Memories by Mrs Sarge.
Since we are house bound I have time to share some thoughts about us.
We are missing our friends, Jim and Donna,missing them very much.
Not only the sex, which we enjoy,but.... the friendship, the closeness that comes from years of knowing them and sharing life's ups and downs.
We don't have sex every time we are with them, although that wouldn't be a bad thing.
We dance,complain about our spouses and families. Talking on the phone is not the same,miss holding Donna's hand.
Miss looking at Jim and knowing that he has shared my body,that we have shared pleasures beyond description.
I miss that THICK cock and the talented man that knows what I want.
Feeling the heat of Jim's breathe on my thighs and then that glorious mouth and tongue on my wanton pussy.
Miss teasing him, almost to the point of torture,knowing he wants to stick his cock in my pussy.
Miss the taste and feel of his cock in my mouth,that salty taste,feeling his heat.
His hands on the back of my head, forcing that hard cock deeper into my mouth .
Feeling his heartbeat in my mouth.
Miss looking down my body and seeing him slick and shiny from me!
That feeling of fullness, being stretched.
Wanting the orgasm I know is coming to last and last,my body responding to him, his body responding to me.
My legs spread, his hands on my calves.
Kissing me, sucking my tits.
Feeling his cock swell just before he cums,my hands on his ass, pulling him deeper.
FEELING HIM CUM IN ME !
The grunts and groans, the glorious scent of sex.
Holding Donna's or Sarge's hand as Jim pounds into me.
I miss watching my husband with Donna, watching them as I fuck her man.
Her big tits moving back and forth,occasionally reaching for her tits feeling the soft warmth.
Amazed at the sight of her mouth filled with my old man's cock,her hands on his ass, Sarge's cock wet and HARD, straining to go deep and then even deeper.
Donna wrapping her BIG tits around him, just the tip of his cock showing above her tits.
Seeing my old man's cock slimy and so hard as he grinds into her, knowing EXACTLY how it feels.
Watching as Donna lifts her hips up to get more of him inside her.
Sarge's hands under her big pale ass.
The sounds of their coupling, the aroma of their pleasure.
Watching Sarge as he licks her wet pussy,his beard dripping with wetness.
Hearing her squeal, then knowing that squeal also came from me.
Hearing my old man grunt and knowing his ass cheeks are clenched... his release into her.
Rapid breathing that slows, the smiles and kisses that follow.
The joy I feel when Donna licks the cum of her husband from my wet,stretched pussy.
Sharing salty, bitter kisses.
Watching as Sarge's cum leaks from her,tasting her and him,knowing that he is watching me..
My hands on her tender breasts.
The amazing feeling of my old man's hard cock in me ,in my not his cum filled pussy.
Watching Donna face as Jim slips into her pussy, filled with Sarge's cum.
The parting kisses and touches as we head for our own homes.
That's what I miss and more.
Mrs Sarge.
We are missing our friends, Jim and Donna,missing them very much.
Not only the sex, which we enjoy,but.... the friendship, the closeness that comes from years of knowing them and sharing life's ups and downs.
We don't have sex every time we are with them, although that wouldn't be a bad thing.
We dance,complain about our spouses and families. Talking on the phone is not the same,miss holding Donna's hand.
Miss looking at Jim and knowing that he has shared my body,that we have shared pleasures beyond description.
I miss that THICK cock and the talented man that knows what I want.
Feeling the heat of Jim's breathe on my thighs and then that glorious mouth and tongue on my wanton pussy.
Miss teasing him, almost to the point of torture,knowing he wants to stick his cock in my pussy.
Miss the taste and feel of his cock in my mouth,that salty taste,feeling his heat.
His hands on the back of my head, forcing that hard cock deeper into my mouth .
Feeling his heartbeat in my mouth.
Miss looking down my body and seeing him slick and shiny from me!
That feeling of fullness, being stretched.
Wanting the orgasm I know is coming to last and last,my body responding to him, his body responding to me.
My legs spread, his hands on my calves.
Kissing me, sucking my tits.
Feeling his cock swell just before he cums,my hands on his ass, pulling him deeper.
FEELING HIM CUM IN ME !
The grunts and groans, the glorious scent of sex.
Holding Donna's or Sarge's hand as Jim pounds into me.
I miss watching my husband with Donna, watching them as I fuck her man.
Her big tits moving back and forth,occasionally reaching for her tits feeling the soft warmth.
Amazed at the sight of her mouth filled with my old man's cock,her hands on his ass, Sarge's cock wet and HARD, straining to go deep and then even deeper.
Donna wrapping her BIG tits around him, just the tip of his cock showing above her tits.
Seeing my old man's cock slimy and so hard as he grinds into her, knowing EXACTLY how it feels.
Watching as Donna lifts her hips up to get more of him inside her.
Sarge's hands under her big pale ass.
The sounds of their coupling, the aroma of their pleasure.
Watching Sarge as he licks her wet pussy,his beard dripping with wetness.
Hearing her squeal, then knowing that squeal also came from me.
Hearing my old man grunt and knowing his ass cheeks are clenched... his release into her.
Rapid breathing that slows, the smiles and kisses that follow.
The joy I feel when Donna licks the cum of her husband from my wet,stretched pussy.
Sharing salty, bitter kisses.
Watching as Sarge's cum leaks from her,tasting her and him,knowing that he is watching me..
My hands on her tender breasts.
The amazing feeling of my old man's hard cock in me ,in my not his cum filled pussy.
Watching Donna face as Jim slips into her pussy, filled with Sarge's cum.
The parting kisses and touches as we head for our own homes.
That's what I miss and more.
Mrs Sarge.
5 years ago