1. THE PICNIC


    Date: 4/26/2016, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    fucked her. She was so warm and active under me, clutching my shoulders so tightly as she received my urgent strokes into her sexy body and fucked in unison with me. As we fucked, we stared into each others' sweating faces, sharing a look of frantic, sexual determination, in our eyes, as if we were willing each other to take pleasure and achieve orgasm. But it was the idea of what I was doing that triggered the fuck frenzy that was building in me. The idea that, not only was I cheating on Shelly right now, I was doing it with another man's wife! And, not only was it another man's wife that my cock was churning faster and faster into, it was ELLEN! It was my OWN, k** s****r I was fucking! The thoughts and the feelings of all this nasty, elicit sex had me built up to the edge of climax and I could just feel the gathering of that orgasmic sexual energy within me as Ellen looked even more frantically into my face and announced, &#034God, Danny! Don't stop! Keep fucking just like that. I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum again! Keep fucking me! Don't stop! You're going to make me cum! Fuck me! Fuck me!&#034 And I fucked her. Feeling the energy of climax cause my cock to grow even longer and harder, within her, so that I could distinctly sense the head of my penis pressing right into the opening of her cervix, deep within her belly. Ellen's leg and stomach muscles went rigid under me and her pussy tightened around my pistoning shaft and her eyes went wider, staring into mine, and ...
    she screamed and I screamed and it all became a blur as we suddenly locked together in a tight embrace of rigid, unending orgasm. I could feel myself injecting seed directly into my s****r's womb as her cervical opening clamped tightly around the spewing head of my cock and drew it all out of me, spurt after spurt after spurt... When the grip of climax finally released us, we lay in a hugging, huddled heap for a time, sweating and panting in the dimly lit bedroom. I don't remember withdrawing from her and I don't remember anyone getting up. But I do have a memory of waking briefly, in the night, and thinking that it had all been a dream but then hearing and feeling my naked s****r sl**ping soundly beside me before I fell back into exhausted sl**p. When I did awake, the sun was shining in through the large, und****d, picture window and the clock, on the nightstand, registered nearly 11:30. Turning to the other side, I found that I was alone in the bed, naked and covered by a single, white sheet. Where was Ellen? I wondered before my ears picked up the sound of the shower running in the other bathroom. Oh, I thought, she's in the shower. Then we DID 'do it' last night, I realized as I lifted the sheet to look down at my shriveled cock. It looked crusty this morning, coated with the dried concoction my both mine and my s****r's sexual secretions. Gosh, I thought, wiping my brow and sitting up. I wondered how Ellen was feeling, after what we did last night together, and why she ...
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