1. The Other Stephen's Story


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Male Domination, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: stex, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    took a seat on the couch, with my manhood very prominent, I petted her waiting for her to regain her sensibilities. She rolled over to assume a more comfortable position on the couch next to me, looking up at me. He gaze was quite adoring. "Oh, wow! That was amazing." "We haven't finished yet." I stated, as I made to undo her clothes, with an eye to removing it all. She did not protest, and aided me in removing them. I left her in hose and shoes. "Now it's your turn." I motioned to my prominent manhood. She made to kiss him, I motioned her no, she should be kneeling on the floor. She took up her position at my feet and started suckling on me. One of many marvelous things about this time and place is the oral sodomy. Instead of sending you to the gallows, sodomy was now commonplace, celebrated even. In my time, suggesting a lady of more than dubious repute perform this act would be met with scorn if not plain incomprehension. In my new time, the ladies expected to perform the service for you, with ne'er a scant glance. Of course, a lady would expect reciprocation, something I was more than happy to oblige with. I gloried in her ministrations for some time, but I thought my seed could be better broadcast so I placed my hand on her head. "Come! To the bedchamber with you!" I rose and slipped out of her mouth, I offered her my hand and lead her down the hall to the bedroom. I laid her down on the bed. I undressed and carefully arranged my spent clothing as it should be, then took ...
    up my position to minister to her flower. I knew she was already wet, she offered little resistance to my invasion earlier, but the tide seemed to be flowing even stronger as I laboured. I was met with appreciative grunts and sighs, eventually leading to thrashing about. This again was my cue, I abandoned my post between her legs and jumped on top of her, again ramming my manhood into her sheath. With all the fervor of a rabbit in spring, I thrust home. Her sighs and grunts gave way to keening and wailing, she one was a noisy one. At the climax of her passion, I also let go a broadside. Lest you think I was not also caught up in the passion, I was. My grunts were as incoherent as hers, just of a considerably smaller order. We both collapsed onto our backs, the petit mort of passion overcoming us. I was still unable to form a coherent thought when Karen managed to summon the energy to roll over and hug me. "Thank you, you were wonderful." She looked thoughtful for some time, then asked. "How is it we know each other? I've been wracking my brain trying to work out where I know you from, obviously, we've never had sex before, I'd remember it being this good." "Why do you think we know each other? We just met outside the Apple store." Play the innocent. She looked puzzled. "You definitely seemed to know me." "I'm sorry if I gave you that impression. By the way, I'm Stephen, I'm pleased to make you acquaintance." I proffered my hand. She blushed, and accepted the hand. "Karen." I ...