An Ordinary Adult Sex Life 2
Copyright© 2022 by bluedragon
Prologue
Erotica Sex Story: Prologue - The long-awaited sequel to Ben's Ordinary Adult Sex Life. Familiarity with the series up through ASL1 is a requirement. This is the conclusion of the series and Happily Ever After... or is it?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Teenagers Consensual School Incest Mother Brother Sister Daughter BDSM DomSub Spanking Group Sex Harem Orgy Oriental Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Big Breasts
[SLURP]
“Oh, fuck yeah...” I gasped.
“Mmm...” [SLURP]
“Unnngh...” I groaned.
With her lips sealed tightly around my shaft, my fellatrix rapidly bobbed her head back and forth. Her wonderful mouth caressed my cock and her tongue twirled in a kaleidoscope of pleasure on my mushroom head. Whatever her lips didn’t reach, her hands attended to with rhythmic stroking and twisting motions. And I felt my legs begin to buckle as the overwhelming sensations of pleasure washed away every last bit of nervous tension in my body.
“Fuck you’re good at that,” I exclaimed.
“Practice, practice, practice,” she giggled before swallowing me once again. Deep-throating me for just a second, she looked up at me with a twinkle in her eyes and hummed happily as if savoring the most delicious meal.
I caressed her cheek in thanks and she went back to fellating me. For the next few minutes this gorgeous young woman made love to my erection, but then she glanced over at the wall clock and abruptly pulled off.
“We’re running out of time,” she gasped, eyes flashing up at me. “Fuck my face. Let it out.”
After glancing at the clock myself, I nodded and reached out to grab her head. Careful not to mess up her perfectly coiffed hair, my hands held on behind her ears. I pushed forward with my hips to cram even more of my cock deep inside, and she readily accepted every last inch deep into her throat.
Then I pulled back.
And I thrust forward again.
Then back.
And forward.
Again ... and again ... and again and again and again.
Little throat-gagging noises emanated from her mouth as I violated it over and again, but she grinned up at me and kept breathing through her nose whenever I pulled back. Faster and faster I went, and I started to feel my balls come to a boil. She’d already brought me to the brink of release, and after less than a minute of rapid throat-fucking, I pulled back until my mushroom head was just barely in her mouth and grunted, “Gonna cum!”
Brooke swiftly reached up with both hands to grab hold of my rod. Pumping rapidly and twisting her palms at the same time, she furiously jacked me for the express purpose of expelling my creamy load straight between her lips. “Give it to me. Feed me your sperm...” she crooned before gaping her mouth open wide.
My eyes rolled up into my head, and suddenly I was cumming. Jet after jet of hot jizz spurted straight into her mouth, and she dove forward to seal her lips around my shaft to ensure that not a single drop escaped. Her dark brown eyes glittered as she savored the moment - and the taste - while also swallowing rapidly to avoid a mess. Neither of us had the time to deal with any clean-up.
“Ungh ... ungh ... ungh...” I grunted, my hips twitching forward as I spat out the final three shots. In the end I held myself in the forward position, still gripping her head, as I clenched my ass and strained my balls to squeeze out every last drop.
And then I sighed, complete and utter relief washing over me to the point where I had to stagger back and collapse into the armchair behind me. “Fuck yeah...” I groaned contentedly. “Thanks. I really needed that.”
“Anytime,” she replied cheerily after swallowing everything I had to give her. “I owed you that.” Crawling after me, Brooke produced a wet washcloth from somewhere and knelt in front of the chair. Swiftly but delicately, she cleaned me up and tucked me away before zipping up and buttoning my tuxedo pants.
I simply panted, catching my breath and watching her do her thing. The knots in my shoulders were gone and the butterflies in my stomach had been settled. Still, we had only a few minutes left and I couldn’t afford to linger. Once I felt ready, I got to my feet and went to check out my appearance in the mirror. I re-straightened my tie, tucked my shirt into my waistband properly, and shot the wrist cuffs to make sure they extended beyond my jacket sleeves.
Brooke stood up and similarly adjusted her dress. She stood beside me and pulled out a tube of lipstick. After fixing her makeup and making sure I hadn’t ruined her hair, she got up on tiptoes and pecked my cheek. “I’d better go. See you soon, okay?”
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