SIX
To be honest, I liked the idea of other guys finding Jenn attractive and wanting to fuck her, and sometimes I would think about it when we made love, imagining that another man was fucking her at the same time, someone she really wanted, someone she didn’t know, loving the attention.
When I came out of the shower my dick was hard. Jenn was naked on the couch, holding a joint, listening to some music, looking at a tablet and playing with a new vibrator. She showed me the screen. A woman getting fucked at both ends.
“She’s got better tits than me, right? But I like her shoes.”
She put down the tablet and I went over and she started blowing me, mouth and pussy full. This was one of our favorite positions. Jenn liked to feel overwhelmed, and I liked getting my cock sucked.
I picked up the joint and inhaled, put a hand on Jenn’s head while I gently fucked her mouth. The weed hit and I watched her working the vibrator, building herself up. I looked in a mirror and enjoyed her tits shaking as she blew me.
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Later,” she said, taking her mouth off my cock and then licking my balls. “Just let me slut out first, those guys on the beach got me hot.”
“I think they wanted to fuck you.”
“Well, I’d let them.”
My cock jerked in her hand. She continued to lick it, then stopped and looked at me.
“That turns you on, doesn’t it?”
I didn’t know what to say, but my dick gave another leap – the idea was now in her head. Jenn put my cock back in her mouth and waggled her head from side to side, her tongue soft and wet, then pulled back, watching spit stretch and break, hit her chin and land on her breasts.
“You like that?”
“Yes,” I said.
She pushed herself forward and swallowed more of my cock, and her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked it, then she pulled back and flicked her tongue back and forth across the shaft, getting it wet, easing her stroking, rubbing her lips on the tip when they reached the end.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to suck my cock.”
“Is that all?”
I kept quiet, close to the edge. What I wanted was to cum in her face.
“You want another guy with us, hon? A girl?”
She dragged her tongue from my balls to the head of my cock, and then opened her mouth and took in as much as she could.
I pushed deeper. She took it.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum soon.”
Jenn moved her head back
“Not yet, I want you inside.”
SEVEN
She was just bending over the couch, ass in the air, when the doorbell rang. We ignored it, and then it rang again and again.
“Fuck,” said Jenn, “it might be important.” She got off the couch and pressed the intercom.
“What?”
“Hey, Jenny, you forgot your hat.”
“Fuck,” then louder, “OK, kid, just wait a moment, let me get something on.”
She turned to me.
“It’s Matt, one of the guys.”
“How’d he find this place?”
“I pointed out the building, said we were the top floor. I guess he found it that way. Smart kid, eh?”
“Can’t he come back?”
“Come on. This is hot,” she said, putting on a bathrobe. “And anyway, wasn’t this your idea?”
Was it?
“What about me?”
“Get in there and watch,” she said, pointing to the bedroom, and then turning the couch a little, so that it was facing the mirror, “and then come out and fuck me.”
It was a good idea. The bedroom door had a full-length one-way mirror built into it. If you were inside and the curtains were drawn you could see straight into the living room, and even out onto the balcony. Sitting in there it would be possible to see and hear everything, without being seen at all.
Then the moment hit me. Here was Jenn, my wife, naked under a robe and ready to fuck, asking me to hide while she was getting ready – checking hair, reapplying lipstick – to see another guy.
She took my dick and led me to the door, opened it.
“Now get in there and watch.”
“What if he gets too
To be honest, I liked the idea of other guys finding Jenn attractive and wanting to fuck her, and sometimes I would think about it when we made love, imagining that another man was fucking her at the same time, someone she really wanted, someone she didn’t know, loving the attention.
When I came out of the shower my dick was hard. Jenn was naked on the couch, holding a joint, listening to some music, looking at a tablet and playing with a new vibrator. She showed me the screen. A woman getting fucked at both ends.
“She’s got better tits than me, right? But I like her shoes.”
She put down the tablet and I went over and she started blowing me, mouth and pussy full. This was one of our favorite positions. Jenn liked to feel overwhelmed, and I liked getting my cock sucked.
I picked up the joint and inhaled, put a hand on Jenn’s head while I gently fucked her mouth. The weed hit and I watched her working the vibrator, building herself up. I looked in a mirror and enjoyed her tits shaking as she blew me.
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Later,” she said, taking her mouth off my cock and then licking my balls. “Just let me slut out first, those guys on the beach got me hot.”
“I think they wanted to fuck you.”
“Well, I’d let them.”
My cock jerked in her hand. She continued to lick it, then stopped and looked at me.
“That turns you on, doesn’t it?”
I didn’t know what to say, but my dick gave another leap – the idea was now in her head. Jenn put my cock back in her mouth and waggled her head from side to side, her tongue soft and wet, then pulled back, watching spit stretch and break, hit her chin and land on her breasts.
“You like that?”
“Yes,” I said.
She pushed herself forward and swallowed more of my cock, and her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked it, then she pulled back and flicked her tongue back and forth across the shaft, getting it wet, easing her stroking, rubbing her lips on the tip when they reached the end.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to suck my cock.”
“Is that all?”
I kept quiet, close to the edge. What I wanted was to cum in her face.
“You want another guy with us, hon? A girl?”
She dragged her tongue from my balls to the head of my cock, and then opened her mouth and took in as much as she could.
I pushed deeper. She took it.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum soon.”
Jenn moved her head back
“Not yet, I want you inside.”
SEVEN
She was just bending over the couch, ass in the air, when the doorbell rang. We ignored it, and then it rang again and again.
“Fuck,” said Jenn, “it might be important.” She got off the couch and pressed the intercom.
“What?”
“Hey, Jenny, you forgot your hat.”
“Fuck,” then louder, “OK, kid, just wait a moment, let me get something on.”
She turned to me.
“It’s Matt, one of the guys.”
“How’d he find this place?”
“I pointed out the building, said we were the top floor. I guess he found it that way. Smart kid, eh?”
“Can’t he come back?”
“Come on. This is hot,” she said, putting on a bathrobe. “And anyway, wasn’t this your idea?”
Was it?
“What about me?”
“Get in there and watch,” she said, pointing to the bedroom, and then turning the couch a little, so that it was facing the mirror, “and then come out and fuck me.”
It was a good idea. The bedroom door had a full-length one-way mirror built into it. If you were inside and the curtains were drawn you could see straight into the living room, and even out onto the balcony. Sitting in there it would be possible to see and hear everything, without being seen at all.
Then the moment hit me. Here was Jenn, my wife, naked under a robe and ready to fuck, asking me to hide while she was getting ready – checking hair, reapplying lipstick – to see another guy.
She took my dick and led me to the door, opened it.
“Now get in there and watch.”
“What if he gets too
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