was smiling. She let me fuck the last few shudders of my orgasm out and into her, before she started pushing me away. I was sad to leave her warm tightness, but happy about where she wanted me to go.
She pushed her fingers against her clit and set them spinning as I crawled down her body. Lowering my face between her thighs, I spread her lips a little. They were nowhere near as raw as they'd been when Will fucked her.
She moaned as I did it, her hand moving faster on her nub.
Everything down there was sex. The smell of my own musk, deep inside her soaked cunt. I saw a tiny trickle of the white liquid she wanted me to get out of her trickle out.
"Oh Charlie, please? Will you?"
I pressed my lips to her sex. It tasted the way it smelled, thick and heady. Spreading her a little wider, I started to suck.
As soon as I did, she started moaning. Her fingers were frantic above my head as I pushed my tongue into her still tight cunt. I pressed through the tangy taste of her walls until I felt the thick liquid I'd spilled inside her. I fucked my tongue in and out of her a few times, knowing she'd like that.
She did. She screamed her pleasure and her hand raced to finish and make her come.
"Oh fuck, now Charlie!" she squealed, craning her neck to watch me do do the deed between her lips. She tilted her hips towards me, angling her pussy so it could flow out more easily. I was getting hard again, just thinking how hot this was making her.
I closed my eyes and let my own cum touch my tongue before I helped it into my mouth with a slurp.
As soon as she heard the sloppy sound of me cleaning her out, her orgasm exploded. Her thighs started thrashing around me. Her torso was twisting on the bed. Her fingers flailed at her clit, draining her body of every last drop of pleasure the way I'd drained her pussy.
I held it in my mouth for a second. It was the strangest taste that made my mouth burn a little. I wondered if Will's would taste the same, if I ever got a chance to try. With Angie watching me, I pushed myself up on my elbows to make sure she got a good view, then swallowed my own load.
It made her tense into another little climax, watching me do that. There was something so hot about making her that turned on.
As we drifted off to sleep, I put an arm around her and she turned towards me.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you too," I whispered back. We'd been together a long time but I don't think we'd ever said it to each other like that, with so much feeling.
"You want to try for real tomorrow?" she asked, biting her lip.
I wasn't sure exactly what that meant, but it didn't matter. Whatever she wanted to do, I did, too. I just wanted us to always feel like this.
Chapter 18
Trying for real, as she'd put it, meant going back to Will's place the next night. The boys were there, looking just as comfortable as they had been the night before.
There seemed to be no hard feelings about the fact that we'd left the night before. Malik even made a joke about being sure we'd had a pretty good time without them. Everyone had a laugh over drinks and it calmed a nagging fear I'd been carrying around, that these guys were dicks, just out to make me a cuckold.
"So, you guys do this a lot?" I asked when a lull came in the conversation. I kind of meant it as a joke, thinking they'd all start to crack up again. None of them did, though.
"You know, every now an again," Will answered, completely earnest.
I didn't know if they were fucking with me. I looked over at Angie. She seemed just as surprised by his answer as I'd been.
"Wait," she said, sitting up and onto the edge of the couch. "You mean you guys have orgies all the time? Or you just spend your free time screwing other guys wives?" She had the boss back in her tone.
Will looked a little scared. "I mean, it's not every night, just, like, here and there, you know?" he explained.
"They're not orgies, right?" Malik spoke up from across the room.
Angie looked even more puzzled.
She pushed her fingers against her clit and set them spinning as I crawled down her body. Lowering my face between her thighs, I spread her lips a little. They were nowhere near as raw as they'd been when Will fucked her.
She moaned as I did it, her hand moving faster on her nub.
Everything down there was sex. The smell of my own musk, deep inside her soaked cunt. I saw a tiny trickle of the white liquid she wanted me to get out of her trickle out.
"Oh Charlie, please? Will you?"
I pressed my lips to her sex. It tasted the way it smelled, thick and heady. Spreading her a little wider, I started to suck.
As soon as I did, she started moaning. Her fingers were frantic above my head as I pushed my tongue into her still tight cunt. I pressed through the tangy taste of her walls until I felt the thick liquid I'd spilled inside her. I fucked my tongue in and out of her a few times, knowing she'd like that.
She did. She screamed her pleasure and her hand raced to finish and make her come.
"Oh fuck, now Charlie!" she squealed, craning her neck to watch me do do the deed between her lips. She tilted her hips towards me, angling her pussy so it could flow out more easily. I was getting hard again, just thinking how hot this was making her.
I closed my eyes and let my own cum touch my tongue before I helped it into my mouth with a slurp.
As soon as she heard the sloppy sound of me cleaning her out, her orgasm exploded. Her thighs started thrashing around me. Her torso was twisting on the bed. Her fingers flailed at her clit, draining her body of every last drop of pleasure the way I'd drained her pussy.
I held it in my mouth for a second. It was the strangest taste that made my mouth burn a little. I wondered if Will's would taste the same, if I ever got a chance to try. With Angie watching me, I pushed myself up on my elbows to make sure she got a good view, then swallowed my own load.
It made her tense into another little climax, watching me do that. There was something so hot about making her that turned on.
As we drifted off to sleep, I put an arm around her and she turned towards me.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you too," I whispered back. We'd been together a long time but I don't think we'd ever said it to each other like that, with so much feeling.
"You want to try for real tomorrow?" she asked, biting her lip.
I wasn't sure exactly what that meant, but it didn't matter. Whatever she wanted to do, I did, too. I just wanted us to always feel like this.
Chapter 18
Trying for real, as she'd put it, meant going back to Will's place the next night. The boys were there, looking just as comfortable as they had been the night before.
There seemed to be no hard feelings about the fact that we'd left the night before. Malik even made a joke about being sure we'd had a pretty good time without them. Everyone had a laugh over drinks and it calmed a nagging fear I'd been carrying around, that these guys were dicks, just out to make me a cuckold.
"So, you guys do this a lot?" I asked when a lull came in the conversation. I kind of meant it as a joke, thinking they'd all start to crack up again. None of them did, though.
"You know, every now an again," Will answered, completely earnest.
I didn't know if they were fucking with me. I looked over at Angie. She seemed just as surprised by his answer as I'd been.
"Wait," she said, sitting up and onto the edge of the couch. "You mean you guys have orgies all the time? Or you just spend your free time screwing other guys wives?" She had the boss back in her tone.
Will looked a little scared. "I mean, it's not every night, just, like, here and there, you know?" he explained.
"They're not orgies, right?" Malik spoke up from across the room.
Angie looked even more puzzled.
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