1. Consider the Implications


    Date: 10/28/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: clarkroberts61, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    With her arms uplifted, the repetitive motion of running the brush through her hair made her large breasts do a delightful dance beneath her nightshirt. When she caught me watching her, she smiled. Putting her brush down, she turned off the bathroom light and got into bed. Recalling the flirtatious redhead from the store, my cock grew erect. I wanted some pussy. My erection slapped against the crack of Shelia’s butt as I rolled her on to her side and pulled her towards me. It was my way of initiating sex. After thirteen years of marriage the back-to-belly spoon position had become our sexual norm. I groped my wife’s large round breasts over her nightie. My wife’s nipples hardened. When she didn't resist my advances, I slid my hand under her nightshirt and down the front of her granny panties. Eagerly engaging in foreplay, I jabbed my middle finger into her hairy pussy and with some disappointment found her interior dry. Shelia wasn’t ready to be penetrated yet. She hissed, “Damn it, Jerry.” “Sorry, Babe,” I whispered softly and kissed her ear in apology. Progressively, Shelia grew wet. Slipping her thumbs underneath the waistband of her panties, she pulled them down and kicked them off. She raised her knee to allow my hard cock to penetrate her cunt. Her entrance still wasn’t greased enough so when I stabbed my cock inside her, she groused, “Ouch!” The silky moist heat of her pussy enveloped my cock as I penetrated her. As soon as the base of my cock made contact with ...
    her puffy pussy lips I made a rapid withdrawal. I plunged my cock wildly into the wet crevice between my wife’s thighs as I imagined she was the redhead from the store. Thrusting once more, I buried myself inside my wife’s pussy. The redhead’s image burned in my brain as my testicles tightened. Cum spurted in thick ropes of release from my throbbing cock coating the interior of my wife’s cunt. Blood roared in my ears and white light flashed like lightening through my brain. I cried out, “Cumming, Babe, cumming.” I sighed with sexual relief. Soon I softened and slipped out of my wife. Rolling over, I fell into a sated sleep and dreamed of a sexual marathon with young, redheaded Amy. The next morning, a fter dressing for work, I asked Shelia if we might have lunch together. It had been a while since we had been out for a meal, so she readily agreed and picked a bistro that was halfway between her job and mine. My counteroffer was to pick-up some carry-out and meet her in the park right across the street from the building where she worked. I explained that I wanted to talk to her about something without the distractions of a restaurant. At lunch time, I stopped and picked up a couple of chicken dinners and sodas. In the park I found a picnic table beneath a shade tree and set out lunch. Sitting down, I saw Shelia crossing the street, wearing a yellow sundress that billowed with the breeze. I waved. Seeing me, she waved and quickly joined me under the tree. “A picnic lunch, how ...