1. The Legacy, Chapter 2: The Storm


    Date: 8/15/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories

    going to finally have babies of her own, huh?” “That’s the plan – and we hope just one, to start with!” He chuckled. “Yes, one is a good place to start. It would be wonderful to have kids around this place again; it’s been much too quiet.” “And you need another generation to share your stories with.” He nodded. “Yes.” His strong fingers had been absent-mindedly stroking her thigh, high up and slightly to the inside; he was just aware enough of her heat and softness, and of the soft, feminine scent of her to cause a raging erection. When she put her hand on his and moved it – just an inch or two, so that his fingers touched her wet sex - his cock throbbed almost painfully. He slid his finger between her moist lips and found her erect love button, and she gasped and moved her legs apart. She was dripping wet, slick with arousal and need. He looked up at her. “Are you always this ready?” “Not always. Often; I’m a very sexual person, Henry. Something you didn’t know about me, I’ll bet!” “No. I might have assumed.” He pushed his finger inside of her and slowly drew it out, dragging her body’s slick lubrication across her hard clit. “Just because you’re so beautiful.” She gasped at the sensations he was creating in her body, her hips moving of their own volition, trying almost desperately to fuck herself on his moving fingers. She felt like she was on fire, a low, pulsing flame deep in her center which demanded to be either fed or quenched. She pulled away from him and stepped ...
    between his legs. Bending, she quickly unzipped him and reached in, working his hard, thick cock through the open zipper. She stroked him for several seconds, enjoying the exciting feeling of his silky foreskin sliding back and forth over the plump, swollen head of his cock, and then turned her back to him, lowering herself onto his lap as she guided his big, hard penis into her. She moaned as she took him deep inside, all the way down onto him, feeling him fill her completely. She held there for a moment, enjoying that feeling of fullness, of him pulsing and throbbing inside of her body, and then began a slow, sensual rhythm of moving on him, sliding up and down at times, grinding, rotating her hips at other times. He held her hips and helped to move her on his hardness, supporting her and moving her in a way that allowed his cock to touch every part of the inside of her sex, to stretch her, to reach all of her most inaccessible places. She tensed and came, crying out, her voice startling several robins off the wet lawn as she ground herself on his big cock. Minutes later she came again, sagging on him afterward with the intensity of it. She was moving toward yet a third huge orgasm when she felt his body tense and strain, and he pushed deeply into her and held her there, fully impaled on him. When she felt his cock spasm and flex, and then pump a second time, and the warm liquid flood of him spread through her middle, she came. One last huge, thunderous orgasm, driven by the ...