The sensations built. They expanded until he had trouble concentrating on keeping a coherent rhythm. He began to push his cock even faster into his wife’s pussy. There was a feeling of something flowing; lava began rising at a glacial pace from his scrotum. Kyle fought hard to hold it off, trying to find a way to focus on something else, anything besides than the coming eruption.
He abandoned all the finesse he’d used before. All the subtle changes of pace, the repositioning of his body to slide at a different angle inside his woman’s slick muscled cunt, the alterations in the depth of his plunging…all that went by the wayside now. He thrust harder, faster, redoubling the pace every few seconds.
Peggy responded beneath him. She could feel her husband’s cock begin to swell and lengthen as he propelled himself forward and withdrew. Each time he shoved his manhood inside her, she bucked up to meet him. His driving force was met by her own urgency. She banged her feet into his ass cheeks to kick him ever more strongly into her body. Her womb pulled up into her body, making way for the male organ to expand and conquer more of her cunt. She could feel her own climax, her second tonight beginning to squeeze and twist her insides.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. The magma deep inside him had swept through tight canals to his prostate and beyond. Now he could feel it welling up through the long tube toward the slit at the end of his prick. He clamped down with groin muscles he normally had no control over, willing his body to stave off the eruption for just a few seconds more. He could not.
Abruptly, almost painfully, a jet of white-hot cum exploded from the end of his cock and splashed against his wife’s cervix ring and the walls of her vagina. He felt a contraction inside him, another upsurge, and another geyser of hot semen jetted into his wife’s body. He strained to jam himself even deeper inside her so he could send his seed almost directly into her womb. A third upwelling, a weaker one this time, spurted into Peggy’s cunt. Kyle was losing control now.
He shuddered. A fourth gushing of a thin mixture of grayish-white seminal fluids surged forth, spewing into Peggy. Spent and breathing hard, he half-collapsed on top of her, breathing hard and straining to hold himself on his elbows to keep from crushing his wife beneath him.
Peggy felt the first spewing of sperm-filled liquid inside her. The sensation of feeling her husband cum in her cunt put her over the top. His maleness demanded an answer from her. She was powerless to hold off any longer. Her vagina spasmed. It tried to massage his penis with rhythmic contractions and milk every droplet of cum from his body. She felt each new eruption from her husband’s hard shaft as a new affirmation of her womanhood. The muscles in her abdomen rippled, spreading the intensity of her response beyond the place where they were coupled. A hot flush swept up her belly to engulf her breasts. Her rock-hard nipples raked against his chest, increasing the pleasure for both of them.