Sara stopped her story briefly, to tell me that Sergei had a decent size cock. She couldn't resist kicking me in the nuts.
She giggled as she said, "way smaller than Adrian's of course. But bigger than yours."
Sara seemed to enjoy fucking with me, and the alcohol always emboldened her. I sat on the edge of my chair waiting to hear the rest of the story. My wife could sense my anticipation, and went to get another glass of wine. When she returned, she continued with her story.
Sara told me that she was very wet when she mounted Sergei, and his cock slid right inside her pussy. Sergei continued to softly tickle her ass cheeks, as she bounced up and down on his lap. He was so gentle and affectionate, the exact opposite of Adrian, who just took what he wanted. Sara had her first orgasm within a couple of minutes on Sergei's lap.
After she came, she continued to ride him, with her anal stimulator buzzing away in her asshole. He sat there passively, with his hands gently caressing her shoulders and the back of her neck. Sara came again shortly afterwards, and was very vocal the second time. She wanted Adrian to know she was getting pleasured in the back of the limousine. Shortly after her vocal orgasm, the limo came to a halt. Sara assumed the worst. Adrian had grown tired of this little game and wanted her back.
However, she heard him exit the car, and then the sound of the gate being unlocked. Sergei had unlocked the gate the last time they were here, while she sucked Adrian's cock. Now, with the roles reversed, Sergei was the one enjoying her. The limo moved forward a few yards, and then Adrian left the vehicle to lock the gate behind them. As soon as Sara heard the limo door close, she got on the intercom.
"Park in exactly the same spot as before please," she instructed the driver.
"Yes ma'am" came the terse reply, and she noticed that all of the fun had drained from Adrian's voice.
"Someone's pissed," she said to Sergei.
Sergei responded very uncharacteristically, "Fuck him!"
Adrian parked the limousine in the exact same spot, facing the ocean. It was about an hour before sunset, and Sara was very happy to be back at this beautiful spot, under completely different circumstances. She kissed Sergei tenderly and then put her lips to his ear.
"Are you ready to come baby? I have already come twice," Sara whispered.
"I want this to last as long as possible, Sara," he replied.
Sara was happy to hear this, as she also wanted this encounter to be prolonged. She was really enjoying Sergei's soft touch, and mused whether or not she needed Adrian's dominant style of sex, to achieve fulfillment.
Sara continued to bounce up and down on Sergei's cock. She had two more vocal orgasms on his lap, before she slowly dismounted him. She removed her plaid panties that she had previously pulled to the side. She showed Sergei how wet they were, before she tossed them on top of the holdall. She seductively removed her crop top, freeing up her breasts for his enjoyment. Then she turned away from Sergei, and mounted him in reverse-cowboy position.
This was much better for her. Sergei's tender hands now roamed freely across her breasts, stomach and pubic area. Her nipples were erect, and he caressed them gently.
This was in stark contrast to Adrian, who was always grabbing, groping or biting her. Even the young college kid who she had to show her tits to, had flicked her nipple aggressively. Sergei by contrast, caressed her, and she was responding very favorably to his touch. As his hands moved down to her stomach, he tickled her gently just above her pubic area. Her stomach muscles started to tighten, a clear sign she was going to come again. Sergei put his lips behind her ear and started complimenting her.
"Sara, you are so beautiful, so soft to the touch," he began. "Your eyes are amazing and your smile makes my heart flutter."
This is what Sara needed to hear from her lover. Not a barrage of insults like "slut" or "cocksucker" that Adrian would rain on her, just before she came. Sergei was telling her he would never forget this day, as long as he lived, and this beautiful acknowledgment took her over the edge again.
Sara leaned her head back into him, so that he could nibble her ear, as he flattered her. Then she dug her high heels into the carpeted limo floor, and had another orgasm. She cried out Sergei's name as she came all over his cock. She rode him to three more thunderous orgasms, before she finally asked him to come for her.
"What position do you want me in Sergei?" she asked him.
He was too much of a gentleman to answer, and she really wanted him to have his greatest pleasure, so she began to outline his options.
"Doggy-style?" she offered, starting with most men's favorite.
She didn't get much response to her surprise. When she got to missionary, he nodded quietly and she beamed at him.
"My favorite" she said. "The most intimate position between two lovers."
Sara dismounted Sergei and slowly knelt before him. She told him she would clean him up first, as her juices were all over his cock. She used a wet wipe to get him respectable, and then helped him up from the rear seat. He was naked now, and his sixty-five year old body betrayed his age. He knelt on the floor by the rear seat, his erection twitching between his legs. She was amazed that this old man had so much stamina.
Sara gave herself a quick wipe between the legs, and then laid down on the leather seat at the rear of the limo. She opened her legs to invite him to fuck her, and he inched forward on his knees, until he reached her. He got to his feet, carefully climbed on top of her, and slid inside her.
The anal egg was still humming away inside her ass, but she had turned the speed down, as she had come about eight times already. Sergei started to thrust inside her, and she wrapped her legs around his back. He was looking in her eyes now, captivated by her beauty. She smiled sweetly at him and started to whisper gently in his ear.
