Moment of truth, as they say. I was on my bed, on my knees, and my still rather hard cock was buried to the very hilt in Cecelia's lovely, curvy, and damn near perfect caramel-colored ass. Only one problem—Emily, my regular booty call for the past few weeks, was walking up my stairs, and about to enter the bedroom. I had gotten so turned on over the possibility of bedding this new, latest conquest, I'd never really stopped to ponder how it might affect or what kind of reaction it might trigger in Emily. Or, to paraphrase a song my father loved, I was easily led because I let my little head do the thinking.
Granted, Emily and I had talked about at some length about freedom and openness, the right to sleep with someone else if we so chose, and had assured each other that we wanted the other to feel free to play if the opportunity came along, but there's a big difference between philosophy and application. This was a bit different—my cock was planted deep in another girl's asshole! I quickly considered some rather stupid alternatives like running or lying, but instead swallowed hard decided that this would be the ultimate test of that notion.
The door opened, and she stepped through. My cocked jumped slightly when I realized she was wearing a very skimpy top and a shorter skirt with white stockings that showed off her wonderful, shapely legs. She had dressed up for me. I felt a small twinge of guilt.
"Hey. You started without me!" she shot to Cecelia. My jaw dropped with realization. These clever ladies never ceased to surprise me.
"I couldn't help myself. All the stories you told me got me worked up, then I had a few drinks tonight, and I was practically dripping through my shorts," Cecelia said back. "You're right, he does have an absolutely wonderful cock."
I shook my head with a chuckle. Nothing these girls did really surprised me anymore. Emily came over to the bed, kissed Cecelia deeply, and then practically attacked my face. She let her hand trail on my chest, and slapped Cecelia's ass with the other one.
"Yes, yes he does. But I get this next round since you already started," Emily replied. She slapped her ass again, harder this time. "Bad Cece!"
"That's fine," Cecelia answered, "I need a rest anyway. Besides, I can already tell he really likes your outfit," she said with a slight chuckle and another grind backwards into my still-steely cock.
Cecelia gently dislodged my prick from her ass, as I grabbed the base of the condom. "I'll take care of that," Emily said with a bit of force, and she quickly unrolled the condom down my shaft. She grabbed the tip, slowly squeezing the cum out, then opened wide and tilted it back above her tongue as she squeezed it out into her waiting mouth. Yet again, I found myself in awe of how cum-crazed this girl was. She swirled it for a second, then calmly swallowed it. "No need for it to go to waste," she said with the evil grin that I was truly beginning to love.
"How's his taste?" Cecelia inquired as she padded off to the bathroom.
"It's actually quite clean and refreshing. But he eats well, so I think that helps," Emily replied. I must have had a confused look on my face, because she quickly turned to me and added, "Her ex apparently tasted funky, so Cece doesn't often swallow. I keep telling her that's the best part."
At that I twitched again, and she bent down and started to lick me and gently draw me into her mouth. She steadily worked up and down, with that crazy fervor she had, doing her slow and sexy figure-eight, then without warning she plunged me fully into her mouth, staring up at me with those big, gorgeous blue-green eyes of hers. I was in heaven yet again.
Cecelia had come back over by that point, and was standing a few feet away, admiring Emily's handiwork. Emily gestured her over, but she shook her head. "Em, we talked about this, remember?"
Emily pulled off my shaft and smiled slyly, "Oh, that's right..." a knowing note ringing through her voice.
"What?" I almost demanded. They just looked at each other and giggled.
"You'll see soon enough," Cecelia said with a crazy grin.
"We have a plan for tonight," Emily added.
"Should I be scared?" I said, half-joking.
"Probably," Emily retorted, sporting an evil grin. Then she quickly deep-throated me again, making a terrific slurping sound as she bobbed up and down on my tool. I felt myself growing and steeling under her incredible, magical mouth. She popped her mouth off my cock, grinned again, and said "Mmm, already hard and ready to please. That's what I like about this man the most." She gave me a gentle shove down on the bed, and as I scooted back to recline against the headboard and pillows, she bent down for a few more sucks, then climbed up, straddled me, and in one quick, almost violent motion, plunged down on me. I moaned at her tightness and the sudden envelopment in her pussy.
Emily quickly began pistoning up and down on my cock, letting gravity slam her down, and I grabbed her slim and shapely hips and started pulling her into me with each down stroke, pushing up with my hips. She threw her head back and grunted a loud, almost feral sound. I pushed up instinctively and reached down and casually brushed her clit, and was rewarded with the slight drooling and little clench of one of her smaller orgasms. I was learning this girl's body well, and loving the fact that I could make her cum so easily. I reached around, grabbed her ass with both hands, gave it a firm squeeze, then ran my right hand up, cupping her firm little breast, and then caressing her face as I brushed her long hair out of her eyes. She responded by grabbing my hand and placing my thumb in her mouth, leveling those gorgeous eyes at me as she sucked it in and out of her mouth erotically.
After a few minutes of this, I wanted to set the pace, so I rolled her over, quickly entering her missionary before she had a chance to object. I spread her legs wide, as I always liked seeing her long, slender legs splayed out while my shaft drove into her. I knew she did, too, having it confirmed as she looked down and said "Fuck, that's hot. Cece, come here and take a look at his cock spreading me open."
"Damn, that is hot," I heard Cecelia say, and as I looked her way, I saw a flash and her cell phone in her hand.
"Hey!" I yelled, "What gives?!"
"Just a little something for me and maybe her. A little private memento and fuel for the alone time," she responded. "Don't worry, I'm not showing this to anybody!"
