starting to suck with earnest, eliciting moans of pleasure from
them both. She had always dreamt of this, but never imagined it would come
true, now it was happening and she was in heaven.
"Mmm...
I love the feel...of your cock...in my mouth."
Her
husband always had staying power and was proving it now. His pounding of her
pussy suddenly increased in intensity making her moan aloud. Frank however,
couldn't hold back any longer, as his cock started to jerk in her mouth and the
first stream of sperm shot into the back of her waiting throat.
Rose
sucked harder wanting to drain him as he came again, the taste of his seed on
her tongue as she swallowed for the third time. She didn't stop sucking,
wanting him to stay hard, and looking forward to feeling his cock in her cunt.
Then her husband came, shouting out as his seed was pumped out into her pussy.
Her second orgasm was upon her—an orgasm the like of which she had never
experienced before, and one that left her feeling every bit a woman.
Then
they changed places, with Rose tasting her own juices on her husband's cock, as
well as the last drops of his own. She hadn't realized just how tight she was
until Frank had started to enter her, his thick cock stretching her pussy lips
and making her cry out with pleasure.
Frank
started slowly, wanting her to get used to it being there as he realized she
wasn't used to his thickness. Then when his cock was lubricated enough from her
juices, he began to work it faster. She had an orgasm almost the instant his
strokes speeded up, and was feeling every single inch as he ploughed into her
pussy.
She
had never been a multi-orgasmic person and indeed thought that that was a myth,
but she now knew better for her fourth orgasm was upon her. I will never
forget this night , she thought as she sucked her husband's cock and felt
such a pleasure from her pussy.
By
the time, her husband had cum again, her orgasms numbered six, and she could
feel Frank's sperm escaping from her pussy and running down her legs. They talked
for hours after that with Rose hoping—no—praying that this would happen again.
The End
The Sex
Machine
The
year was 3098; the day was Saturday, the time 4:30 pm. My name is Caroline and
the story you are about to read is true, or at least it will be. You see, I had
the privilege of being the first time-traveler; I had just arrived in the Hall
of Fame. The press was there in their hundreds, and all trying to ask questions
at the same time until Professor Mamit stood up calming them into silence, and
assuring everybody that I would answer all their questions, but only in an
orderly fashion.
"Caroline?
Daily News Reporter Mike Ash here, could you tell us why this has been hushed
up for so long?"
"Yes
Mike, back in the year 2000 Professor Coltrain successfully created the time
machine you see before you. However, in order to make sure the area was clear
for my arrival, he had to buy the property we are now standing in. He then
placed it in a trust, so nobody could demolish it. Then he made this very room
a place where the machine could come and go through time. There are those that
would see this machine as a threat, so he did this in order that nothing could
go wrong, such as sabotage or overenthusiastic reporters. He told nobody except
me, and then after sending me on my way, he sealed the room. His instructions
were not to open it until today, and when I appeared in front of you all, I
concluded that the experiment was a complete success," I said, taking a
breath.
The
press conference went well, if a little long, but I had been given instructions
to find out as much in one day as possible. Professor Mamit had been handed a
letter addressed to the curator; in it, he was instructed to help me out as
much as possible.
"Where
do you want to start, Caroline?" said Professor Mamit.
"We
took a survey from two hundred people—male and female. In this questionnaire,
they were all asked ten imaginary questions. From this we