Age Gap | Threesome | Married Sex
Waking Up in Bed with My Wife and Her Young Girlfriend: Part 4
The pulsing gnawed my insides with Laura sandwiched between me and Sheri
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Just beneath my flesh, in the realm of my nerves, a signal sparked and caused my eyes to flutter open. My soft cock was pressed against Laura’s ass and she lay facing Sheri, breathing deeply with her tits slowly rising and falling.
Sex.
Fuck her.
I had known this feeling before, but that seemed a lifetime ago at a stage with younger children and a marriage groove that was different than what we were now experiencing.
Warmth radiated from Laura’s naked shoulders and back. I pressed my lips against her with my nose tickled by her hair and kept them focused on her body for several seconds.
A kiss. A connection. My cock stiffened.
Fuck her hard.
On the other side of Laura was Sheri and a soft lazy squeal slipped from her lips into the pre-dawn stillness.
I turned onto my back and slid my hand down my naked chest to my thighs and to my now erect cock. The feeling became furious inside me, and a sense of wild depravity demanded attention while Laura shifted a leg.
In her. Now. And my mind burst with an image of sliding inside Laura, taking her and rocking her body. Fuck her. Go deep.
Laura exuded eroticism and I was gripped to get inside her and I didn’t even think of fucking Sherianna. Deep. Into her soul.
I turned, placed my mouth against Laura’s dozing face, and kissed her cheek. My lips were busy moving toward her ear while I lifted a leg over her.
Soft breath. I blew gently in her ear while an orgasmic chorus bellowed. Rock her like a yacht in a storm.
This was a sexual scream that had become foreign and was now found and let loose from its nether world. I nudged Laura, sliding one hand over the tuft of pubic hair on her mons and fingered her pussy. Her eyes were half-closed as she moved onto her back. I used one knee and then the other to part her legs while Sheri quietly moaned and placed a seductive hand on my ass.
That subtle touch did it — fueled me for the final stage of sliding my throbbing cock into Laura’s pussy. My lips nibbled on her earlobe while I thrust into her. “Oh, fuck me, darling.”
Laura was incredibly hot, and I used my arms to support my torso and fucked her. My cock probed and penetrated while she grunted and groaned and wrapped arms around me. She pulled her legs wide and bent her knees.
The sensation built and I gave voice to the incredible lust that connected me with my wife, “Fucking bitch. Yeah.” I clenched my teeth and the desire flowed like a dam bursting.
Sheri was writhing next to us and soon her lips were coating my back with kiss after kiss after kiss, moving lower and lower until she reached my ass.
Laura groaned, tossed her head from one side to the other, and brought her legs back wide, giving my cock total and full access. I thrust, Laura took it, and Sheri kissed me on the buttocks before sliding her tongue into my ass.
My thrusting continued while the sex voices kept filling my head. My cock was filling with cum. I could tell fueled by Laura’s lack of inhibition and Sheri’s mouth working on me in a place I never would have expected.
“Suck him,” moaned Laura, moving her body while my cock slid out. Without any choreography, I turned from above Laura and onto my back. She slid along my body, nuzzling my cock, and telling a still-sleep-dazed darling Sheri, “Suck his cock.”
My cock that she didn’t want Sheri to suck just several hours ago. Sheri opened her mouth, slid her lips over my shaft and applied pressure.
“Phew. Oh.”
Laura moved her mouth in closer and Sheri took her mouth off momentarily as Laura closed in. I felt her hair and pushed with my hand and thrust up feeling the orgasm ready to burst.
At the last second, Laura took her mouth off while Sheri took over, sliding her mouth onto me and sucking me before my cum shot hard. I pushed down on Sheri’s head while thrusting up with my cock.
She gagged, sputtered, and took my cum before Laura moved in and both ladies kissed, sharing my juice between them.
Total raw sexual exertion. No showers. No prep. Just spur of the moment like I hadn’t felt in … years. The sexual chorus quieted and the first rays of daylight seeped in through the frilly curtains.
Watching Sheri pull her panties up her legs and seeing Laura do the same was a special treat. Getting dressed can be so mundane, but not now. Just one fleeting incredible moment that I’m glad I didn’t let slip by without first appreciating it.
The morning went on. We had breakfast together dressed in our jeans, and shirts, and me in my hiking shorts sipping coffee. The plan was for me to drive Sheri back to her dorm apartment in the university housing.
Sheri’s phone buzzed. She answered. “Hello.” She listened. “Oh, hey Callan.” Listened and spoke. “Yeah, I’ll be back soon. Sure, sounds fun.” Giggled. “I’ll tell him. He’s right here. Okay. ‘Bye.”
She hung up. “Callan says he was honored to meet you and hopes to see more of you.”
“Tell him I said, ‘Congratulations.’” How did a college kid beat me out for first place? Oh, well. He had striking eyes, a nice smile, and terrific poise. “You getting together with him?”
Sherianna nodded. “Yeah, studying a bit and then seeing a movie.”
I immediately glanced at Laura who held her coffee mug and smiled. Because we’d been together so long I could tell it was a smile that covered uneasiness. This was her young girlfriend, is how she put it, who I was taking back to the world she lived in and a world that was quite different than ours.
“That’s nice,” said Laura — politely.
Sheri was animated. “I enjoy you both so much. Seeing you together. It just means a lot to me.”
“That’s nice,” I said, sincerely.
Laura stood at the door, hugged Sheri tightly, and kissed her on the cheek. “Study hard.”
“Okay.” Sheri kissed her. “I’ll text you later. Maybe we can get together later in the week.”
“I’d like that.” Laura smiled as I walked out the door, carrying Sheri’s bag, and opening the car door for our young and lovely guest.
Sheri slid in the front seat and I got into the driver’s seat, still flush from the early morning sex. A strange feeling came over me. Like the Jungle Book. Where Baloo and Bagheera take Mowgli back to his world.
I drove onto the street and turned toward the university with Sheri sitting beside me, her fingers running over her phone. And I felt like Baloo the Bear.
I wondered how Laura felt. I’d stop and buy her flowers on the way back home.
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