Single Women Seek Instruction In Fellatio Arts.
Based on a post by TheDoctah. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
We finished the wine bottle, well what else were we going to do with it? My wife’s straight-laced friends were getting giggly. The four of us had been having a good time.
“Spin The Bottle!” they shouted at once, before dissolving into giggles.
“You want to play spin the bottle,” I asked. "How’s that going to work? I notice that there are three women and one guy at this party, and the guy is married to one of the women. Or have you all gone gay all of a sudden?”
Marlene, my wife, spoke up. “No, honey, we have not gone gay. And I don’t want you having sex with these disreputable sluts, I mean, my best friends. But it’s true, you’re the only boy at the party.”
I looked at her two friends. Loraine was tall, a dishwater blond with a slim body, and Roxy. Roxy was a short, buxom Italian cutie who could not help flirting, no matter what.
“Okay,” I said, “What’s the idea then?”
“Seven minutes of heaven,” Roxy interjected, and everybody took a sip and laughed.
“With me,” I wanted to make sure I was understanding this.
"Well duh,” Marlene said. “We already told you we’re not going gay. And you’re the only male person here.”
I gave her a sharp look. “And you’re okay with this,” I asked her.
"Sure,” she said. “It’s just a game. And I am pretty sure you’ll have a good time.” Understatement of the year. All three women were grinning at me. I asked, “How does this work?”
Roxy said; “whoever it points to, they go into the closet for seven minutes and do anything they want. Then they come out and somebody spins the bottle again.“
Marlene: "And since there’s one of you, just us girls will spin it, and see who goes in the closet with you.
Marlene & I have been married a long time, and I trust that Marlene, same as me, has not been with anybody else for years. Loraine and Roxy were two of my wife’s best friends. But I had never even flirted with either of them.
The ladies were seated on the floor. Marlene held the bottle dramatically out in the middle of their circle, looked at both her friends, and gave it a fast spin.
It stopped, pointing at Roxy. She’s not the shy type but you could see her take a big swallow.
"Well, Roxy.” my wife said. “You get seven minutes of heaven with Jacob.”
“Yeah,” Roxy said, “You’re sure this is okay?”
“Absolutely,” Marlene said. “But look, how about a rule? No fucking in there, okay?”
“Okay.” “Okay.” Loraine and Roxy said.
“Unless it’s me,” Marlene quipped, and they all giggled.
Roxy said, “Okay, here goes.”
Now in the hall closet, my ears were ringing, my hands were shaking, my dick was hard. And with Roxy. Are you kidding me?
I said, “What are we supposed to –” but Roxy grabbed my head and pulled my face to hers in the dark and opened her mouth and attacked my mouth with her tongue. “Here. let me help you;” she reached behind herself to unsnap her bra and voila, those beautiful breasts fell into my eager hands.
She was stroking my cock through my jeans. I could have shot a load right then. I pushed my fingers between her legs and she spread them to let me stroke her over the thin fabric of her pants. Her fingers outlined my penis as they slipped up and down its length, and then we heard a voice call, “That’s six minutes!”
Roxy giggled and broke our kiss, reached behind herself and put everything back. I stepped back, hoping my erection would subside before the door opened.
“Okay, time!”
I turned the knob and pushed the closet door open. Loraine and Marlene were sitting on the floor looking at us. I could see Marlene trying not to look at my face too closely, she was dying of curiosity but covering it well.
“You ready for the next spin,” Marlene asked me. I felt she was taunting me. My cock at least was not trying to bust my zipper any more.
"Sure,” I said. “I win every round.”
“Yeah, you do,” the ladies agreed. Another sip of wine, more laughter, and Marlene took up the bottle again.
“What happens if he gets the same person twice,” Roxy asked.
"I don’t see what’s wrong with that,” Marlene said.
“Well it doesn’t seem fair,” Roxy said. “I mean, I’m all for going in there again, but it wouldn’t seem right to leave you two sitting out here waiting that long.”
Loraine agreed, and Marlene seemed to see the sense of it. She said, “Okay, so the next round it will just be me and Loraine.” Marlene gave the bottle a twist and let it go and it finally stopped, pointing at my wife.
“Huh, that’s ironic,” Marlene laughed. “I mean, a guy making out with his own wife, it seems kind of weird.”
“Let’s try it,” I said, taking her hand. We went into the closet and I kissed her. “I hope you’re having fun,” she said.
“Are you kidding,” I laughed.
Marlene Starts a Blowjob School
Marlene dropped to her knees and in two seconds she had my belt unbuckled and my pants pushed down around my knees. "Hey, is that allowed,” I asked. She wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and took several slurps. Then she looked up at me and said, "Yes, it’s allowed. I am, after all, married to you.” She took a couple more nibbles and said, “And also, it’s not fucking.” Then she put her lips around my cock and sunk her nose down into my pubic hair, deep-throating me and doing something with her tongue on my shaft. She began bobbing up and down on me, slurping and giving me pleasure in ways she had learned after years of marriage. She was an expert cocksucker, I must say.
“Now, be careful,” I said. “You don’t want to make me cum.”
“Why not,” she asked.
"Because I’ll want to stop the game,” I said.
“Good point,” she said, as she attacked my penis with her mouth, always stopping just when my breathing turned to moans. She used her hand alongside her lips and kept me on the brink until someone called, “Six minutes.” I helped her to her feet. She kissed me and said, “And don’t you forget it.” I could taste the cum in her kiss, definitely a sexy flavor.
“Oh, I won’t,” I said.
A minute later I opened the door and we stepped out. The other two looked at us, again, with curiosity. Marlene and I both smiled at them, and Marlene said, “Well I guess I’m not included in this round.” She sat on the couch and Roxy moved to the floor, across from Loraine.
Loraine took the bottle in her hand, but Roxy said, “Lori, you’re the only one who hasn’t gone in the closet with him. Maybe you ought to just go.”
“That wouldn’t be fair,” Loraine said. “It wouldn’t really be a game, would it?”
"It seems fair to me,” Roxy said.
“I’ll spin it, and we’ll see what happens,” Loraine said. With a flick of the wrist she sent the bottle twirling on the carpet between the two of them. All of us watched, fixated on it, imagining possible outcomes. The bottle slowed and came to a stop pointing at Roxy.
“See,” Roxy said. "It’s me again. That isn’t fair.”
“Sure it is,” my wife said. “That’s how you play.” She gave Roxy a significant look, almost daring her to take this game past the limits.
Roxy stared back at her and then stood slowly. “Okay,” she said, “I won this round.”
“Yes, you did,” Marlene said with a laugh. “You and Jacob won this one.” Honestly, it seemed like Marlene wanted it to get out of hand.
Roxy and I went into the closet and I pulled the door shut. She whispered, “She didn’t finish you off in here, did she?”
“No,” I said. “Close, but no.”
“Good,” Roxy said, and her hand went immediately to my cock, which was already hard in anticipation. We began making out as she jacked me off through the denim of my jeans. I stroked her crotch and she reached down and unbuttoned her cotton pants. “Here, I’ll make it easy for you,” she giggled. Her pussy was soaking wet when my fingers got under her panties. I squeezed again, and then began rolling her clit between my fingers slowly, until she arched her back and stifled a profound grunt, buried her face against me and spasmed uncontrollably for half a minute.“ She was laughing when she stopped. "Oh my god,” she whispered. “It has been a long time.” She renewed her attack on my cock and had me near the edge when they called six minutes.
I’m sure I looked like I’d been hit over the head with a hammer when we came out. Marlene looked at Loraine and said, “Enough of this, it’s your turn. I get him every night.”
“Huh, good point,” Loraine said. “Okay, we’ll pretend we spun it and it landed on me.”
“Sure,” Marlene said. She picked up the bottle and set it on the floor pointing at Loraine. “There you go. Have fun.”
Loraine said, “What have you guys been doing in here? I don’t know what to do.”
“We can do anything you want to do,” I said. “Except fuck me.”
She stood there.
“Come here,” I said, and I put my arms around her and kissed her, and she kissed like a schoolgirl. I used my tongue to pry her lips apart, and after a minute or so she got the idea. I ran my hands over her body and she responded coyly.
She ran her hands over my upper body and whispered, “Is it okay if I touch you?”
“Absolutely,” I said. I was not sure what she meant but I liked the sound of it. “I would love that.”
Then she surprised the shit out of me by unbuckling my belt, pulling my pants down, and pulling my cock out. She ran her fingers over it, slowly jacking me off, tugging and stroking. I said, “That is amazing.”
“You like that,” she said.
"Yes. A lot. You better be a little careful or you’re going to make me cum.”
“Wow, really?” She didn’t seem to believe me, and continued stroking me.
After a couple of minutes of that I said, “You better stop. It was just too good.”
“Too good,” she laughed. "Too good?”
“Yes,” I said, “If you keep going, the game will be over.”
“I see.” I kissed her some more and we made out until they gave the alarm.
The other two studied us as we came out. Loraine looked kind of embarrassed and flustered, but happy.
“How was it,” Roxy asked, tactlessly.
"It was great,” I said.
“Yes, it was great,” Loraine said.
“You still able to keep playing,” my wife taunted me.
"Yes, absolutely, I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” I said. “Let’s have a sip of wine and rest up for the next round.”
Loraine said, “I was scared at first. In fact, I was glad when the bottle never pointed at me. I thought I’d get out of doing it, going in there with Jacob, I feel much better now. But it was a little awkward. I never know what to do.”
“Never,” Marlene asked.
"Yes,” Loraine said, “With guys. I mean, I just let them do what they want, and that seems to make them happy.”
“What would you want to do,” Marlene asked. We were all feeling the intensity of the evening and the wine.
"I don’t know,” Loraine said. “I just don’t know how to do anything.”
“We all feel like that,” Roxy said.
“Really,” Marlene said. "I don’t think I feel that way, unless I’m missing something.” She turned to Loraine, “Do you mean you don’t have orgasms?”
“No,” Loraine seemed to be blushing. “No, I’m okay with that. But I don’t know how to do anything.”
Marlene gazed at her. “Oh, I see.” We all took a thoughtful sip of wine, wondering where this was going. Looking at Loraine she continued, “So you don’t feel like you are kinky enough or something?”
Loraine looked at the floor. “No. Like a blow job, I know girls do that all the time but I don’t know how to do it.”
Marlene laughed, almost spitting out some wine. “Oh, well, that’s easy. You just need to practice.”
“Yeah, sure, with who?”
Marlene spoke up. “Okay, I said no fucking, remember?” Everybody nodded. “But I didn’t say no blow jobs.” Hearts were pounding. Marlene looked at Roxy. “Don’t tell me you don’t know how to give a blow job either?”
Roxy said, “I’ve tried it before but I don’t think it really worked.”
Marlene stood up and paced around the room. “Well this is ridiculous. Jacob, you see what we have to do here. You are going to have to teach my friends how to give head.”
Marlene laughed. “Sex school. Girls, it’s time to learn the tricks of the trade. I don’t know about you using our bed.” She thought some more. “Oh well, why not? I’ll burn some sage or something. Why don’t you & Loraine go into our room, Jacob do your best to show her what to do.”
Roxy said, “What about me?”
Marlene looked at her. “Yeah, what about you? Well, tell you what, Jacob see if you can get through a 7 minute lesson without blowing your load, think you can do that, honey?”
I nodded. Marlene went on: “Okay, Loraine, then Roxy. Is that okay?”
Roxy didn’t look extremely happy with the deal but she agreed to it.
Loraine and I went into the bedroom. I turned on the closet light and turned off the overhead. “How are we going to do this,” I asked.
"I don’t know,” she said, “You’re teaching me.”
“Yeah, okay. So you don’t know how to give a blow job, that’s it?”
“Yeah.”
“Have you ever tried?”
“Yeah, a couple of times.”
“And what happened?”
“He just wanted me to stop.”
“Okay, so first, let me see what you do. We are going to get into the bed. Actually we’ll both get naked.”
We lay in the bed, her head on my arm, against my chest. My cock was pointing. I said, “Okay, well this is a little awkward but we’ll do what we can. Why don’t you go down on me and show me what you do.”
I felt her lips touch the tip of my cock and then something, maybe she was licking it. Her lips took an inch or so of me and went up and down a few times.
“Okay,” I said. “I see where we’re at. Let me tell you a couple of things to start with. First of all, when I come, I want you to swallow it. Have you ever done that?”
“Swallow what,” she asked.
I thought for a few seconds. "Here’s the deal, if you are doing this well, the guy is going shoot a load of sperm into your mouth. I’m going to try not to today, but I mean in real life. I don’t know what it tastes like, it might be a little salty I think, but whatever, when he cums, swallow it like it is the finest Belgian chocolate, whether you like it or not. Gulp it down and lick up the last drops. You got that?”
“I can’t imagine that but yes, I hear you.”
“But we’re not going to do that now. I’m just telling you, if you are going to give a good blow job you’re going to swallow it. Now, to get practical. There are two things that guys find irresistible. There is a little notch under the head of my penis, I’m circumcised, but I suppose everybody has this, that’s called the frenulum. Look closely at it. See where it’s like the two halves meet, right under the tip? That is extremely sensitive. Touch that with your tongue and you will drive a man crazy.” I held my cock in place so she could see it from a few inches away.
“Yeah, okay, I think I see where you mean.”
“Good. Do it.”
Oh my god, she did that. After two seconds she stopped. “No,” I said, “Keep doing it. Lick that part of me lightly. You have to be gentle there. It is very sensitive.”
I kept bouncing away from her and had to tell her to grip my shaft. I was moaning, I could have blasted right then.
“Okay, good,” I said, “Now you have to stop. Oh my fucking god. Stop!” She stopped.
“There is one other major skill. And I’ll tell you, most girls can’t do this and it’s okay if you can’t, but it’s good to try. It’s called deep throating, have you ever heard of that?”
“I’ve heard the term,” she said.
“Do you know what it means,” I asked her.
"No. I mean I can imagine but not really.”
“Okay, well you see my cock is about average length. But still, if you tried to stuff it all in your mouth you would probably choke on it. Go ahead, try.”
Loraine leaned over me and took me into her mouth. She got pretty far and began to gag.
“So here’s the deal,” I said. “You can learn not to gag. Maybe not right away, but if you can get a guy’s cock down your throat he will do anything you say. He will be your slave for life. Go ahead, try. Go as far as you can, then relax and see if you can go a little farther. If you start to gag, back up a little and try again. Just try to relax your throat.”
I lay back on the pillow with my hands behind my head, watching this slender cutie working on my cock. She would get half of it and begin to choke, and start again. She was actually making progress. Finally she had reached her limit, and it was time to move on.
“Okay, good,” I said, “Stop. You were getting good at that. The two best things for a guy are one, licking his frenulum, and two, getting your lips around the base of his cock. But deep-throating is hard. In general, the main technique you will use is just fucking him with your mouth. You want to try that?”
“Sure,” she said. “What do I do?”
“Well wrap your lips around the middle of my shaft, not too far down, you don’t have to choke for this. Now tighten your lips and move your mouth up to the tip of my cock. Then move it back down to the middle, maybe a little farther if that’s comfortable. Keep going up and down like that. I think sometimes when you are near the head of it, you can work on the frenulum for a second, too, like with your tongue. Try it.”
Holy shit! Her lips were snug and she began working on me methodically. I knew I had to save something for the next lesson but I would have been very happy to blast a load down this woman’s throat, skipping right to the last lesson. She was blowing me like a pro. Finally I said, “Okay, stop. Stop Loraine, that is amazing. Let’s take a break for a minute.”
I caught my breath and then said, “Okay, let’s try it again. Say you were on a date and a guy invited you in and you want to make an impression on him. Show me what you’d do.”
She got up and walked around the bed and came up between my legs. Taking my cock in her hand, she looked up into my eyes and touched the tip of her tongue to the underside of my cock. She licked lightly until I could not watch any more. I was moaning and panting. Then I felt her lips surround my cock and proceed down the shaft until she had me down her throat. I could not open my eyes, but I’m sure she had the whole thing. She held that position for a few seconds and then began fucking me with her mouth, up and down on my shaft, devouring me until I literally pushed her head away and shouted, “No, stop, you have to stop.” She came and lay beside me again and I told her she was a wonderful student and I hoped we could have some more lessons in the future.
She thanked me for teaching her, then said, “Well it’s time for Roxy to learn.” There was no jealousy in her voice. It sounded like she was eager for her friend to learn this valuable lesson, as she had.
“Yes,” I said, “Roxy’s turn. Can you go send her in? You were an A student, by the way, that was wonderful.”
Loraine gave me a passionate salty-tasting kiss, with tongue this time, and a hug, and she hopped up, pulled her clothes on, and hurried out the door, calling Roxy.
I lay on my back, panting. I was appreciating my crazy wife more than anything. I always knew she was adventurous but she was also traditional in so many ways, she would not risk her marriage. I never would have imagined this.
Roxy came in with a wine glass in her hand. She paused in the doorway, then pulled the door shut.
“How was it?” she asked me. “Did Loraine learn something?”
“I’d say she did,” I said. “So tell me, is this true, you don’t know how to give a blow job?”
“Yeah,” she said.
“That surprises me,” I said.
“Well people assume things,” she said.
“Okay, well I think it is best if you took your clothes off.”
Roxy said, “You don’t want to see my fat body.”
“Yes, I do,” I said. She looked uncomfortable but kept going.
When she kicked off her panties I said, “Okay, turn around, let me have a look.” She looked at the floor and slowly turned in a circle. She had beautiful big breasts and a charming tuft of untrimmed pubic hair. She was slightly heavy in a way I have always loved, her ass was full and round and her arms and legs had some meat on them but she was not gross and droopy.
“You have a beautiful body,” I said.
At that moment I did not care about blow-job lessons. I began licking her pussy, leaning over her, and after a couple of minutes, like in the closet, she came.
“Are we supposed to be doing that?” she asked, once she caught her breath.
“We can do whatever we want,” I said. “Okay, let’s see what happens when you give somebody a blow job.”
“Okay” she said. She stroked my hard-on and then lowered her head to it. She began slurping it vigorously, bobbing up and down, jerking me off with her hand, licking up and down.
I let her go for half a minute, then said, “Okay, let’s stop.” She looked surprised. “It’s not a race,” I said, “This is something you want to do nice and slow, you want to drag it out, make it last. In the end, you want to make me cum,” I said. “And in the end I will want you to swallow my load. Have you ever done that?”
“No,” she said.
“"Let’s work on this,” I said. “When I cum, a big load of goo is going to squirt out of me. You could think it is disgusting slime, or you could treat it as a delicacy. If you are going to give a good blow job then you are going to gobble that stuff down like it was the tastiest candy on the planet. Some women love it. If you don’t love it, you can pretend.”
“Sure, I can do that.”
“But we’re probably not going to get to that point today. I just mean, when you’re doing this for real. For now, let’s practice taking it slow. Come here, show me what you would do.”
My cock was hard as a rock. Roxy took it in her hand and said, “It looks like you are kind of squirting already.”
“No, not squirting,” I said, “Just oozing a little. That stuff is kind of a lubricant. Look,” and I touched it with my finger, drawing away a long strand of fluid. “Taste it,” I said. She gave me a look. “It’s different from a load of cum,” I said, “But it will get you started.”
Roxy did not look like she wanted to taste it, but she brought my fingertip to her mouth and licked. “Huh,” she said, “That’s not really bad.”
She bent her head down and flicked her tongue over the tip of my hard-on. “Let’s work on going slow, licking the tip. Sometimes that part is extremely sensitive though. And sometimes it is amazing. Do it again.”
She licked lightly, I think she was trying to get more of a taste of my precum. Which is a worthy goal. “That feels good,” I said. “Now let me show you the next thing, which will drive a guy crazy.” And I taught her to lick the frenulum. She wanted to attack it with gusto, and I had her slow down, using just the tip of her tongue to lick upward on the point where the head of my cock joins the shaft. Barely touching me, light as she could.
“If you kept doing that you would make me cum,” I said. “And if I started cumming, what would you do?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “I guess I’d get out of the way!” She laughed.
“Okay, well we have some stuff to learn here,” I said, “Do you know anything about deep throating?”
“I actually saw the movie once,” she said. “I could never do that!”
“Well, look at me,” I said. “The guy in that movie was huge, I just have a normal penis. Let’s see if you can deep throat me.”
“I don’t know what to do,” she said.
“Well let’s just see how much of it you can get into your mouth,” I suggested. “Just out of curiosity.”
“Oh, I want to. Don’t you think this is weird?”
“Yeah, definitely. I guess this was Marlene’s idea.”
“I have always felt bad because I don’t know what to do.”
“Okay, let me show you then,” I said. “One thing that every man is going to like is if you can deep-throat him.”
“People really do that?”
“If the guy is lucky, yes. It is considered showing-off but a lot of girls can do it.”
“Okay,” she said. “Let me try.”
She leaned over me and took the head of my cock into her mouth. “That feels good,” I said, and her eyes turned toward mine. She worked her lips farther down on my shaft, holding my gaze with her dark eyes.
“Oh my,” I said. I kept my eyes open to watch as she swallowed my entire cock and buried her nose in my pubic hair. She held it there for a few seconds, then came up gasping for air.
“Wow,” I said. “That is unbelievable. You are going to be a great blow-job-giver.”
She smiled. “I didn’t know if I could do that.” She had my cock in her hand.
“Well you seem to have an advantage,” I said, “Being able to open your throat like that. But the basic thing you want to do is to fuck me with your mouth. It won’t be hard for you. Okay, get up and come over like you’re just coming in the door, like we had just come in from a date or something.”
Roxy obediently got up and walked to the door and turned around. “You know what I’d do if I were you,” I said, impulsively. "I’d start by fucking the guy with those tits. Roxy, you are blessed in that department. You can give a guy an experience he will never forget. Come here.” She climbed onto the bed. “Now lean over me and get my dick between your breasts.” She got on her hands and knees and shifted so that her beautiful breasts hung on either side of my hard cock. “Most girls can’t do this,” I said. “Here, take your hand and squeeze them together a little.“
She squeezed her big boobs together and I began thrusting my hips. The head of my cock appeared rhythmically, peeking out from between those pillows. "Can you reach that with your mouth?” I asked her.
“Let me see.” She pulled her breasts forward and scooted her body down a little, and yes, she was able to suck my cock while she fucked me with her tits.
“Oh my god,” I said, “I am not going to be able to take much of that.”
“You like that, huh,” she said. "I never would have thought of this.”
“You are going to have to stop pretty soon,” I said.
“Okay,” she said, rolling off me. She seemed happy now. “But I don’t think that’s actually a blow job.” She lay beside me, stroking my cock absent-mindedly.
“Well, start by taking the head of it in your mouth,” I said. “Start nice and easy.” She looked at me. “Go ahead, try it.”
“Okay, I guess I will get down here,” she said, and she lay between my legs with my cock in her hands. She lowered her face to it and circled the head with her lips. She began to suck and I stopped her.
“Now go as slow as you can,” I said. “Look at it this way, think of it as teasing. Figure I’m a guy, I want to shoot my load, and you are going to make sure I don’t, for as long as you can put it off. You want to get me to the edge and keep me there. Just tease me mercilessly. You can do that.” I knew Roxy well enough to know that she liked to tease. “Now, fuck me with your mouth,” I said after a minute of this. “Just go down about halfway, and back up.” When she started I said, “Slowly. Tease me. Try to make me not cum.” I heard her chuckle with her mouth full. She went very slowly, taking me halfway into her mouth and working her lips slowly back to the tip. A pause, then back down. On about the fourth or fifth stroke she went down and didn’t stop, lowering her face until she had her lips around the base of my cock. Then she slowly fucked that bottom inch, moving her head up and down until she needed a breath.
“Oh my god, oh my god,” I was moaning. “That is unbelievable. Oh my god.” My eyes were closed. She went back to fucking my middle length with her lips. “Okay, okay,” I moaned, “I think you have learned.”
“Aw,” she laughed, “I was just getting started.” She scooted up and caught my hard-on between her tits. Holding them together like an expert she began moving against me, and brought her mouth down to suck the head of my cock.
“Nope. You’re going to make me cum.” I scooted up in the bed, out of her reach. We were both laughing happily. “That’s enough, that’s your lesson. Now your homework is to go home with some lucky guy and practice what you’ve learned. And don’t forget to swallow his load.” Roxy’s eyes were shining.
“Oh, okay,” she said.
“I guess we should get dressed and join the others,” I said, sadly.
“Well I should,” Roxy said. My head fell back onto the pillows and my eyes shut.
She dressed quickly and left the room while I lay there trying to recover. Soon I heard Marlene calling me, “Jacob? Jacob? Come on out here. We have all seen you naked. We all need to decide something, now.”
My poor cock was dripping precum like a bad faucet. I got out of bed and went to the bedroom door, my hard-on bouncing in front of me.
Marlene was smiling, on the brink of laughter. “Looks like you’ve been enjoying yourself,” she said.
“I am trying to be a good teacher,” I said.
“You’re a great teacher,” Loraine said. “Absolutely the best,” Roxy added.
Marlene said, “But now we’ve got a problem. It’s not a bad problem. It’s a good problem.”
“Oh, good,” I said.
“The problem is that we don’t want to leave you like this.” She looked significantly at my oozing cock. “We ought to finish you off.”
“Jacob,“ Loraine said, "You know how you told me I should swallow the guy’s cum?”
Roxy was smiling. “He told me that, too.”
“But we didn’t get to practice that,” Loraine complained.
“And so there’s the problem.” Marlene insisted. “These ladies need to learn how to swallow a big load of spunk. But they obviously can’t both do it, only one of them. I’ll get my chance tomorrow, and the next day, and the next. But I don’t know how to make this fair. We do need to finish the poor boy off, and one of you girls will get to finish your lesson, but the other one won’t.”
“I have an idea,” Loraine said. “What if Roxy and I each take seven minutes with him, taking turns? We can spin the bottle to see who starts, and go from there.”
“Good idea,” Marlene said, “Jacob, why don’t you go in there and get comfortable. These two will spin the bottle, I’ll make sure it’s fair, and we can get these lessons finished for the day.”
I liked that “for the day” on the end. It implied that there might be other days.
I brought my wine to the bedroom, set it on the bed-table, and fluffed up some pillows to make myself comfortable. The door opened and Roxy came in. “I won,” she said, leaving the door open a crack. She walked to the bed and looked down at me, lying naked there. She was out of her clothes in an instant.
Roxie had learned well. She sat beside me, gently stroking my cock with her fingers, and then leaned over to tit-fuck me for a minute or so. As the head of my cock appeared from the crevice of her breasts she touched it with her tongue, and soon was engulfing me with her mouth, sucking with ferocious tenderness. I hoped she would win, and helped her out by pumping my hips slightly, fucking her sexy Italian lips. I could feel her big breasts against my thighs as she fucked me with her mouth. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the reality that this amazing game was going to end soon. I sort of hoped the other lady, whose name I couldn’t think of at the moment, would get a chance too but I was immersed in the present.
We heard the alarm ding in the living room, and Marlene hollered, “Time!” Roxy giggled. She said, “Oh darn, I thought I was going to win this game.”
“You came close,” I said.
She scooped up her clothes and held them in front of her. She went to the door and stuck her head out and said, “I don’t have any clothes on. Is that okay?” I heard laughter and “Of course it’s okay. We have both seen you at the pool a million times.”
Next thing I knew, Loraine was standing beside the bed, looking down at me. She undressed and set her clothes neatly on the chair. “So what do I do,” she asked.
"As I understand it,” I said, “You have seven minutes to suck me off and try to get me to cum.”
“Yeah,” she said, “Okay.” And she lowered her lips to my penis.
“The lesson is, when I cum, you are going to swallow it,” I said. “If I cum.”
“I’ll see if I can do that,” Loraine said. She lay between my legs with my penis between her lips and began applying her newly-acquired cocksucking skills. She began by teasing me with her tongue, flicking the underside of my shaft, licking lightly. She held my cock between her fingers and worked on me like I was a popsicle. After a minute or so of this, she opened her mouth and went down on my shaft, taking more and more until her lips nearly made contact with my belly. She quickly lifted her head and took a deep breath. “I almost did it,” she said. I could not speak.
She lowered her head and took most of my length into her throat and then began earnestly fucking me with her mouth. It was the finest sensation imaginable, her snug lips slipping up and down my shaft, her tongue sometimes doing something to me inside her mouth, occasionally she took an extra-long swallow and tried to deep-throat me. Good enough. I felt the liquids inside my hips beginning to boil in preparation for shooting a load, and I placed my hand on the back of her head as she worked on me. And then we heard the alarm, and Marlene calling, “Okay, time’s up.” I thought I heard them laughing in the living room.
Loraine lifted her head. “Darn it,” she said. “I thought I was going to do it.”
Loraine picked up her clothes and went to the door. “I’m naked,” she said to the other women. “Should I get dressed?” I heard laughter and voices, and Loraine went out to the living room, and I heard wine-glasses clinking.
In a second the door opened and Roxy stepped into the bedroom. She was holding Loraine’s hand, towing her behind. “We decided to share instead of taking turns,” Roxy said. They came and sat on either side of the bed.
Marlene came to the door and said, “I gotta see this.” She sat on the stuffed chair where Loraine’s clothes had been a few minutes before. I was not sure what the protocol was for a guy getting a blow-job from two women with his wife sitting there watching. I said, “Well, Marlene, it seems unfair, you are the only one here with clothes on. I think the audience should be naked too, don’t you?”
She kicked off her clothes and even after all these years I was in awe of her body. Her breasts were heavy and her nipples were hard, her tummy was flat and her ass was magnificent. She tossed her clothes on top of her dresser and sat down and said in an imperial tone, “Proceed. I want to see someone swallow this poor man’s load.”
Roxy and Loraine looked at one another and reached for my aching cock with their hands. I don’t know how they coordinated it but they began pumping me, fingers at the base of my cock and fingers tickling the head of it. I leaned back on the pillows and closed my eyes. “That is amazing,” I said. Sometimes it’s the only thing to say.
I felt someone’s hair trailing over my thigh, and lips encircling me, fucking me, while fingers continued to tease. I could not open my eyes but felt them switch, the other one sucking me now, fingers fluttering over my balls and shaft. This was ridiculous. Everyone in the room was breathing heavily, nobody was talking. I turned my head and opened my eyes a slit and could see that Marlene had her hand between her legs and was playing with herself, watching intently. My eyes closed again.
I felt two tongues licking my shaft, one on each side, sweeping up and down together, licking and teasing when they got to the tip. Now and then a mouth would suck me, and then both of them licking, then sucking. Someone had the clever idea of licking my balls and I confirmed that that was all right with me.
“Let me try something,” Roxy said, and she scooted over me and took my cock between her breasts. She moved forward and back, fucking me with those wonderful pillows, and said to Loraine, “Suck him when it pokes out.” So I lay there fucking Roxy’s tits while Loraine managed to get her face between us and sucked me through most of the stroke.
I was doing all right until I heard Marlene start to cum. I know what she sounds like, and she was trying to be quiet, but I knew what was happening, and I shouted, “I am going to cum!”
“Okay,” Roxy said, sitting up so her breasts came up off me. “Get it Loraine.”
Loraine doubled down, sucking me deeply, and I began to erupt in her mouth. I was making animal noises, my whole body convulsing, as Loraine dutifully sucked up every drop. She moved slowly, gently, letting me spurt hard Then I fell back, limp, dead.
I heard Roxy say, “Does it taste okay?” I heard Loraine sort of gurgle in response. Roxy said, “Wow, that’s awesome. Loraine, would it be too weird to ask you to kiss some of that into my mouth, so I can at least see what it’s like?”
Here, I had to open my eyes. Loraine placed her hand on the back of Roxy’s head and pulled her in, leaning over my body, for a long, languid open-mouthed kiss. Some cum dripped down their chins as Loraine passed my juices to her friend. Roxy’s tongue dug into Loraine’s mouth, searching for drops of my cum. They held this position for a long time, and I heard Marlene grunt again on the chair across the room with a little giggle afterward.
The kiss ended and Roxy said, “Hey that isn’t bad, it has a sort of nice taste.”
“A little salty, like they say,” Loraine said, smacking her lips.
Both of them lay beside me, one on each arm, and we caught our breath. My mind was cloudy, happy, satisfied, and at that moment I loved my wife and her two friends more than anything. I might have dozed, I don’t know, nobody moved, and then Marlene said, “Okay girls, it’s nice that you could borrow my husband but I need to get him back.” Everybody laughed and the three women stood up and began dressing. Marlene said, “I know there is more to learn. I have the feeling we will be continuing these lessons in the future, if you all don’t mind. Jacob, would that be okay with you if my friends use you as a practice dummy sometimes?”
I said, “I’ll be any kind of dummy you want.”
Everyone laughed and we went back to the living room. The women would not let me get dressed. There was a lot of playful touching and teasing but nothing serious after that.
By TheDoctah for Literotica