Since I wasn't sure of where Janice's bedroom was, I let her lead the way. I watched her ass sway back and forth as she climbed the stairs to the second floor. When we walked into the master bedroom, Janice headed straight to the bed. I watched her stretch her naked body out on the bed. She was a gorgeous creature, and I was about to fuck her. I decided right there I was going to do my best to make her mine. I knew that was going to be a betrayal of my friendship with Pete. But how naïve was it on his part to think he could share his wife with me without some kind of bond developing between us.
I had just taken Janice on the couch downstairs. She as much as admitted I'd given her more pleasure in one session than anyone else before. And I hadn't even taken her to bed yet.
I striped naked, standing at the foot of the bed, never taking my eyes off her. I slid my shorts down my legs and then kicked them aside. I know my cock doesn't measure up to porn star standards. But it's a respectable 7" when fully erect. I was semi-erect when Janice sat up and crawled down the bed.
She sat back on her knees as she knelt in front of me. She reached out and wrapped her hand around my cock. Her soft strokes and gentle touch gave me some of the most incredible sensations I'd ever experienced. I stood there, eyes closed, savoring those sensations as she brought me back to full erection. I thought I might blow my first load right there. Then Pete's words echoed in my head, 'Take charge.'
I stepped back. "Lay down. I'll be right back." I walked to the master bathroom as Janice laid down on the bed. I stepped into the bathroom hoping I wouldn't have to search for what I was looking for. I wasn't disappointed. The master bath had a double bowl sink. Pete's bowl was on the right. There was a can of shaving cream and a razor next to it. I found a wash cloth and towel. I soaked the wash cloth till it was dripping. I carried the wash cloth, towel, razor and shaving cream back into the bedroom. I almost laughed when I saw the look on Janice's face as I approached the bed carrying what I needed to shave her pussy.
"You were serious about shaving me!" She said, her eyes wide.
"I was." I climbed on the bed. "Now lay on your back and spread your legs."
She began to tremble. But her excitement overrode her fear of what was going to happen next. She complied with my command, laying on her back and spreading her legs. She moaned softly as I knelt between her legs.
I had been feeling more and more emboldened as the evening progressed. Now I knew I was going to take her exactly how I wanted to. I laid the towel on the bed between her legs as I ran my fingers through her neatly trimmed pubic hairs and rubbed her clit with my thumb. I looked her in the eye. "Now I'm going to take possession of your pussy." Janice made a low guttural moan. I held the wash cloth over her pussy and squeezed it. The drops of water soaked her bush sufficiently. Then I squeezed enough shaving cream on my hand to cover her pubic area. I rubbed the cream over her mound, as I listened to her moan. Her body began to undulate on the bed as my fingers worked the cream into her mound and my thumb played with her clit.
Janice laid there, squirming and moaning, as my fingers played with her mound. She finally focused on me, "I take it you've done this before?" She asked with a smile.
I returned her smile. "A couple times. I like the pussies I eat shaved smooth." I slid my middle finger inside her pussy and curled it, searching for that sweet spot that I knew would drive her insane with pleasure. I was rewarded with her humping my finger. I grabbed the razor. "You better lay still now." I told her as I continued to torment her by rubbing her G-spot.
She looked down the length of her body, panting and doing her best to lay still as she watched me shave her. I raked the razor over her pubic area, back and forth, up and down, as I slowly shaved her pussy smooth. I took my time. I didn't want to nick her or scare her. I had done this a couple of times before. The first time was with Michelle. She had been scared at first. But after I was finished with her that night she was a very content lady.
When I was satisfied with my shaving, I wiped her down with the wet wash cloth, then dried her off with the towel. I ran my finger tips over her smooth mound, inspecting my work. Janice watched me the entire time. She looked like she could erupt at any moment. I wrapped everything I had brought from the bathroom in the towel and threw it on the floor.
I laid down on the bed, my head between her legs, my face just inches from her pussy. I wrapped my arms around her thighs, reaching up her body till I had a handful of tit in each one. I looked up the length of her body. She was looking back at me in anticipation. I smiled at her. "Now you'll know why I like a smooth pussy."
I covered her pussy with my mouth, sucking in as much of her flesh as I could as my tongue teased her swollen clit. I smiled to myself as her body erupted immediately. Janice bucked and screamed as I gave her pussy a level of attention, I discovered later, she had never experienced before. I licked and nibbled on her clit, driving her through one orgasm after another. Pete was right about his wife. Her sexual appetite was insatiable.
I licked, nibbled, sucked and teased her pussy in every way I could think of for almost an hour. Janice writhed and screamed for almost the entire hour as her body responded with one orgasm after another. Several times I thought about mounting her and satisfying my own lustful cravings. But I stayed focused on her. I kept my mouth locked on her pussy while I pinched her nipples and played with her tits. I didn't want this to just be a one night stand of fun. I knew if I played this right I'd have a playmate for as long as I wanted her.
It's funny what goes through your mind as you're going down on a woman. Especially when you hear them moaning and groaning in pleasure at your efforts. Feeling their body shaking and spasming with every orgasm. I wondered if Pete really knew what he had done by giving his wife a hall pass and bringing me into the equation. I didn't know what the future held for this arrangement. What I did know was that I was going to do my best to make sure it became a regular occurrence.
Janice began to beg me to stop. Her clit was so swollen, the pleasure she had been controlled had morphed into a throbbing pain. But in spite of her pleas for me to stop, she still held my head steady between her legs. I couldn't tell if she was in real pain or not. At that point, I didn't care. I was having more fun than I'd ever had controlling her body.
I knew she was done when her body collapsed on the bed, and she lay there whimpering in defeat and exhaustion. "No more! Please! No more!" She sobbed softly over and over.
I pulled off her. Then crawled up the bed and lay next to her.
She laid on her back, her arm draped over her head, as she regained her composure. After a couple of minutes she looked over at me. I had been watching her the whole time smiling. "Who the fuck are you? Where did you learn to do that?"
I chuckled softly. "We aim to please ma'am!"
