Coming Home - Sex Stories

Coming Home

... during sex before. I’m enjoying every minute of this, wishing wholeheartedly for it to never end. Picking up the pace, I pull her body back over mine and her legs open up. I rub her clit and pound her wet pussy more and more. She gets more courageous and slides a leg over mine. Working her body up as I lay on my back, she moves into reverse cowgirl position and starts to bounce up and down on my cock, working it hard and screaming out her pleasure. I grip her hips and help her thrusts so she won't get tired too quickly and stop, but she begins to grind and fuck me harder and harder, telling me how big and full my cock is and how it feels so good deep inside her. My mind races to keep up with her dirty words, these new positions. 'What have I done? Who is this woman?' I think. I snap back into the moment as she screams her orgasm, telling me to cum deep in her pussy. I love hearing her say that and I lose my second load, shooting several strings of cum in her, letting her slowly grind and move on me until I soften completely and regain my composure. She lifts her body off of me for a moment and I feel a gush of cum ooze all over my crotch. She laughs and apologizes. I just grin and say, “Why are you sorry? That was the most erotic and amazing sex I think we've ever had!” She just smiles, blushing, and says, “I've been thinking about it a lot. I'm sorry for all the years we've spent not being kinkier.” I pull her to me, hugging and kissing her, and say, “I guess I should work late more often.”