1. Never Again


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: seeker4, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    mound and pink gash beckoned to me. Moving between her thighs, I slipped the vibe back in and turned up the juice. We stared into each other’s eyes as I fucked her with the toy. Then I pressed my mouth to Dee’s in a long, deep kiss that ended as she climaxed with a cry. *** I awoke just after two the next morning to the sound of rain pounding on the roof and windows. After a cold, snowy winter, spring had come in with a vengeance. At first, I was not sure what had awakened me so I sat still listening for other sounds above the steady rhythm of the rain. Then I heard a faint noise downstairs. Nervousness took hold. I was alone in the house, Dee having decided to go home after our tryst in the bath. She had an early morning meeting at the company she co-owned and her apartment was closer to the office. The only other person with a key to the house was Angie. However, she was supposed to be living in Toledo, Ohio, about a three hour drive away. Mustering my courage, I crept from my bed as quietly as I could manage. My heart was pounding so hard that I could swear my nocturnal visitor must have heard it. I peered down the main stairs and saw that there was a light on in the kitchen. With no weapons but my bare hands available, I nevertheless crept down the stairs. As I neared the kitchen, my ears detected sobbing. That made me relax and I moved quickly to the door. Angie sat at the kitchen table. Her clothes were soaked, her brown hair wet and bedraggled, and she was crying. ...
    “Ang?” I said softly. My wife looked at me. “Oh God, David. I’m so fucking tired and cold and wet and …,” she managed to stammer out before sobs took over. I walked quickly over to where Angie sat and pulled her up to her feet. Before she could say anything in protest, I pulled my wife against me and held her tight. The wet from her clothing soaked my pyjamas but still I held on, trying to warm and comfort her. “It’s okay, hon,” I whispered, my fingers toying with her damp hair, “I’ve got you. I’ll make it better.” My wife seemed to relax and her sobs became quieter. Slowly, she slid her arms around me to return the embrace. Resting her head on my shoulder, Angie nuzzled my neck, wetting my skin with tears. “David, I am so sorry about everything. I have really, truly fucked up,” she said, her voice wavering. “We’ll talk about it later, Angie. First, let’s get you dry and comfortable, okay?” I responded. Angie nodded. Up in our bathroom, I helped my wife undress. We peeled away wet clothing until her body was naked. Even wet and shivering, Angie’s naked beauty attracted my gaze. I loved my wife’s body dearly. It hit a nice middle ground; curvy enough to be fun but not too curvy. She was different from her sister in that way. Dee had more voluptuous curves, though she was not much bigger than Angie in the middle giving her more of an hourglass figure. “Take a shower to warm up,” I said, “I’ll get a fresh towel and take these wet things to the laundry room.” “Okay, Dave. Thank you.” ...
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