This story contains graphic depictions of male bi-sexuality. If this bothers you, don't read this story.
I still remember it like it was yesterday. It was just before the holidays. My wife Brooke and I were supposed to have a party later that week.
She gave me a list of things she needed that were too heavy for her to lift.
"I'm leaving now sweetie," I yelled into the living room. Apparently, it fell on deaf ears.
She had a few girlfriends over the house to help plan the event, as they called it and they were all getting pretty loose drinking some wine.
Finally, I heard her respond.
I went out the back door and got in the truck. Just then, I realized that I forgot the list on the counter. So I ran back inside. I was quiet so as not to bother them.
I grabbed the paper and turned to leave but I heard them giggling and laughing. I peaked in and saw Brooke blushing. I wondered what they had been talking about. I knew I wasn't going anywhere now.
Brooke said, "You really like the way that stuff tastes?"
Her girlfriend, Linda, chuckled and then said, "I love it. I love the whole experience. Cum by itself is just hot, sticky glue. But when I lay Craig out on the bed and lick up the sides of his cock till he begs me to put him in my mouth. That makes me love the taste. It's the taste of a man."
I began to get a hard on that could rip my jeans. I wanted to hear some more and judging from the girl's reactions, they wanted to hear some more too.
Her other friend Toni said, "Why did you stop? Keep going. I might just have to rape poor Steve when I get home".
Steve was her husband and he was certainly a very lucky man if she intended to rape him later.
Toni was a tall statuesque brunette with long straight hair down to her waist. She worked out and ran to stay in shape and it certainly worked.
Brooke insisted that she continue on with her story.
"Well, since you all are so interested in my sex life, it's the least I can do," she said.
I knew I was out of sight, so I opened the zipper on my jeans and pulled out my stiff cock. I began to stroke it as Linda began to tell her tale again.
"Well, after I get him all wet with my tongue I begin to suck on just the head of his cock. I know he wants me take him in deeper, but that's part of the fantasy for me. I know that I'm in complete control.
I suck and chew on just the head. I feel it pulsating with each beat of his heart. It's so hot and rubbery. I wrap my hand around the shaft and begin to lightly stroke it now. That usually puts him into frenzy. I know this by the little shots of pre-cum he begins to shoot across my tongue."
Brooke interrupted Linda and said, "That's when I usually chicken out and tell him to fuck me. You know, when I begin to taste it."
She was telling the truth. She was great at giving head, but she never would let me finish in her mouth. It was always just for foreplay.
Linda asked Brooke, "You mean you never let him cum in your mouth? That's not fair. Doesn't he take you across the finish line when he goes down on you?"
I was in luck. The girls were taking up for me.
Brooke replied, "I never thought of that. But he never complains about it. Besides, I think he likes eating my pussy as much as I like him doing it for me. Sometimes he begs to do it and says he wants nothing else."
Now it was my turn to blush. She was right though. Eating her equisite pussy was always a favorite of mine.
"Send him my way," Toni aid.
"Then mine," Linda said too.
Brooke smirked and said, "Why don't I just have him eat everyone's pussy when he gets back?"
The girls said in unison, "Okay!"
I would have shot my load if it was true but I knew they were all just kidding.
"Well listen, if he loves eating you so much, make him eat you after you two have sex. If he can do that, then you don't have an excuse not to swallow anymore, do you?" Linda said.
Toni piped up when she heard that. "Eww! Now that's disgusting. I have to be clean when Steve eats me out. Besides, what guy would want to eat you after they just came inside you?"
Linda said, "Don't knock it till you've tried it. Besides, guys like to get nasty. They don't always want a pussy to be squeaky clean."
Toni countered with, "Squeaky clean is one thing but with all that stuff dripping out of you? No way would he go for that."
Brooke said, "Well, there's no way he would do it knowingly; although there was this one time a long time ago..."
Toni said, "What happened?"
I was wondering the same thing.
Brooke continued, "Well, let's just say that he surprised me a long time ago, before we were seriously dating."
Toni said, "Don't leave us hanging, what happened? How did he surprise you?"
"Well, my old boyfriend stopped by and said he was leaving for the West Coast and would be out of my life forever. One thing led to another and we did it one last time for old time's sake, or maybe it was twice."
Toni said, "You little tramp!"
Brooke blushed and giggled a little.
"We fucked for almost an hour and he came like a horse both times. I felt so warm and soupy inside. Then just about the time he left, you know who showed up. I'm surprised they didn't bump into one another."
"Then what happened?" Linda begged her to tell.
"When I answered the door, I was wearing just some lingerie. His jaw almost hit the ground and as we spoke, I caught him staring at my bare feet.
I invited him in and we sat on the couch. He asked if he could massage my feet. I wasn't one to refuse a foot rub. So he began massaging them for me. I felt his cock getting hard in his jeans and then, before I had a chance to clean up, one thing led to another again.
He was so horny and I told you before, he loves to eat pussy. Well, he wouldn't take no for an answer. I told him that I couldn't have sex with him to try and put him off but he said all he wanted to do was eat me and make me feel good."
My stomach got queasy. I remembered when she was talking about.
"He won me over with that. My ex never ate pussy very well and it's always been my favorite."