1. The Summerhouse - Anne's Story


    Date: 4/23/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Will_greybeard, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    our marriage in joyful and ecstatic lovemaking. That is until I met Oliver. At first I was consumed with lust for his lithe young body, and when I first saw him naked, I felt an immense urge to worship his beautiful cock. By the end of that first wonderful night when I seduced Oliver, I was already falling in love with him, and a new thought began to take shape in my mind, inchoate at first, but rapidly becoming an overwhelming urge. Bill saw it before I did, but as soon as he mentioned it, I realised with startling clarity that I wanted to have Oliver’s baby. As Bill has written in his account of our story, it would have been wrong to allow myself to have become pregnant without Oliver’s complete agreement. So when we went round to Ellen and David’s house the following Thursday before Oliver left for his new career in London, it was not just the prospect of a final session of glorious lovemaking that excited me, but also the proposition I was about to put to him, with Bill’s complete agreement. I was rather surprised at Bill’s total lack of jealousy, and even more so by his enthusiasm for what would be a momentous change in all our lives, but as I have already said, my husband was and is a rather unusual and wonderful man. By the time we arrived, Oliver had already sorted out all his things, and Ellen and Bill said that they could easily pack everything, and load the van, and that we would only be in way. “Oliver, why don't you take Anne down to the summerhouse where you ...
    can have a nice intimate farewell talk, I'm sure you can find plenty to talk about,” Bill said, and Ellen added her encouragement too. Once we were out of sight of the house, Oliver and I began to kiss passionately, our mutual desire growing in intensity at the thought of the pleasures to come. As soon as we were in the summerhouse, we undressed each other, taking delight in exploring each other's bodies. When we were naked, I fell on my knees in front of Oliver, and started to make love to his growing erection. First, I softly kissed his ball sac, tenderly rolling his balls in my mouth, and encircled the base of his shaft with my fingers, slowly, slowly running them up and down his length, and gently squeezing him just below the glans. Then I licked him from the base to the tip, flicking the sensitive area of his frenulum with my tongue, before taking him into my mouth, and feeling almost unbearable love and desire. This was the most intense and loving blow job I had ever given, all my energies devoted to Oliver’s pleasure. When he finally emptied his load into my mouth, I rejoiced in the sweet fresh taste of his semen, making sure that I swallowed every drop, and letting him know how much I had enjoyed his ecstatic climax. Oliver was young and virile, and I knew that it would not be long before he would be hard again, in fact he hardly softened at all. However, one if the most wonderful things about him was how quickly he was growing and maturing as a lover. How different in ...
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