Gay Erotic Stories

We left Lake George a week later, and I was literally fucked-out if you want to call that. My new wife had kept me in bed most of the time. When I would get soft, she would use her new found sucking talent to get me hard again, and we tried every position we could think of. What had once been a bashful, conservative little girl had turned into a fucking machine, pausing only long enough to eat, bathe, and sleep. I had read about things like this, but never dreamed a woman could change so much in such a short time. It was almost like she had been doing it forever, as she seemed to know just what to do without my coaxing her. I could not get the friction I usually had from tighter women, but she made up for it with motion and her hot talk, which she quickly became good at. My only salvation came with the fact that her job kept her working late a lot of the nights, when she would have been fucking me into a stupor. When she would call and tell me she would be home late again, I actually would breathe a sigh of relief and prepare myself for a little rest! Her job was one in which they did auditing for companies that wanted to get their books in order. She would often even work on weekends while their client’s offices were closed in order not to interfere with regular business. I used these times to get in a little fishing and relaxation. Part 4 later