Free Erotic Stories

Naughty Lenny Sucks an Older Man

Just as we were getting ready to leave, a couple came in and sat down. The woman was a little taller than me, thick in the hips and medium busty, but she was leaving a lot to the imagination in leggings and a crewneck sweatshirt. She was unconventionally attractive, but I found her very hot, with big eyes and a kind of crooked smile. She looked very friendly and encouraging, and I immediately pictured her in her underwear cheering me on while I was giving her husband a blowjob.

The husband. I looked at him for a second. He was wearing a t-shirt and sweats and he obviously spent a ton of time lifting. That wasn’t usually my type – guys with big muscles are always pulling on your ponytail and trying to pump your head on their cock during oral and they think pounding harder equals better during sex. Maybe I could fix him and get him to let me be a bit dominant with my mouth. Maybe his nice wife would let me cuff him.

Hubby and I thought they might be into full swapping only, and we waited a while. I was wearing a deep cut top and my squeeziest bra with wedgie jeans in case I needed to flaunt my ass, and I tried to sit so they could see my girls a little if they looked over. I was daydreaming about him fucking her, and it kept turning into the kind of face-fucking that makes us close the tab. I inserted Hubby and myself into the fantasy and heard myself weakly objecting and trying to get them to have a slow, gentle blowjob. He let her go and she gulped and gasped and said, “I like it like this. Don’t you want to try?”

My mind drifted back to the bar and I was feeling nervous. All of a sudden, the other couple got up to leave, and Hubby asked me if I wanted to try them or not. I hopped off my barstool and caught them, and they were like deer in headlights. “Are you guys looking for a couple to play with?” I asked.

“Uh,” the woman was super surprised by me. “No? Have a good night.” She smiled politely and they left and I walked back to Hubby, defeated. We settled our tab and put on our coats, but before we left, the couple with carry on luggage stopped by.

“Did you just try to pick up that couple?” the man asked. They weren’t exactly the type I had in mind – about 15 years older than us, average white guy a little shorter than Hubby, and a tall, vaguely Latin woman who was very slim and twiggy and seemed kind of bored – but it was very hot and exciting to be approached. “Yeah,” I said, “but they were NOT into it.” “That sucks,” he said. “They were hot! But not everybody is into this kind of thing.” We all introduced ourselves. The guy’s name was Rich and his wife was Ruby. “Look,” Rich said. “We’re going out of town, but can we text you when we get back?” We exchanged numbers, and they left with their bags, and after a few minutes, Rich started a four-number text chain with, “Nice to meet ya!”

We texted back, then didn’t hear from them for about a week, then Rich text again that they were back. We proposed a double date to get drinks, and a few days later we met them at a wine bar and sat outside.

“So, how long have you guys been in the lifestyle?” Rich asked.

“We’re barely even in it. Like, maybe, 6 months?” Hubby said. Rich’s face lit up. Hubby knew the next question and added, “We’ve watched and been watched a little bit and had a few soft swaps. What about you?”

“We’ve been in it 10 years or so,” Rich said. “How did you start?” I asked.

“I always had a low libido,” Ruby said. She spoke with a really sexy accent. “When we turned 40, something clicked in him and he started needing to fuck all the time. Like, ALL the time. I couldn’t really keep up, we started fighting, and I just said, you know what? This is easier. Here’s your pass, your ‘hall pass,’ right? Go find someone horny to fuck, then come back, we’ll have a glass of wine and read.”

I asked, and Ruby said she had only joined in a few times over those ten-ish years. “So, why do you look for swinger couples and not just women?” I asked.

“Well, if we’re being honest,” Rich said. “Not a lot of hot chicks want to hook up with a another lady’s open-marriage husband in his 40s. The fish in the sea are a lot sexier if you look for couples who want a third or a guy just for the wife.” “He could never just PICK UP a sexy little Asian woman like you,” Ruby chimed in. “Take her home and fuck her? Just never.” She moved her hands around a lot while she talked.

“I guess that’s our cards on the table,” he said. “What are you two looking for, anyway?”

We were looking for soft swap partners where everyone would play, and I had always imagined the woman being super into it and horny and helping me along the way. They didn’t line up with that exactly, but I had a good buzz going and I was curious about their whole dynamic, so I replied, “I love to strip, and Hubby wants to watch me give other guys head. We had been into a whole soft swap thing, you know, with all four people. But we might do some à la carte if you really wined and dined us.” I looked down at my glass and made a big fake surprised face, “Oh look!”

We chit chatted and set up another date at a different wine bar about a week later. In the interim, Ruby had been texting us about how horny and annoying Rich was, and could we please at least try a threesome with him, or let him watch us alone, but we didn’t agree in advance.

We all sat down and Ruby was immediately exasperated, “You have to do SOMETHING about him, I can’t stand it. Even a few nudes, anything.” “Well,” I said, “We did get a hotel room for tonight. But I think the room type requires FOUR people. Are you sure you wouldn’t give it a try?” She sighed. “I will come, and watch, but not play this time,” she declared. “Anything to empty this man out and hopefully give him something to think about, you know, for a long while.” We talked about sex over our glasses of wine, and Rich told us a lot about his experiences in the lifestyle. After we finished, we went around the corner and checked in, and I made the guys take turns showering.

“If you don’t want to do anything, you don’t have to, obviously. I think we’ll have fun regardless,” I said to Ruby. “Hubby might ask you to show him something or touch him while he watches me, if we get there, but I can take care of him. It might be hot for him if you deny him a bit, so don’t stress if he asks you for something again.”

She nodded. “You’re sure he’s okay to watch you give Rich a blowjob?” she asked.

“Yeah, totally!” I replied. “That’s like, our thing. We just don’t like to do full, and we don’t really like separate rooms, so that’s why we were so insistent on you coming.”

“We’ll see what happens,” she said, “I will try to play.” The guys were back and in just their underwear.

“Ready to start?” I asked, and everyone said yes, although I had to remind Ruby that she was included in that. The guys sat side by side on one bed and I knelt on the other, and Ruby sat in a chair to the side.

“Who wants me to strip?” I asked. The guys basically just groaned, but Ruby responded softly that she would. I pulled my top off. “Who likes my tits?” I asked, cupping myself over my lingerie. “Who wants a squeeze?” I asked. Everyone nodded. I let Hubby go first, then Rich grabbed a huge handful and gave it a hard squeeze and Hubby moaned. I went over and Ruby touched one softly, just barely pressing my lingerie into me, and I gave her a big, slutty moan.

“These jeans are too tight on my ass,” I said. I got on all fours on the other bed. “Can you help me pull them down? I need someone with a lot of experience pulling other men’s wives pants down.” Rich came over and got them down to my knees. “You can touch it,” I said. He asked if he could lick it. “Just the cheek,” I told him, and he did. I rolled over and I was tangled in my jeans. “Ruby, can you get them down off my calves?” I asked. She came over and did it and I moaned a thank you. “Tits or ass first?” I asked the guys, and they said tits. I stood facing Ruby and popped my girls out of my lingerie where the guys couldn’t see. “Is that what you meant?” I asked. They groaned. I turned around and bent over toward them. “Should I just show Ruby my ass?” I asked. “You should beg her to let you see instead.” Rich started begging immediately, listing chores and trips and gifts. After a few minutes she said it was enough, and I turned and pulled my panties down for the guys to see my ass. “Here,” I said, and walked to the bed and climbed on, then I lay down with my tits and face pressed onto the covers and my ass in the air.

“Get your dicks out,” I said, still facing away, “Tell me how great my ass is. Jerk yourselves a little.” Both guys shimmied out of their underwear and I looked over from my sideways, backwards angle. Hubby was easing in and his cock already had a bead of precum at the tip. Rich was being a bit more enthusiastic. He had been pretty confident that it would take a lot of blowjob to make him cum. I turned around and told them to stop, then knelt in front of Rich.

I looked at Rich’s cock. It was a little shorter than Hubby’s, but maybe a little bigger around. His head was just the right size, just barely bigger around than his shaft and that perfect bell shape with a nice little rim around it to roll your fingers and lips over and, plus nice big bulges on the underside of the head by his magic spot.

“Wow, he has a nice cock,” I said. “Can I start touching him, Ruby?” I asked. She said yes, and I said thank you. I rolled my fingers around him and pulled him down to look at him straight on. “It’s so nice of you to let other women enjoy it,” I said to Ruby and slid my hand up him until it choked up under his head.

“Do you want me to suck him?” I asked Hubby and he moaned yes. He had resumed gently touching himself. “Oh, I should get the girls out first,” I said, and took my hand off. I reached back and undid my bra but didn’t let it fall. Instead, I stood up and walked over to Ruby holding it to my chest, then lowered it just for her. “Do you like them?” I asked her. The guys still couldn’t see. “They’re so perky,” she said, “and bigger than mine.”

“Aww, they’re just little though,” I said. “But they get the job done.” I tossed the bra past her onto the TV stand and pressed my fingers together and then onto my nipples. I walked back over to Rich and stood between his feet and waited for his cock to pulse and throb as I could see his eyes were glued to my fingers and cleavage. I knelt down onto my knees without moving a hand and sidled up to him until his head was resting on top of one of my tits, then I moved my head around to lift and lower him and rub him a little. “Do you want to see them?” I asked him. “Should I show him my tits?” I asked Hubby. They were both in a trance, but found a way to answer yes.”How about I get a little taste first?” I said. I didn’t wait for an answer before giving Rich a tiny lick on the side of his head, then a longer one on his shaft, and then a more forceful one starting from one ball and pressing him off to the side as I went all the way up and finally touched the tip of my tongue to his hole.

“Do you still think I’ll have to work hard for your cum?” I asked him, and he said he hoped so. “Can you handle seeing my tits?” He nodded and I stood up, and with them a few inches from his face, I slid my hands down and over my stomach. Then I leaned forward and pressed them into his face and he started making out, licking and trying to get mouthfuls of titty. “No, no,” I said and leaned back. “Just get my nipples really hard for me,” I told him. I cupped my hands up under them and turned one toward his face. He met me halfway and pulled my nipple into his mouth and started swirling his tongue around it, then switched to flicking. I pulled back. “Very good, see?” I said and fanned out my fingers, the slid my hand against my breast so each finger flicked my nipple, and I moaned softly. “Now the other,” I said, and turned, and he did the same.

I let out a big sigh and touched both of my nipples again. “There, now I’m ready. Time for me to really suck you,” I said and knelt back down. I inched forward until my tits were rubbing on his thighs and I could feel his balls against them when I shifted and looked down. I let his dick touch my chin and smiled at it. “Ready?” I asked the room and everyone said yes. I looked over and Hubby was totally locked in touching himself, struggling to keep himself going slow. Ruby had moved to the very foot of the bed to get a better view. I winked at her.

I moved back so that I could move my head where I wanted around Rich’s cock and gently wrapped my hand around his base. “Are these nice and full for me?” I asked, cupping his balls with my other hand and the giving them a fondle. My mouth was right by the side of his shaft while I asked and I let my lip graze against him. He moaned a yes. “Good,” I said. “But I won’t let you cum until you’ve earned it.”

I gave him a lick up and down, not going all the way to his head. I felt intoxicated by the taste of clean dick with just the faint aroma of hotel soap, and I felt my panties get a little wet with the anticipation of him sliding into my mouth. I moved him and gave him another lick, this time from his base up to his magic spot, really slowly. He was moaning and clenching and unclenching muscles in his legs and ass. I gave his head a kiss on the side. “Your head is really nice,” I said. I giggled, half real and half fake-to-be-sexy. “Will my mouth be too small for you? Do you think it can fit in my cheek?” I asked. He didn’t really answer before I took him into my mouth, slowly, pressing up with my tongue.

I kept going to see how far I could handle him. He was a little bigger around than Hubby just from looking at them, but it made a big difference in how they felt, and Rich made me feel like my mouth was stuffed. I was surprised that I could still get down to my hand, and I thought I could maybe get to his base if I was planning ahead. I waited a second, then took my hand off and took the dive, bumped into his base and then eased all the way back, pausing with my lips squeezing the rim of his head.

I let him go, then I said, “Wow, you’re really a mouthful. I didn’t think I could do it.” I looked over and Hubby was really squeezing himself. I scrunched my nose at him and I knew the psychology of it all was making him feel crazy. Ruby’s mouth was just barely open. I gave him a stroke and put his head back in my mouth. I was just wrapping my tongue around him when I felt his hand on my head, trying to push me deeper. He was being gentle about it, but definitely trying to get back down my throat. I spat him out and his slippery cock rubbed all over my cheek. “Unh uh,” I said. I gently grabbed his wrist and put his hand back on the bed. “You have to be good if you want me to be bad.” I grabbed his base and pointed him up a little, and made eye contact and stuck my tongue out and rolled it around a little. I acted like I was going to put him back in my mouth, but just gave him a tiny flick with the tip of my tongue. “Are you going to be good for me?” I asked. He moaned yes. I pretended again, this time swerving away from putting him in and just giving his tip a tiny peck. “Really?” I asked, and he moaned again. I opened my mouth and moved toward him, then closed my lips around his head without getting to the rim, gave it a squeeze, then let him go. He groaned. “Is that enough?” I asked. He shook his head.

“I think I’ll tease you a bit before you get to go back in my mouth,” I said. I wrapped my hand around him close to his head so that my middle finger was gripping under the base of his head, then I squeezed him and rolled him around with my thumb and index finger. Hubby really likes this move, but he says it hurts a little. Rich started groaning louder. After a few minutes I asked him if it was good, and he moaned yes through his teeth. Then I asked him if it hurt, and he said a little.

“Should I suck it better now?” I asked, and he moaned. I let the pressure off with my hand and he exhaled. I gave him a gentle stroke and looked at his cock. His head was red and glistening, and the whole thing throbbed. The mounds by his magic spot were so hot, I just felt like I could send so much pleasure into him through there. “Fuck, look at your head,” I said. “I just want it on my tongue. Ruby, do you think I can suck him again now?”

“If he behaves,” she said, some real disappointment in her voice. The statement made Hubby moan a little. She added, “She’s sucking you like crazy, you should be so grateful. Do other women suck you like this?”

“No,” Rich said, and I surprised him by putting him in my mouth. I sucked up and down an inch or two past his head a few times, then pulled back, dragging my tongue and lips on him, until just his head was still inside, and I started swirling my tongue around it. I could taste precum and I let out a long, “Mmmmmmmmm.” I popped my lips a few times, then moved him over inside my cheek and squeezed, then pulled out until the base of his head popped out of my mouth, then forced it back in. I let him go. “Does anyone suck like me?” I asked. He groaned, and I asked him to speak up, and he said no.

I heard Hubby groan sharply, and I wondered if my dirty talk routine made him make himself cum. That almost never happened this early. I looked over and he was just holding himself at the base with the rest of his hand cupping his balls, and he whispered, “I can do it.” I was confused for a second until I saw Ruby spitting into her hand. She shushed him and started stroking, and he groooooaned. She made a face at me like, “Why are you stopping?” and I turned back toward Rich’s cock. I got caught up thinking about how Hubby’s handjob was feeling, then my eyes focused on the cock right in front of me, begging me to keep making it feel good. I was overcome by that urge to be a good girl and send the guy to a new dimension with your mouth, and I slowly went all the way deep on Rich again, then juggled and rubbed his balls a bit before I came back off. I moaned and started rubbing him on my cheeks. I heard the slippery noises of Ruby’s fingers on Hubby.

“Do you normally cum on other men’s wives faces?” I asked him. “Fuck yes,” was his answer. “They like that?” I asked. “Mostly me and the husband if he’s there,” he managed to say. “Well, I like that. Are you gonna cum on my face?” I asked. “Not yet,” he groaned. I rested my lips on his head and said into it, “Good answer.”

I used my hand to press his head onto my tongue and squeezed and rolled it around. He groaned. “Who sucks this good?” I asked him. “Nobody but you,” he said. Hubby groaned. “Tell my husband about the blowjob I’m giving you,” I said, and kept going. “It’s the fucking best ever,” he said. “Her mouth is so fucking good, her tongue, fuck, her lips.” Hubby groaned louder. “Are you going to cum a lot for me?” I asked Rich. “Fuck yes,” he answered. “I’m expecting to be covered,” I said. I sped up a little, but then Hubby groaned and I saw him tense up.

“Just in my hand?” Ruby asked, and Hubby replied, “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” before cum started gushing out of him, landing on himself and Ruby’s arm and wrist. More kept coming like a fountain and ran down him onto her fingers. I had backed off of Rich to watch, but I still had a hand on him.

I saw Ruby shift to stand up and I interrupted her, “Wait, don’t just wash it or towel it. Wipe it on me.” I walked toward her on my knees and cupped one of my tits for her, and she wiped Hubby’s cum on me. I moaned and my legs shook a little, and I felt my wet spread from my panties down my naked thighs a little. I showed Rich my sticky breast and asked him, “Do I look good with cum on me?” He groaned. “Will you give me some more?”

“Only if you’re good,” he said. I shifted back over to him.

“What would a good girl do?” I asked him, and I kissed his tip, really puffing out my lips.

“Quit teasing me,” he said.

“Oh, I’m probably a bad girl then,” I said, and I slid one fingertip from his base up to his magic spot and swirled it there, barely touching him. He moaned. Hubby was just watching, his dick halfway hard and just a mess with his cum. Ruby had gone to wash her hands, but she came back after a moment.

“Never tell me not to tease you,” I said. “Hubby knows. Sometimes I edge him for hours.” Hubby moaned and had to clear his throat partway into it. I could tell he had really enjoyed finishing, and I felt my nipples get hard again on their own. I let go of Rich and stood up, then put one leg up on the bed next to him to show everyone my panties and alllllmost expose my pussy. I rubbed my thigh and gave it a little slap to show it was wet. “I’m so fucking wet, sucking dick gets me so hot. Why should I ever let you finish? Ruby will just let me keep going forever.”

I laughed and ran a finger up and down my panty lime from my under-asscheek just past my labia. Rich thrust forward and said, “Fuck, you are just evil.”

Ruby moaned softly. “How hot are my thighs?” I asked Rich.

“So fucking hot.”

“How great is my ass?” I asked. I got my leg down, turned, and went on my tippy toes to flex it.

“So great, fuck.”

“And my tits and my nipples?” I asked. “You don’t have to lie, everyone knows they’re small.” “There’s more to a woman’s tits than size,” he said. “Yours are so perky and soft, and your nipples react so much”

“They don’t lounge about,” Ruby added. “They’re on the hunt for good dick to suck.”

“I like that!” I replied. “And your answer was getting better, too,” I said to Rich. “Should I make you finish with your hand? Or should I keep sucking you?”

“Keep sucking,” he pleaded.

“Is it good?” I asked him. “Beg for it.” He begged, and I gave in pretty quickly. “Okay, I’ll make you cum, but not too fast. Do you feel full for me?” He groaned as I slid him into my mouth, slowly so I could put a lot of pressure on his head. I stopped halfway and massaged his balls a bit, then slowly went all the way deep and waited a few seconds, then super slowly slid all the way off him. I watched his heartbeat through his head for a second.

“Will you just completely paint my face?” I went deep again. It got easier each time, but still gave me a rush from just how full it made my mouth feel.

“Just cover every inch, get me sticky and have it dripping onto my tits?” I asked. “I like to get a nice big load.” I went deep again, and went slower on the way back off.

“Or will it be thick, globby ropes?” I asked. “Will you get some in my hair? Draw some abstract art on my cheeks and forehead?” I went deep again and zigzagged my tongue coming off of him. He was moaning and his legs spasmed a little. “If I went ANY faster, would it make you cum?” I asked him. He thought so. “What if I went twice without a break?” I asked. He thought that would do it, too. “Better not, then,” I said, and I went two thirds down and back, gentler than the one before. He couldn’t stop groaning.

“I normally suck until the guy goes over the edge then help him along with my hand while he cums,” I told him. “That sound good? Or you can have it hands free, or I can switch to my hand so you get a nice clean view of your whole load going on my face. You’re being good, so you can choose.”

“The first one,” he said, trembling from the waist down.

“It’s been nice to please an older guy,” I told him. I gave his head a kiss. “Thank you for worshipping me a little,” I added, and I reached out and put his hands on my tits for him and have them both a squeeze, then I let out a moan and he put them back at his sides. He moaned and it sounded like he might cry.

I went deep on him, slow but firm on the way off. Then again, with more of a tight-soft-tight squeeze with my lips. Then a third time with a big, loud groan during my second or two wait at the base, and his entire body went rigid. “I’m cumming,” he said, and I slipped him out and moved my face under him and gently kept a rhythm with him with my hand.

I squealed and giggled and his first rope went half in my open mouth and half up my cheek. It was super thick and it tasted fucking amazing. The second rope went across a nostril and up the bridge of my nose onto my forehead and maybe just into my hair, then another joined it, then two went on my cheek, one high up along the bone and the other on the softest part. He shot another three or four little ropes around my lips and on my chin.

He had basically been yelling since I took him out of my mouth, and he paused to breathe. I started stroking him and said, “Rich, that’s fucking incredible. Thank you. It’s so fucking good, thank you. Fuck, I could almost cum just from getting that, thank you so much.”

He tensed up again and I was surprises “More??” I blurted. My fingers instinctively tightened around him. He was writhing and his movement made him kind of “fuck” my hand a little faster than what I normally give, and he started to cum more, but thinner and clearer. He splashed two bursts onto my other cheek and I got him into my mouth for the last bit to drip out, then I sucked him to clean him off. Even that last little bit made a pretty substantial “sip” of cum, and I gulped. “Fuck, your cum tastes so good,” I said, still covered in it. I tasted a little on my lip as I spoke and stuck my tongue out to pull it in. “You have to tell my husband your diet.”

I pushed another rope into my mouth, and he started talking about all the different pineapple products he ate, which I was never really sure worked. Hubby drank the juice sometimes but I never could be sure if it helped, but this guy basically ate chicken breast and raw pineapple and drank juice for five days and it had to play a part. I asked him if he came twice and he said the feeling went away in between, so he thought so. I told him I bet he was fine with so much teasing now. “Did you like that, Ruby?” I asked her. “I can’t make him cum like THAT,” she said. “And I can’t act so hot getting it. Is it always like this when you tell me you came on someone?” she asked Rich.

“No, this was like, the best fucking one in ten years. Maybe one or two others but probably not,” he said.

“Yay!” I said and bounced on my knees. “It was great for me, too. You’re a lot of fun to suck when you keep your hands to yourself,” I laughed. “Your cock: great size, just right hardness the whole time, and a fabulous head. No notes. And the CUM. Amazing. How was your handjob, baby?” I asked Hubby.

“Fucking amazing,” he said. “I don’t know if you saw much but she really took charge over here, and I came my brains out. Not like him though.” I framed my face with my hands for Hubby and laughed again. “This is our favorite part in porn, by the way,” I said. “The couch after all together, this and the couch before.”

“I think he just watches the fucking,” Ruby laughed. I had eaten the cum from my cheek and now I was gathering up the two lines on my forehead onto my finger, then I let it drip into my open mouth.

“Fuck, it’s so thick and sticky,” I said. “It really has some WEIGHT to it.”

“Are all the younger women so hungry for it?” Ruby asked Rich aside.

“Baby, I mostly fuck women older than us,” Rich said. “She might be the youngest I’ve had in five years. But no, anyway. She’s hotter for it than a porn star.”

“That’s such a nice compliment!” I said. I grabbed my tits and gave them a slutty look. “Would this be my DVD cover? Or I guess my video thumbnail. What would you make the title?” “Cum-loving slutwife sucks older friend for a massive facial,” Rich said.

Ruby thought for a second, then said, “Cum goddess gives married old man the best head of his life in front of their partners for two loads at once,” she said. I giggled and squeezed my tits up and leaned down to lick them, and I had forgotten one was sticky and tasted like Hubby’s cum. It made me get wet again.

“Hey, so we normally clean up a little and do a kind of ‘reclaiming’ thing where hubby eats me out and I suck him,” I said. “We’ll see how soon he can get hard after THAT. Normally, we’re alone, but after this performance on my face and with Ruby’s whole energy, maybe you two would want to watch?”

Before they answered, I added, “I think it would mean you get to see my pussy, which I almost never show our… you know, special friends.” Ruby said yes. Hubby and I got cleaned up and I lay on the bed. “She’s waiting for me to pull them down,” Hubby said. “How about you do it for them?” he asked me. I nodded and wiggled my panties down to my knees. They were a wet mess. I sighed as I spread my legs to get one foot out, knowing Rich and Ruby could see me. I was wet already but I felt tingles knowing they could see. I did the other, then put my legs back together.

“Talk them through it,” Hubby said.

“Fuck,” I started. “Did you like seeing my pussy? Did I look wet? Did I look tight?”

They said yes and Hubby moved one of my legs to the side. I sighed and asked them, “Do you like my lips?” They said yes, and Hubby moved my other leg.

“Look at her ass cheeks behind her thighs and pussy like this. Just fuck,” Hubby told them, touching where my ass and thighs and lips met. They groaned in agreement, and Hubby slipped a finger barely into me, thigh to clit, and I moaned. He kissed my thigh and started to move closer. It felt like a long time, but still before I knew it his tongue was on me, in me, and around me, and the rest of his mouth. I started to feel it, and I told him to stop. “Ruby, lie down next to me and hold my hand,” I asked, and she did. I leaned over and whispered something in her ear, and she nodded. “Rich,” I said, then I had to loudly swallow the extra spit I had in my mouth from moaning. “Ruby and I say that if you make her cum, I’ll suck you again before Hubby and you can cum in my mouth.”

Before I finished talking he was undoing her belt and getting into her jeans, and she shuddered and moaned when he reached his destination. Hubby came back to me and kept eating, and I felt like I would pass out as the sensation built up. Ruby squeezed my hand, then she reached over with her other arm and grabbed my tit and just kind of felt around and rubbed the nipple in her palm. “Fuck, Ruby,” I said. She kept going and Hubby started opening his mouth wider and I came.

“I’ve never touched a girl’s tits,” Ruby said, her hand still on me.

“Can I touch yours?” I asked her, and she said yes, please and pulled her top up over her tummy. Her pants were still around her knees behind Rich’s head and she kept rolling her body like waves into him. Her thighs were on him so tight I wondered if he could breathe. I reached under her top and found her bra and slid it up, then held her breast. It was small and almost fit in my hand cupped as though to drink at a sink. I slid that hand over to her other one and slipped my other hand up onto the first one, and I started playing with her nipples.

“Can I take your top off to use my mouth?” I asked her.

“No, this is perfect,” she said. Her eyes were closed and she looked super focused. “Your belly is so gorgeous,” I told her. She had great definition in her abs, and some lines I could never get even in my hardest-body days. “You must do hours of core every day.”

She laughed, but it was cut short by a shudder. “I love your nipples, too,” I said in my sexiest voice. I moved up and whispered into her ear. “Is he going to get you there? Don’t you want me to suck him a little more? Please. I want more of his cum, but he has to earn giving it to me. How much do you think he has left? Please. Please.” Her face got tense and she bit her lip, and I kept saying please right into her ear, and then she came. Her orgasm seemed gentle, like carefully parking a car instead of going over a drop on a rollercoaster, but she definitely came. “Okay then,” she said and spread her thighs. Rich’s face was soaked.

I pulled on my panties and climbed onto the bed and knelt right in the middle. “Okay, guys. Get up here and show me what I’m working with. Put your cocks in my face.”

Hubby got on first and stood to one side of me. He was already hard, basically like a fresh session. Watching me get Rich’s cum and then eating my pussy was plenty. I gave his head a quick suck. Rich climbed up, but he wasn’t quite hard. “Do you think you came too much to get hard again for me?” I asked him. He wasn’t sure. “Here, baby,” Ruby said, finally getting up from laying down. She pulled up her pants and came and sat on the bed and started stroking Rich, keeping to his bottom third. “Watch her suck him and think about her tongue.”

I started working up and down Hubby from his head halfway to his base, and it started to work for Rich. I reached over and held his head the same way I had punished him earlier, but didn’t squeeze and roll it around, just gave him some force there for Ruby’s stroking to move him into, and that finished the job. I felt him turn hard in my hand. “Is both of our hands good like that?” I asked him. “Fuck, yes.” I put my other hand on Hubby the same way and looked at Ruby, and she joined in stroking him at the base. After a minute I took my hands off of them and put my hand on Ruby’s on Rich to keep her there, then I put his head on my tongue and moved it forward and back, pressing his magic spot with the tip. I sensed that he might not keep it up long enough for me to tease him all the way by going deep like before. I stopped and cupped his balls while Ruby kept softly jerking him, then wrapped my lips around his head and pulled them over the rim of his head toward the tip, then pulled him into my mouth until my lips squeezed back over the rim. I kept doing that and started stroking his shaft with one finger. He started moaning again and I took him out. “Should Ruby jerk you onto my tongue?”

He groaned yes and she started moving further up with each stroke. I put his head back in my mouth and rolled my lips back and forth over its rim while I pressed on its front and bottom with my tongue. I started moaning to get those vibrations into my tongue and put one had on his balls and the other against his hip. It took longer than I thought, but he came, letting out a few drops before warning me, then shooting three big ropes and a bit of extra dripping and pouring. It was thinner than before, but still tasted fantastic, and I sucked it off of him as I left him, then used my tongue to move it up and show it to everyone before I swallowed. “Fuck, that’s so good,” I said. “I’m a happy camper to get two loads of that in one night.”

Ruby was still gently stroking Hubby and he said, “I can kind of feel it, fuck.” He was fully hard from watching me.

“What can I do to make it better for him?” Ruby asked. “You almost killed my husband twice, so I think it should be something special for yours.” “Just copy me,” I said. I moved my hand down to his base, kind of pushing hers away, and I held him up. Then I gave his head a deep kiss from the side and backed away slowly. “Oh, fuck,” I said as Ruby did the same from the other side. She was kind of hesitant to do things, but enthusiastic for things to happen to Hubby, and I tried to set a pace that was comfortable. I kissed him again, and she did again. On the third time, I slid halfway down his shaft on the side, then back up, and so did she. “Do that one one more time,” I said, and she did, and Hubby moaned. “Do you like to suck cock?” I asked her.

“No,” she said. “Not much practice. I’ve sucked him maybe once or twice, and I think one other guy once.”

“Is this okay?” I asked her. She nodded. “Do that same thing a few more times,” I said, and I pulled most of one of Hubby’s balls into my mouth while she did. “Do you want to try getting him into your mouth?” I asked her. She waited, but then nodded. “Just do the head,” I said. She very slowly got her mouth around Hubby just barely past his head.

“Is her mouth good?” I asked Hubby.

“Fuck, yes,” Hubby said.

“What about it?” I asked him.

He groaned, then said, “I can tell she wants it to be good. And it’s hot that she’s trying things. It’s like being in college again or something.”

She took him out. “You’re saying I suck dick like a college girl?” she asked.

“But better because you’re really appreciating how it feels for me,” Hubby said. She giggled and kind of blushed, then put his head back in her mouth. She moved him around a little while I licked around his base, then she tried to take him further, but only got another inch or so in, then backed off. She came back to the same depth again, and he groaned.

“Just one more,” he said. “I need to cum on my wife.”

“I’ll tell you how many,” she said without evening taking him out of her mouth. She did another two and he started shaking, then she did one last quick one and let me grab a hold of him to point him onto my cheeks while he came. He kept moaning for a while after the cum stopped. “Are you still feeling it?” I asked him.

“Yes, fuck,” he said, and he was tense. He said later that he pulled something somewhere in a glute while he was cumming and the pain and the spasm and the tension made his dick keep the orgasm going for like a few minutes after he came. After he finally settled down, I asked him if it was a good one, and he and Rich both said it was the best ever.