Amelié - Day 07

At this point, I was looking forward to each morning and what sort of teasing I'd get today. I was having a lot of fun with my wife's friend Amelié, even if she kept leaving me with blue balls. My optimism dropped on Friday though, when Amelié's journey downstairs was less spritely and more grumbly than what I'd gotten used to this week.

"Good morning," I greeted her cheerfully.

"Is it?" she replied shortly.

Amelié was wearing a tight, gray, midriff-baring, full-sleeve, zip-up running jacket and black yoga shorts. Even though she was more covered up than yesterday, I wasn't complaining. These clothes hugged every curve and she looked hot.

"I'm having a pretty good morning," I affirmed while pointedly ogling Amelié's body. "Did you not sleep well?"

"Not really," Amelié said as she stretched. "Not all of us are getting oral from a hot, blue-eyed Latina every day, you know? Masturbation only gets you so far. I'm horny and I'm frustrated."

"Horny and frustrated and someone isn't getting you off. I wouldn't know how that feels..." I said sarcastically.

"Fuck you," Amelié said, with a smile flickering in her eyes and the corners of her mouth. "It's not my job to get you off. That's what you have Julia's mouth for." She took a few steps toward me.

"Right, it's just your job to tease me."

Amelié bent at the waist as she leaned over the armrest toward me. "I don't know what you're talking about! I'm just trying to enjoy my vacation. What happens to your dick is none of my business." At the word 'dick,' Amelié reached through the flap of my pajamas and pulled mine out. Her soft hands didn't linger long. "I'm going for a run," she declared. "I need to work some of this energy off."

Amelié turned and exited the house, leaving me on the couch with my dick pointed at the ceiling.

***

Amelié returned about an hour later. There was a sheen of sweat glistening over her whole body. Her cheeks were red from the exertion. Her messy ponytail bobbed temptingly.

"Feeling better," I asked.

"Much," she said cheerfully. "I needed some cardio, in one form or another."

As we talked, the phone rang. Amelié answered it. I could only hear the one side of the conversation of course, but I was able to piece it together well enough.

"Hello? Hendrickson household... Eastside Urology?" Amelié smirked at me. "Yes, this is Julia Hendrickson," she lied. "You're calling for a post-op check in? That's so kind! Jimmy is doing great. He seems to be healing up fine. My man's penis is in fine working order! I've tested it myself!" Amelié giggled. "Actually... I didn't get a chance to talk to you, doc. Can I ask a few follow up questions?"

On the one hand, I was glad Julia hadn't actually answered that call. If she'd asked follow up questions, she would've caught me in my prank that was honestly getting a bit out of hand. On the other hand, what could Amelié be up to?

"So I know I'm supposed to help Jimmy cum 14 days in a row, and we're halfway through that." Amelié plowed through that without waiting for the doctor to correct her. "My question is: does it have to be blowjobs? For example, could I just jack him off? Or maybe, could I tittyfuck him?" As Amelié asked, she pulled the zipper of her jacket down until the two sides separated. With her cleavage exposed from clavicle to belly button, I could see she wasn't wearing anything under the jacket, but the two sides hung loosely in a way that still covered the interesting parts of her boobs. "I just wanna know if I can use other holes besides my mouth." I was never going to be able to go back to that office. "Uh huh. Uh huh. Got it, so your professional opinion is that Jimmy should be able to resume his normal activities. Perfect. Also, do I have to do it alone? Or can I get my friend to help make him cum? Doc? Doc should I be measuring his cum for anything? Like, do I need him to cum in a cup so we can see if there's a change in average volume, or is it okay that I'm letting him splatter his cum all over my face and my tits? Doc? Are you still there? Huh." Amelié looked at me as she hung up the phone. "I think we got disconnected at some point."

"Oh my God, Amelié. I'm never gonna be able to show my face there again. I certainly can't take Julia there. She'd be so confused by the looks everyone would give her."

"Oh she'll be fine. I'm really getting her to open up this week."

"Well, that's true," I conceded. "So you have no idea what I'm talking about, huh? You're just trying to enjoy your vacation? What happens to my dick is none of your business?"

Amelié smirked at me. "Well, sometimes I like to stick my nose in other people's business..."

***

By the time Julia got home, Amelié had showered and dressed in an outfit she claimed was intended to combat the heat: a drop armhole tank top and nothing else. The shirt was just barely long enough to cover her pussy, but when she turned, everything from her waist to her armpit was visible through the giant sleeve opening, including a generous amount of sideboob.

The moment Julia stepped through the door into our house, Amelié confronted her. "Jules, I'm so glad you're home! We need to talk!"

Julia panicked. "What! What happened!?"

"The urologist called today..." Amelié started.

Now I panicked. Was Amelié going to finally tell Julia the truth that I'd lied to her about the doctor's post-vasectomy care instructions?

Amelié continued, "...and he said it's vitally important that you extract as much cum from Jimmy as you can each day. You need to empty him out as much as possible to make sure the procedure was successful and heals properly."

"Oh, ok!" My gullible wife believed her longtime friend immediately. "Haven't we been doing that? I mean, I've been blowing him every day!"

"That's a good start, but the doctor said that the more cum you get out, the better. Did you know that if you tease a cock all day, then when it's finally allowed to orgasm, the cum load will be bigger?"

"I had heard that, but I wasn't sure it was true..." Julia looked at me for confirmation, so I nodded.

"That's why I'm wearing this shirt with all this sideboob. Once I'd talked to the doctor, I felt a sense of responsibility to help. I thought this might help tease Jimmy throughout the afternoon and get you a bigger cum load tonight."

Julia looked so grateful. "Omg! Thank you so much for helping my Jimmy!"

"Well, I tried! But your faithful husband refused to look at me! He kept his eyes turned away all day," Amelié continued to lie.

Julia gave me a harsh look. "James! I appreciate your fidelity, but there are extenuating circumstances here! This is for your health! For the rest of Amelié's visit, you'd better let her tease you, mister!"

I was speechless. I could kiss that crazy, crafty Amelié. "Uhm, yes ma'am," I finally murmured. Julia smiled approvingly.

"If you want..." Amelié resumed. "I could try to help more..." We both looked at Amelié with curiosity and eagerness, although I think my motivations were different than Julia's. "I just mean, I could offer some pointers about different ways you could maximize Jimmy's cum."

"Oh could you?? That's so generous!" Julia exclaimed.

"I'd be happy to! We can get started now, if you want? Put your purse down!"

Julia had been standing in the doorway, as Amelié had confronted her before she'd even settled in. Julia hurriedly set down her purse, and took off her blazer.

"Yeah, that's a good start. Go ahead and get completely naked actually. You've got such a hot body, you should use it! Show it off to your husband!" Amelié instructed.

Julia quickly discarded her blouse, skirt, bra, and underwear without much fanfare. She seemed eager to learn from Amelié and stood at attention for more guidance.

"I love your cute little trimmed bush!" Amelié effused.

Julia blushed, but shimmied her hips playfully for her friend.

"Okay, Jimmy, scoot back on the sofa bed and lean against the wall. Julia, climb on top of him like- yeah perfect. Ok, Julia, start by taking Jimmy's cock in your hand..."

Amelié laid next to me on the sofa bed, giving herself an up close view of her pupil and giving me an up close view of everything revealed by Amelié's shirt-only outfit. While directing Julia, Amelié played with herself. Her shirt was pulled up in front to her waistline, and while I could only catch glimpses of her pussy, I watched Amelié's hand rub her clit and stroke up and down her labia. Amelié's other arm made a hairpin turn into its own sleeve to massage her boobs and pinch her nipples.

Julia followed Amelié's instructions to a tee. She started by stroking me slowly but firmly. When Amelié told her to, she flicked her tongue against the underside of my cockhead. She swallowed my cockhead and dipped her head down quickly, while her hand fondled my balls. Julia spit me out and then slapped her own cheek with my dick. She dragged her tongue down one side of my shaft and then pulled it back up the other side. She took me as deep into her mouth as she could, and then held me there; she took a deep breath, swallowed, and pushed herself deeper, one centimeter at a time, until her lips brushed my pelvis.

Julia's determination broke briefly while she stopped the blowjob to exclaim, "I've never taken Jimmy so deep before. I always start to choke when I'm like ⅔ of the way down!"

"You're doing great! I'm so proud of you!" Amelié encouraged. "Now slap that hard cock on your soft supple tits, while we ponder what to do next."

We both turned our heads to Amelié and just watched her masturbate for a minute. My wife knew I was watching this erotic display by our friend, but she didn't seem to mind at this point.

"Ok, new position! This is gonna take some more work out of you, Jimmy; are you up for that? Ok great! Then you stand up. No, get off the bed, stand over- good. Now, Julia, you lay on your back, turn 90 degrees, lay your legs across mine, that's fine. Now drape your head backwards off the edge of the couch. Jimmy, you're probably gonna have to get on your knees for this, but point that throbbing cock of yours, lined up at the right height with your wife's luscious, upside down lips. Good. Julia: relax your throat. Jimmy: fuck."

We had never tried this position before; I had never face fucked Julia before, in any position. I started slow. Looking down, I could see the full expanse of Julia's petite 5'7" body, all the way down to her bush and exposed pussy. Turning to the left, I could see our friend, in only a shirt, pumping her middle and ring fingers into her own sopping pussy. Amelié bunched the front of her shirt together in her hand, until the whole thing was squeezed between her bouncy 34C tits. She arched her back in aching pleasure. I stared at her perfect pink areola and her ever-erect nipples. Seeing Amelié's boobs clearly and uncovered for the first time, my cock only grew stiffer, and I started to thrust harder. It didn't take long for me to reach the point of no return, and everyone knew it.

"That's it, Jimmy. Use Julia's mouth. Fuck it exactly the way you want. Get yourself off, and when it's time to cum, pull out and spray all over her perky tits." Amelié commanded.

With just a few more pumps, I did exactly that. I pulled out and shot thick ropes of cum all over Julia's tits. One sticky white thread draped over the tip of her right nipple.

Julia was breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath. She squealed excitedly and kicked her legs in the air. "That was amazing! Jimmy, you were so hot! We HAVE to do that again!"

Amelié seemed to lose her concentration, due to Julia's movements and change in tone. In frustration, she threw her hand to the side, impacting the sofa bed beneath her. From my angle, I could see her dark pink labia and her clit, which was currently so engorged with lust that it looked like one of her eraser bud nipples. Amelié was completely clean shaven. Arousal glistened over her entire pussy, both inner thighs, her mound, and her discarded hand. Julia was still on her back, with her head hanging off the bed and pointed toward the kitchen, so she didn't get to see her friend's exposure.

"Great job!" Amelié complimented Julia's performance. "I'm... gonna go upstairs," she added hurriedly. Amelié climbed off the sofa bed and scurried upstairs, taking off her shirt halfway there.

***

It was relatively early in the evening, but Julia followed her friend upstairs, so I settled in under my sheets too. Sexually satisfied, I planned to play some video games until I fell asleep.

I could hear some murmuring from upstairs, but I tuned it out until my ears caught something interesting.

"It's just that, I didn't really get to finish down there. Do you mind if I do myself now?" Amelié asked quietly.

"Uhm, I guess that's fine!" Julia answered earnestly.

I heard the sheets rustling and a familiar squelching sound I remembered from the other morning.

"Hmmm, that feels so goooooood. You know, you could join me if you wanted? You have to make him cum over and over, and you're not getting to cum yourself. You must be so pent up... You should masturbate with me," Amelié cajoled. I didn't hear Julia's response, but I did hear Amelié say, "Hmm, that's okay. I'll be finished shortly anyway. Hmm, yeahhhh."

There were a few more minutes of moaning and groaning, holding breath and breathing deeply, and tossing and turning. Finally, Amelié came with a deep breath and a whimper.