My Wife Marcia? Part Two - Sex Stories

My Wife Marcia? Part Two

... placed her back on her feet. She walked seductively over to the counter and bent over. My cock stuck out, dangling in the air as I positioned myself behind Maxine. “Ohh, fuck!” she wailed, as I entered her again. Her butt collided with my hips, creating sweet music. She stared back at me, gritting her teeth as frequent moans continued to escape. She was getting close to another climax and I was too. I continued to pump her pussy for another couple of minutes. “I'm going to cum!” she wailed. My strokes became more intense, and I watched her soft ass ripple as our bodies came together. It was the best doggy-style of my life. I just loved the way her pussy looked from behind. I felt my muscles tighten. “I'm going to cum,” I grunted. “I want you to cum in my pussy,” she shot back. Without having regards for any consequences, I shot streams of cum deep inside her as she climaxed simultaneously. We both collapsed to the kitchen floor from exhaustion, kissing passionately. It was 2:00 p.m. when we got back on the road. Somehow we never got to the lake, but I was far from being bothered about it. What’s a thirty-five year old father of one doing with a twenty-four year old, I thought to myself. The warm wind blew in, causing her hair to fly. I sat on the side of her admiring her beauty as she slurped on a drink she was holding in one hand. My attention went to my pants pocket as my phone vibrated. Message from Marcia 2:15 pm : This is really unlike you, Richard. Please, call me ...

... when you get this. Maxine motioned with her lips that she was sorry. She immediately knew it was Marcia. Our wonderful afternoon became sour and it was a long ride back. I told Maxine that I was ready to face Marcia, and that she should drop me to my house. Things were also complicated as I didn't know what to make of my afternoon romp with Maxine. For all I knew, she probably just saw it as a one day thing. It was just after 4:00 p.m. when Maxine pulled up in front of my house. We hadn't even come to a complete halt and I was already pissed off. Lucas’ truck was sitting in my driveway. My blood became boiling hot, and I was filled with rage. “What’s wrong?” Maxine asked, with a quite a concerned look on her face. “Do you mind waiting for me?” I asked. “Of course not, but I just remembered I have to get my niece from tennis practice in hour,” she replied. “You can’t be longer than twenty minutes,” she further stated. I got out and marched over to the front door, almost breaking the key in the lock as I entered. As expected, they were in the upstairs bedroom. Faint moans grew louder as I got near the top of the stairs, contemplating how I was going to interrupt their fun. The door was half open just like the previous night. Lucas was on top of her pumping her cunt mercilessly. Just as I was about to interrupt, I heard three words come out of Marcia’s mouth that she had never said to me. “Fuck my ass!” she demanded. “I want you to be the first in my asshole.” My jaw dropped as I ...