1. Extra Credit 5 - On the Run


    Date: 10/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Hardcore, Male/Teen Female, Teen, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 88.2, Source: sexstories.com

    finally had control over my body, and I pulled back and finally her womb let me free. I rolled off to her side and she turned to me and cuddled with me. My wife, my angel, my everything. I would do anything on earth needed to keep filling this pussy. Anything. After we had cuddled for a bit, dozing in and out I woke up, feeling viral, vigorous. This time it felt different, I felt manly, powerful, in control. I was the hottest woman in the world’s man, her lover, her much older and happy lover. I looked at her in the light reflecting off the ceiling from the tv. God she was amazing. So fucking perfect. I knew I wasn’t done for the night. I gently rolled Isabella on her side and slid beside her. Her ass was warm and toasty. I could feel the heat of her womb again. She natural form stuck out her ass and left her pussy a bit higher and further back on most women, giving easier access from behind. Nature thought of everything. I was going to wake her, but thought maybe I could be gentle enough she didn’t notice. Ok, ludicrous. But I wanted to enter her like this, so sue me. I pushed one leg just a bit forward, and snuggled up as close as possible, and glided right in. Her womb was much more sedated, already fed its daily quota of semen. My cum had indeed coated her and now it was like fucking with extremely slick lube. Her vaginal walls held onto my cum, it was scintillating. I began a long, slow, controlled stroke and pump. “Mmmm? Maestro?” “Yes baby. It’s me. Just relax.” “I am ...
    very sore Maestro.” “Just relax, I will be gentle.” I could feel her pussy began to do the pulsating it did to me the first time we made love, like a vibrating glove. God that pussy was versatile! She was tense outside of her womb, the pain obviously noticeable. But I kept my pace, long and slow, it just felt like what I should do. As I slowly pumped her over the next hour, I couldn’t understand how I was holding it. But her pussy was helping, every push in felt like a rolling bar pushing cum down my dick back to my balls, her pussy flexing in amazing ways. The long slow massage of my cock had worked the capillaries of her walls. The blood began to flow freely through her womb, cleaning it of the stress of her first cock, and eased the soreness she had. Isabella began to feel pleasure, real pleasure, and the walls of her pussy began to steer me in a certain direction. It knew she was saturated, it was working to pleasure her now and it guided me to her g-spot. “Nnnnnnmaestro!” She grunted in a quiet squeak. Another slow pump. “Mmmmmaaaeeeestro!” She squeaked again, beginning to pant. Another pump. “Nnnnnnrrrr maestro. Uuuu!” She went hoarse, barely conveying her sounds. The next pump her hand jolted down and behind me squeezing my ass, her other hand grasping the leg of the bed. “Hhhnnnnnfff! Unf! Ommmf!” Isabelle moaned while her pussy pulsated and throbbed. I stopped, allowing her to bathe in her orgasm. When her pussy finally slowed, I began my rhythm again, beginning to ...
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