1. The Legacy, Chapter 2: The Storm


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

    again. After, when her final orgasm had waned and his cock had begun to soften, he collapsed on her, most of his weight supported on his knees and elbows, but some on her. She put her arms around him, and they found each other’s mouths in the darkness, their kisses tender now, sweet, no longer urgent. He soon pulled away and looked down at her in the brief and intermittent flickers of lightning, which continued unabated. He caressed her face, moving a lock of her golden hair which had fallen onto her forehead and across one eye. “Beth…” She put her finger to his lips. “Ssshhh, Henry. You’re trying to do it again. Trust me; I enjoyed that at least as much as you did.” He was silent for a long moment, content to hold her and to breathe the soft feminine scent of her body, and the richer, fuller scent of their lovemaking. He bent and kissed her cheek, and then her throat and her chest, the tops of her breasts. “Beth, I don’t regret what we’ve done, the gift you’ve given me; any man would be a fool or a liar if he said he did. I do regret what I’ve done to Mr. Robert. He’s a fine man, and he deserves better from me…from both of us, Beth. He doesn’t deserve this; he’s never done anything but love and adore you, and he’s a fine and dear friend to me.” He moved off of her then, his thick, flaccid cock slipping out of her, a thick and copious flow of his semen running out and down the crevice of her sex and then her bottom, soaking into the sheets. He stretched out alongside of her ...
    and gathered her into his arms, her firm, slender body spooning naturally into the curve of his much larger frame, her sweet little ass nestled against his limp, wet sex. He engulfed one of her breasts with his big hand, and held it reverently. They were silent for a long time then, lying awake and thinking about what they’d done; the sin and the ramifications, so much easier to think about once the urgent, heated moments of passion and need had passed and the violent storm no longer battered the house, driving them together. When Beth finally spoke, her voice was low and soft, barely above a whisper. “He can never know, Henry. Never. I love Robert with all my heart, and if I ever hurt him in this way it would kill me. This is between you and me, and we have to be very sure it stays that way.” He nodded. “Yes.” A simple word, but also a promise, and she knew she could trust him fully, that his discretion and sense of honor would require him to keep their secret. She nestled back into him, enjoying the heat and the rawboned, angular strength of his body. “I’m weak, Henry; I love two men. Two brilliant, wonderful, incredible, sexy men, and I don’t know what to do about that.” She fell silent, and he held her. Soon, she went on. “I love you both so very differently in some ways, but so much the same in others. It’s confusing for me, Henry; it’s not an easy thing for me, feeling the way I do about both of you.” He was deeply moved by her little speech, by her admission - and he ...
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