Free Sex Stories Today's is about Free sex stories Threesome The Unexpected, who would you like, because it is very sexy and exciting and all are free sex stories. Also you can find all of Sexy, adult, xxx and Erotic Story just for you. His hands slowly made their way over the curves of her body. The smell of orange blossoms filled the air. The moon was full and shines with every flicker of the stars in the night sky. The pool was aglow with the light of over fifty tiny tea lights floating gently by. His hands cupped her breast, as he leaned in and kissed her luscious pink lips. Her eyes shone bright with the reflection of the tiny candles. She held his neck tightly, snuggling in close to his body, feeling his hardness below the depths in the darkness of the water. Swallowing hard and breathing in deeply he pushed his tongue further into her mouth, while softly stroking her smooth curvaceous hips. She let go of his neck and slid down below the steam into the water. He felt the warmth of her lips as she took his member into her mouth. She came up for air and he grabbed her by the waist, taking her breast into his mouth, gently flicking his tongue over her nipple. They looked deep into each others eyes, the moment was electric as their passion exploded forth in a tumult of groping fingers. She pulled free and swam to the edge of the pool, her silhouette showing in the moonlight as she walked up the stairs and out onto the patio.
For a moment her heart stopped, as she watched his beautiful hard body stride forth from the pool. He shook his head, splashing her with the water. She giggled and held out her arms to him. Walking to her, he put his hands on her shoulders and felt her trembling. Pulling her close, he warmed her with his body. Breathing deeply, he probed her mouth.She gently stroked at his erect penis. With lustful abandon, she let her body fall limp into his arms, as he gently lifted her off her feet and carried her into their bedroom.
The room was adorned with antique oil lamps and the bed draped with flowing gold and red silk scarves and red rose petals. Laying her body gently onto the bed, he joined her, tying her wrist gently with a gold scarf to the mahogany bed post. Her right hand bound, he tied the left and carefully placed a red scarf over her eyes. She felt his breath and his mouth envelopes her nipple, causing her to gasp. Water dripping from his wet hair sliddown her supple breast and sent a shiver down her spine. Her mouth opened, as his hand starts to caress her womanhood. Each stroke of his hand became harder, as he slid his finger along her clit, rubbing it gently while still sucking her right nipple. As he stroked her, she felt another pair of hands, one wiping the water from her hair and one massaging her breast. She might have easily seen through the scarf, but she kept her eyes closed, wanting the full pleasure of the night to unfold, feeling the warmth of lips next to her own, and the slight pain of her left nipple being taunted. They had often joked about having a threesome, he wanting another woman and she wanting another man to share their bed. Now, he had surprised her for Valentine’s Day, with one of her fantasies. She still had no clue of the gender of the person now massaging her breast.
***** Keith & Wyatt
“Shit, what did I miss?” said Keith.
“Close the fucking door, the light man, they will see us,” said Wyatt.
Walking over to the window, “Do you think they really care who is watching? They get off on that dude, that’s why they never close the fucking curtains,” said Keith while handing Wyatt a bag of steaming hot microwave popcorn and a can of cola.
“Why aren’t you with your ‘girlfriend’?” Wyatt said sarcastically.
“Leave Trudy out of this. Shut up and let me look through the telescope,” said Keith, grabbing the eye piece and peering into the bedroom of their lusty neighbors.
“Damn, that guy is hung.”
Wyatt opened up the cola, chugging it down, finishing it, leaving the popcorn on the floor. Seeing the neighbor woman naked made him think of his girlfriend, Tammy. She was babysitting her nephews so her brother could take his wife to dinner for Valentine’s. Here he was alone in the dark with his queer roommate, sitting on the floor with his knees to his chest, his head against the bed, thinking of the last time he and Tammy made love. He so wanted her to suck him, but she refused again. She didn’t like to experiment at all, never allowing him to taste her juices, to fulfill his oral fixation with her. He thought of his heart beating in his ears, as he pushed into her cunt, each thrust the same, each time just a little more boring than the last. It was Keith’s fault, all those stories about his transvestite girlfriend. The last time he stuck his fingers in his ears, when Keith kept blabbing on about the great blow job he got. But if Keith hadn’t agreed to take him in when freshman housing was over booked, he would have been stuck who knows where, certainly not with a view like this one.
“Let me have a turn,” complained Wyatt, “It’s my fucking telescope.”
“Fine, here,” said Keith, opening his soda and eating another handful of corn. “Why aren’t you with Tammy tonight? It’s Valentine’s Day.”
“Like I don’t know what day it is. She is babysitting for her brother’s kids. Why aren’t you with your tranny boyfriend?” again chided Wyatt.
“He’s with his wife tonight. I don’t mind. It’s not like we are involved.”
“Let me get this straight, you two blow each other and you're not involved?”
“And you never fucked a girl, just to fuck her?”
Wyatt blushed, never having been with anyone but Tammy. They had dated steadily since prom senior year and now were committed to each other.
“The guy has his cock in her face. Look out, she just took it into her mouth.”
“What?” asked Keith. “ Let me see. Come on.”
“Fine, I don’t want to look anymore anyway.”
“This is way better than porn. I love having my balls sucked. This guy’s are shaved, just like Trudy’s, so smooth.” said Keith.
Wyatt got up off of the floor and sat on the edge of the bed. He sighed, wondering what that must feel like. He picked up the pink stuffed bear from the bed and hugged it. He had gotten it for Tammy, if she would only call. It was only 7pm, and nothing. Trudy’s smooth balls flashed across his mind. He put his hand over his eyes, what the hell was he thinking? Suddenly thoughts of Tammy were replaced with thoughts of Keith with his head shoved under this guys skirt, sucking the hell out of his clean shaven balls and penis. The blood rushed from his brain to his cock, and he couldn’t stand the thoughts any longer.
“I’m going to see Tammy. Have fun man,” Wyatt said rushing out the door.
“Fine, I will,” whispered Keith, unzipping his pants and pulling out his semi-hard rod. “Back to the show.”
***** The Neighbors
Still with her eyes shut the woman enjoyed the touch of her husband and the stranger. Her husband ran a feather over her body with one hand his other still rubbing her clit to hardness. Her hips were gently thrusting forward as a tongue flicked across the outer lips of her pussy. It gave her a chill down her spine, the anticipation and wonder of who was lapping her juices. Her husband’s hands were now rubbing across the strangers back as the mystery person enjoyed his wife’s love mound.
***** Wyatt, Tammy & the Blonde
Wyatt wiped his hands on his jeans, his palms sweaty and picked the bear off the passenger seat of his car. He knew Tammy would be aggravated him just showing up at he door, she had warned him about showing up unannounced. He tapped his knuckle against the door three times and waited. He did so again and then peered through the front window. He could see no one. He knocked louder, but still no answer, so he walked to the back of the house. He kept going until he came to the sliding glass patio door, which had an unobstructed view.
Wyatt’s mouth agape, he watched as two naked woman were intertwined on the floor. He stepped back from the door and peeked from behind a juniper bush. A blonde woman planted her face in the other’s crotch. He watched as she sucked the woman’s parts, lapping her tongue feverishly in and out along the soft folds of her lips. Feeling his hardness grow, he started to rub himself through his jeans. Maybe he had gotten the address wrong. Then it all became too clear, the woman being eaten threw her head back and he saw that it was Tammy. His heart sank, yet his penis grew harder. He wanted to run ,and he wanted to stay. Letting the bear fall to the ground he continued to watch , as Tammy took so much pleasure in this woman’s love. Tammy grabbed the blonde woman’s breasts , as the woman thrust her fingers deep within her. He couldn’t hear their moans, but moaned himself, now releasing his member from his pants. With each thrust the blonde made into Tammy, Wyatt stroked his own throbbing cock. His heart should be shattered, but all he could think of was his own sexual gratification. It was incredibly hot watching the two woman. Tammy was alive, more animated than she ever had been with him. The woman kissed, their tongues dancing within his sight, he closed his eyes then came all over the side of the house. Fumbling to put his penis back into his pants, he tripped over a toy truck in the yard. Tammy and her lover looked up, he stopped in his tracks, caught. They saw nothing but the mirror image of themselves in the reflective film that covered the glass. With his heart pounding, Wyatt with a tear in his eye, rushed to his car and back to his apartment.
***** Bonnie & Ted
“Some more wine?” asked the waiter.
“We’re fine. Could we have the check please?” said Ted.
“I hope the kids are okay, maybe I should call Tammy and see how she is doing.”
“You do this every time we go out. They are fine. Here,” Ted said, handing his wife a small gold box.
“I told you not to spend the money on this stupid commercial holiday. I know you love me,” said Bonnie, as she leaned in, kissing Ted.
“It’s not a Valentine, it’s just for being your sweet beautiful self.”
Bonnie opened the box, inside was a gorgeous marquis sapphire stone ring. She leaned in again and kissed Ted. A single tear ran down her cheek. They had been married ten years and each time she asked him not to give her anything for the holiday, he had done as she wished. She so wanted to give him something he had always wanted. It was late and picked over greeting cards and dented boxes of chocolates seemed so lame. There was one thing he wanted, but she hadn’t dared to give it to him in the past.
***** Keith & Wyatt
Keith groaned as he shot the last spurt of his cum into the basket by the bed. The door opened to the apartment, but he stayed where he was, knowing it was only Wyatt. He put his penis back into his pants and again peered into the scope at the neighbors. Wyatt came in and jumped on the bed.
“Get out man. I want to go to bed.”
“No way, the show isn’t over. You know I can’t see from my room.”
“Tough shit. Get out,” Wyatt said, throwing his pillow at Keith, nearly knocking over the telescope. Keith could see that Wyatt’s eyes were red and puffy and he had been crying. Keith jumped on the bed beside him, hitting him with the pillow.
Wyatt grabbed the pillow. “Quit it man, I’m not in the fucking mood,” he said. Keith grabbed him around the waist, then tickled his ribs. Wyatt started to laugh, taking his leg and trying to pin Keith down with it. The two wrestled for about ten minutes, breathless they both fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
“You really don’t give a shit that Trudy is with his wife tonight?” asked Wyatt.
“It hurts a little, but I don’t trust people enough to get too attached. I never have. Anything else you want to know?”
“What’s it like, you know, having a blow job?” asked Wyatt.
“You’ve never. It’s nice. I don’t think I can explain just how it feels. You’d be better off getting Tammy to show you.”
“She won’t do it. I’ve asked, besides I don’t think she is that into me.”
“You know the show is still going on. Do you mind if I continue to be a voyeur?”
Sitting up on the bed, “No, go ahead,” said Wyatt. Keith knelt down and looked through the eye piece. Wyatt’s mind kept flashing back to Tammy with the blonde, her pubes wet with cum, the woman’s fingers probing inside of her. Their tits bouncing as their bodies rocked on the floor of the family room. The blonde offering her fingers to Tammy and their both licking them clean. He hated how the thoughts made him feel. He put his pillow in his lap, hiding his erection.
Keith looked at Wyatt, now leaning back against the headboard, rubbing himself under the pillow. Watching Wyatt pleasing himself made him feel uncomfortable. He had never allowed himself to think of Wyatt as anything more than a friend, knowing he was straight. The urges were too much, but Wyatt didn’t want to be rejected a second time on Valentine’s Day. Wyatt opened his eyes and saw that Keith was watching him. He removed the pillow from his lap, unzipped his pants and let his penis free from the constraints of his jeans. Keith watched as Wyatt made slow deliberate strokes on his shaft. Neither said a word. Keith just got on the bed and crawled up to Wyatt, lightly sliding his tongue across the head of his cock. They looked into each other’s eyes and then Keith took him into his warm mouth. Wyatt had never felt anything like it before, Keith’s teeth scraping the surface of his penis as he sucked him. Keith took Wyatt’s balls in his hands, gently squeezing at the same time. Wyatt didn’t want to hurt Keith, but he closed his eyes and imagined Tammy was the one giving him the blow job. Wyatt ran his finger through Keith’s wavy brown hair, feeling it’s silky smoothness, like Tammy’s. It was pure pleasure, as Keith worked along his shaft and over his balls until he came. Wyatt cried out and looked down as Keith swallowed every drop of his cum. Keith went back to spy on the neighbors and Wyatt curled in the fetal position, and fell asleep, neither one ever mentioning it again.
***** Bonnie & Ted
Bonnie held the ring in front of her. She sat close to Ted, her head on his shoulder. Her hand made it’s way into his crotch and unzipped his pants.
“You can’t wait until we get home, Hun?” Ted asked. Bonnie said nothing, as she pulled his penis free and took him in her mouth.
“Woe,” he cried. “You’re going to make me drive off the road.”
She said nothing, just kept working his rod in her mouth. Looking up, she saw the smile on his face. He had always wanted to be blown while driving. He had always wanted to have sex in a public place, with the fear of being caught adding to the arousal. The car stopped at the light, a man in a large pickup truck peered down at them. Bonnie closed her eyes and was embarrassed, but Ted waved , really enjoying his wife’s gift. She worked her tongue up one side of the shaft and down the other, then sucked the head. After his climax, a drop of his cum slipped from her lips, otherwise she had swallowed all he had to offer her.
***** The Neighbors
She felt a shaft enter her, but could tell it wasn’t her husband’s. She squeezed in on the cock, as it filled her. Her husband removed the scarf from her eyes, she didn’t know the tan muscular man, but trusted her husband fully. As his cock slid in her juices in and out, she arched her back and her husband freed her arms. Her hands free, she glided one hand over her husbands hardness, the other over her own breast. The man pumped in her faster and harder, her husbands erection growing with each thrust the man made into his wife. She rubbed her own breasts, pinching her own nipples with her left hand and continued to fist her husband’s veined cock with the right. She loved her husband so, especially his giving in to her wish for the holiday. Her husband squeezed in behind her, holding the base of his cock, he pushed into her anus. Each man worked in a cooperative fashion to satisfy the woman. Thrust after thrust, into her cunt and anus made her orgasms shudder throughout her body. Her cum mixed with the strangers dripped on the sheets below, as she squeezed the strangers cock until he was limp. The husband kept pumping in on his wife, his balls slapping against her ass, his hands groping her breasts. The stranger crept from the bed and set a single red rose on the bed beside them and left the bedroom. She felt her husband's warm cum fill her then dribble down her ass cheeks and thighs. Spent, they fell onto the bed and embraced.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” said her husband, then kissing her. Hope you enjoyed this Free Sex Stories Article. Happy reading Free sex stories Threesome The Unexpected and happy exciting.
For a moment her heart stopped, as she watched his beautiful hard body stride forth from the pool. He shook his head, splashing her with the water. She giggled and held out her arms to him. Walking to her, he put his hands on her shoulders and felt her trembling. Pulling her close, he warmed her with his body. Breathing deeply, he probed her mouth.She gently stroked at his erect penis. With lustful abandon, she let her body fall limp into his arms, as he gently lifted her off her feet and carried her into their bedroom.
The room was adorned with antique oil lamps and the bed draped with flowing gold and red silk scarves and red rose petals. Laying her body gently onto the bed, he joined her, tying her wrist gently with a gold scarf to the mahogany bed post. Her right hand bound, he tied the left and carefully placed a red scarf over her eyes. She felt his breath and his mouth envelopes her nipple, causing her to gasp. Water dripping from his wet hair sliddown her supple breast and sent a shiver down her spine. Her mouth opened, as his hand starts to caress her womanhood. Each stroke of his hand became harder, as he slid his finger along her clit, rubbing it gently while still sucking her right nipple. As he stroked her, she felt another pair of hands, one wiping the water from her hair and one massaging her breast. She might have easily seen through the scarf, but she kept her eyes closed, wanting the full pleasure of the night to unfold, feeling the warmth of lips next to her own, and the slight pain of her left nipple being taunted. They had often joked about having a threesome, he wanting another woman and she wanting another man to share their bed. Now, he had surprised her for Valentine’s Day, with one of her fantasies. She still had no clue of the gender of the person now massaging her breast.
***** Keith & Wyatt
“Shit, what did I miss?” said Keith.
“Close the fucking door, the light man, they will see us,” said Wyatt.
Walking over to the window, “Do you think they really care who is watching? They get off on that dude, that’s why they never close the fucking curtains,” said Keith while handing Wyatt a bag of steaming hot microwave popcorn and a can of cola.
“Why aren’t you with your ‘girlfriend’?” Wyatt said sarcastically.
“Leave Trudy out of this. Shut up and let me look through the telescope,” said Keith, grabbing the eye piece and peering into the bedroom of their lusty neighbors.
“Damn, that guy is hung.”
Wyatt opened up the cola, chugging it down, finishing it, leaving the popcorn on the floor. Seeing the neighbor woman naked made him think of his girlfriend, Tammy. She was babysitting her nephews so her brother could take his wife to dinner for Valentine’s. Here he was alone in the dark with his queer roommate, sitting on the floor with his knees to his chest, his head against the bed, thinking of the last time he and Tammy made love. He so wanted her to suck him, but she refused again. She didn’t like to experiment at all, never allowing him to taste her juices, to fulfill his oral fixation with her. He thought of his heart beating in his ears, as he pushed into her cunt, each thrust the same, each time just a little more boring than the last. It was Keith’s fault, all those stories about his transvestite girlfriend. The last time he stuck his fingers in his ears, when Keith kept blabbing on about the great blow job he got. But if Keith hadn’t agreed to take him in when freshman housing was over booked, he would have been stuck who knows where, certainly not with a view like this one.
“Let me have a turn,” complained Wyatt, “It’s my fucking telescope.”
“Fine, here,” said Keith, opening his soda and eating another handful of corn. “Why aren’t you with Tammy tonight? It’s Valentine’s Day.”
“Like I don’t know what day it is. She is babysitting for her brother’s kids. Why aren’t you with your tranny boyfriend?” again chided Wyatt.
“He’s with his wife tonight. I don’t mind. It’s not like we are involved.”
“Let me get this straight, you two blow each other and you're not involved?”
“And you never fucked a girl, just to fuck her?”
Wyatt blushed, never having been with anyone but Tammy. They had dated steadily since prom senior year and now were committed to each other.
“The guy has his cock in her face. Look out, she just took it into her mouth.”
“What?” asked Keith. “ Let me see. Come on.”
“Fine, I don’t want to look anymore anyway.”
“This is way better than porn. I love having my balls sucked. This guy’s are shaved, just like Trudy’s, so smooth.” said Keith.
Wyatt got up off of the floor and sat on the edge of the bed. He sighed, wondering what that must feel like. He picked up the pink stuffed bear from the bed and hugged it. He had gotten it for Tammy, if she would only call. It was only 7pm, and nothing. Trudy’s smooth balls flashed across his mind. He put his hand over his eyes, what the hell was he thinking? Suddenly thoughts of Tammy were replaced with thoughts of Keith with his head shoved under this guys skirt, sucking the hell out of his clean shaven balls and penis. The blood rushed from his brain to his cock, and he couldn’t stand the thoughts any longer.
“I’m going to see Tammy. Have fun man,” Wyatt said rushing out the door.
“Fine, I will,” whispered Keith, unzipping his pants and pulling out his semi-hard rod. “Back to the show.”
***** The Neighbors
Still with her eyes shut the woman enjoyed the touch of her husband and the stranger. Her husband ran a feather over her body with one hand his other still rubbing her clit to hardness. Her hips were gently thrusting forward as a tongue flicked across the outer lips of her pussy. It gave her a chill down her spine, the anticipation and wonder of who was lapping her juices. Her husband’s hands were now rubbing across the strangers back as the mystery person enjoyed his wife’s love mound.
***** Wyatt, Tammy & the Blonde
Wyatt wiped his hands on his jeans, his palms sweaty and picked the bear off the passenger seat of his car. He knew Tammy would be aggravated him just showing up at he door, she had warned him about showing up unannounced. He tapped his knuckle against the door three times and waited. He did so again and then peered through the front window. He could see no one. He knocked louder, but still no answer, so he walked to the back of the house. He kept going until he came to the sliding glass patio door, which had an unobstructed view.
Wyatt’s mouth agape, he watched as two naked woman were intertwined on the floor. He stepped back from the door and peeked from behind a juniper bush. A blonde woman planted her face in the other’s crotch. He watched as she sucked the woman’s parts, lapping her tongue feverishly in and out along the soft folds of her lips. Feeling his hardness grow, he started to rub himself through his jeans. Maybe he had gotten the address wrong. Then it all became too clear, the woman being eaten threw her head back and he saw that it was Tammy. His heart sank, yet his penis grew harder. He wanted to run ,and he wanted to stay. Letting the bear fall to the ground he continued to watch , as Tammy took so much pleasure in this woman’s love. Tammy grabbed the blonde woman’s breasts , as the woman thrust her fingers deep within her. He couldn’t hear their moans, but moaned himself, now releasing his member from his pants. With each thrust the blonde made into Tammy, Wyatt stroked his own throbbing cock. His heart should be shattered, but all he could think of was his own sexual gratification. It was incredibly hot watching the two woman. Tammy was alive, more animated than she ever had been with him. The woman kissed, their tongues dancing within his sight, he closed his eyes then came all over the side of the house. Fumbling to put his penis back into his pants, he tripped over a toy truck in the yard. Tammy and her lover looked up, he stopped in his tracks, caught. They saw nothing but the mirror image of themselves in the reflective film that covered the glass. With his heart pounding, Wyatt with a tear in his eye, rushed to his car and back to his apartment.
***** Bonnie & Ted
“Some more wine?” asked the waiter.
“We’re fine. Could we have the check please?” said Ted.
“I hope the kids are okay, maybe I should call Tammy and see how she is doing.”
“You do this every time we go out. They are fine. Here,” Ted said, handing his wife a small gold box.
“I told you not to spend the money on this stupid commercial holiday. I know you love me,” said Bonnie, as she leaned in, kissing Ted.
“It’s not a Valentine, it’s just for being your sweet beautiful self.”
Bonnie opened the box, inside was a gorgeous marquis sapphire stone ring. She leaned in again and kissed Ted. A single tear ran down her cheek. They had been married ten years and each time she asked him not to give her anything for the holiday, he had done as she wished. She so wanted to give him something he had always wanted. It was late and picked over greeting cards and dented boxes of chocolates seemed so lame. There was one thing he wanted, but she hadn’t dared to give it to him in the past.
***** Keith & Wyatt
Keith groaned as he shot the last spurt of his cum into the basket by the bed. The door opened to the apartment, but he stayed where he was, knowing it was only Wyatt. He put his penis back into his pants and again peered into the scope at the neighbors. Wyatt came in and jumped on the bed.
“Get out man. I want to go to bed.”
“No way, the show isn’t over. You know I can’t see from my room.”
“Tough shit. Get out,” Wyatt said, throwing his pillow at Keith, nearly knocking over the telescope. Keith could see that Wyatt’s eyes were red and puffy and he had been crying. Keith jumped on the bed beside him, hitting him with the pillow.
Wyatt grabbed the pillow. “Quit it man, I’m not in the fucking mood,” he said. Keith grabbed him around the waist, then tickled his ribs. Wyatt started to laugh, taking his leg and trying to pin Keith down with it. The two wrestled for about ten minutes, breathless they both fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
“You really don’t give a shit that Trudy is with his wife tonight?” asked Wyatt.
“It hurts a little, but I don’t trust people enough to get too attached. I never have. Anything else you want to know?”
“What’s it like, you know, having a blow job?” asked Wyatt.
“You’ve never. It’s nice. I don’t think I can explain just how it feels. You’d be better off getting Tammy to show you.”
“She won’t do it. I’ve asked, besides I don’t think she is that into me.”
“You know the show is still going on. Do you mind if I continue to be a voyeur?”
Sitting up on the bed, “No, go ahead,” said Wyatt. Keith knelt down and looked through the eye piece. Wyatt’s mind kept flashing back to Tammy with the blonde, her pubes wet with cum, the woman’s fingers probing inside of her. Their tits bouncing as their bodies rocked on the floor of the family room. The blonde offering her fingers to Tammy and their both licking them clean. He hated how the thoughts made him feel. He put his pillow in his lap, hiding his erection.
Keith looked at Wyatt, now leaning back against the headboard, rubbing himself under the pillow. Watching Wyatt pleasing himself made him feel uncomfortable. He had never allowed himself to think of Wyatt as anything more than a friend, knowing he was straight. The urges were too much, but Wyatt didn’t want to be rejected a second time on Valentine’s Day. Wyatt opened his eyes and saw that Keith was watching him. He removed the pillow from his lap, unzipped his pants and let his penis free from the constraints of his jeans. Keith watched as Wyatt made slow deliberate strokes on his shaft. Neither said a word. Keith just got on the bed and crawled up to Wyatt, lightly sliding his tongue across the head of his cock. They looked into each other’s eyes and then Keith took him into his warm mouth. Wyatt had never felt anything like it before, Keith’s teeth scraping the surface of his penis as he sucked him. Keith took Wyatt’s balls in his hands, gently squeezing at the same time. Wyatt didn’t want to hurt Keith, but he closed his eyes and imagined Tammy was the one giving him the blow job. Wyatt ran his finger through Keith’s wavy brown hair, feeling it’s silky smoothness, like Tammy’s. It was pure pleasure, as Keith worked along his shaft and over his balls until he came. Wyatt cried out and looked down as Keith swallowed every drop of his cum. Keith went back to spy on the neighbors and Wyatt curled in the fetal position, and fell asleep, neither one ever mentioning it again.
***** Bonnie & Ted
Bonnie held the ring in front of her. She sat close to Ted, her head on his shoulder. Her hand made it’s way into his crotch and unzipped his pants.
“You can’t wait until we get home, Hun?” Ted asked. Bonnie said nothing, as she pulled his penis free and took him in her mouth.
“Woe,” he cried. “You’re going to make me drive off the road.”
She said nothing, just kept working his rod in her mouth. Looking up, she saw the smile on his face. He had always wanted to be blown while driving. He had always wanted to have sex in a public place, with the fear of being caught adding to the arousal. The car stopped at the light, a man in a large pickup truck peered down at them. Bonnie closed her eyes and was embarrassed, but Ted waved , really enjoying his wife’s gift. She worked her tongue up one side of the shaft and down the other, then sucked the head. After his climax, a drop of his cum slipped from her lips, otherwise she had swallowed all he had to offer her.
***** The Neighbors
She felt a shaft enter her, but could tell it wasn’t her husband’s. She squeezed in on the cock, as it filled her. Her husband removed the scarf from her eyes, she didn’t know the tan muscular man, but trusted her husband fully. As his cock slid in her juices in and out, she arched her back and her husband freed her arms. Her hands free, she glided one hand over her husbands hardness, the other over her own breast. The man pumped in her faster and harder, her husbands erection growing with each thrust the man made into his wife. She rubbed her own breasts, pinching her own nipples with her left hand and continued to fist her husband’s veined cock with the right. She loved her husband so, especially his giving in to her wish for the holiday. Her husband squeezed in behind her, holding the base of his cock, he pushed into her anus. Each man worked in a cooperative fashion to satisfy the woman. Thrust after thrust, into her cunt and anus made her orgasms shudder throughout her body. Her cum mixed with the strangers dripped on the sheets below, as she squeezed the strangers cock until he was limp. The husband kept pumping in on his wife, his balls slapping against her ass, his hands groping her breasts. The stranger crept from the bed and set a single red rose on the bed beside them and left the bedroom. She felt her husband's warm cum fill her then dribble down her ass cheeks and thighs. Spent, they fell onto the bed and embraced.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” said her husband, then kissing her. Hope you enjoyed this Free Sex Stories Article. Happy reading Free sex stories Threesome The Unexpected and happy exciting.
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