Dee and Jarrod had left for their Honeymoon in Paris. The wedding was a smash hit with everyone. Emma, Alexis and I spent the night in the guest bed at Dee's apartment. We were all exhausted from our combined sexual exploits so we had just crashed when we got here. Our unofficial plan was to spend the day after in the city doing whatever struck us. I knew that meant shopping, my least favorite thing to do.
The sun was just coming up after a restful sleep. I opened my eyes and squinted at the first rays of light streaming across the ceiling. My obligatory morning woody was pitching tent as I lay on my back. I stretched all my muscles from my toes to my neck and turned my head from side to side. I grabbed the headboard above me and flexed my biceps and triceps. I felt great. I hadn't slept so well in a long time.
Alexis was on her back puffing air through her lips in the opposite of a snore. She was in a deep sleep. Emma was on her side facing me. She was breathing slow and deep. I reached down under the covers and wrapped my hand around my stiff cock. I gripped it loosely and stroked it up and down a few times and then released it. I wanted to get up but I didn't want to wake my ladies. I put my hands behind my head and watched how quickly the shadows moved across the ceiling and down the wall to my left.
Emma let out a snort and rolled onto her back. I looked over to see if she was going to wake up. She snorted again and her eyes opened. She licked her lips and turned toward me. She was surprised to see me looking at her. She smiled at me and I smiled back. She whispered, "How long have you been awake?" I was about to speak but she noticed my morning woody first and whispered, "I see he's up too." I smiled.
I rolled toward Emma and whispered, "As sure as the sun comes up in the morning, so does my dick." Emma grinned and scooched herself over closer to me so she could wrap her fingers around it. I moaned from her touch. She smiled and whispered, "Wow. He's really hard." I nodded and waited to see what she was going to do with it. She gripped it hard and stroked it several times. Emma whispered, "Is Alexis awake?" I shook my head and made a noise simulating Alexis' 'puffing' noise and Emma grinned. "She's always made that funny noise," she whispered.
I waited as she maintained her grip and stroke. She just looked at me with her Cheshire cat grin on her face and then she disappeared below the sheets like a submarine sliding below the waves. I groaned hard when I felt her lips work their way onto my glans. The stroking continued until inch by inch her hand was displaced by her lips. She inch-wormed her way down the shaft until I felt my velvety crown push into her throat. I groaned and pushed my hips at her. Her displaced hand cradled my scrotum and playfully pushed my balls around. I felt and heard her chuckle around my cock as my balls were moving on their own.
Emma's didn't pull back off for the longest time. Her tongue was working the base of my cock and the feeling was amazing. I groaned again. I resisted the urge to put my hand on the back of her head. She didn't need any urging from me and she needed the freedom to pull back when she wanted.
After a few seconds, Emma pulled back to the glans ridge line and flicked her tongue on the bundle of nerves on the underside of the ridge. My hips involuntarily surged forward and she used my motion to let my cock slide all the way back down into her throat again. I quietly muttered, "Oh Jesus, Emma. You're fucking incredible." My free hand moved to the side of her head and my fingers caressed her face. When she slowly pulled back I had my fingers by her mouth and I felt her cheek concave from the suction as my wet cock slid out of her face as her tongue lashed the underside. She was using all her tricks and I was totally helpless to resist as my orgasm seemed to start in my toes. Every muscle in my body seized as Emma pushed her lips back down the shaft again. She knew I was moments away yet she kept me in her throat as she lashed my shaft with her tongue. A groan was building in my throat as my climax built higher. Emma quickly pulled me out of her throat to the ridge, took a couple of deep breaths and pushed my glans back into her throat. That was it for me. I thrust my hips at her like I was trying to drive my cock out the back of her head. She grabbed my thigh to hold herself in place. Sperm launched up my shaft and directly into her throat. She didn't attempt to pull back and most amazedly she didn't gag either. She had never done that before. No one had for that matter. I groaned hard again as the next wad of cum rocketed into her throat.
Emma took six huge shots of cum into her throat before she had to come up for air. She pulled her lips completely off my cock and coughed once. I was gasping for air. Emma's beautiful face appeared above the covers and she leaned in and kissed me on the lips. When I could breathe again, I whispered, "How the fuck did you do that?" Emma grinned and whispered, "Other than practice, a girl never reveals her secrets." I couldn't help but wonder who she may be practicing on but I wasn't about to ask.
Emma peeled back the bedclothes and swivel around to get out of bed. She looked back at me and whispered, "Come on. I've had my protein breakfast. Let me cook for you." I followed her quietly from the bedroom and shut the door behind me. We were both naked and didn't care.
I sat at the kitchen island while Emma cooked bacon and eggs and toast. She wore one of Dee's aprons over her naked body which I thought was prudent when you're cooking bacon. We talked about the wedding and I complimented her on her and Dee's planning abilities. I suggested she should start a Wedding Planning business. She laughed at that. She started talking about Jarrod and what a nice man he was. Her eyes got distant as she was obviously thinking hard on something. I suspected what it was and said, "You'll get your chance with Jarrod."
Her eyes snapped away from me and she smiled and sheepishly said, "It was that obvious?" I nodded. She changed the subject and started talking about Jane and Julia. She said, "Jane and I were very close when we were young. We experimented with lesbian sex. We were sure we were in love with each other. Then she turned into my pain-in-the-ass big sister. We competed for everything. She stole my boyfriends left and right. She didn't even like them. She just wanted to see if she could. I couldn't figure it out for a long time. I was at least as pretty as she was. Then I found out that she was fucking them. I was furious with her and we had a huge fight that I guess is still going on today. We've never really reconciled after all these years. She got married and moved away. She divorced within a year and moved on. She's attractive and her legs were easily spread so she didn't have any trouble finding men. She married again and divorced again. Then she decided she would try an older man with money and a daughter, Julia, from a previous marriage. That didn't last either. Somehow, she wound up with Julia in the divorce. She was legally an adult by then and she chose to go with Jane. They really are two peas in a pod." I grinned and nodded.
