendly competition. It was the weirdest and most exciting night of my life. Galina’s bed was soaked with our juices - the whole bed was one giant wet patch. As the sun rose, I looked down on a woman as satisfied as any woman I have ever seen. Her face was pure bliss and serenity. I thought to myself, 'Being a woman's first is a heavy responsibility, but I think I did good.' I fell asleep, smiling to myself happily. From the Author: I wrote this for my new lover Galina - re-imagining our story as having met when she was still a virgin. There are more stories to come; a blending of my sexual adventures, fantasies, and whatever I think will turn Galina on. This story is the first I have published, and any feedback is most welcome.