Sunitra grinned. "What you experienced is but the opening of the door to a voyage that can take all your life and never get stale. But he is not for you. I will not let you touch a man at least for at least a month, maybe more, after the experience you have had. And you cannot have this one here, he is mine for tonight. Normally I would have him hovering on the edge of an ejaculation for an hour, but I'm afraid we ruined him for now with our show. He is ready to go. But let's see how long he can hold out."
She pushed Bill back against the cushions and grasped his erection. He closed his eyes and sighed in anticipation. Sunitra looked up at Elizabeth, her hand softly squeezing and releasing the already rigid member. "Look and learn, baby, but it is going to be a while before I'll allow you to try. Now this here baby-making snake, or lingam as the ancients would have called it, is a magic wand to life and love. It is an instrument of pleasure and of building a bond between people, if used right. The proper beginning of making love requires that the female worships the male. And you do it by massaging this thing gently. But always keep him from coming."
She started gently stroking the penis with her hands, blowing on it, and Elizabeth was entranced to see the member swelling even more, twitching at Sunitra's touch. Bill was in heaven, aware of the two women, smelling their perfume, feeling the warmth of their bodies, the focused attention of their eyes. And Sunitra played him like a musical instrument, alternately wrapping him in her fist, then dragging her fingers over him. One hand went to caress the aching balls, scratching the scrotum. Then he felt the warmth of her mouth on the head of his penis, warming it, her tongue flicking the opening. Slowly her mouth descended, her tongue seeking the sensitive frenulum, and he curled his toes in concentrating to avoid coming on the spot.
Sunitra took in his reaction, his deep, controlled breathing going a little ragged, his body tensing, and she held back, letting him come down from the edge of his orgasm. Then she slowly sank the rampant cock deeper into her mouth, until it touched the back of her throat.
She began a deep humming sound in her throat, seeing him react to the new sensation, and for a long minute she held him there, wrapped in her mouth. Then she slowly withdrew, and allowed him to plop out of her lips. She smiled and sat back.
"Nearly came there, Bill! I should dare you some day to a competition. Now the male has to worship the female divinity. And you are allowed to orgasm, because women can do it many times, men cannot. But it is good manners to hold back too, and try to come together. Come along, buddy, get to work."
She lay back and allowed her knees to fall open. Bill smiled at the voluptuous acceptance and expectation, but spared a glance at Elizabeth, siting erect beside them, her face intent, one hand between her legs. Then he sank his face between the tight breasts, gently licking from one nipple to the other. He nibbled them until he felt her reaction, then trailed his tongue down her belly until he found the belly button. His tongue probed, found a tiny trace of salty sweat, then dragged downwards to encounter her mount. Softly breathing on her vulva he marvelled at the swelling acceptance of his presence, then traced his tongue over her lips, circling the soft warmness, until he tasted a drop of her natural lubricant. Now he returned to her clitoris, teasing the little bud from its hiding place, and lapping it with his tongue, rolling it from side to side.
He heard her catch her breath, and renewed his stroking of her clit. Her hands went behind his head, gripping his short hair, pulling him gently against her, but then she pushed him back and sat up.
