Some Fond Memories...part 7

Swing Party

by Gentleman Gene (Brendan)

Brendan and Judith

WE STARTED kissing and feeling each other up and loosening our clothes. I was really excited about being with this sexy, older woman. Our passionate kisses and roaming touches got me so eager my hands were actually fumbling with the buttons of her blouse.

She held my hands still on her large breasts and whispered huskily into my ear. "I can feel how hot and ready you are, Brendan. I know you're the kind of man that can do it twice!" Her other hand gently squeezed the head of my cock thru the thin cotton of my slacks.

I agreed, squirming with desire for her to touch me, stroke me more. Her nipples were hard buttons under my palms. I finished unbuttoning her blouse. Her breasts were modestly large, soft, swaying slightly under my touch, with large dark pink areolas and very stiff nipples. She lifted her hips up and pulled her skirt off, revealing off-white nylon briefs and her large firm thighs. I could see the dark shadow of her full bush through the tight fabric.

"I like to make love long and slow. I need lots of hard fucking to feel real good, to cum." She kissed me, tongue probing and dancing in my mouth. "But your young cock wants to cum soon, too soon for my wet little pussy!" She told me to stand up and helped me slip my slacks and shorts down to the floor. My cock was all she said it was.

"I like making love long and slow, too. But I am really hot now! You're so sexy I honestly don't think I'd last too long!"

"I can see that!" Her hands cupped my balls and softly held my pulsing dick. "I want to do something for you, for both of us. I'm sure a sexy young man like you can get hard more than once, can't you?"

I assured her that I could cum twice right now and more later. Her fingers sliding up and down my shaft had me nearly on the brink. My legs started trembling; it was suddenly very much warmer here. "That feels sooo good! I'm so hot!...so ready!...oh, god!...oh, yes!..." I reached down to cup her heavy, slightly jiggling tits, palming her hard nipples.

She pulled my cock forward to slide in her cleavage, continuing to stroke it slowly. "Do you want to fuck into my tits or do want me to jack you off?" she asked, looking up at me and smiling. My brain went into erotic overload: this beautiful, rounded, dark-haired, older woman was talking dirty and offering to jack me off! A blur of favorite stroke-off fantasies rushed to mind:

.....40-ish Nell from Gallery's Girl-Next-Door in her black bustier, panties, garters and stockings, jacking me but never letting me cum, training me to be her jack-off pantie boy.....

.....young, sleek, blonde Carol in black spike heels and pearl necklace asking me did I want to cum on her big tits or round ass.....

.....short, chubette, ex-wife Janie catching me masturbating and offering to lend me a hand, her hand.....

"Jack me off!" I panted in answer. "Just stroke me! Just your hand!"

Judith's hand closed around my cock...it felt strange, being backhanded from my own touch, unusual but good...and she started pumping, slow and firm, getting the feel of my hardness. Five or six strokes, then no movement, just rythmic squeezing for the same length of time. Then about half a dozen hard, quick pumps, sliding my foreskin over my swollen cockhead, her knuckles vibrating over that ultra-sensitive spot underneath the head. I was trembling, knees quivering, hips thrusting my dick into the tunnel of her fingers and palm.

"Oh, you're so hard and hot!" she whispered huskily as she continued her rhythmic pumping and squeezing. "I almost hate to waste such a big cum, but I know some...special... tricks that will make you just as hard later."
She shook her shoulders to make her big tits bounce in my hands, her hard nipples tickling my palms. Her strokes quickened, her dark eyes sparkled, her smile was sexy, naughty.
"I like to jack cocks but I like to suck them, too! You want to cum in my mouth? Shoot big loads while I suck you?"

I couldn't answer, couldn't even speak the surge of arousal and pleasure was so great. Her other hand cupped my tingling balls, her finger caressed, pressed back behind my balls. Her strokes sped up even faster, tight quick strokes. I grunted and moaned and thrust my hips as my cum rose, my nuts clenched, my cock burned. Gouts of hot cum erupted from my cock, thick gray white blobs and strings of it splashed on her neck, her tits, smearing her hands, dripping down her belly. Again and again the stuff squirted out. She gripped my cock, milked it, vibrated her fingers against my balls. I cried out, groaned, gasped as squirt after squirt shot out onto her thighs and panties. Red yellow light flickered behind my eyes. My legs quivered and I had to flop down on the couch, exhausted, aroused, blown away, breathless.

JUDITH WAS A REAL tease in the shower. Her "helping" me wash my back involved using her soapy tits as the wash cloth. I had no trouble at all getting another hard-on with her slippery hands fooling with my cock, flondling my ass, her wet kisses tickling my ears and neck. Our slippery hands flowed over each other in sensual exploration; our wet bodies rubbed and bumped; we laughed and moaned as we fondled, tickled, caressed, washed, held each other.

WE RAN, LAUGHING and tickling, damp skin glowing, into the bedroom. I grabbed her, kissed her yet again and again, holding her wide soft hips, grinding our loins together, humping my prick between her chubby thighs. Her nipples...those ever-hard dark red nipples...traced twin circles on my chest. I suddenly turned her around, pushed her legs apart, thrust my cock back between them, running it along her wet slit.

"Oh, yes! Fuck me now! Fuck me real hard and long! Push it into me!" she begged, leaning forward on the side of the bed. "I'm so fucking wet I want you...oh, god! yes!...uhhh!...ooohh!"

Her voice trailed away into primal groans as I started pistoning into her slippery cunt, hard, steady strokes, just as she liked. Half a dozen firm, deep pumps, then I held still in her depths, then slowly rotated my hips to push my cock around and around so deep, so completely deep in her. Judith alternately gasped for breath and cried out in inarticulate pleasure. I pulled almost all the way out, my dick just barely in her, then moved with tiny thrusts. Her cunt muscles squeezed around my head, trying to hold me in her, to pull me in deeper, but despite her begging moans and the tremendous pleasure radiating from my cock I maintained the short strokes. Then the hard swift strokes, then the short delicate moves, then again and again.

She came. I grimaced with the effort of holding my orgasm back.

Judith fell forward on the bed, shakily legged up, moaned with pleasure and weariness, curled up on her side on the rumpled covers. I could see her darkly flushed pussy lips glistening with the flowing wetness of our passion. I happily and quickly followed her. We kissed and embraced each other's damp bodies.

"Oh, Brendan," she grinned between pecks all over my face, "that was so good. So very very good!" She moved close, sliding her big thigh over mine, pushing her pussy against my hip, brushing near my still pulsing cock.

"And you are, too. So wild and free and sexy!" I cupped her tit, softly thumbing her still stiff nipples. She traced the muscles on my arms and chest sending chills thru me while her thigh pressed warm flashes from my dick. "I haven't been with...ummm...well...someone, someone--"

"Someone 'older'?!?" she teased. She sucked on my lower lip. "Come on! It's alright! I love young men, young hot guys." She snuggled even closer, her soft damp skin warm against mine. "I like my age...Daniel likes my 'mature' body..." She tongue kissed me for several wonderful moments. I could feel her moistness spreading on my thigh.

"Yes, Judith," I gasped when our kiss parted, "That's what turns me on! Your sexy round body, so firm, so hot, so sexy ripe..."
I cupped her nearest butt cheek and pulled her firmly to me. I felt her cheek and thigh, carressed them, tickled them, pinched them, bounced them.

"Good! And your lean young man's body turns me on, too! I'm still wet, can you feel me getting wet again?" Judith pinned my shoulders down as she climbed up on me, bringing her darkly matted pussy over my hardening cock. Her large breasts rubbed my chest, their nipples tickling me, exciting me.

"And I can tell...I can feel you getting hard again. That's why you're so good!...my pussy wants to have your hard young prick in her again... ummmm!...you're so hard, so quick!...I love your hard prick!...ohhhh!..."
She humped my cock with her pussy, her lips spreading along my shaft, her clit rubbing on the stiffening penis ridges.

"Yes! I want to be inside you again! Now!...oh, god, ohgod, ohgodohgod..."

Judith's full moist lips silenced my moans but her slit continued its slow stroking of the underside of my dick. When she drifted away from the kiss she murmurred, "Oh, but this is so, soooo good. I want to fuck *you* now!"
She rose a little taking some of the delightful pressure off; she held herself over me with straight arms on either side of my head.
"I want to fuck you long and slow...long and slow like only an older girl can."
Her broad hips started a slow circular dance over my cock, making it rub and bounce against her thighs, her pussy, her lower belly, her black-haired bush.

"I know some...tricks...to help you last and last!"

That was the clincher for me! Who needs to cum so quickly again! I make my stroke-offs last an hour, right?!

Her wild dark hair cascaded down over us, her firm heavy tits gently bounced with the rhythm of her hips, her cunt increased, decreased its pressure, its direction. Sometimes she barely touched my ridged shaft, other times she smothered it with her flowing wet weight.

"Loving is like a dance, faster then slower, close then apart."
She sat straight up and pressed my cock to her belly with her hand.
"Dancing is fun because it can go on and on...like my hand touching you. The last steps of the dance are not the most important, they're just the last ones. All of the ones in between are just as good...just as hot!;...like these..."

Her voice trailed off in whispers and low moans. Her hips resumed their motion, using my cock to rub her hard clit, rippling her fingers along my hard length, massaging its head through the foreskin, carefully stroking the ridge between shaft and head.

"Yes! I like to dance!...oh, god, just like that...so good! so good!"

Her hand was sending hot pulses through my cock, making my balls tingle, my toes curl. She had me nearing the firy edge of erruption when she stopped all movement. I tried to stay stll, too, feeling that I could push myself over that edge easily.

Judith eased off me, lay down beside me. Her hand trailed over my belly and chest. She sighed and kind of laughed, "You're such a wonderfully vigorous man! You get hard so fast I'm going to have to go real slow to help you to last." She kissed and nuzzled my cheek, my neck, her lips soft and moist. "Maybe you could eat me while I tell you a dirty story."

She encouraged me by spreading her sturdy legs and pushing down on my shoulder. She cupped her pussy, giving it a soft squeeze. Her middle fingers teased open her swollen, dark pink lips peeking out from her black bush. She smiled and laughed, "You should see the expersion on your face! You're so sweet and cute! Like you never heard a girl say she wants you to suck her cunt?"

"Not, really,...uhh...some girls tried but they sounded like they were reciting bad porn movie dialog." I nibbled on the soft skin of her inner thigh, high up at the crease with her belly and butt. Her curly black hairs tickled my nose.

She moaned a little and eased her crotch toward my mouth. "Oh, yes, kisses are nice there...ummmm. A few weeks ago we had a visit from another young couple...oh! that tickles! Stop!...oh, oh, ummm... ummmm...oh,yes!" Her broad hips rocked with a sensous rhythm; my mouth caressed her whole pussy as it moved; my suckling on her purple clit almost made her lose her train of dirty thoughts.

"She was a very petite woman, small but still...uuummmmm...curvy. A red-head, but kind of mousy-looking darker red. OH, Yes!...oh!... oh, stop, that's...ooooohhh...toooo much...too much...!"

She pushed herself farther up on the bed and away from my thirsty mouth. I raised up on hands and knees, following her, almost never letting my lips leave her skin. I fastened my lips over each hard nipple alternately kissing or suckling on it. "She made love with Daniel while I had...oh, yesss! suck them like that! OH, yes!...I had my way with her boyfriend in the living room. She...uuummmmm!...told him she wanted to try it with a girl...oh, sooo good! suck my tits so good!"

My cock flopped and rubbed on her thighs, her round belly, her furry, dark cunt. She told me how shy the girl was, blushing when she exposed her small breasts to Judith's gaze, then her kisses. I moved down between her legs and began tickling her lips with mine, my cock pulsing between my thigh and the cool cotton sheets. "What did she taste like?" I whispered between long licks up her whole slit.

"Fresh young skin flesh scent...and a little herbal shampoo..."

I circled her purple clit. "Did she (lick) quiver or (lick) bounce? (lick)"

"Ooooohhhhh! oooooooohhhh! yes! yes!...oh, my...both. Her legs quivered a lot before the moment...oh, please, stop, I can't think...uuuummmmm!... when you do that!...oh! oh! Stop! ...!"

The moisture on her big firm thighs and matting her dark fur tasted good. "Then she pumped her hips really hard against me when she came. She was just panting a lot, faster, not realling saying anything. She just gasped out loud, real loud, when she finally came."

I kisslicked my way up her leg, over her swollen-lipped pussy, her nice round belly, up to the hard peaks of each big tit. My heavy cock rubbed along soft skin and against firm muscle, seeking her warm cunt.

"I'd like to have seen that!" I pushed my dick around her pussy, feeling for an openning between her damp lips. "Oh, goddess, you make me so hot! I want to be inside you again! Wanna fuck inside your pussy!"

Her hand circled my cock, felt its weight, aimed it. I felt the roughness of some curly cunt hairs brushing it; I felt the slippery, meaty resistance of her puffy lips slipping over it; I felt the warm, wet tunnel of muscle surround it. Then I felt her cunt grip my cock: a slow tight squeeze at the shaft base that slowly rippled up along it, ending in a firm, pulsing grip on its head.

My eyeballs...and my other balls!...bulged. I couldn't breath for several heartbeats. My whole body trembled.

Judith's magic pussy relaxed, letting the rippling flow of muscles move back to the root of my dick and grip there--real hard! She hugged me close feeling my shoulders and arms and sides, kissing my cheeks and lips, whispering, "Don't move...be very still for a moment...breathe deep."

At the time I couldn't think, couldn't speak, barely move. Confrontation with the Holy Grail of Lovers...a woman with an "educated pussy"...one who could control her inner muscles to stimulate fingers...one who could relax or squeeze at will--or not! if she wills it!...was over-powering. She was the first of three women gifted in this art I was lucky enough to meet but right then I just shook and tried to breathe like she said, internally thanking the Goddess this woman was sharing her sex and her love with me.

"I won't move...my hips," I said getting up on my elbows so we both could breathe easier. I wanted to say the hundred erotic, surprised, joyful thoughts spiraling in my brain. I wanted to cover every inch of her skin with kisses. I wanted make love-have sex with-fuck her-be fucked by her.

But all I could do was lay there, over her warm, damp body, buried to the hilt in her clenching cunt and moan with every contraction of her magic tunnel. They came in waves, faster then slower, harder then softer. She came in waves, gushes of hot slippery juice soaking our thighs and the rumpled sheets beneath us. I throbbed in her, all thoughts swept from my mind, lost in a haze of erotic energy. I tried to breathe like she told me but even my yoga training was powerless. I just gasped for air and moaned like a wild animal as she pumped the last of my cum out of me.

I guess we both fell into a deep sleep afterwards; we were still in a tangle of sweaty sheets and laced limbs when our respective spouses returned...

Leslie and Daniel

I KNEW WHAT to expect and I didn't know exactly what to expect when we arrived at my apartment. Daniel's conversation on the way over was friendly, his hand brushing my arm as we walked was nice, his touch and small hug as we went through the door were inviting.

We started making out in the middle of the living room, suddenly, spontaneously, sloppily. He admired the counter-culture, New Age decore; he admired my taste and style, then my spirit and charm, then my face and figure. And then we were kissing, holding, feeling, pressing against each other. Arms around warm bodies, breasts against chest, hips pushing together, his leg pressing between mine. This was what I expected: making out, making love, being hot and horny, being gentle and intimate with each other. Just the suddenness of it, the wantonness of it surprised me. I was sucking his tongue; he was fondling my butt; I was humping his thigh; he was rubbing his considerable erection against my leg.

I want to fuck this man...I want him to fuck me...this man I barely know...'barely?!'...I want to see him bare!...I'm such a horny slut!...

I leaned back against the wall, one hand hugging him around his neck, our wet kisses uninterrupted, one hand pulling up my long india-print skirt. I moaned when his hand caressed my thigh, slid around my wide hip, felt along the leg band of my white cotton briefs, hefted my rear cheek. His thigh, his hardness pressed against my crotch urgently. "You're so firm, so round, so sexy," he whispered as he also fumbled at the buttons on my blouse, seeking to touch my breasts too.

*Yes, touch them, feel me up, suck them!* I thought.

"I love the feel of a nice firmly rounded girl. Such a sexy rear...and, oh, my god, look at these wonderful full breasts. I want to kiss them," he said when my blouse fell open as he did so, he other hand creeping into my panties over my butt.

I rumpled his curly hair, holding his head to my breasts as his lips suckled on my nipples. "So, you don't think my ass is too big?" I teased, laughing and moaning as tingling warmth spread from my bosom through my body. I felt my pussy getting wet, a damp spot starting to spread in my panties.

"Oh, no, sweet Leslie!" he told me, coming up to kiss me, his dark brown eyes sparkling. "You are wonderful, just right round, just right soft, just right firm, so sweet and sexy!"

I kissed his lips, cheeks, neck as I started pulling his shirt off. He pulled on the skirt's draw string. He knelt in front of me and slid it down. He nuzzled my tummy while his warm hands fondled my butt, my hips, and gently tugged my panties down. His kissed trailed over my round belly, my thighs, my thick dark bush. I spread my legs and held his head against my pussy. "Yes, Daniel! Kiss me there! But, let's lay down and get naked first. No more clothes."

IN THE WARM afternoon light, filtered by the heavy lace curtains, we made love. Soft and slow, his hard cock ridges rubbed over my hot clitty, sending waves of vibrations through my pussy, electric passion flowing through my whole body. Firm and quick, he pumped into me, shuddering jolts of energy bursting through me. Breathless in the motionless silence, our bodies locked together, hearts pounding, flesh melting into one white haze, my cunt gripping his cock. Moaning in furious sweaty passion, we thrashed and writhed, clutched and caressed, kissed and hugged. He was on top, his hairy chest tickling my hard nipples; I was on top, my furry pussy sliding slowly up and down his shaft; he was behind me, his cock pushing and swirling in my flowing cunt.

DANIEL CARESSED DOWN my damp body with his kissing...on my heavy tits... my round firm belly...my open thighs...my flowing cunt...my damp fur... He licked me, carefully and deliberately, in each special place and all around them. His lips barely brushed my lips, his tongue darting out to taste me, to flicker between them, seeking my bud. Then his tongue parted my lips and moved slowly over my clit, around it, then briefly into my tunnel. I got wet, I could feel my vagina contracting a little, tingling, warming. ......

I PUSHED HIM back into the pillows and took his stiff dick into my mouth. Sucking gently, my tongue circled its head, teasing his foreskin back to flick my tongue on his so very sensitive spot underneath the glans. It throbbed, hot and slick, drops of warm fluid leaking. He groaned and panted, gently holding my head in place. "Yes!...oh, yes...there!... don't stop...!" I felt unsure of what I was doing but I guessed I was doing something right. I licked the smooth, hard head around and around...like an ice cream cone! like my girl friend told me in high school! I bobbed my lips up and down over his dickhead and shaft... I wish I knew how to do this better...it still feels funny...still too dirty...nasty...but I'm still a good girl!

But Daniel kept moaning, whispering that my mouth felt so good, groaning when I held his shaft and began a slow feeling fondling squeezing. I snuggled between his hairy legs and continued to stroke his cock with my lip ring and tongue, helping out a little with one hand. I humped the bed keeping the warmth radiating from my pussy. I guess my consentration drifted...I guess we were both tired, still turned on but out of breath. His dick swelled and shriveled as I sucked and stroked him. He was still moaning softly but he asked for me to pause, he, too, was tired from all our wonderful love-making. We snuggled up and took a short rest in one another's arms.

WE SMOKED ANOTHER of his magic joints then took a quick shower... a shower filled with washing and fingering, soaping and fondling.

Daniel's passion was vigoriously revived in the shower. We dried ourselves quickly. When I bent over to dry my legs I deliberately turned so my rear he liked so well was towards him. He suddenly grabbed my towel away and pulled me into the bedroom. He pushed me forward over the corner of the bed while pulling a soft satin pillow between my legs. I leaned on my hands and looked back at him, the hot passion on his face, the long hard prick bouncing at his loins. I knew my rear, my pussy, my thighs were exposed to his lust, were the cause of his hardness. I felt very aroused, very slutty, and even a bit afraid. His big hands took my hips and his big prick thrust into me hard and sure.

"I'm going to fuck you the way I want to! Hard! from behind! I wanna fuck into your wet cunt until I cum...oh, god! yes!..." His cock went into me with one quick stroke, stretching my lips, pushing in deep, rubbing over my inner spot, bumping my cervix. His rotated his hips, forcing his cock to spiral deep in my cunt, making the juices flow, sending ripples from my whole pussy through my body. I must have cried out. His grip tightened on my wide hips and he began fucking me. Just fucking me.

His belly slapped against my butt cheeks as his cock fucked me, quick and hard. His strong hands pulled my hips into a counter-rhythm. I just clutched the big pillow...drifted into the forceful beat...letting the heat of my dripping cunt flow thruough me...moaning...not thinking, just feeling the pulsing erotic energy...just being a cunt spasming on a cock. I sweated, I moaned, I gasped, I trembled, I shivered, I flowed, I came. Suddenly, he altered his thrusts until he was dragging his dick in and out with excrusiating slowness. In deep, Daniel rotated his dick from side to side in maddening circles, touching my inner spot. I came. In shallow, he pumped with short, deliberate motions, his head just barely held by my squeezing pussy. I came. I panted in time with his rhythms, both the short, sharp one and the long, slow one. I came. I groaned loudly when he surprized me with some sudden change of pace movement. I came. I'm sure I was almost shouting...yes, even begging --me: liberal, femenist, modern young woman-- begging him to make me cum, to cum with me.

WE LAY IN the gathering twilight, exhausted, energized, weary, tingling.

All of us together

AFTER DINNER WE all drifted into their big bedroom for "some desert" at Judith's invitation. "Something spicy, something smooth, maybe something hard and hot, maybe something soft and wet!" I thought the almost matching black satin slips and robes the women wore were pretty spicy but her idea of spicy was a porn movie on the big TV, and acting out the parts along with the actors. It had been awhile since I saw a sex video and Leslie said she never had.

...we got comfortable, cuddling up with our new partners... Daniel dimmed the lights until only the two table lamps next to the bed and the big couch were left. Sweet incense drifted in the air, mingling with the pipe smoke....

...we talked and watched and laughed over the sex video... ...frank and dirty talk about swinging and sexy stuff in general renewed arousal and playfulness...

"I can tell you're a little uncomfortable, Leslie. Making love with someone else watching can be...embarassing?...distracting?...?"

"Yeah, some. I've had lots of sex when other people were screwing in the next room or the next tent over at Festivals. Just not so close, so right here in the room!"

Daniel hugged her, kissed her forehead. "We all feel that way sometimes, especially at first. It's ok. As always, you don't have to do anything you don't want to."

She moved against him; she put her hand on his resting cock. "Well, I knd of want to. I'm so...ummm...damn it!...horny!...there: I said it!" She palmed his cock. She kissed his hairy chest. "I just never did anything like this before."

"Don't worry, dear," said Judith. "Just go with the feelings. Someone special kissing you, touching you, still feels good, feels still hot and sexy, even when your other lover is here or not." She moved over to straddle me as I lay, propped against the arm of the couch. She held my dick upright, guiding its head along her lips, her damp slit. "A nice hard cock feels sooo good sliding in...ohhh!...like this one...oh,yes!...I don't care who sees me....ummmm! ummmm!...or... oh! oh!...hears me...oh, god! Don't move, Brendan, let me."

Her warm wet tunnel eased down over my cock, her muscles relaxing, her cunt walls wet and slippery, enfolding me, her muscles contracting. Our bodies were fully joined. She balanced herself on my cock, motionless, her head thrown back, her mouth a smile/grimace of passion, eyes closed, her cunt slowly pulsing on my stiffness.

Leslie stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the sight of Judith and I over on the couch. But her hand never stopped stroking Daniel's cock!

"Oh, do I look like that when I'm on top?"

"Yes, very much!" said Daniel, gently pulling her closer.

"Let's show them." He helped her into position, holding his new hard-on upright for her rest on. As she eased down on it she looked over at me, smiling uncertainly. I grinned back, then pulled Judith down for a long, sloppy kiss. I could hear Leslie laughing softly, then moaning.

Soon the room was filled with the sounds of beds creaking, men groaning, women sighing and moaning, wet pussies squishing up and down on stiff pricks.

Quiet, retiring Leslie surprized me by marveling at the actress giving a blow job and commenting, "I wish I could do *that* better. Would you show me how, Judith?"

Judith did just that by taking my renewed erection between her lips, demonstrating and pausing to explain as she went. She was so good at her art that the stop-sucking-and-start-talking-and-resume-sucking routine didn't slow me down. Watching Leslie slip Daniel's long dick into her mouth to copy her teacher's examples kept me very erect, very interested, very eager to be a good sex toy!

"Make a firm ring with your lips, no teeth!, a slowly push the ring down his cock untill just the head is in, then stop..." My balls clenched as she did this. "Then lick all around it with your tongue, and then slowly pull back." My cock throbbed. "Then do all that over again about five or six times!" I started moaning and gasping. "Most guys like you to jack them a little while you lick their dick head." My legs went ridged, trembling, toes curling. "Then, just for variety, you can suddenly swallow the whole head and shaft, using your lip ring like he does his fingers."

I don't remember what I did. Her lips were rippling up and down my shaft, her tongue was flicking my Spot under the dickhead on the up-stroke, her fingers were encircling my dick at its base holding the cum back, making it quiver with the frustrated need for release. I guess I yelled/moaned/groaned/shouted?. I don't care. I sure didn't then. My brief flash of embrassment vanished when I heard Daniel making similar sounds. *Way to go, Leslie!*

Daniel and I licked our lovers in tandem, making a sexy game of it, trying to encourage our girls to cum with unembarrased release, not giggle so much at the naughty silliness of the scene. They held hands, they crossed their touching legs over one another. We knelt on cushions at the foot of the huge bed and tried to keep our bearded faces close to our lover's pussies.

..... to be continued.....