Nutella in her first lesbian threesome

The Hunger Ch. 01
Oh my gosh I can t believe I m doing this I thought as another flash of excitement flashed through my body. I had never been so excited… and so nervous in my entire life.

I was driving to meet a couple for a weekend of pure unadulterated sex. It was to be a weekend of sexual exploration mainly for me. Let me back up and explain how I had gotten to this point.

First let me tell you a little about myself. I m Kim a 32 year old successful career woman meaning I am single. Its not that I don t have a social life but I had just never found Mr. Right that lit the fire within me. I m a petite 4 11 98 lbs. 32B-22-32 size 0. I have long straight dark hair that reaches the middle of my back and large brown expressive eyes. I ve never thought of myself as beautiful but I admit that I don t have any problem attracting the attention of men or a few women for that matter. My body is extremely fit from my habit of almost daily aerobics and swimming workouts.

Overall I d have to say that I am very happy with my life. My career is progressing well. As a matter of fact I just got a major promotion. I have an active social life and don t lack for friends both male and female. I have no problem meeting men and while I don t date a lot I m able to meet enough men to keep my social schedule as full as I like. I ve had more than a few lovers over the years.

So you may ask where s the problem? Well… to be honest the problem lies in the fact that my sex life is boring. It s just my fantasy life is far more exciting than the reality of what is taking place between my sheets. It s not that I don t find the partners that have shared a bed with me satisfying. I usually cum easily and frequently with most of the men I have chosen to have sex with. I ve had my share of long term relationships as well as the occasional one night stand and everything else in between.

The problem is in my fantasy life and the difference between it and the reality of my sex life. The two seem to be at extremes to each other. I have analyzed this dichotomy in my mind many times. I have learned to be honest with myself in this analysis. A large part of the problem is that I tend to be somewhat passive in bed and perhaps the men I have met just weren t able to bring out the sexual tigress that is bottled up inside me. Perhaps I thought my petite size made my lovers feel that I was somewhat delicate while I felt an increasing need for sex on the rough side. It also seemed that most of the men I met seemed to follow a sort of sexual script that was more than a little on the vanilla-ish. A little making out a little oral foreplay and then followed by a session of fucking in the missionary position. I almost felt like I was caught in the doldrums of married sex as described by my married girlfriends. Perhaps and most importantly I am able to admit to myself that I am more than a little inadequate when it comes communicating my sexual desires to lovers.

My fantasies on the other hand were filled with images of hot passionate extended sex that left me exhausted and satisfied in way I could only dream of. I admit that reading erotic stories online had had a huge impact on my fantasies. I have found that my consumption of online erotica had grown over the years. Not only had the volume grown but what I considered my favorite topics had changed as well. I found myself being increasingly drawn to more extreme and edgy topics. As time has gone on my bookmark folders began to fill with group anal lesbian and even BDSM stories. To a large extent my bookmarks were a mirror image of my fantasy life.

Increasingly I found myself becoming attracted to other women. I caught myself checking out other women in public with a growing appreciation for the female form. While surfing the net I would catch myself staring intently at porn sites especially those dedicated to lesbian sex. My masturbatory orgasms were often accompanied by fantasies of lesbian or bisexual encounters.

The result of these changes in my sexuality was what I have come to call the hunger. I wasn t sure what I wanted but I wanted more… more sex more new experiences more exploration. The hunger had become the driving force in my personal life. I had myself becoming less interested in dating more reclusive and spending more time on the net surfing porn and erotica sites.

It was during one of these online sessions that I found myself on a swinger contact website. On a whim I signed up for a membership and filled out a profile including a swim suit picture of myself. I was somewhat amazed at the volume of emails I received when I checked the website a few days later. I felt a thrill when I logged on and saw the indication on the home page that I had mail waiting. There were a total of 23 emails in the inbox. The thrill was quickly muted when I started reading the emails and the associated profiles. Most were from single or married men that I generally labeled as HNGs – horny net geeks. I m not sure what I was looking for but these guys weren t it. I wasn t interested in a one night stand with some guy that was only looking for an easy fuck.

There were a few emails from couples and I had to stop and consider whether I was interested in a couple. I quickly came to the conclusion that it was a possibility I was open to. I saved the emails from couples for last. After I rejected and deleted all of emails from men I turned to the couple s emails.

I considered a few but I found one reason or another to reject them as well. Some were from obvious newbies to the swinging lifestyle. Others seemed to be from the male partner that was more interested in fulfilling his own fantasies than the desires of his partner. Some were just not physically attractive to me. I got to the final email and opened it. My optimism was at a low point. The email was obviously from the female partner which I found refreshing. She Sharon was her name seemed genuine and for some reason I liked what she said. I opened their profile and my interest grew.

I was inspected their pictures especially their nudes and found myself physically attracted to both of them. They were lived in a nearby city. I read the details of their profile. She was bisexual and he straight… so far so good. The essay part of their profile was eloquent and well stated. They were obviously a committed couple that was looking for more in their lives than a monogamous relationship could offer. I could certainly understand that. Their sexual interests and experiences closely matched my own. I quickly fired off a response to their email and included my private email and yahoo chat address.

Later that evening my yahoo chat lit up with a message from someone I didn t recognize. I quickly found it was Sharon. We had a nice chat and I found that I liked her more and more. She seemed to be everything I had thought based on her initial email. It was late when we said our goodnights but we agreed to meet online the following night for another chat.

Over the following week we talked almost every night. We shared a few phone conversations as well during which I also talked to her husband. My interest and attraction to them and especially Sharon grew as time went on. I found myself growing aroused and anticipating the time we agreed to meet online. Over time I grew to become more comfortable with Sharon and this allowed me to open up to her. Our conversations included our sexual experiences likes dislikes interests and fantasies. She shared the details of a few of their swinging experiences and I always found myself aroused by them and often masturbating in my bed afterwards while imagining myself in the scenarios she had just described.

From the beginning Sharon had emphasized that they were happy to take things at my own pace. I was growing more anxious to finally meet them and hopefully play. After conversing with Sharon and Jim for about a week and half I brought it up. She seemed very happy that I was ready to meet them. We compared schedules and agreed on a weekend 10 days later. They live about an hour s drive away and I would travel to them. The plan was for us to meet for dinner and if anyone was agreed we would go to their home. I was happy about that since it would give me an out in the event that our chemistry in person what I felt online and on the phone. I didn t think that was likely but was relieved that they gave me an opportunity to do so.

My thoughts in and out of bed were filled with images of the upcoming weekend. It was an exciting and frustrating week and half for me. I often found myself sitting in front of the computer staring at the pictures on their profile or some others that Sharon had emailed me with my fingers buried in my panties. Bedtime was even worse. I usually masturbated myself to sleep fantasizing about Jim s cock filling one or more of my orifices or my face buried in Sharon s pussy or more likely a combination of both.

My hunger had increased to an almost unbearable level. The batteries on my trusty vibrator had to be replaced a few times. In addition the tempo of my chats with Sharon picked up. The topics were increasingly heated. We found ourselves rushing through the obligatory social parts of the early part of our chats to get to the more explicit parts of our conversation.

I spent the better part of the weekend before our scheduled meeting shopping for the perfect dress accessories and lingerie. My strategy was simply to dress to impress as well to make a statement about myself as a sexual person. I wanted to make a good impression as well as feel good about myself when we met. Sharon and I had even done some online window shopping at a few of her favorite lingerie websites. Because of this I had a good idea of what she liked and found attractive. A few comments she had made about Jim s preferences especially about his tastes in lingerie had helped in that regard as well.

So… there I was on the way to a weekend of lust passion and fantasy fulfillment. I took the day off from work and spent most of the mourning primping and getting ready. I shaved my pubes and now had a narrow landing strip adorning my pussy. I had applied my makeup a little more heavily than normal going for more of a sultry sexy look rather than the wholesome or professional look I normally tried to display. I love the way that my silk G-string caressed my crotch. The softness of the fabric wasn t the only thing I felt down there. My pussy was already leaking and my labia were swollen. If that wasn t enough I could feel my rock hard nipples pressing against the thin silk of the matching bra I was wearing. I could also feel the caress of the lace top stockings as I moved my legs. The straps of the lace garter belt that they were attached to pressed into the cheeks of my ass. On top of it all I wore a short black silk wraparound dress that promised accessibility. I had also bought a pair of 4 inch fuck me pumps.

I had gone for a look of raw but sophisticated sensuality. I was happy with the way it had all come together but more importantly I was turned on by the way it made me feel about myself. I had never blatantly expressed my sexuality as I was now doing. I decided that it was something I would do again. It was if my outward appearance was a catalyst for my own feeling about my sexuality. I felt freer of the inhibitions that had suppressed my sexuality for so long. I giggled to myself as the term sexual epiphany went through my mind.

I struggled to concentrate on the traffic and my driving as these thoughts went through my head. My reflections on my own sexuality were not the only things filling my brain. Images of the upcoming events also swirled through my mind. I tried to analyze my attitude and emotions towards what I was about to experience. The excitement I felt as evidenced by my pussy and nipples was more than tangible. Was I nervous? Yes but not in a scared sort of way. I was more anxious about living up to the expectations of my new lovers. The element of newness and exploring the unknown contributed to it as well.

Before I knew it I was looking for my exit and following the directions I had printed out to the restaurant. My anxiety and excitement grew as I got closer to my destination. Only moments after exiting the freeway I was pulling into the parking lot of the restaurant. I checked the car s clock and saw that I was 10 minutes early. I took a few minutes to check my hair and touch up my makeup. I gathered myself for a minute trying to calm my wildly beating heart.

I slid my nylon covered legs from the car and straightened my dress smoothing out the wrinkles. Unaccustomed to wearing heels that high I teetered inside the restaurant and quickly found the ladies room needing to relieve the pressure in my bladder after my drive. As I sat on the toilet I was glad I had the presence of mind to put my thong on over the garter belt so that I didn t have to unhook my stockings. As I patted myself dry I chuckled as I noted that I was damp with more fluids than those produced by my trip to the bathroom.

I once again checked my hair and makeup and straightened my dress. Pleased with my appearance I went to find my potential new lovers. I spotted them seconds after entering the restaurant s bar. I was happy to note that they looked very much like their pictures.

Jim rose when I approached their table. He gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and then held my chair for me. I sat down and Sharon leaned over and kissed me as well. Her kiss was on the lips but because we were in public it was just a quick peck. After the obligatory greetings we ordered a drink and Jim went to check on a table.

I m happy to say that you look better in person than your pictures on your profile Sharon said.

Yea I was thinking the same thing about the two of you I replied smiling.

We ve been really looking forward to meeting you she said.

I ve been pretty excited about meeting you as well but I have to admit I am more than a little nervous. This is pretty new to me.

That s OK sweetie I remember my first time and I was very nervous. I ve been there. Just try to relax and remember there is no pressure. If all we do is meet and get to know one another tonight that will be fine with us. We don t go into one of these meeting with any preconceived commitments. If you aren t up to playing tonight that s fine. We ll just consider it an enjoyable evening spent with a lovely new friend she said smiling radiantly at me.

I sat quietly for a minute reflecting on what Sharon had said while taking a good look at her. She is a gorgeous woman. Just a little taller than me perhaps about 5 1 about 105 pounds medium length blond hair blue eyes. Her breasts are her most noticeable feature. I thought they might be a large C cup but on her slight frame they looked larger. Sharon simply oozes sexuality in a sensual yet sophisticated way.

I admit that I do feel somewhat relieved that you and Jim have that attitude I replied hoping that I didn t come off as some sort of little nervous Nelly that was ready to bolt for the door at any moment. I am looking forward to getting to know you and Jim better I stated trying to give her a big smile that was designed to help relieve some of Sharon s own reservations about me.

I m sure we ll grow to be wonderful friends she said returning my smile. I have a sort of radar. Jim calls it swinger radar. I seem to have a 6th sense about people and right now it tells me everything is going to work out just fine she said in her subtle but clearly noticeable Texas twang.

I chuckled and said I m glad to hear that.

Jim returned to the table at that point and said that our table was ready. I checked him out as he approached the table. He is a tall lean man obviously fit about 6 feet tall 200 lbs. with a touch of salt and pepper hair. He looked as if he may have been an athlete at one point in his life but had retained the angular muscularity over the years. He exuded a certain sense of masculine confidence that I had always found attractive in a man. Jim offered us both an arm and escorted us to the hostess stand and then to our table.

Dinner was a pleasant blur. I was noticeably more relaxed as I got to know this couple better. The conversation was witty and intelligent and helped along by a steady flow of wine. There was a definite sexual undertone to the conversation without being blatant. It was if my two dinner companions were trying to tease me but at the same time it seemed as if it was just part of who they are. Their sexuality seemed to be such an integral part of their personalities that it simply interjected itself into every part of their outward personas when they are able to let their hair down and be themselves. Overall I was impressed with them and found myself becoming more attracted to them as the evening progressed.

Finally after splitting a dessert accompanied by an after dinner coffee Sharon said Jim why don t you take care of the bill and Kim and I will take her car over to the house and get her settled in.

OK that will be fine I ll see you in a few minutes he replied to his wife.

After we left the restaurant and in the privacy of my car Sharon took me by the shoulders and turned me to face her. She said Kim if you would rather sleep alone tonight you have your own room at the house. If on the other hand you would like to join us we would love to share our bed with you.

Sharon I think I would really like that I said smiling. Sharon and I looked deeply into each other s eyes and I saw the passion in hers. She leaned in close to me and our lips met. We shared a very hot but all to brief kiss that left me wanting more.

Our lips parted and she whispered to me Well then shall we be on our way? There will be plenty of time for more of that later she said smiling infectiously.

I certainly hope so I replied as I started the car and we started the short journey to my new friends and soon to be lovers house.

After chatting for a few minutes I was directed to pull up to a gated community. It was definitely different than most gated communities I had been to previously. When I asked Sharon about it she explained that they lived on the grounds of a nudist camp that she and Jim were part owners of. To say that I was a more than a little surprised would be an understatement. After she gave me the gate code she gave me a quick tour as we drove through the camp to the back of the property where their home was located. I was impressed with the facilities. There was an odd mixture of trailers RVs and houses scattered throughout the camp. Their house was on an isolated plot of land on the backside of most of the facilities. It was at least half a mile from the rest of the camp. Sharon explained that while many nudists are also swingers many are not and that they put their home away from the rest of the camp so that they could have privacy and be discrete about their swinging activities while still enjoying the atmosphere that living in a nudist camp provided.

I nodded as she played tour guide and explained about the camp. My mind was whirling with these new developments. I didn t know what to expect when we pulled up at their house but their home was not it. While not a mansion it came pretty close. I pulled up in a circular drive by the front door. As I unloaded my luggage with Sharon s help from the trunk she explained that they had bought the house and the surrounding acreage years ago. They had been members of another nudist camp and had been approached by some friends from the camp about building a new camp on their property. Their other friends had invested the money needed to build the facilities needed to get the camp started.
Sharon escorted me inside their home and if I had been impressed by the exterior the interior took my breath away. The elegance and sophistication of its decoration was mind boggling. Sharon took me to a spare bedroom and told me I could put my bags there.

I don t know what you brought with you but chances are you won t need much of it here she said. I know the camp is an unexpected wrinkle that we didn t tell you about but please understand its clothing optional and you can wear as little or as much as you want while here. No one will force you to go nude. We can stay back here at the house if you like or Jim and I can give you a better tour tomorrow.

I think I d like a tour I said. This is all new for me but then I look at it this way the reason I am here is for new experiences.

Sharon smiled and replied That s one of the reasons I had such a good feeling about you. She took me in her arms and kissed me once again. This kiss was much longer than the one at the restaurant and I felt her tongue against my lips. I opened my lips and felt her tongue begin to explore my mouth. Her lips were so soft and our kiss so different from those I had experienced with male lovers. I felt her larger breasts pressed against my own and found it was a very enjoyable sensation.

Sharon began undressing me slowly. The movements of her fingers were interspersed with kisses of the flesh she exposed as she proceeded. It was a torturous experience. I was so turned on and I could feel my juices flowing. My nipples were rock hard and made good sized indentations in the silk of my bra.

When Sharon had me down to just my lingerie she stood back and looked me over. MMmmm you look so wonderful. I think we are going to have a good time.

I certainly hope so I replied.

Do you want to help me get out of these clothes she asked.

I let my fingers respond for me as I began to unbutton her silk blouse. The leather miniskirt that had only shortly before graced Sharon s hips soon joined the growing pile of clothes near us. I stepped back and took a good look at Sharon. Her breasts looked yummy through the wispy almost not there bra she wore. Her quarter sized areolas and eraser shaped nipples could be seen clearly through it. Her stomach was slightly rounded but very tight. She too had worn a lacy garter belt and hose but had dispensed with wearing any panties. The secrets hidden by her trimmed bush mesmerized me. Her legs were tight and looked wonderful atop her heels. Her black hose seemed to be made of silk and were topped by a lacy band high on her thighs. Looking at her seemed to fire the hunger that had come to overwhelm me. This was a woman I wanted one I would hope would teach me the pleasures of female sex and allow me to explore my long dormant desires.

Sharon took me in her arms again and we kissed once again. She apparently felt the same desire that I did if the passion of that kiss was any indication. Her arms reached around me and I felt her free me from my bra. I did likewise and we were quickly adding to the pile of clothing once again. The feel of her naked breasts against mine was a thing of beauty. The sensation of our hard nipples rubbing against each other as we kissed was electric.

I was shaken from my sensual reverie by a masculine voice. I m glad you didn t wait for me.

We both turned to see Jim standing in the door way obviously appreciating the view. Why don t we move to our bedroom it will be much more comfortable he said.

Sharon took my hand and led me down the hall. Their bedroom took me by surprise. It definitely reflected the sexuality of its occupants. Erotic art and nudes covered the walls. In addition there were a few well placed pieces of erotic statuary. And what a bed! It is the largest I have ever seen. It is at least twice as large as a standard king size. It was obviously custom designed for playing with multiple occupants.

After I had taken in the sights of the room Sharon suggested We re ahead of Jim why don t you help me get him out of these clothes?

She started on his shirt leaving his slacks to me. I had always liked unwrapping a new lover s cock with some expectation of things to come and now was no different. He leaned over and we shared a brief kiss before I went to work. Even with me perched atop my heels the difference in our heights required him to bend over for our kiss. I removed his shoes socks and then set to work on his slacks. Finally I drew his briefs down his long lean legs and couldn t help but check out his cock as I did so. His semi-turgid cock was not the longest I have ever seen maybe about 7 Ð’Ð… or 8 inches but it was certainly one of the thickest. It seemed lovely and I couldn t help wrapping my hand around it and giving it a few strokes. My hand barely fit around its girth and I felt him harden a little as a result of my efforts.

Sharon took me by the shoulders and guided me towards the bed saying Let s get comfortable you ll have plenty of time to get more familiar with Jim s equipment in a moment. I don t think you will need these she said as she pulled my thong down. We were both down to just our hose and garter belts and I wondered if I should take those off as well. Since Sharon left hers on I decided to do likewise. I certainly could appreciate how good her ass and legs looked in them and hoped they both felt the same way about me.

Sharon slid her hand over my pussy as I stepped out of my heels before preparing to climb atop their playpen of a bed. Mmmmm someone is just a little bit turned on isn t she?

Yes very turned on. I have been dripping since I left my house I replied.

I think I have a solution for that she said.

With that I found myself being led onto the bed. Sharon positioned herself between my legs and Jim by my head. Jim embraced me and our lips met in a very steamy kiss. I felt Sharon s lips and tongue on the soft flesh of my thighs just above my stockings. I melted into the mattress and gave myself up to the sensations that seemed to be enveloping me.

Sharon s lips and tongue traced a path to my smoldering pussy. Her lips kissed me there like it was my mouth. Her tongue licked lazily up and down the length of my swollen labia. Meanwhile Jim s large hand engulfed my breast and began to softly caress it while our tongue s continued to explore each other. I couldn t help but compare Jim s kisses to the softer more feminine kisses I had shared with Sharon just moments before. He is a great kisser but I could definitely tell I was being kissed by a man. Not that I was complaining. Likewise I languished under Sharon s oral manipulation. This was not the hurried sometimes inept licking I had so often experienced with a male lover. She was taking her time and making love to my pussy with her mouth just the way I had always thought I would do to another woman. Viva la difference I thought to myself.

I gasped into Jim s mouth when I felt Sharon s tongue slide between my labia and dive into my flowing chasm. She seemed to be licking and sucking my juices as they flowed from me. I had always felt somewhat self conscious about how wet I got with other lovers but not her. She seemed to relish in it as if it was a badge of accomplishment. My moans of delight were soon punctuating my kisses with Jim.

Besides I was so enveloped in what was being done to me that I was unable to give much serious thought to such feelings. I was wrapped in the sensuality and passion of the moment as if it was a warm blanket. I was able to simply let go and let it overwhelm me. I found freedom in this in a way that I had rarely experienced before. I let go and let my lovers use me and please me as they saw fit.

Somewhere in this fog of pleasure I recognized that Jim s lips had left my own and I then felt the electric sensation of his tongue on my engorged nipple. His lips soon followed and I felt my nipple taken in by the warm embrace of his mouth. My hands went to his head and I slipped my fingers through his hair pulling him to my breast and encouraging him to suck harder. I have always liked my breasts sucked hard and perhaps played with a little rougher than most women. Jim was following these unspoken cues like a true maestro.

My passion was reaching a plateau and I hung there simply feeling the varied glorious sensations flowing through my body like lightning. I didn t feel the urgency I normally felt during sex. I was comfortable and able to relax and just absorb the experience. I wasn t concerned whether my current lovers would allow me to cum or leave me hanging as was sometimes the case with past lovers.

This languid splendor soon changed when I felt Sharon shift her focus to my clit. Her tongue began to slowly flutter against its exposed head. I felt her fingers slide into my pussy and quickly found my G-spot as well. I recognized that she wanted to make me cum and I welcomed it. I had been suspended on a sub orgasmic plateau for what seemed like forever. Now that she was working on my clit I felt the urge to climax building rapidly. Her efforts were soon rewarded. The alternating sensations of her licking sucking and nibbling on my clit was enough to drive me to the precipice of my long awaited release. These sensations were more then accentuated by the pressure Sharon s two fingers were placing on my G-spot. The final trigger for my orgasm was Jim s teeth sinking into my nipple while his fingers pinched the other one very firmly. The resulting explosion rocked me and my cries of pleasure echoed in the room. I was engulfed in the resulting tsunami of pleasure that flooded my body and mind. Somewhere in the haze of bliss I realized somewhat ashamedly that I had squirted all over Sharon s face

When I returned to the planet earth I looked down at Sharon still kneeling between my thighs. My embarrassment over squirting on her reached a peak and then quickly subsided when I saw the smile on her face. She scooped up a thick layer of juices from her cheeks and transferred it to her mouth and loudly licked it off.

Mmmm yummy! You taste so sweet she said.

I m sorry I soaked you. I don t do that very often. Just when I get really carried away and cum hard I said apologetically.

No need to apologize darling. You can squirt me any time you like. I enjoy it. As a matter of fact I sorta consider it a compliment Sharon replied.

I ll try to keep that in mind I said trying to smile sweetly.

Well don t be so selfish Jim said moving down towards his wife. He ran his tongue from between her breasts where my juices had flowed upwards to her lips with broad swipes of his tongue. You re right she does taste sweet. I ll be looking forward to sampling it directly from the source in the near future he said softly chuckling.

Speaking of sampling I said as I saw Jim s hard cock out of the corner of my eye. His shift in position had brought his cock near my face and I rolled over and took his cock between my lips.

I immediately tasted the salty taste of his pre-cum leaking from his cock. My tongue was very active licking the surface of his cock and tasting his maleness. I moaned deep in my throat as I enjoyed the feeling of his hard cock in my mouth. I slid his cock deeper into my mouth until I felt the mushroom shaped head of his cock against the opening to my throat. I relaxed and swallowed and his cock head passed into my throat as I swallowed him. My oral efforts were rewarded by his groan of surprise as my lips pressed against the base of his cock.

It seems that our new friend is a very talented cock sucker eh Jim I heard Sharon comment.

Uhhhh yea very talented he replied as I began to fuck the length of his cock with my lips tongue mouth and throat. I swirled my tongue on the sensitive underside of his cock as it drove in and out of my mouth. I admit I have always been proud of my oral skills and I felt I needed to show my new lovers that I may be somewhat new to group situations but not to other forms of sexual gratification.

I rolled Jim over so that he was on his back and I was kneeling over his legs without losing his cock. I felt Sharon move around in order to get a better view of the blow job I was delivering to her husband. Do you want him to cum in your mouth? she asked.

Hmm hmmm I replied without breaking stride.

OK just save some for me Sharon said giggling. I could see her smiling out of the corner of my eye.

Sharon reached under Jim s ass and began fingering his ass. This was clearly a hot button for him because his moans increased in volume and quantity and he began thrusting into my mouth a little more frantically then he had before.

He loves when you play with his ass during a blow job Sharon said. I thought this was sorta bizarre being instructed on how to please a man by his wife. In a way it pleased me though. Who better to teach you how to please a new lover then the woman he had slept with for years.

He s getting close do you feel it? she asked. I simply nodded my head in reply not wanting to stop what I was doing. Reach up and pinch his nipples and that will set him off she further instructed.

I did as she asked and Jim groaned in response. I took his hard cock deep in my throat and repeatedly swallowed contracting the muscles around him. That was all it took. His hips rose up attempting the impossible to bury his cock even further in my mouth. I felt it first the contractions as his cock pulsed in my mouth. Sharon slid her finger into Jim s asshole and I assumed that she had begun to massage his prostrate. Jim s resulting eruption was unbelievable. The first blast went down my throat. I backed off and laved the crown of his cock with my tongue while short stroking him with my lips as he unloaded. Several eruptions following it seemed as if he was filling my mouth with his rich salty sperm. It was unbelievable. I had never had a man cum this much with me. I admit I enjoyed it and at the same time derived a certain sense of accomplishment and pride from it.

After he was spent he slumped backwards and I slid his cock out of my mouth. I turned to look at Sharon and she wrapped her arms around me and our lips met in a deep kiss. Her tongue delved deep into mine cleaning up the remnants of her husband s climax. After cleaning me up from tonsils to lips she fell upon the shrinking cock of her husband and managed to clean up what little was left there.

Mmmm I love Jim s cum especially when it s shared like that she said. The only thing I love more is to sample it from a woman s pussy after he has left a deposit there. I love the combinations of flavors after he has really filled a woman up good.

There was certainly enough of it to share I replied.

Yea that s one thing I really like about him especially when I do the prostate thing. He cums like a fountain she said smiling at me and then licking the drop of cum remaining on her lip.

I think someone has been left out I said. I nodded towards Jim laying on the bed in a post-orgasmic daze and said and it looks like he is going to need some time to recover. I guess it s up to little ole me to take care of you by myself.

I don t think that will be too much of a problem. Besides Jim will recover a lot sooner than you think.