Marital Changes

On the bed, we managed to get our naked bodies in almost a triangle. The angles were a little off of optimum but I have my face into Myrna's crotch and June has my cock in her mouth and Myrna has her face in June's pussy. The slurping and moaning is noticeable.

It's interesting, licking Myrna is the same but different than licking June. I mean, I've spent over 30 years savoring June's pussy and enjoying it. I enjoy Myrna's, too. It's similar but a little different some how. I guess like every other human feature, all pussy's are slightly different. And, while she claimed June ate her better than me, I must be doing something right because even at this odd angle I can feel her hips starting to jerk and her insides get juicier. She's about ready to orgasm. And then she does. She must have stopped eating June because she's moaning and almost screaming as I suck up her juices.

"George, climb up over me and fuck me," she says. "Sorry, June, I don't want to take him from you but I need a good, man on top, straight fuck right now." And that's what I give her. Starting slowly but quickly speeding up until I'm pounding into her as hard and fast as I can. Our bodies slap together. She lifts her hips and fucks back at me, her arms on the bed, trying to give leverage to her hip shoves. It doesn't really take long and she's going at it again. Her legs and arms wrap up around me, she looks as if she's in agony and giving unintelligible yells. And then she relaxes and looks at me and smiles. "O.k., I'm done," she says as she slightly pushes on me to get off. She turns to look at June, laying next to us, "He's still hard, June, and he's all yours now. This has been terrific and I hope we do it regularly but I'm not up for marathons, I'm going to go home, take a hot bath and sleep contentedly all night."

With that she sits up, turns, stands and moves to her clothes. June had grabbed my cock, maybe to suck it, maybe to aim it into her vagina, but now just holds it. "Myrna, you're leaving?" she asks.

"June, this really has been perfect. George has a great cock and you're as sexy as ever but I think I've had all I can manage to handle right now." She's pulling her blouse over her naked body, then steps into her skirt. "I'll just carry these under clothes and go home. But I don't want to interrupt anything you and George might still want to do. He seems to be up for more."

June gets off the bed and follows Myrna to the front door. She turns and beckons me to come, too. Downstairs, at the door, June , naked, hugs Myrna and turns to get me involved. As I hug Myrna and kiss her, June grabs hold of my cock. As she's saying goodbye to Myrna, closing the door after her, she's sliding her hand back and forth on my still erect cock. She then turns to me and gives a big grin and says, "Well, she may have had all she can handle but I'm still turned on and ready." With that she puts her arms around my neck, pulls herself up a little as she raises one leg to try and get her pussy onto my cock. I reach down and help aim it into her, grabbing her ass with one hand and helping boost her up a little. I back her against the wall and as my cock moves into her she gets her other leg up and around my hip.

We stand there in the entry way, me holding her against the wall and using my legs to shove my cock up into her, then back off a little and pound it in again. And again and again. She has her arms around my neck and grunts, exhaling with every thrust of mine. "Oh, fuck, oh fuck," she yells out on her exhales, "We've never done it here before!" I surprise myself since I thought I would last and last. But sex is as much mental as physical and the whole thing about fucking in the entry way and June's climbing on me in lust is very hot. So after a few minutes, when her exhales turn to little screams and I can feel her insides starting to grab at me inside her, I cum, too. Then we stand there for some moments, wrapped tightly together. She moves her head some and I do too and we kiss, my cock still in her, our combined juices leaking out of her and down onto my thighs.

We finally pull apart and hands around each other's waists, head back to the stairs and up to our bedroom. As we walk in, it smells of sex. Lots of sex. We look at each other and grin and kiss again. A good, sexy kiss, she pressing against me. She starts to remove the sheets so I help. She gets clean ones and between us we get them on the bed. She gets a can of air freshener and sprays around some. Without even discussing it, holding hands, we head to the bathroom and turn on the shower over the tub. We both climb in, slide the glass shut and start washing each other. But we don't just wash, we kiss and fondle each other a lot. She licks my cock and I lick her pussy and I start getting hard again. So after we dry each other we head back to the bedroom and naked climb onto the bed again.

We move directly into a sixty-nine position and she sucks me as I eat her. I'm gonna last awhile and she isn't. And doesn't. I get a faceful of her juices and she turns and straddles me again and sits on my cock, swallowing it up into her vagina. "I love you, George," she says as she starts moving back and forth, leaning over me with her breasts hanging free. "This has been a terrific evening and you handled it great. I'm sure Myrna is very happy and I sure am. I can't imagine getting too much and going home because you can fuck me all night if you want. I love it."

Well, we don't. But almost. I lasted a long time. And the next morning we had to change the sheets again. How do bodies regenerate so much fuck juice? Old bodies at that.