Game of Stamina - Sex Stories

Game of Stamina

... credence of her pussy grazing on my stomach, and I knew she was wet not just from me but from herself. She leaned down with a big, innocent smile and surprised me with a deep French kiss. It was a long, wet, and sloppy kiss filled with tongue and hot breaths. Her breasts were pressed against me and she held my shoulders down as she oral-fucked me. There was a symbiotic closeness to our kiss. As we licked each other lips and sucked the air from each other's mouths, I felt my cock bumping against Priscilla's ass. She liftedd her head, a strand of saliva dripping from her chin, and looked at me with a serious expression. "It's been five minutes," Veronica said. She was standing right next to us, smiling. "I'm impressed. You did very good, Prissy, but you're gonna have to wait your turn." Priscilla sighed and rolled to her side, saying nothing else. I thought I detected genuine jealously in her eyes. I watched as Veronica crawled toward me and whispered to my ear, "Now, I want to feel your big cock inside of me." I swallowed. "How did you want it?" She glanced at my cock and smiled. "I'm not sure yet. How do you want me?" "Missionary-style. I want to see the look on your face when I fuck you." She gasped, breaking into a broad smile, and collapsed on her back. I positioned myself over her and looked down on her, already feeling my long pole between her legs. Then I looked down between us, getting ready to fuck her. My hips were high in the air and my stiff cock was hovering over ...

... her shaved beaver. I paused for a second in brain-lock, checking out her voluptuous body. I was about to fuck my own s****r. "Hold on." Veronica was suddenly nervous for a second, breathing heavier and shakier. She reached for her pussy and started rubbing herself. "Let me make sure I'm wet enough for you." I took my cock in one hand and aimed the head to where she was fingering her pussy. She looked down again. "Wait, Billy, not yet. You'll hurt me." "I'm not putting it in," I reassured. "I'm making sure you're wet enough." "Okay," she said softly. "I'm a little nervous. I've never had a cock as big as yours." I pressed the tip of my cock against her clit and rubbed it up and down tenderly, then more firmly. Her hand stayed there, the middle and index finger continuing to rub her cunt. Then she took her hand away and sighed, trusting me. I was feeling a whirlwind of a****listic impulses. I kept working my glans against her clit. "Yeah, there you go," she said, looking down. "Rub your stuff on my pus—" She gasped as I pushed the tip of my monstrous head into her cunt; only the tip. She suddenly tensed, gripped me around the arms, and looked into my eyes with resent. "You sneaky asshole," she breathed. I pushed the head farther between her lips, which began to stretch taut around it. "Ahhhh, " she moaned. "Slower, Billy. Let me get used to you first." Her hands gripped my arms harder. Veronica arched her head back and stretched her boobies toward my face. I quickly sucked on ...