1. Becky's Marine part 5


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Males / Female, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: Betrayer_of_Skalathrax, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    noticeable change in sensation at the base of my cock. Time was of the essence, and I wasted none of it. 3 solid strokes later, through groans and screams I heard her voice. "I'm gonna cum again baby, I'm gonna cum all over you again!" "I'm gonna cum too baby! You feel so fucking good!" Timing couldn't have been more perfect if we tried. I felt her tense up and she cried out, digging her nails into my back and raking them upwards with some serious force. Her orgasm took hold and I felt her leaking down me. That sent me over the edge and I buried myself as far in her as I could get, releasing my sperm into her. I could feel it slowly sliding out of her and onto me. We sat there for a long minute, just basking in the radiance of our lust. "That was incredible, I love you Becky." "I love you too. You know just how to please me. I've never had so many orgasms." "Well, let's get cleaned up. What time is it?" She looked over at the clock. "11:15" I was surprised, I thought it would have been much later than that. We were only at it for 2 hours. "If we hurry we can still make it to the bar." I was rather thirsty and I'll bet she was too after losing so much fluid. Without another word I slid myself out of her. I was turning to go start a shower for us when she grabbed my shoulder and turned me towards her. Before I knew it she was on her knees, cleaning my cock of our juices with her mouth. I stood there, mouth open and staring at ...
    her. When she finished she stood up, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and smiled at me. "Waste not." She grabbed my hand and led me to the bathroom. We showered and got dressed, her in a flannel shirt that was probably 2 sizes too small, jeans and cowboy boots and I wore a button down Jack Daniel's shirt, jeans and work boots. I grabbed the keys, my bud light ball cap and headed for the door, opening a window along the way. The room was hot and musty with the mixing smells of wondrous sex and body wash. We got in the car and left the parking lot. She reached over and grabbed my hand, singing along to the radio as we went. About 10 minutes later we pulled up outside of a large building and parked across the street in the overflow parking. "What is this place? Doesn't look like a normal bar to me." She had a worried look on her face. "This is the stampede. It's a decent country type bar, and the only real country place around here. I should warn you though, there will be a bunch of military people here, being that it's so close to base and all." She listened intently, hanging on to every word. "I used to be a regular here so if anyone gives you any shit, let me know and it'll get handled." "Is my big strong lover going to protect me?" She asked more than a little seductively. I'd be lying if I said it didn't turn me on a bit. "Of course baby. Now let's go get us something to drink." Hand in hand, we walked into the bar.
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