by Matthew Lee
With Tom back the girls ended their clothes conversation. Michelle sipped her drink and laid her head of his hairy chest. Julie surprised me by snuggling up under his arm and gazing up at his face. Tom began a story of drunken revelry while on a business trip to London and Julie sat enthralled. I saw Michelle slip a hand down and guessed she was playing with Tom's dick.
Tom followed that story with another. He and Michele traveled the world doing many interesting and intriguing things. Julie's face showed how smitten she was. I also noted that Tom and Michelle knew exactly the effect they were having on my young wife. I gulped my bitter drink, finishing it off.
The movement of Michelle's arm under the water was obvious now. Tom finished his drink too and rose to sit on the lip of the tub. Michelle had him nearly erect and he looked like a sea-serpent with the water cascading and running in rivulets off him. Julie was caught by surprise as a big, fat, hard cock was suddenly mere inches from her face. Tom towered up from his lap, the hot water making his huge balls hang way down. My wife confidently reached up and wrapped her fingers around his shaft. She knew she had permission.
Julie remembered I was sitting across from her and paddled over to me, her eyes filled with a question she never asked. She kissed me on the cheek and paddled back, once again taking Tom's erection in her hand. Michelle lowered her mouth and sucked one of Tom's balls. Tom sipped his drink, staring at me. Not until Julie closed her hot mouth over the crown of his cock-head did he take his eyes from mine and look down at the women in his lap.
I watched my wife. She was infatuated with Tom. She was a porn-star as she worked his big dick, using her hands and lips and tongue to pull every moan and gasp from him. She forced as many inches into her mouth and down her throat as she could, making herself gag but holding still and waiting for it to pass. Inch by inch she opened her throat and accepted more of his meat. There was no way she could deep-throat him; he was too long and too thick. I think she imagined all the other girls before her that sucked that cock and she competed with them. She wanted him to remember her above all others.
I'd never seen this view of Julie sucking dick. She'd only sucked mine and I either saw the top of her head of curtains of hanging hair. She looked so sexy and naughty with a hard cock in her mouth. I wondered if she would finish him with her hand like she always does me.
Tom's face slowly became a mask of amazement. My wife took more of his dick down her throat than anyone before her and now he held the edge of the Jacuzzi and enjoyed it. He knew he wouldn't last long and he didn't. Gently resting a hand on the back of my wife's head, he gasped a lungful of air and growled and then grunted as he filled Julie's mouth with cum. She gulped and swallowed and he gave her more, gritting his teeth and moaning. I was both crushed and thrilled she'd done it.
Tom lay back on the floor with his legs still in the water from the knee down. Michelle moved to Julie and kissed her, slipping a tongue into her mouth to taste her husband in there. They kissed passionately for several minutes until Michelle broke off the kissing and rose to the tub's edge pulling my wife's mouth in to her cunt. I reached for my shrunken penis. Julie hesitated only a split-second before taking a pussy into her mouth for the first time in her life.
Girl-on-girl has never done much for me but I can tell you watching Julie tongue-fuck Michelle was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen. Julie has no desire for women but my wife licked and sucked and fingered until Michelle had an earth-moving orgasm. When she came down from it she lay next to her husband.
Julie floated over to me, beaming with pride.
She nudged me from the water to the edge so I boosted myself up and onto the lip. She moved between my legs and sucked my shriveled peanut into her hot mouth and it felt amazing but after several minutes I was still was a small as a radish. I didn't understand. Nothing like this ever happened to me before. Was I secretly intimidated by Tom's big cock? Julie gave an exasperated sigh and gave up.
“Two out of three's not bad,” she joked. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I don't know what's wrong. He must be tired.”
“What's a horny girl to do?” she teased, bobbing in the suds.
“Trade me places,” I said. Her eyebrows went up.
“Okay,” she said. “Are you sure, Honey?” I gave her a quick nod, trying not to think about what I was doing.
As she rose from the water I was once again, just as I always am, struck by her ridiculous sexiness. Her globular, perky tits bounced around and the water ran down her flat and tone stomach. She turned away for a moment to step onto the seat and her long, dark hair, plastered against her strong back, sent water running down and over her small firm bubble-butt. I have never wished harder for an erection than I did at that instant.
She sat and it was my turn to drift over and spread her knees. Her pussy lips were still engorged. I moved closer, noting the inner lips protruded slightly. I leaned in to kiss them, but she reached down and with a hand on my forehead, stopped me.
“Baby,” she crooned. “Are you sure about this? Remember, he's, um, still in me. I feel him dripping.”
“I'll try it and see,” I answered. “If it's disgusting I'll stop.”
Lust blazed in her eyes. I think it turned her on that I wanted her pussy so much I was willing to break such a taboo. She used both hands to pull my head in.
I was tentative at first, afraid I would stick my tongue into a puddle of Tom's jizz, but it wasn't like that at all. She was extra slippery and salty and there was a slight bitter aftertaste, but nothing like the well of poison I was expecting. From the moment my tongue made contact with her tender lips my wife began moaning in sexual bliss. I was soft and gentle and soon forgot the evidence of another man as my wife quickly climbed to orgasmic heights. When she came she was squeezing my head between her muscular thighs and grinding her clit against my tongue, which was as far inside her as I could get it.
I floated away and glanced at the others and was surprised and embarrassed to discover them both sitting up and watching me. Tom's eyes held a wild look. Eating Julie after he'd filled her was a powerful ego boost for him, like he was also conquering or dominating me.
The timer on the Jacuzzi clicked off.
“How about a group-shower to wash off the chlorine?” Michelle suggested.
Tom and Julie agreed and all four of us headed for the master bedroom and the giant walk-in shower. As I exited the hot tub I tried to act cool but all three of them cast quick glances at my wilted equipment. Tom's dick was swinging all over the place.
We helped each other wash and shampoo and both women worked Tom's cock into a frothy lather. We rinsed and moved to the bedroom and Tom and Michelle gave us their robes. Michelle tied a towel around her waist electing to go topless and Tom slipped on some white boxers and made us all another drink.
Conversation flowed from work to sports to movies. They were an engaging couple and easy to like and so I wasn't surprised when, less than an hour later, Julie set her drink down and walked to Tom, knelt beside his chair and fished his cock out through the opening in his underwear. I saw my wife begin a slow, leisurely, and loving blowjob. My nuts tightened like they'd done a million times already tonight but once again I did not get hard.
Michelle came and sat next to me on the bed as Tom caressed Julie's hair, stroking her head and murmuring sweet affectionate things to her. Tom's cell rang on the end-table next to him and he answered and began a back-and-forth conversation with someone about an investment, but Julie never stopped. She got him to lift his hips as she slipped off his boxers, and then slowly licked his big balls and growing shaft. She opened his legs wider so she could get under and behind his massive scrotum, a move he seemed to enjoy very much.
“Look how she adores him,” Michelle sighed. “I understand completely.”
Michelle rested her chin on my shoulder and we watched Julie together. Tom ended the call and set the phone down but allowed Julie to continue.
“Your wife loves bein
g his pet. See how she yearns to please? Tom has collected several women over the years. I find his sexuality intoxicating, and I love watching him seduce other women, but especially so when there's a husband present. I think you'd be shocked to discover how many men are willing to share their wives with him. Sometimes they do it for a chance with me but more often they just want to see their wives fucked.”
I know what she was saying really held a deep meaning for her, but I was seriously distracted by her perfect tits. Hers were smaller than Julie's but they had a beautiful shape. The nipples rested high on each globe.
“Do you want him to fuck your wife again?”
I met her eyes. She already knew the answer but wanted to hear me say it. Julie and Tom heard and both turned to face me. Julie held Tom's fully erect penis straight up, anticipating my response. Up to now, Julie had impulsively led us far afield. This choice was laid at my feet. If I said yes, I was choosing to give my wife to him. I was handing Julie over to Tom. Julie sensed the difference and her eyes danced with excitement. She was ready for more and I was completely unavailable. In her hand was the cock she craved and I admitted I wanted to watch her again.
I looked straight into my wife's lovely eyes. “Yes.”
Julie beamed. I'd made her very happy.
Tom stood, his hard cock wagging briefly, and took Julie by the hand. In two steps he was next to the bed and he took Michelle's hand too.
“I'm taking them to the guest bedroom where I can be alone with them. You've been drinking so I doubt you should drive. You are welcome to crash on the couch or dress and head downstairs to gamble or dance or whatever. When we've finished I'll have Julie text you.”
For a moment Julie looked as if she wanted to say something but her mouth opened and closed silently. I felt slapped. My first instinct was to tell him to fuck off and grab Julie's hand and leave but the look in her eyes stopped me. She wanted Tom to fuck her again so badly her eyes were pleading with me. I knew if I made a scene she'd come away with me, and I was grateful for that, but it would just be home to a cold bed and frustrated sleep; there was no way I was getting hard again tonight. I felt it. I knew it. Everybody in the room knew it. I rejected going home alone, or even going downstairs. I needed to stay as close to Julie as possible.
“The couch,” I said at last.
Before my wife could lean over and give me a kiss, Tom turned and pulled them to the other bedroom. I caught a last glimpse of Julie quickly dropping to her knees and opening her mouth as he closed and locked the door.
If watching another man fuck my wife was difficult, not watching but listening was a thousand times worse. After thirty minutes I was tied in a knot and after thirty more I was in a fetal position covering my ears. It sounded to me like my wife was in a state of continuous orgasm and Tom was no doubt filling her womb with gallons of hot sperm.
I was sure Michelle and Tom made Julie the focus of their desire and based on her screams of pleasure, poor Jules was happy to take it. After another hour of relentless fucking, I covered my head with a couch cushion. I was insanely desperately to cum and played with my dick constantly but absolutely nothing happened. My whole body was super-charged and ready to explode but I had no outlet whatsoever.
Eventually their room fell silent. I heard the girls occasionally giggle and Tom's deep rumbling laughter once but no further sex sounds. I thought I was in the clear. I turned on the television and waited for Julie to reappear. But she didn't and much later when I heard her utter a deep and throaty moan I knew they were back at it again. I grabbed more cushions and buried my head.
This is exactly how I awoke hours later. I glanced at the room and was surprised to discover the door slightly ajar. I crept over and peeked into the room.
All three slept soundly on the bed, piled like nude puppies in a tangle of arms and legs. I risked entering and circled the bed soundlessly. Tom was in the middle with Julie's head on his hip and his dick less than an inch from her mouth. Michelle lay across his legs, curled into a ball. I felt strange seeing him slumber like this; he was human after all.
Someone must have risen for a drink of water or to check on me and returned to bed without closing the door. Each of them breathed deeply, no doubt finally exhausted. I moved around to Julie's side and studied her naked form. Christ, she was lovely. With every deep breath she took, her pussy leaked milky cum, her lips bright pink and swollen. Her nipples, also bright pink and swollen, were still erect and seemingly eager for more.
I thought about waking her and sneaking us out but worried she would refuse. After everything we'd shared, I was sure she would not skulk away in the middle of the night. Good manners might seem odd at a time like this but I knew how Jules would feel and I would feel it too. Tom and Michelle had done nothing to us against our will. I had no right to be rude.
I kissed Julie's hip and she stirred slightly, moving her face towards Tom's cock until it made contact with her face, which tickled and she brought a hand up to scratch her chin. When she set her hand back down it was directly on Tom's shaft and her fingers instinctively closed around him like a microphone. A small smile curled the corners of her mouth.
I chanced a few cell phone pictures without sound or flash, just to capture the moment, and then returned to the living room couch, silently closing the door behind me. I was sure I would lie awake until Julie came for me but surprisingly I drifted off, awakening only when room service knocked on the front door with breakfast.
Rising first, Tom had ordered food for us all. We sat on the huge bed and ate and nobody mentioned the night before. We were old friends sharing a meal and chatting.
We all group-showered again but I took the longest. Then Julie and I dressed. Tom and Michelle remained naked. At the door Michelle gave us a wink and a smile. These people were insatiable.
Julie was quiet on the drive home and I attributed it to fatigue. Of course I was dying to know what happened behind closed doors but I wasn't going to pry it out of her. She'd talk when she was ready. I didn't want her thinking it bothered me more than it did.
Ready turned out to be about three hours later. Without a word she approached me while I was on the computer and took my hand, leading me to the bedroom. She slipped her sun dress off her shoulders so it fell in a pile at her feet. She wore nothing underneath. I started to ask questions but she placed a finger against my lips and sank to her knees. Her hot mouth felt wonderful
What followed were the most intensely sexual two hours of my life. For some reason I still was unable to get erect but Julie didn't care. Each time I reached for her she gently moved my hand away. She was focused on giving and did not want to be distracted by receiving. She loved my penis. She worshiped my penis. She caressed and adored my penis. She treated me so well and so unselfishly I began to wonder why.
It was two hours before the first inkling of an erection formed and when it did Julie got terribly excited. It took me another fifteen minutes or so to become almost fully erect but it felt amazing. My entire body ached with stored sexual tension. I reached for her again and now, distracted by my hard dick in her mouth, I slipped a finger inside her before she could stop me. I was astonished at the amount of sperm she contained. Tom had flooded her insides.
Julie slipped me from her mouth and straddled me and her neatly trimmed pussy engulfed my penis. She was so slippery with Tom's semen and her own juices I slid in without any resistance at all.
I knew I wouldn't last but Julie didn't care. In fact, she seemed especially eager for me to cum and as I felt myself get close and tried to pull out, she slammed her cunt down around me and ground her hips against mine. I exploded like a warhead, flopping around like a fish, pouring hours and hours of sexual frustration and desire like a fire-hose out of my dick. She didn't climax. She laid her little hard-body on top of mine, waiting for me to catch my breath.
Once I had I asked her, “What brought that on?”
She looked at me with soft eyes. “A couple of things,” she said. �
�First, you just gave me the most amazing night of my life and I know it was difficult for you and at times really difficult for you. I wanted to say thank you for trusting me. I wanted to show you that in spite of all those things you watched me do last night, I still belong to you. I'm sure there were moments you doubted that.”
She leaned back a little to see my face better and went on. “David, I have hidden so many thoughts and feelings from you and that is bad for us. I was afraid you'd judge me. I was afraid there was something wrong with me. I have such a sexual mind. At times I felt so dirty, buried under an avalanche of dark fantasies and yearnings. But I feel like last night set me free, or at least set us on the path to freedom. A year ago I would have been invisible to Tom and Michelle. The sweet things they said about me and to me make me want to shed tears of relief.”
She stopped, waiting for my reaction. I told her I agreed with what she was saying and encouraged her to continue. Her face got very serious and intense.
“Second, I have something to confess and I'm not sure how you're going to take it. It's something I learned only this morning.”
I nodded for her to go on, now suddenly very interested.
“At Tom and Michelle's suite, while you were finishing up in the shower, Tom walked me to the bar. He had something to show me.”
Julie was so serious dread filled my belly.
“It was a small orange bottle. He showed me the label, Xanaphosphate, but it made no sense to me so I asked him what it was. He called it anti-Viagra he'd picked up in London; a few drops in a man's drink and he won't get an erection for hours. Tom gave it to you so he could have us girls to himself.”
I was stunned. Then I was angry. Then I laughed. Loudly. Part of my brain was screaming at me to go back to angry, to threaten to kick Tom's ass or sue him. But instead I laughed. My reaction surprised Julie as much as it did me.
“Why are you laughing? I thought you'd be pissed.”
“I think I'm so relieved to find out nothing is actually wrong with me or my dick!” I laughed again. “Holy shit! That fucking snake! He's a master at his craft. That was the ultimate cock-block.”
