Ellen looked amused. "I think she wants to swallow you." She tugged at the edge of the Corona label a little nervously. "Why else would she always kid around about it? And why would she always ask me how it tastes?"
"Maybe she's just putting you on," Will said, frowning a little. "Or more than likely she wants to go down on you. That's just Beth."
Will's eyes were wide and searching when he looked over at Ellen. She'd jump on that if she was kidding. But she didn't stop peeling the label.
"You, know Will," she said quietly after a pause. "I'm pretty sure that's true, too. But that doesn't change the fact that she wants you. Does it?" Will got the impact of that statement loud and clear. He whistled a little below his breath.
"So, I guess the question is, then, how would we go about letting her." Pregnant silence again. Again, very unlike Ellen in such conversations.
Deep conversations about everything had always been the hallmark of their togetherness. Sex was no exception. They often talked about fucking even while they were fucking, and it fed their fucking.
The moment of truth had arrived like a thief in the night.
"I don't know, what do you think?" Now the spark was in Ellen's eyes. It was Will's turn to fall silent.
* * * *
Ellen perched as close as she could get to watch. Close enough to touch her tongue to Will's cock and Beth's tongue. It might have been a little about feeling left out, but she decided it was more about the taste and smell of sex. Oddly enough, while Beth was literally devouring Will's soaked cock and Will was breathing deeply, Ellen was the one murmuring and moaning watching her husband sucked wantonly by her best friend.
Moving closer, she edged her tongue into the corner of Beth's mouth as it slipped up and down Will's shaft. When Beth's mouth almost slipped off the tip, Ellen slipped her tongue inside Beth's mouth, tasting her mouth and Will's clear thickening stuff.
She let her mouth drift up Beth's cheek to her ear. "Hey, suck him, Baby. Yeah, that's what you wanted, wasn't it? Suck this guy's cock. Suck him deep."
Beth responded by clamping her lips tighter and drawing Will deeper into her mouth. Ellen slipped her hands to Beth's bottom and slowly felt for her pussy. Using both hands she slid her fingers toward the small patch of dark hair shaved into a thin triangle above Beth's pussy, then teased her fingers lower toward Beth's wetness.
Beth wriggled and stretched her pussy toward Ellen's touch. She gasped when Ellen's finger dipped across her wet slit and slightly inside her.
Something powerful leapt violently awake inside Ellen as her finger slipped into Beth's wet body. Her sexual nature exploded into being with a force so powerful she could feel it pulsing in her chest. She was suddenly so in love with this woman who was gulping her man's cock with wanton abandon. And she loved the man more than she ever had before for being sexual enough, man enough, to risk this intimacy.
She finger fucked Beth with delicious, long, slow strokes. Beth ground her cunt into Ellen's fingers and let her head fall back so that Will's dick slipped out of her mouth and fell off the side of her tongue. Ellen reached around with her free hand and pulled Beth's face to hers and engaged her tongue wildly.
The girls tongue-fucked ravenously with Will's throbbing cock dangling at their lips, leaking into their kisses.
Now Beth was sucking for the liquid. She pulled Will deeply into her mouth, clutching at his grinding hips and sliding her fingers around, probing around the rim of his ass as she squeezed him into her mouth.
Will started quivering toward the point of no return. "Suck it, Beth. God, here it comes," he whispered through sharp gasps. Then he jerked and thrust forward.
Time stopped for Ellen. Her husband's boiling sperm spurted once, twice, and then gushed into Beth's mouth. As many times as Ellen had swallowed him, and come to savor the intoxicating muskiness, the smell now drove her mad with desire. Perhaps it was being able to experience it indirectly without all the work of swallowing quickly, left holding his stuff in her mouth as he faded; now she could watch and savor as someone else did that work.
In her timeless trance, Ellen saw Beth's taut naked body curving into Will's muscular thighs, her breasts crushed into his legs. She felt Beth's wet pussy clutching her fingers. The look on Beth's face was nothing short of radiant.
There was not a hint in Beth's expression of that automatic contortion that happens often when the unexpected saltiness and muskiness floods the tongue. This still happened many times when Ellen took Will's cum in her mouth, and when it happened, she accepted it as part of the game and risk of ultimate intimate sexual engagement. This automatic reaction didn't happen every time she sucked and swallowed Will and it wasn't happening with Beth now.
Beth never closed her eyes. She welcomed his full load into her mouth, pulling urgently on his ass. Beth's eyes registered only exploratory bliss, hinting only that this was everything she had imagined, maybe more.
Ellen thought her husband's sexual nakedness and heated cock had never appeared more beautiful. It was amazing how being a close observer allowed her to see him as she never had before. Of course not, how could she see the contour of his back and the shudder in his knees when her face was inches from his stomach?
The same was true for Will. He looked longingly at his wife's sleek naked beauty, seeing her delicious, firm curves and the wantonness in her eyes. As he fucked his cum into Beth's waiting mouth, he watched one of his wife's hands clutching Beth's ass from behind while she deftly fucked Beth's pussy with her other. He watched his wife alternately glance lustfully into his face and then turn to watch Beth swallow him.
