1. Cup of Sugar


    Date: 7/2/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Revealing, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

    all blended so well together. Carl chose to ejaculate deep inside my ass. I could feel his cock throb with each warm gush that coated my intestines. It felt like he left a flood behind when he finally pulled out of my gaping asshole, and some of his cum leaked out of me before it snapped shut. Now, here we were, two hot, sweaty, exhausted bodies, lying on the sex-stained sheets of his bed. I felt satisfied, to say the least. I felt elated, accomplished, sexy and slutty, every kind of feeling that makes me the nympho that I am. I wanted to stay but I didn’t want to overstay my welcome. “I better be heading back across the street, Carl,” I said as I leaned over him and rubbed my tits against his chest. We kissed. “Don’t forget to wash these sheets. Don’t want you getting in any trouble with your wife,” I reminded him before I got up from the bed and dressed. Carl got up from the other side of the bed and my eyes were poised on the solid cheeks of his ass as he stood with his back toward me and walked ...
    into the bathroom. When he returned I flung my arms around his neck and kissed him. Feeling bubbly, I asked, “So, what do you think? Can I come back for another cup of sugar soon?” “Honey, whenever you’re feeling horny, don’t hesitate to come over. I’ll fill your sugar bowl for you,” he said as he reached down between my legs and gave my crotch a loving squeeze. He filled my cup with sugar and handed it to me after we went back to the kitchen. “Here,” he said as he handed it to me. “Just in case one of the nosy neighbors see you coming from my house.” I took it and left. When my husband came home later that afternoon, I told him what I did. “See. I told you. Sometimes you have to just go for it and don’t hold back,” he said as he hugged me. “I never want to hold back for you, honey,” I said to him as I grabbed his crotch. “Are you into some sloppy seconds? You should see what he’s done to my ass. Carl is a real sex machine. He fucked me for hours.” I went on and on excitedly on our way to the bedroom.
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