1. Rain Man


    Date: 2/8/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Bob_6, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    you, I’m pretty sure I can.” I took his cock, brought it to my lips and said, “Okay, fuck my throat 'till you cum.” I let it go and he entered my mouth once again. He eased it in inch by inch; he withdrew and then plunged back in, entering more and more each time till he was all in. Fucking hell, he was all in; I had taken that bastard length, all of it. He kept in there for a second longer than I thought he would. He made me choke, but withdrew just in time for me to grasp for another load of air. After that, he kept fucking my throat and he grabbed my ample boobs and massaged and groped them. He pinched and twisted my long, rock hard nipples. My pussy leaked and spilt out onto the sheets. He fucked my throat for five minutes and I thought he was close to cumming. He continued and face fucked me for another five and then he let go of my boobs and took hold of my head and rammed his cock deep. Fuck, that was the deepest, and he released an awful load of cum. It felt like a whole mug of cum was being spilt down my throat. He withdrew and plunged back and released again. Four fucking loads he released, straight down my throat. He tasted great, but at that time, I had had enough, fuck I was full. He stepped back and pulled his cock out. Bastard was still semi hard. I flipped over and lay on my front; I took his cock and pulled him forwards. There was cum still seeping out. I licked off cum from his balls to his massive cock-head. I looked up and said, “I’m sure you haven’t got ...
    any cum left in those balls now.” He was going limper as he said, “That was a small portion, let’s say, a starter.” Bastard was confident and I said, “We’ll see what you’ve got left.” It still rained hard; we could hear it in the bedroom as it collided against the window. I got up and walked out to the kitchen and poured myself some more wine, I asked, “Fred, would you like some wine?” He came into the kitchen and said, “Well, if I’m staying the night, then sure, that’ll be nice.” I turned my head slightly towards him; I looked at his cock as it dangled down between his legs. That was definitely a fucking snake, and said, “Oh, you’re fuckin’ staying the night alright.” I poured another glass and we went and sat on the chair by the window again. Fred sat first. His cock was across his thigh and I took hold of it in my palm, where it lay like a thick snake. I said, “Fuckin’ thing weighs a ton.” I placed it between his legs so I could sit on his lap, and I said, “Let’s let that rest for a while.” We looked out as the rain fell; we drank our wine and chatted. He asked, “What happens now?” I knew what he meant; he asked about our relationship, him, Mitchel and me. I humorously said, “Well, let that thing rest, make some more spunk and then you can fuck me!” He took hold of one of my nipples, pinched it and said, “Silly cow, after that.” I still felt frisky and said, “After that… well… we have the whole night, so I’m going to see if I can break your record for you and make you cum ...
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