Big John Returns 08
Hi, I'm Connie, married to Derek. If you've read the previous series about Big John, you know that's the name I've given to our friend John's cock. His wife is Annie.
Annie and John have been our friends for a number of years. They live a few hours away, so we don't see them as often as we'd like. In fact, it had been four months since our last visit to their house.
Through the first years of our friendship, I hadn't realized what John carried between his legs. I discovered it one night when he and Derek came home drunk. Annie and I stripped them to get them into bed and I discovered that John had a huge cock. Since that time, I've had numerous encounters with Big John and have enjoyed everyone. I love my husband and the way he makes love to me, but getting fucked by Big John is the ultimate in sex. When that thing is up inside me, I just close my eyes and think I'm in heaven. I've always wondered, will all the men in heaven have big cocks. I wouldn't be heaven if they didn't.
Our adventures expanded to include my husband fucking Annie and then Annie and me getting together in bed. I learned to eat and enjoy pussy. It's not fair to only let men eat pussy.
Annie and I have become best friends. We have a session together every time we visit one another. Sometimes the husbands are involved, but it is truly wonderful when it is just me and her, naked, enjoying each other.
One evening, the men took us to a strip club and talked Annie and me into performing on amateur night. We both stripped naked. I was surprised at how exhilarating it was to be nude with a bunch of horny men encouraging me to do nasty things. Annie talked me into joining her for a private dance for some Texas oil men. We both got gang-banged and came back to our husbands full of other men's semen.
I've had John and Derek's cock in all three of my holes and we even got my older sister Brenda to take Big John in her pussy.
John and Annie had arrived late the previous night and were in our spare bedroom.
We hadn't seen them for months and wanted to greet them properly. I woke early in the morning. I took a shower, not wetting my hair. I wanted to be nice and clean for our friends. I made sure to wash my pussy and my ass in anticipation of their close contact later.
I sprayed my perfume on my neck, then on my cleavage. When I'm trying to attract my husband's attention, put a little squirt on my pussy and my inner thighs. That's what I did for Annie and John.
I left the covers on our bed turned down and placed my nightgown on the pillow so my husband would know I had left his bed and was naked.
I walked to their room and lightly knocked. Annie was awake, having just emptied her bladder. She got back in the bed. John was sleeping beside her in the queen-sized bed. She was wearing a night-shirt and panties. I wanted to get her naked like I was.
I climbed onto the bed. I gave her a light kiss before positioning myself between her legs. I pulled her night-shirt over her head and gazed at her pretty breasts. She has nice smooth boobs, with dark little nipples. I sat on her thigh, letting her feel the heat in my pussy. Then, I leaned in and kissed her again. Nothing was said, we were just enjoying the moment. Our breasts touched. I was wonderful when my nipples grazed over her soft flesh. Her mouth is soft and sensuous. We kissed, increasing our passion as we became more aroused. Tongues dueled in our mouths and she fell back on the pillow with me on top of her.
My lust was nearly uncontrollable. I wanted her so badly. I squirmed my naked body all over her, humping her leg with my steamy crotch. Our hands explored each other's soft bodies while our open mouths tried to devour each other.
I kissed her pretty face. Her long hair was draped on the pillow, all discheveled and sexy looking. I sucked on her nose, kissed her eyelids and her forehead.
Then, I moved lower, putting my lips on her collarbone, then to the top of her heaving breasts. I kissed the soft flesh and tweaked her nipples with my nose before taking one, then the other in my mouth. I knew she really liked having her breasts stimulated so I spent a few minutes with my face in her bosom before I moved on.
I kissed her delicate stomach. My tongue probed her navel while my hands caressed her sides, moving up beside her breasts. Then I kissed above her pubic mound, getting closer to her most intimate features.
When my nose nuzzled through her soft pussy hair, she sighed and massaged my scalp. I paused to gaze at her womanly treasures. Beneath the triangle of pubic hair were the darker pink folds of her labia, with her clit and vagina peeking out. I gently put my tongue between her pussy lips and she immediately reacted by arching her hips, encouraging me to continue to give her pleasure.
I moved down to her inner thighs, inhaling her scent, a combination of her lotion and her feminine fragrance. I loved her perfume, but, most of all, I liked the smell of her pussy. Her thighs were so soft and silky. I could've remained there for an hour, but I had more important things to attend to. My tongue returned to her slit and I sucked on her engorged clitoris. She reacted with a moan and a small spurt of lady cum from her aroused pussy. I swallowed the salty fluid and continued to kiss and lick her sensitive lady-bits.
She was having a mild orgasm and her sighs and moans had awakened her husband. He was lying there watching me eat his wife's pussy. We said good morning to each other. He leaned up and watched as his wife writhed under the control of my mouth. I have come to love eating pussy and Annie's is my first and favorite one.
John had pulled the covers down, revealing that he was naked below the waist. There is was, Big John. The long, fat phallus was flopped on his leg, brown and tempting. It was my next target. He was lightly stroking it while watching me make love to his wife.
Annie was recovering from the orgasm that I had provoked with my mouth. I moved up and kissed her. We shared an intimate kiss. Her mouth was so soft and sweet.
I turned and moved to her husband.
"Welcome back. I missed you." I kissed him. He was almost passive, knowing that I was going to be the aggressor. His fingers moved over my chest, tracing my features, caressing my breasts. We kissed again. We were married to others, but we had become familiar lovers. Our mouths opened and we kissed; the passion was increasing. I had his cock in my hand, feeling it growing, like magic. He was stroking my back and gliding his fingers over the mounds of my ass.
I kissed his nipples and moved my lips over his hairy chest. As I had with his wife, I moved south, exploring his stomach and rubbing my nose in his pubic nest.