My Sex Tour Blog

Hearing footsteps, Steve turned and watched Terry approach.
Even after 15 years of marriage he still found her attractive.
Oh, she was no raving beauty, but then neither was he. But they
had much in common, both loved the theatre, fine food, working
together and each others company.
“God, I’m beat!” she moaned. “I could go home and sleep all
weekend.”
“Now, it’s not all that bad is it?” Steve asked. He felt
his whole body start to tighten up. This was friday, the one
night, three times a month that they had sex. The project was
taking more and more of their time and it had already been two
weeks since they had last made love. The thought of going
another week was not a pleasant one.

Unexpectedly he reached up to grab her by the waist and flipped her
from over him to underneath him. Jane cried out when the entire length of
his glistening wet cock was violently withdrawn from inside her. She
opened her legs into a wide, flat vee, wanting him to finish her. The
wetness of her pussy was visible as the folds of her vagina parted and were
opened.
“Oh please”, she begged. “I want you inside me! Fuck me! Put it
back!”
Joe turned to me and grinned evilly. “See! The bitch LIKES it!”
Positioning himself directly above her, he suddenly shoved the
length of his long wide cock into her with a loud grunt. Her eyes opened
wide as she cried out at the intensity of being filled again. Her hips
jerked upward against his as she wrapped her raised legs around him locking
her heels across his buttocks, and tightening.
“Oh..oh..oh-oh-oh-more-faster-FASTER!”, she cried with increasing
volume. “I want you to come inside me!”
He grunted with each downstroke as he slammed his swollen length
into her pussy. The lips of her pussy were visibly swollen from the rush
of blood to her sexual organs.
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!”, she howled as her hips gyrated under his at
the pinnacle of her orgasm. Her toes clenched above his buttocks as her
body contracted under under him. “Come inside me, quickly!”, she shouted
into his ear, and his grunts became louder and his movements quickened.
Soon, his back arched in ecstasy, pumping his sperm deep into her
womb, his hips moved as if on puppet strings. Finally he collapsed on top
of her, obscuring her upper body from my view. But I could see the sex
soaked lips of my lover’s pussy wrapped around the damp softening shaft of
another man.