College Couple hetero college couple sex story

My wife Nancy (24 yrs. 5'6', long brown hair, taut legs and ass and nice breasts) and I met here in college. We're in a very small town in the western tier of northern CA. Being the same age we've gone through some of the same changes at the same time and shared some of the same experiences and outlooks that separated us from people just five or six years younger. Nancy and I spend our time making love, visiting friends and attending the ever present art shows in town.

Late on Saturday morning I was in the kitchen doing last night's dishes, alone in the house, or so I thought. My clothes had mostly been stashed in the laundry so I'm standing around in my jockey shorts and a t shirt at the sink. Down the stairs and into the kitchen comes Nancy. She's wearing a very sleek danskin and running shorts. She looks at me smiles and says, "You look much better with your pants off." She has a look in her eye that I've seen before and every time I've seen it and realized what it is and let things happen, I've been the better for it. The danskin is sheer so her nipples are very visible. I can't resist holding my gaze for a second or two. She smiles, laughs, and keeps looking me straight in the eye. There's nothing to say. I turn around, one step forward, and we're kissing. She's very good, lips against mine, tongues almost immediately slipping into each other's mouths. My hands reach behind for her ass, hers around my back. We stand this way for five minutes until she reaches around and gently grabs my cock through my shorts and squeezes. She looks me in the eye again and my knees get weak with her fingers wrapped around my dick.

Nancy leans against me, I quickly brush my hand across her breasts, she stiffens slightly. We walk arm in arm into the living room. She leads me toward the couch. She slides my shorts off and throws them across the floor. She takes off her own and joins me on the couch. We sit facing each other, my hand sliding over and over the ass and crotch of her danskin, she slowly pumping my cock. Nancy pushes me back on the couch and slides down to the floor, kneeling between my legs.

She kisses my cock and then takes it in her mouth, sucking and tonguing the head and just below. She gradually takes more. I can feel her tongue constantly sliding across and over the underside of my cock. I can see she's moved her free hand down beneath her legs, rubbing her clit from outside of the danskin. It's not just the feel of her mouth, not quite the same as a vagina but with the special difference of a tongue. It's the sound. I'm not one of those people who finds lovemaking awkward and messy. Its incredible and the wet slurping sound of Nancy sucking me is very loud in this empty house in a quiet town. After ten minutes the sounds and the feeling are getting to be too much. I can feel a load, a pressure in my balls. I'm not sitting still anymore and my back is starting to arch. Nancy feels it and sucks a bit harder concentrating on just the spot I need. She's getting it too, rubbing her clit, taken up with her long time joy for giving head, knowing that she's about finish off another load. Just then she starts to stroke my cock with hard long handstrokes tip to balls and I shoot. The rush of feeling it spurt out. She licks it and sucks, working on me slowly until I'm totally done.

She crawls up into my lap, rubbing herself against me, nuzzling, biting my ears. I reach for the shoulder straps and slowly peel off the danskin. She asks how long till I'll be ready again. Five or ten minutes I reply.

Now she sits forward on the couch, heels up on the edge of the seat, spread enough for me to sit by her side, facing her and begin fingering her. She's very wet. She responds to just one finger inserted into her wet cunt. One arm around her shoulders, kissing, the other hand in her vagina and softly stroking her clit. She has her ass planted firmly on the couch next to me but she's moving against my hand. Slow hand, long fingers, tracing lines up and down the walls of her cunt, sliding in and out, pulling out sometimes and rubbing over the lips. She whispers for me to go a little bit faster, then almost immediately asks in a louder voice, "Little bit faster, little bit deeper, babe, just keep it goin." Now it's the sound of my finger sliding in and out of her. Faster, she reaches down, close to her end, she wants it just the exact way she needs it, she holds my hand and makes the extra change she needs. Nancy's back arched and she came loudly. She shook for I don't know how long in my arms as I held her. I kissed her hair and face and as she slowly came down. Two fingers rested inside her for a long time afterward.