by Jason Lenov
Lorelei shuddered from the feeling of his hot breath on her pussy.
Craning his neck, Reg swept a long line up Lorelei’s slit collecting the hot juice that had stained her underwear and finishing the motion with a quick flick at the top of her pussy, catching her clit.
Lorelei gasped and wriggled on the couch. She did a little dance with her hips and moaned into Shanice’s mouth.
Shanice pulled away from their kiss again, smiling. “See? I told you.” She let Lorelei work herself up onto her shoulders and watch Reg between her legs.
This time, Reg put his hands on Lorelei’s ass and pushed it up off the couch, as if it were some sacred goblet he was about to drink from. He pushed his lips firmly against Lorelei’s pussy forming a tight seal. His tongue started moving against her, flexing his jaw.
Lorelei’s mouth fell open in a silent moan as her eyes rolled back into her head. Her head fell back, her back arching, her breasts protruding up into the air as she was still on her elbows.
A mewling, sighing moan escaped her as her body started to shake and spasm.
I stroked my cock to the accompaniment of the sloppy sounds of big, black Reg feasting on my wife’s cunt.
With each suckle and lick Lorelei’s pleasure seemed to grow. Her body shook a little more. She cried a little louder, her voice higher, some unknown vowel, her capacity for speech apparently totally out of her control.
Reg squeezed her ass every once in a while as he continued to work her pussy over with his mouth. Drool mixed with Lorelei’s hot juice dripped down his chin and onto the couch.
After a few more minutes of this Lorelei’s shaking became constant. She was like a quivering wet mess of flesh perched on the pedestal of Reg’s dark hands. She opened her eyes and her head came up. As she stared at what he was doing to her pussy, her mouth twisted into an agonized shape.
A long, low moan turned into short, rhythmic sobs as she came close. She looked at Shanice, her eyes imploring, as if she might get the answers of how to deal with this new level of pleasure she’d never known.
Shanice ran a finger along her forehead, catching some stray strands of hair that were in Lorelei’s eyes. “It’s okay, baby,” she whispered, smiling at my wife. “You’re going to be just fine.”
Then, as her body started shaking even harder, Lorelei turned her attention back to Reg. Her thighs started shuddering around his cheeks. Tears ran down her cheeks. The silence in the room was ripped apart by her ferocious scream.
Lorelei fell back onto the couch, writhing and flailing as Reg continued to eat her out. He showed no mercy and in fact, in the most violent part of her climax took even more of her pussy into his mouth, sucking it and slapping at it with his tongue.
Even I got a little worried and stopped pumping my cock when Lorelei went completely still. Had she fainted? Had she passed out from him making her come so hard?
Reg lowered her ass gently onto the couch.
Shanice touched her cheek, looked at her husband with a wide small, then gave Lorelei a gentle slap.
That was enough to startle her awake. She looked disoriented for a moment, then propped herself back up onto her shoulders as she realized where she was.
“You alright, honey?” Shanice asked, smiling at Lorelei.
Lorelei’s only answer was a nod. Her expression had changed, somewhat. She looked slightly bewildered by what had happened but there was a purpose in her stare, an intent that hadn’t been there before. She locked onto Reg and her eyes raked down his body to his midriff, settling on the outline of his thick cock.
Reg let out a slow, rolling chuckle. Then, to both our amazement, he rose up off his knees until he was standing in front of the couch. “You know, I think it might be best if we call it a night for now,” he said.
Lorelei’s bewilderment immediately transformed into remorse. Her cheeks sank as she stared up at her new dark lover and she looked like she was about to cry.
I was a little bewildered myself, sitting there with my cock in my hand. I thought that was just the beginning of the show and I’d been saving myself.
“But… but why?” Lorelei asked, sounding like a kid who’d just been told she wasn’t having any ice cream that day.
Shanice smiled at her and touched her palm to her cheek again. “I think he’s right,” she said, firmly. “You just fainted there. Sometimes when you’re not used to new things you’ve just got to take it slow.”
Feeling more than a little awkward, I stuffed my cock back into my underwear and zipped up my pants.
Shanice helped Lorelei up and helped her get dressed. Then both of them walked us to the door.
Lorelei and I were both stunned.
Shanice shook her head and tilted it to one side. “Guys, this isn’t over!” she said cheerfully. “You go home and talk things through. Then we can see if you’re up for more. We’ve got no friends here so we’re free every night!”
We said our goodbye’s, then Lorelei and I walked back to our house. She was all over me before we even closed the door.
Chapter 13
Of course I wanted her to yank my cock out and go down on me.
Lorelei had other ideas. She launched herself at my mouth, kissing me like she was trying to fuck my mouth with her tongue. I’d never felt her kiss that passionately before.
I kept expecting her to drop down to her knees to suck me off again but instead, she put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down.
I opened my eyes as I sank to my knees in front of her.
Lorelei spread her legs open and put one foot up on the second stair. “Please?” she begged, her eyes imploring me to kiss her pussy. “I want to feel that again.”
Well, hell, I loved going down and her pussy looked so fucking tasty all split apart and mussed up after Reg. I shuffled in under her, tilted my head back but not before getting a giant whiff of the stinging scent of her snatch.
A blast of dopamine flooded my brain at the first acrid taste of her salty snatch. I plunged my tongue into the warm succour of her wet peach. Lancing her pussy brought a fresh rush of her clear hot cum trailing down my tongue and into my throat.
I looked up.
Lorelei seemed to be enjoying herself, though not nearly as much as she had with Reg. What was more remarkable about her, however, was the wild-eyed almost manic stare she was wearing. She brought her hands up, fists tightening in the hair on either side of my head. One corner of her mouth seemed to curl up in a what looked like a snarl.
Or maybe it was my imagination.
As she yanked me up against her cunt, her hips started bucking back and forth so that she was practically using my tongue like a dildo and the rest of my face as her fuck-mat.
The muscles in my jaw started burning but I desperately wanted to show Lorelei a fraction of the good time she’d had with Reg. I kept my tongue as stiff as a pole as she shoved it in and out of her hot pussy.
Just when I thought I could take no more, Lorelei let out a sharp shriek and threw her head back. Gush after gush of her hot cum spurted out of her, flooding my mouth and throat, the excess exploding out of the sides of my mouth and running down my shirt.
My tongue faltered as Lorelei shuddered above me causing her to pull me even closer to her pussy. She used my face to wipe up the last bits of her orgasm before letting me go and sinking down into my lap.
As I sat there panting, boozy-eyed Lorelei fumbled with my belt, pushed my pants down and looked down to watch my cock spring out. She looked drunk and tired and a little bit like she was going to do me out of a sense of duty but I didn’t care.
“Wow,” I whispered. “I can’t believe this is you.”
Lorelei smiled, her head lolling from one side to the other. “I can’t believe this is me, either,” she whispered. Rising up onto her knees, she reached down and grabbed my cock and pointed it between her legs.
She guided herself down slowly until I felt the heat from her pussy kiss the hard head of my cock. A trickle of he
r juice dripped out of her and ran down the length of my shaft. Lorelei relaxed her thighs, her hot sheath sliding onto me with a soft, wet slurp.
I groaned and hardened inside her as she started to ride. She didn’t bounce up and down, just ground her hips against me. She put an arm up on each of my shoulders and stared into my eyes.
“Remember, no coming inside me, okay?” Her lips twisted into a devious smile, as if she were daring me to do it anyways.
It was pretty disappointing hearing that because I longed to feel her tight walls squeezing against me as I shot my load up into her. “What? Why not?”
Lorelei didn’t stop her gentle swaying as she replied. “I forgot my pill, remember? I told you that.”
Fuck. I’d totally forgotten. But yeah. The last thing we needed now was another mouth to feed. I resigned myself to pulling out.
Lorelei rode slow. She settled all of her weight onto me so that I got as deep into her as I’d ever been. She stared into my eyes and smiled each time she felt me harden in her.
I was amazed that when I pulled the straps of her dress over her shoulder she didn’t pick them back up. She let the fabric fall away, exposing her beautiful, creamy tit.
I glanced at her nervously, then lowered my mouth to it. To my surprise, instead of pushing me away, Lorelei picked it up and pushed the nipple into my mouth.
I rolled my tongue over the hot, hard nub, closing my eyes to better feel each of the tiny crevices I crawled across.
Lorelei held her breast in place for me to suck on.
As my nuts tightened up and I felt like I was getting close, I let it fall out of my mouth with a wet slop. “Baby,” I whispered, “I’m almost there.”
Lorelei smiled again. Giving me three final strokes with her pussy, she came off.
I grimaced at the bracing sensation of cold air swirling around my hot cock.
She reached down between us and wrapped her fingers around my shaft. As I looked down she even pulled her dress away so I could see her pumping my cock.
The muscles in her hand flexed as she massaged up and down my hard shaft.
My face tightened into a strained expression as I felt my orgasm well up. I sucked in a breath.
At that moment, Lorelei seemed to lose her balance and along with it, her grip on my cock. She fell backward and just managed to catch herself on the step.
I moaned as the first wave of pleasure from the climax sucked back down whatever hole it had come from. A thick gush of cum oozed out of the tip of my cock.
I don’t know why I didn’t reach up and just finish myself off. I was so shocked at what had happened that I just didn’t think of it. We both sat there staring at the cum pouring out of my dick, mesmerized.
When it was over, I still felt completely on edge, like I hadn’t had an orgasm at all. I looked up at Lorelei with pleading eyes. “Can you… can you finish me off?”
She tilted her head and frowned. “Finish you off? You just… “
I shook my head. “No, I didn’t. It didn’t, I don’t know… it wasn’t like the usual kind of… “
Lorelei sighed. “Honey I’m sorry. I am so tired right now.” It looked like her eyelids were going to droop shut.
With the almost painful feeling of an unreleased climax holding me tight between my legs, we plodded up the stairs to bed.
It felt like forever before Lorelei fell asleep, despite how tired she was. She kept tossing and turning.
I lay there perfectly still, pretending to sleep but really staring at the wall. When it finally felt like she had gone under, I reached down oh-so-softly so as not to wake her.
I came with barely a touch leaving a sticky cold puddle in my underwear to fall asleep in.
Chapter 14
“Should we invite the Jackson’s over tonight?”
I blinked against the sharp light of day and the sound of Lorelei’s excited voice. “What time is it?” I asked.
“Seven-thirty. But I can’t sleep any longer. Do you want to get up?”
What the fuck?!? “I thought we were on staycation?” I said.
“Yeah, but like I said I can’t sleep any more and doing things without you is boring. Want to get up?”
“Do I have a choice?” I asked.
“Not really. No,” Lorelei replied, smiling. “Need some help waking up?”
Before I could react she reached down into my underwear and tightened her hand around my half-stiff cock. I gasped, a little shocked at her forwardness, but didn’t complain.
Lorelei gave my cock a few quick pumps before tearing off the sheets and crawling down between my legs. As she pulled my underwear down, something caught her eye. “What are these stains?” she asked.
“What? What stains?” I said, knowing full well what she was talking about. Why the hell she had noticed this now, I had no idea.
“These white stains,” she said, turning my underwear inside out and revealing the stains from where I’d come inside them the night before.
I sighed. Now this was more like the old Lorelei. It was kind of a relief, actually, after everything that had happened to know that there was still some part of her that was unchanged. “I had to… you know.” I made a motion like I was masturbating with my hand.
Lorelei scowled. “What? Why?”
“Lorelei, come on!” I pleaded. She was still holding my cock and I was on the cusp of getting a blow job. I really didn’t want the fact that I’d wacked off the night before to fuck that up. “I told you. It was… it didn’t finish, like, the usual way last night. I… I jerked off.”
Lorelei let out and exasperated sigh along with a little harrumph and, of course, let go of my cock.
“Wait, what?!? No, come on!” It came out sounding so whiny if I’d been Lorelei I probably would have slapped me in the face.
She just sat there with that look of consternation on her face.
“What?” I asked, toning down the whine.
“I don’t know,” she began, then looked away. “I feel like if you do that then I’m… I’m not enough for you or something.”
Oh for fuck’s sake! “Lori that’s totally not it! I swear! I was just really tensed up and I needed to get it out of my system, I promise!”
She seemed unappeased.
“Okay, look. If you don’t want me doing that, then fine.”
Lorelei’s eyebrows shot up. “Fine?” she asked.
“Fine,” I replied.
“You mean you’d not do it for me?”
I will admit to a moment of hesitation. I mean obviously there was always the option of lying about it and stroking one out late at night. I didn’t want to do that, though. I didn’t want to be sneaking around and lying to Lorelei about whether I was jerking off or not.
Also this seemed to genuinely excite her, the fact that I would stop masturbating if she asked me to. “Sure,” I said, sounding decidedly unsure.
The smile re-formed on Lorelei’s lips as she reached out and touched my cock again.
Any worry I might have had about the promise I’d just made washed away as the heat of her palm enveloped my throbbing shaft. I got that stare on, the tunnel vision where nothing exists but the lips that are about to wrap around your cock.
Lorelei lowered her mouth down to my cock. She spent even more time staring at it this time, like she was inspecting it. “It’s such a funny muscle, isn’t it?” she asked.
I smirked half-heartedly. What I really wanted was for her to get on with it now that she’d wound me up so much.
Lorelei opened her mouth and was just about to sink down onto my girth when she glanced up. “You said we could invite the Jackson’s over tonight, right?”
It was such a strange moment to ask a strange question. I really needed her back on track so I smiled and said “of course.”
Lorelei smiled back, one corner of her mouth a little higher than the other, then plopped herself onto my cock and started to suck.
I sucked in air through my teeth at the se
nsation of Lorelei’s hot, tight mouth sucking my cock. Shanice’s guidance the night before seemed to have inspired Lorelei’s hidden porn star to come out.
This was nothing like the polite sucking blow job she’d given me in the hall that one night. Almost immediately she started bobbing up and down, her pony tail bouncing in a very alluring way. Each time she pulled off was accompanied by a quite filthy sucking sound that made me harden right up.
Lorelei lifted her eyes, still fucking me with her mouth. Seeing my excitement seemed to inspire her to double her effort.
With her next lunge I felt the tip of my cock touch the back of her throat. The same way I had the night before. The deeper my cock got into her mouth, the lower her hand slid down my shaft until it was right at the base touching my balls.
Lorelei was relentless, spearing my cock into her mouth, every once in a while making a guttural gagging sound.
My face twisted up in anguish as I approached the explosion that was about to happen between my legs. “Fuck,” I grunted, “I’m gonna come!”
And with the expertise of a seasoned whore, Lorelei looked right up into my baby blue eyes as she buried the entire length of my cock inside her mouth. Then, in a move even a seasoned whore might not have known, she reached up with her other hand, closed it around my nuts and gave them a gentle twist.
As the first gush of semen erupted inside her mouth, I felt like there was a fucking column of pure white light supporting my body, instead of my spine. It was the most intense and transcendental orgasm.
Pulse after pulse of my hot nut retched up out of my cock, slathering the back of Lorelei’s throat before she swallowed it down. As she swallowed I could feel the muscles in her neck working the head of my cock, coaxing even more cum out of my nuts.
I groaned as the feeling started to fade, the heat that had seared through my body slithering back into the dark hole from which it had come.
As my cock started flagging inside Lorelei’s mouth she resumed her ferocious sucking, as if trying to stiffen me up again. She sucked me so long it actually started to hurt and I had to reach down and touch her shoulder to guide her off.
