1. SOUND ADVICE--Part 3


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 95.6, Source: sexstories.com

    pound her pussy, creating dozens of wavelets on the pool’s tranquil surface. Sheila and I fucked for almost ten minutes until I noticed she was having trouble keeping her head above water. I reached down to her arms and pulled her vertical. Once she had her arms wrapped around my neck I moved into deeper water, both to support her and to give her more freedom of movement. As hard as I was fucking Sheila she was giving it back to me even harder. Her rapid hip movements drove her clit into me as I felt tiny tremors run up and down her body. I knew Sheila was getting close and I knew she’d scream into the night unless I covered her mouth with mine. I had just pressed my lips against hers when she shook like a ragdoll in a tornado. She shook for several seconds and when she was done I deposited five huge ropes of semen into her. She was exhausted--her body molded into mine--as I lifted her from the water and carried her, water dripping from our bodies, back up the steps to the pool deck. Her arms were tight around my neck, matched only by her legs around my waist. My cock was—miraculously—still hard within her folds as I carefully placed her onto the lounge. “Ooooh, Michael,” she whispered. “Please don’t take it out of me. I love when you’re in me.” “Sorry, Darling, I need to dry us off, but I promise to put it back into you as soon as we’re out of the shower.” Kissing her cheek I backed away to the large locker at the rear of the deck. It was constructed of strong ...
    polypropylene and was waterproof, holding many of our cushions in the winter and a host of towels and robes in the summer. With a large towel draped around my shoulders I returned to Sheila to lovingly dry her hair, head, and body. Once I had finished her legs I kissed each toe and carried my love back into the house. I washed her carefully in the shower, dried her completely, and carried her to bed where I slid between her legs and reentered her in a single thrust. Sheila looked up at me, kissed me several times, and whispered, “I love a man who keeps his promises.” She rolled me over so I was beneath her, pulled the blanket up, and kissed me good night—all with me firmly inside her. Five minutes later she was sound asleep and a few minutes later I joined her. Of course, I was soft and she had leaked all over me by the time we woke the following morning. It was Thursday—only ten days until our wedding. I had often wondered if the last week would be hectic and crazy. I thought as I lay there that morning that everything was done, but what did I know? I’m a man. All I do is show up and pay for everything. Sure, I’d get a haircut the day before and maybe even a manicure, but my suit, shirt, and the rest were already hanging in the closet in our home office. I knew that Sheila was a bit “old fashioned” so I wasn’t at all surprised when she told me she’d spend the night before the wedding with Ben and Lisa. “Don’t worry; I’ll make it up to you the next night and for the rest of our lives. ...