This story follows "A Simple Trade" but it is not necessary pre-reading. Fair warning that this story is heavy on cumplay (by the female, not the male) so if that makes you squeamish rather than aroused, go elsewhere.
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After our very adventurous weekend at the hotel, my libido was most definitely heightened. My husband and I had immediately agreed to try out a bidirectional free use sex life, including figuring out all the details. I promptly made use of it.
I awoke before him and got up to do my morning yoga. Despite my best efforts to the contrary, any attempt at meditation quickly drifted to memories of the weekend. By the end of my 30 minute session I was very wet.
I returned to our bedroom, stripped off, pulled back the covers and swiftly impaled myself on his morning wood. He started to wake as I was climbing atop him so by the time my pussy had bottomed out against his pubic bone, the head of his cock against my cervix, he was still only half conscious but very happy.
I rode him vigorously for just a couple of minutes before I came - my orgasm rippling through me. And then I immediately climbed off - he looked disappointed but I just smirked.
"I need to get ready for my first zoom call in 20 minutes but I'm sure you'll find an opportunity during the day to use me for your own orgasm" I said teasingly.
"True!" he said with a smile back as he absentmindedly stroked his cock, still slick with my arousal.
I pulled my pants back on, threw on a sweater and grabbed some food and headed to my office just in time for my first meeting. I had a 30-minute gap at 10:30 so I returned to the kitchen for some coffee.
I was just filling the machine with water when I heard him come in too.
"How was your morning?" I asked.
"Good so far!" he said and I suddenly felt his hands grab the waist band of my yoga pants and underwear and slide them down to my thighs.
"But its about to get better." he said as he pulled my waist away from the kitchen counter, dropping to his knees and running his tongue across my pussy.
I turned the coffee machine on and then leant forward over the counter and spread my legs slightly - getting comfortable for the activities at hand. He kept licking me for 2 or 3 minutes, getting me wet again before standing, unzipping his trousers and sliding straight into me.
He fucked me hard, my breasts were swaying inside my sweater, but clearly he had been looking forward to this because he came within just a few minutes - pushing deep into me as he shot his load, pulsing enough that I could feel him. Then he pulled out, zipped up and pulled my pants back up.
"Thanks - I need to get back to work - if you have time can you bring me some coffee once it's ready?" he said as walked out of the kitchen and down the hallway.
I was left standing there, wet, unsatisfied, with cum dripping into my underwear. I felt slightly stunned but also very aroused. I lazily played with my clit through my pants as I waited for the coffeemaker to finish and then carried a cup down the hall to his office.
He was typing away when I entered but as I set his coffee down on his desk, he stood, slid a hand down the front of my pants and slid a finger into me. He withdrew his finger, covered in our combined fluids and brought it up to my face - gently smearing cum on my lips before sliding his finger into my mouth.
"Thanks again" he said in a husky voice as he sat down and got back to work.
"Of course." I replied and then headed back to my own office, licking my lips, tasting his cum and continuing to feel the wetness in my underwear. It was very distracting as I completed my other calls.
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At lunchtime, we met again in the kitchen and he immediately repeated this little ceremony - sliding a finger into me and annointing my mouth with his cum. In fact from that day forward it has become a regular occurence after sex. Sometimes immediately following, sometimes minutes or hours later if he knows that I haven't needed to, or haven't been able to, clean up in a bathroom. If there is cum in my pussy and we have privacy, some of it is going to be transferred to my lips and mouth, often via several trips of his hand, occasionally stopping to rub some on my clit. It has become increasingly arousing for me, almost an associative response, though afternoon showers to clean myself are occasionally required!
On weekends, or weekdays if I know I have no more video calls left, I will sometimes go bottomless - giving us both easy access to my pussy. In those instances I will occasionally just let his cum run down my legs, I love seeing his face when he notices it. When I'm feeling particularly inspired I will wipe some up with a finger and suck it off, or use it to massage my clit, looking him in the eye and watching his visible arousal.
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That night we made dinner together, but we were interrupted by him bending me over the kitchen counter again. I came before him, he had reached his hand around and rubbed my clit while he continued to thrust into my pussy - a combo that always worked wonders for me. When he was close he had me take off my top and he shot several ropes of cum across my chest before feeding me his cock so I could suck out the last drops.
At his instruction I remained naked, and covered with his slowly drying cum for the rest of the evening as we finished making dinner, ate our meal, cleaned up and then sat down to watch a movie. We had to turn up the heat a little so I wouldn't get cold. He fingered me while we watched the movie, sat next to each other on the sofa - the subtle sounds of my wet pussy providing an interesting soundtrack to our film. Near the end of the film I told him I wanted some relief so he got on his knees and used his tongue and fingers to bring me to my third orgasm of the day. I finally showered before bed.
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The Tuesday was much quieter - I think we were both exhausted from 4 days of fairly intensive sex.
But in the small hours of Wednesday morning I awoke with a start as something touched my face. I opened my eyes to see his cock shooting cum at me. We had explicitly agreed that sex during sleep was within the rules - prior consent had been granted - but nonetheless it was a shock. Fortunately he was heeding my request that he always avoid my eyes. I opened my mouth and his last big rope struck my tongue. He immediately fed me his cock and I gently sucked him clean.
"What time is it?" I asked blearily once he withdrew his softening shaft.
"3am, I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep." he said somewhat apologetically.
He walked around and climbed back into bed on his side and then snuggled up to spoon me.
