1. The Legacy, Chapter 2: The Storm


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

    probe the front of her slick crevice, taking his first taste of her nectar. When he rose to his feet, she put her fingers over the beautiful purple, glistening head of his cock, his foreskin fully withdrawn, and felt his extreme hardness. She laughed softly, and said, “Oh my, Henry!” He looked at her, in awe of her beauty at that moment as never before, even though he’d always thought her beautiful, but… “Beth, we don’t have to do this; it’s not too late to stop.” She looked at him for just a moment, remembering the joyous young man he’d allowed her to glimpse only moments before, and she laughed again, saying, “Yes, Henry, it is,” before she pushed him backward onto the bed! He tried to catch himself, but with the bed pressed to the backs of his legs all he could do was fall back, and almost before he settled down from his first bounce she was on him like a cat, straddling him and pressing her slippery pussy to his cock. When she reached back and seized his thick cock and guided it into her, he gasped at the feel of her hot sheath engulfing his sensitive cock head, and when she rode down him, taking his entire length into her body, his fingers gripped her thighs. “God…Beth!” Her eyes were wide, her lips parted as she sucked in a shaky breath, staring down into his warm eyes. “Jesus, Henry…you’re so big!” She could feel his girth, especially, stretching and filling her, and the first ripples of a massive orgasm began to build inside of her, fluttering, turning her insides to ...
    jelly. It seemed to slowly grow and come together, and she began to move on him, slowly and then faster, her pace quickening. When he gripped her hips and thrust his iron cock up into her the swelling orgasm burst like a supernova in her body, and she cried out his name and ground herself against him, feeling every last bit of his thick cock deep inside of her! “Ohh, fuck…Henry..yes, yes! Oh my god!” He felt her pussy contract on him, and then begin a series of pulses and squeezes, her pelvic muscles closing her already tight pussy into a slick, grasping, gripping sheath, and he used every bit of willpower he possessed to keep from emptying his pent-up arousal into her. He wanted – needed – to last longer, to enjoy this incredible, magical moment and not let it end too soon, and somehow he held himself in check. As her orgasm reached its crescendo and began to wane she collapsed onto his chest, her body limp and sheened with sweat, gasping for air. He let her lay still for a brief time, her body recovering and her jangling nerve endings settling down, and then began a slow, easy thrusting motion, moving just his hips as he pushed deeply into her slender body with each upward thrust. Soon she began to move with him, meeting his thrusts with equal enthusiasm, and when he again felt his orgasm begin to boil dangerously close to the surface he stopped her, and held her still, deeply impaled on his throbbing sex. The squeezing contractions of her vagina nearly unmanned him, but he ...