“Dave. Dave” Trent said as he touched my arm. “You okay? You were staring at the floor like you were somewhere else.” I am glad he didn’t say I was staring at his cock as that is where I was staring.
“Yeah, no, I’m good. I was just, you know, I had a work thing pop in my head.” I am hoping he bought it.
“Maybe you should go lay out with Sara, rest” he said with his hand on my arm. What the hell was he saying? I am old and need to rest after sex? I may be older but I could still run circles around him in endurance.
“I will later. I think I’ll get a shower now.” I said as I walked towards the bedroom. As I entered the bathroom, I smelled Sara’s bath soap and my mind was flooded with all of the times we showered together and how her soapy body felt against mine. My cock twitched from the memories and I couldn’t help but jack myself almost to orgasm. I stopped short as I didn’t want to waste an orgasm on myself.
I got out of the shower to a newly familiar sound emanating from the back yard through the bathroom window. It is the moaning sound of Sara being fucked again. Without even toweling off, I went to investigate what the situation was in the back yard.
Looking out the back door I see Sara’s legs wrapped around Trent’s ass and he is driving his cock deep. As he pulls his cock partially out I can see that Sara is well-lubricating it with her sweet juices. I stand there and start jacking myself off again as I watch Sara take Trent again for the second time in less than an hour. Within a few minutes I’m spraying my seed on the back door face. I hold the door casing for stability as this orgasm is stronger than any I’ve had so far.
Sara and Trent are tangled in heavy sex and kissing when I finish shooting my load on the door. It it obvious that they are still having sex as I walk out to them. They never stop even though I pull up a lounge chair and sit right next to them. I think Trent had the hang of ‘what Sara wants, Sara gets’ theme around here. He’s not distracted by my presence as he pounds her soaking pussy.
Trent’s ass tightened as he plunged his cock into Sara’s hungry pussy. It was obvious he sending his load deep into Sara and she responded by digging her heels into his ass. In a low guttural voice Sara let out a long slow “oh my god, fuck me deep.” Trent stayed in that position for several minutes until his load was deposited. Their sweaty bodies lay tangled together on the lounger as they recovered.
Trent started to withdraw his cock from Sara’s pussy and his cock was slick with their mingled juices. Sara spread her legs to allow Trent to move from on top of her and stroked his slick cock a few times. A drop of his sperm collected at the tip of his cock and Sara sat up and licked it off. She turned to me and put her hand behind my head and brought our lips together. Our tongues swirled the drop of sperm she licked off Trent’s cock. It is the first time I’ve tasted sperm at all and it wasn’t too bad. It was a little salty but otherwise I couldn’t complain.
wpDiscuz