It's just like the fantasies that Jake and I have shared in the past, only this time it's real, which means it is also nothing at all like the fantasies Jake and I have shared in the past. A man other than my husband was licking and fondling my body while my husband watched. It was seeing Jake on the other side of the room that really drove it home. It couldn't be a fantasy this time; it was really my old high school buddy Kyle licking my clit while my husband of 25 years watched, with a combination of love and lust in his eyes.
I was torn, between enjoying the new feelings of a different person pleasuring me, and feeling somewhat strange letting a different person pleasure me. Determined to maintain my connection with Jake, I kept my eyes focused on him while he watched Kyle lick and suck my clit and pussy. I could feel that familiar aching, and knew I was getting close to orgasm. Kyle seemed lost in his actions, not stopping to look up at all, which was just fine with me, as I got closer and closer to climax. Even though his tongue and his touch were different than Jake's, the impending sense of my fast approaching orgasm was familiar. I took a deep breath to slow things down and make sure I made the most of my first (I hoped!) orgasm of the evening. It was clear that Kyle could sense my approaching orgasm – he was clearly no stranger to the female body and had some definite skills with his tongue.
With my hips bucking and my breath quickening, I leaned up on my elbows and gazed affectionately at Kyle. This evening was not something I could have attempted with nearly anyone else, and I was appreciative that he was on board. Unfortunately, the more my brain turned itself on with these thoughts, the more my orgasm slowed down. "Stop thinking," I said to myself, "and just let it happen!" I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensation of Kyle's tongue and the feel of his hands on my hips, and thought about nothing but what I was feeling. That helped. I could feel the ache growing in my core, my body heating up, my breath shortening. My hands gripped at the sheets as if to hold on to the bed lest the forcefulness of my orgasm throw me to the floor. I cried out as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. "Yes!" I yelled. The orgasmic feelings worked their way from my core to my fingers and toes, my whole body vibrating with pleasure.
As my body relaxed, Kyle looked up at me, wiped his face and grinned. "I never get tired of that ego boost. I love to give pleasure – thanks so much for giving me this chance."
"I'm pretty sure I am the one who should be thanking you," I said to Kyle. "As a matter of fact, I am pretty sure I know of a way I can show you how grateful I really am," I said as I pushed him onto his back and sat up. The orgasm had worn me down a bit, but I wanted to make the most of this opportunity to enjoy another man's body, and perhaps show off my own skills with my tongue.
I climbed on top of Kyle, my legs on either side of his torso, and looked over at Jake. "You're next, you know," I told him.
"I'm counting on it, baby," he replied.
I leaned my mouth down onto Kyle's chest and began kissing and licking my way down his body to his prominent manhood. Everything about Kyle seemed so different from Jake, and for the most part I was eager to enjoy the differences. As least for now. There would definitely be comfort in the familiar as well.
I crouched down in front of Kyle's crotch and began licking his balls slowly, from bottom to top, making sure to coat them thoroughly with my saliva. Kyle moaned, which I took as a sign to continue. I licked my way up from the shaft of his cock to its head and slowly circled around the head with my tongue. I had felt his cock in my mouth earlier in the evening, but this time I was more relaxed (post-orgasm) and more ready to concentrate on giving him pleasure. I was a little wary, not knowing if all my various tricks and techniques that worked for Jake would work for another man as well. But, I figured, a cock's a cock. And they all seem to like the same things in the porn movies, right?
So, I followed my familiar pattern, combining gentle licking with some stronger sucking and an occasional tug with my hand along with my fingernails on his balls. I positioned my head so that I could look up at Jake or at Kyle while I pleasured Kyle. Jake was clearly enjoying this and seemed to react each time I changed up my moves, as if I was doing the same thing to him that I was doing to Kyle. As I continued to suck on Kyle's rock-hard dick I could feel the velvety soft skin getting tauter and tauter, and his balls began to tighten as well. I knew that my tongue and mouth were getting him close to coming. As much as I was enjoying myself, I hesitated and switched to using my hand. For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to swallow another man's cum. Some things needed to be reserved for Jake only. I wasn't sure Kyle cared one way or another at that point, since I could tell from his actions and groans that he was close to coming. I pumped his cock with my left hand while I massaged his balls with my right. "Come for me, Kyle," I said. "I want to see you spurt your hot cum all over your stomach. Come on, baby, you can do it," I encouraged, feeling how close he was getting with each pump of my hand.
"Ahhhh!" he cried out as his cum squirted out onto his stomach and chest and onto my arms. "Holy shit, Kat, that was so hot!"
I grinned up at him, and then looked over at my husband. He had a patient smile on his face, as he slowly stroked his cock, his excitement growing slowly throughout the course of this whole evening.
I laid there for a few minutes with Kyle, looking over at Jake.
"Alright Kat sweetie, go to him. I'm fine here and Jake needs your help." Kyle encouraged, pushing me a bit to get me off of him and over to the edge of the bed.
I smiled and gladly hopped up to move over to the chair where Jake had been waiting for me patiently.
"I love you" Jake said, as he kissed me passionately and pulled me onto his lap, careful to avoid having me crush his hard cock.
"I love you too," I said, as I pulled my head back to look him in the eyes in between kisses. I turned back to look over at Kyle, and he appeared to be dozing, perhaps in post-coital bliss? That at least meant that I could turn my full attention to my loving husband without worrying about Kyle.
The chair was not as comfortable as the bed, but I wasn't inclined to relocate now that I was on top of Jake, and while Kyle was taking up half the bed. Fortunately, the chair had no arms so I had room for my legs on either side of Jake's legs. I was partially sitting on Jake's lap with my legs spread while we kissed. He held his arms around me, which helped balance me on his lap and brought our bodies closer together. I could see that the most effective position for both of us on the chair was for me to just push his hard cock right into my dripping wet pussy. Ever the practical one, I lifted myself up and slowly inserted him into my eager hole. It felt so good to feel him inside me, and I wrapped my arms around him and pushed my tongue into his mouth, mimicking his cock in my cunt.
Jake pulled back after our passionate and wet kiss. "Are you sure you want me to be inside you right now? I know you struggle to come this way and I want to see you come again."
He was right; typically, I couldn't orgasm through intercourse and relied on his mouth and hands to help me come before he would plunge into me for his own orgasm.
"I want to feel you inside of me right now, honey," I told him. "I need to feel close to you, connected to you after what I just did."
