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From: "Jim Walters" <shortstuff_23919@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Internet Personals (first M/M oral)
Date: Fri, 24 Aug 2001 21:10:04 -0400
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CHECKING OUT THE PERSONALS

Have you ever checked out the online personals?  I'm not exactly sure why I 
do it, but every once in awhile I look through the ads in a couple of the 
services.  Actually, I guess I do know why I do it.  The truth is that my 
sex life is almost non-existent anymore.  I'm 62 years old and I've been 
married since I was 23.  My wife used to be a really attractive woman who 
absolutely loved sex.  Although she wasn't beautiful in the sense that 
models or many movie stars are beautiful, she had a pretty face and a body 
to die for.  The best thing about her was that she was totally faithful, 
supportive and would fuck or suck at the drop of a hat.  I think her 
openness to sex somehow showed and although she didn't flirt, I always 
noticed that most men who saw her were attracted to her.  She's seven years 
younger than I am.

Like most people, after being married for about ten years, our sex life, 
although very active, began to lose its zing.  I didn't know exactly what it 
was, but there was just something missing.  I talked to my wife about it and 
she admitted that she felt the same way.  Neither of us could come up with 
any reason for it, nor could we figure any way to change it.  Since both of 
us were open to almost anything about sex that didn't involve pain or 
humiliation, we had tried it all.  The bottom line seemed to be that we were 
just to used to each other and the only thing that could put that old zing 
back into sex would be to begin fucking somebody new.

I grew up rather shy around females.  I'm not all that good looking, being 
rather short and stocky.  I'm also very hairy and have a small cock.  I was 
also extremely hurt by rejection.  Therefore, after being married, I never 
strayed.  My wife was only the third woman I had fucked in my entire life.  
Secretly I wanted to fuck many more.  I was highly sexed and couldn't help 
thinking about it whenever I saw a woman who was attractive to me.  Fearing 
rejection and not really knowing how to even talk with them, however, I 
never tried anything.  Even after being married, I secretly desired to know 
more women and wondered what swinging would be like.  That seemed to me to 
be the best thing in the world.  Swingers still had their wives, but got to 
fuck new, strange women all the time.  Thinking about what I would feel to 
watch another guy fuck my wife, I felt that it wouldn't bother me.  In fact, 
I thought that I would enjoy watching that.  I had never mentioned swinging 
to my wife and was actually somewhat ashamed of my feelings.  Now, however, 
I wondered if that's what we needed.  I felt very secure in our love for 
each other and as long as we fucked others together, I couldn't see how it 
would hurt our marriage.  It would still be like something we were sharing, 
even though we not fucking each other.  As long as we were together, it 
would be fun and not mean anything.

I began to wonder if it would be a good idea to talk with my wife about 
swinging.  I truly wasn't sure what her reaction would be, but it seemed to 
be a way to bring back that extra zing to our love life.  So, with much 
apprehension, I broached the subject one day as she was sucking my cock.  To 
my surprise, the idea caused her no alarm whatever.  In fact, she accepted 
the idea like I had suggested going to a movie or something.  We talked a 
bit about how to go about it, and about how we might feel watching each 
other with someone new.  It became apparent to me that both of us were not 
only OK with the idea, but were anxious to try it out.

For the next four or five years, my wife and I were into swinging.  Truly, 
it was extremely enjoyable for both of us.  During the first year we met and 
fucked more than 50 different people.  Of all those people, we began to 
build friendships with about a dozen couples and over the course of time, we 
saw those couples often.  We discovered that once the novelty of fucking 
someone new wore off, we didn't enjoy that as much as we enjoyed fucking 
people who we had gotten to know better and whom we had a real friendship 
with.  Without talking much about it and, perhaps, without even realizing 
what was happening, we began to see fewer and fewer new couples and 
concentrated instead on meeting almost exclusively with those friends we had 
made.

Swinging really was the perfect answer for us.  Sex was truly exciting again 
and never became boring.  Then, we moved.  Suddenly we were living far from 
our old friends.  We didn't know anybody near our new home and AIDS was now 
known about.  We decided that it just wasn't safe to continue swinging since 
we would have to begin meeting with new people all the time.  Although we 
both missed it, we became very busy building our new business, and life went 
on.  Then, about five years ago my wife told me that she just didn't enjoy 
sex anymore.  That she didn't get anything out of it anymore.  She would 
continue to fuck or suck me anytime I wanted her to, but that it would only 
be for my pleasure.  She also told me that if I wanted to find someone else 
to fuck she wouldn't care, as long as it didn't adversely affect our 
marriage.

Well, that was a real blow.  Admittedly, my own sex drive wasn't nearly as 
strong as it had been, but to know that you were having no effect at all on 
a woman you were fucking was a real turn-off for me.  Over the next couple 
of years sex became less and less frequent for us and at the same time.  I 
wouldn't even bother trying to fuck her anymore.  Instead, I began to 
masturbate often and every once in a while I would ask her to suck me off.  
I always loved to have my cock sucked.

Over the past year I began to wonder about finding somebody else to fuck.  
With the advent of the internet and the personal ads to be found there, I 
figured that it shouldn't be too hard to find somebody.  So, I began looking 
at the ads.  After several months, however, I came to some conclusions that 
led me to believe just the opposite.  This was going to be a lot harder than 
I thought it would be.  My wife knew what I was doing and asked me why I 
hadn't found somebody to meet yet.  I told her that I wasn't sure I was ever 
going to be able to find someone.  The ads seemed to break down into a few 
categories.  First, very few women came right out and admitted that they 
were looking for sex.  Of those who did, there seemed to be two categories.  
First, there were those who were married and looking to cheat on their 
husbands.  They wanted sex, but without their husband knowing what they were 
doing.  I didn't want any part of that, and those women seemed to be looking 
for young studs anyway.  The other group, no matter what they said about 
sex, were really looking for a husband.  I certainly wasn't interested in 
that, either.  There was also a third group.  Those were the ones that were 
too good to be true.  Clearly scams of one sort or another.

My wife and I discussed all of this.  I had decided that I didn't want to do 
anything that could be considered cheating on my wife.  I would be perfectly 
open about being married and the fact that my wife knew and approved of my 
activities.  What I was hoping, was that I could find a woman who wanted to 
experience sex, but who also wanted to build a real friendship with both my 
wife and myself.  That just didn't seem like it was going to happen.  One 
day my wife asked me if I had checked out the ads from men.  I told her that 
I had, but the only ads looking for a threesome wanted younger guys with 
huge cocks.  She really surprised me by asking me why I didn't try to find a 
bi guy for a little mutual cocksucking.  It was true that ever since we 
began swinging I was curious about oral sex with another guy.  I never had 
the opportunity to try it, but my wife had bi experiences with a couple of 
women and knew I was at least curious about it.

Thinking about that for a while, I finally decided that it just might be 
fun.  So, I went back to the ads for men looking for men.  God, there were a 
lot of them.  There were many from gay men.  Although I don't have any 
prejudice against gays, I wasn't interested in that.  I have no desire to 
kiss or cuddle with another man, nor do I have any interest in having 
someone shove his cock up my ass.  If anything, I just want to suck and be 
sucked.  Truthfully, I didn't even know if I would enjoy that.  Many ads 
were from men who claimed to be bi.  Most, claimed to be married.  Most also 
seemed to indicate that their wife didn't know what they wanted to do.  
Again, I didn't want to get mixed up with any kind of cheating - defined in 
my mind as having sex of any kind without their wife knowing about it - but 
there were almost no ads from men who weren't married and none from men 
whose wife knew.

I talked with my wife again and she said that although meeting a guy without 
his wife knowing went against everything we believed in, it just might be 
right for him.  Besides, she said, if you meet with a married guy who 
doesn't do this very often, or who has never done it before, it would 
probably be a lot safer in regard to diseases.  With that in mind, I looked 
through the ads again.  I found several ads from men in my general area.  I 
even found one from a man who was about my age.  I decided to respond to his 
ad to find out more about him.  I sent him a very long email telling him 
about myself.  I told him something about who I was, what my life had been 
like, what my sexual experiences had been and what I was looking for.  I 
also told him about the swinging my wife and I had done and that she would 
know.  I told him we could meet at my home and that my wife might be here 
when we met, but would in no way join in.

I got an answer from this man telling me that he was interested in meeting.  
He described himself and said that he had only done this one other time, 
many years ago.  He emphasized that fact that he needed to keep it from his 
wife and family, so agreed that we should meet at my home.  He was living 
about fifteen minutes away and was generally able to get away Saturday 
afternoons.  He asked if I wanted to get together the following Saturday.  I 
agreed and we made the arrangements.

My wife could tell that I was excited, but at the same time a little 
tentative about meeting with another man.  She assured me that it might be 
hard the first time, but she felt that I would really enjoy it if I could 
get over the hang-up we were all raised with about homosexuality.  Besides, 
she said, in all the time we were swinging, there was nothing about sex I 
hadn't enjoyed.  Just relax, she told me.  Let it happen and just enjoy 
yourself.

Saturday finally came and John showed up right on schedule.  I invited him 
in and introduced him to my wife.  We sat and talked a bit, getting to know 
each other a little.  John seemed very interested in the experiences we had 
while swinging.  He also seemed to have a hard time understanding my wife 
enjoying that and her understanding and support for what I was about to do.  
He didn't know women like her existed her told her, and complemented me for 
my luck at having found her.  Finally, my wife stood up and said she had 
some work to do on her computer.  She would go do it, she said, and leave 
John and myself alone to have fun with each other.

I told John that although I wasn't generally shy about sex, I was having a 
hard time knowing how to start.  John asked me if I had any fuck videos and 
when I told him I had a lot of them, he suggested I put one in.  We can take 
off our clothes, he suggested, and watch the film for a while.  As we become 
more excited, he suggested, we could play with ourselves, then maybe with 
each other.  That seemed to be a good way to start, so I agreed and put a 
video on.  We sat on the couch watching the video.  I could feel myself 
begin to get excited rather quickly.  John was already playing with his cock 
and I could see that he was already semi-hard, so I took hold of my own cock 
and began slowly stroking it.  In seconds, I was as hard as a rock.

Sitting on the couch watching the video, stroking my own cock and watching 
John stroke his, I was really getting hot.  I decided that the only way to 
get started was to start.  So, I moved over right next to him and reached 
out for his cock.  I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and found that I 
really enjoyed the feel of him.  John's cock was larger than mine and it was 
also uncut.  This was the first time I had seen an uncut dick up close and I 
began looking at it closely while I stroked it.  I decided that I really 
liked playing with it, but I was unable to get at it the way I wanted to.  I 
slid off the couch and moving John's legs apart, sat between his legs.  He 
scooted his ass forward, so that his cock and balls were kind of hanging 
over the edge, giving me free access to everything he had.

I sat on the floor examining John's cock.  Not really jerking him off, but 
kind of playing with it.  At the same time, I ran my hand down under to 
nestle his balls in my other hand.  This is the first time I had another 
guy's dick and balls in my hands and I was really enjoying the feel.  
Lightly running my fingers over and around his cock, I began to gently roll 
his balls in my fingers.  Besides being uncut, John's cock was longer and 
thicker than my own.  I would guess that he was a little more than six 
inches.  Like me, he kept his pubic hair short and trimmed to about 3/4 
inches.  The shaft of his cock was perfectly straight and it was also much 
harder than mine.  While standing, I guessed that it wouldn't point up 
toward his belly, but instead of sticking straight out like mine, it would 
probably point higher.  The skin of the shaft was very light colored.  
Although the veins through his cock stood out a little more than my own, his 
cock was basically smooth.  When I pulled his skin back off of the head, I 
saw that the head of his cock was very deep red in color.  Almost a purple 
red.  Although John was uncut, his foreskin wasn't real long.  When he was 
hard with the skin pulled back, it stayed there even if you weren't holding 
it.  While I stroked it, however, if I held it firmly, the skin would work 
back up over the head, covering about 1/2 of it.  Suddenly, John groaned and 
I knew that I was beginning to get to him.  I took hold of the base of his 
cock with more pressure and began to stroke his length more seriously.  I 
was fascinated watching the foreskin move up over the head of his cock, then 
pull back, exposing it.  The tip of John's cock was becoming even darker in 
color and suddenly a little drop of pre-cum came out of the slit.  I milked 
his cock a little more, bringing out quite a bit more.  Then, I moved one of 
my fingers to his slit and began to spread his pre-cum all around the head 
of his dick.  I could tell he really liked the feel of that, so I went back 
to stroking him.  Soon, pre-cum was dribbling out of his cock almost 
constantly.

I wanted to suck his cock into my mouth very badly by now, but I just 
couldn't get myself to do it.  I could tell that if I didn't begin to suck 
him pretty soon, I'd end up jerking him off and shooting his cum all over 
the place.  There was nothing wrong with that, but it wasn't really what I 
wanted to do.  I wanted to be a cocksucker!  Finally, I was able to make 
myself move my head closer.  I raised his cock toward his belly and pushed 
my lips against his balls, which I still held in my other hand.  Slowly, I 
opened my lips and pushed my tongue out, feeling it touch his hairy, crinkly 
skin.  Then, sticking more of my tongue through my lips, I began to lick his 
ball sack.  I found nothing repugnant about what I was doing, and before 
long, I was giving John's balls a real tongue bath, getting them very wet as 
I worked.  I sucked gently on one of his balls and it actually entered my 
mouth, where I sucked it gently while rubbing my tongue all over it.  Then, 
I did the same to the other.

John was really getting into it now.  He was moving his ass around and his 
legs were beginning to tense up.  His cock was literally oozing pre-cum.  I 
could feel it running down his shaft as I slowly stroked it, making it 
easier for my hand to slide back and forth on it.  Looking up at his face, I 
saw that he had his head thrown back with his eyes closed.  His face had a 
tense look to it and his breathing was quicker than it had been.  Slowly, I 
moved my tongue from his balls to the base of his shaft.  I began licking 
the shaft all over, while moving higher and higher on it.  As I got to the 
area where I had spread his pre-cum, I began to taste it.  Actually, it 
seemed to have very little taste to me.  The fact that it didn't taste bad, 
like I expected it to, relaxed me more and I moved directly to the head of 
his cock, where I licked up a large pool of pre-cum right from the horse's 
mouth, so to speak.  Still, there seemed to be very little taste to me.

Suddenly, John began hunching his cock up at my mouth and groaning, he 
begged me to suck his cock.  I could tell he was really hot now, and guessed 
that it wouldn't be long before he shot his cum for me.  I opened my mouth 
and allowed his cock to slowly slide in.  The head of his dripping cock slid 
across my teeth and as it continued deeper into my mouth, I pressed my 
tongue up against it hard, pushing it up against the roof of my mouth.  I 
moved my head closer, sliding his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth, 
until it bumped against the back, causing me to gag.  I pulled back to where 
only the head was between my lips and as the gagging reflex passed, I began 
to lick the head of his cock.  Again, John began to hunch his hips at my 
mouth.  I started bobbing my head on his cock, while I was still jiggling 
his balls in the fingers of my other hand.  The head of his cock was sliding 
in and out, rubbing the roof of my mouth, while my tongue caressed the 
underside.  When only the head of his cock was left in my mouth I quickly 
ran my tongue over it before sliding it back in.  I loved the feel of his 
shaft in my mouth.  I could feel the heat of his cock now, and the throb of 
the blood pumping through it.  From time to time, I would pull it completely 
out of my mouth and lick all over the head of it back and forth along the 
shaft. I noticed that as my tongue slid over the edge of the head, the 
corona, I think it's called, that John's cock would make a big lurch.  It 
also gave a big jerk when I licked over that little sweet spot just under 
the head.  I was getting a lot of enjoyment from the feel of his cock, and 
continued to work on it.  My own cock was as hard as it's ever been and it 
was making me hot as hell to be sucking on this guy's dick.

I could tell that John was getting very close to shooting his cum in my 
mouth.  His face and body were very tense now.  His cock had grown even 
harder and I could feel the head of his cock getting so big it totally 
filled my mouth, making it hard to keep my teeth off of it.  He was groaning 
from time to time and he began almost chanting for me to suck it - suck it - 
suck it.  I did just that.  I was anxious to make him cum.  To feel him 
shoot his ball juice into my mouth.  To feel the throbs of his cock 
expelling his jizz into me.  To swallow it and feel the juice sliding down 
my throat.  I began bobbing my head faster, and pressed up against the under 
side of his cock even more with my tongue.  As I pulled back, I applied more 
sucking and when the head of his cock was all that was left in my mouth, I 
swiped my tongue over the tip of it before moving my head back down, driving 
him back into my mouth.  His cock was dribbling so much pre-cum that the 
entire inside of my mouth was coated with the stuff.  The taste was still 
rather mild and it turned me on to think that I could do this.  I was amazed 
at the feeling of power this was giving me.  To know that I could turn 
anyone on this much.  It didn't matter that it was another man.  Just 
knowing that I could make him cum with very little effort and that right now 
he would do anything for me, just to keep me sucking on his cock.

Suddenly, John's whole body tensed and he moaned that he was about to cum.  
Not knowing if I could take his spurts into the back of my throat without 
gagging, I moved my head back to where only the head of his cock was between 
my lips.  I rubbed my tongue all over it, as I took hold of the shaft and 
began to stroke it very quickly.  Suddenly, with a loud moan, John started 
shooting his cum into my mouth.  I felt his hot, sticky cum hit my tongue.  
I was surprised by the force of it, but continued to lick all over and 
around the head of his cock as it shot spurt after spurt of his cum into me. 
  Finally, there were just dribbles coming out of him, but I continued to 
suck and lick at his cock.  He had shot so much cum into my mouth that lots 
of it was running out of the corners.  I could feel it running down into my 
beard.  I swallowed quickly, getting a real good taste of his jizz.  It was 
a little stronger tasting than the pre-cum had been, but again, I didn't 
think there was all that much taste to it.  I didn't think it tasted all 
that salty, like most people talk about.  Once my mouth was cleared of most 
of this cum, I moved my head back down his shaft, sucking his cock back into 
my mouth as far as I could.  I continued to gently suck on him and lightly 
rub my tongue against the under side of his cock, until it had gotten almost 
totally soft and I could get no more juice out of it.

I pulled my mouth off of him.  John was looking down at me while I still 
lightly stroked his cock and held his balls in my other hand.  He told me 
that he had never had a blowjob that good and thanked me for it.  I was 
startled when I heard my wife's voice from behind me telling me she was 
proud of me.  I quickly turned my head to look at her.  She was standing in 
the hallway leading to the back of the house, peeking around the corner.  I 
asked her if she had watched the whole thing.  Walking on into the room, she 
said that she hadn't intended to watch, but couldn't resist when she heard 
John begin to moan and groan so much.  Looking back at John to see if he was 
uncomfortable with my wife in the room, I could see that he wasn't.  He had 
such a hard cum that he was laying back against the couch relaxing and 
trying to regain his breath.  His cock was now totally soft, but I was still 
slowly stroking it and holding his balls in my other hand.  My wife walked 
right up to us and looking down, pointed to a drop of cum that had just been 
pumped out of him.  She told me that I missed some and I bent my head down 
to lick up that last little drop.

My wife said that I looked really good with cum all over my lips and soaking 
my beard.  Holding her hand out to me she said that I should come and look 
at myself in the mirror.  I took her hand and got up.  As I did, she noticed 
that my own cock was rock hard and dripping like crazy.  She took hold of it 
and pulled me into the bathroom so I could look at myself in the mirror.  As 
I looked into the mirror, I thought about how I had become a cocksucker.  I 
was rather proud of the great cum I had given John.  The mirror told me that 
I certainly looked the part.  There was cum all over my lips and dribbled 
down over my beard under the corners of my mouth.  I stuck my tongue out and 
licked my lips clean, telling her that the taste wasn't all that bad.  I 
offered the opinion that I could get used to that and like to do it fairly 
often.  She asked if I wanted her to take my picture with the digital camera 
and I told her sure, why not.  She got the camera and took several close ups 
of me with John's cum all over my face.  Then, she stepped closer to me and 
began to lick the cum out of my beard.  Now, she said, go back in there and 
let him suck you off.

Looking at her, it seemed like she had become rather excited too.  I 
wondered if she had changed her mind and wanted to join us.  Maybe even to 
let John fuck her when he got his second wind.  No, she said, but it did 
excite her to watch a man sucking another man's cock.  That was always a 
fantasy of hers she said, but since the opportunity never came up, she 
hadn't said anything about it to me.  Well, maybe John wouldn't mind if you 
watched him suck my cock, I said.  She said she would like to watch from 
closer, so we returned to the living room, where John was still sitting 
where we had left him.  His breathing was almost normal again, but his cock 
was totally flaccid.  Once again, I could see some wetness on the tip, so I 
walked over to him and sucked his soft cock into my mouth once again, 
licking up the small amount of wetness that I found there.

I sat down next to John and told him that watching me suck his cock excited 
my wife and asked him if he minded her watching while he sucked me off.  
John said that it wouldn't bother him, so it was decided that she would stay 
with us.  He reached over and took hold of my still semi-hard cock.  Feeling 
another man's hand on my cock was enough to make it begin to harden again.  
Having my wife watch him stroke it made me even hotter and within seconds, I 
was as hard as I had ever been before.  Scoot forward, he said as he stood 
up.  Like I did with him, he moved between my legs and sat down on the floor 
right in front of my cock.  Using both hands, he began to play with my cock 
and balls.  Every time a little pre-cum would leek out of the slit, he 
leaned forward and licked it off with his tongue.  I knew that I wasn't 
going to be able to last too long.  I was really hot!

My wife moved to the couch and sat right next to me, cuddling into my 
shoulder and looking right down to what John was doing with my cock.  As 
John moved his lips to my balls and began to lick and suck at them, I pushed 
my hand into the top of my wife's blouse to squeeze her bra-less tits.  She 
reached up and unbuttoned her blouse all the say to her waist so I could get 
at her more easily, which also gave John a look at her tits close up and 
bare.  I thought his eyes would pop right out of his head.  With a little 
moan, he moved his lips to the head of my cock and sucked it right in.  
Unlike me, he had no problem with a gag reflex and pushed his head down all 
the way, till he had every last inch of my dick in his mouth.  I could feel 
the head of my cock bumping into the back of his mouth and his nose pressing 
into my public hair.  John sucked very strongly on my cock and began bobbing 
his head back and forth.  His tongue was running all over the shaft of my 
cock as he sucked, and I knew that I was going to blow my wad in record 
time.  John's mouth became much wetter than mine was when I sucked him and I 
could feel the wetness on my shaft.  The head of my cock felt like a giant 
vacuum cleaner was stuck on it, while at the same time, his entire mouth - 
the roof, the cheeks and his tongue - squeezed it.  I felt the cum building 
in my balls and nothing I could do was going to stop it.  I was squirming my 
ass around and humping into his mouth with the rhythm he had set up, the 
head of my cock bumping the back of his mouth on every stroke.  I just 
couldn't hold it anymore and told him that I was going to cum.  John just 
continued doing what he was doing and as I felt my cock begin spurting my 
cum into his mouth, he pushed my cock as far as it would go into his mouth.  
He began to swallow, and with each swallow, it felt like my cock would 
actually enter his throat.  As it was, I could feel his throat nipping at 
the head.  My cum was spurting right into his throat and he was swallowing 
it as fast as I could deliver it.  Even my wife was squirming around now, 
and I saw her hand move between her legs, where she began to rub herself 
through her jeans.

John continued to suck my cock until I was totally soft and by balls were 
completely dry.  I could tell me wife was really horny now and I knew that 
the way she was rubbing herself was not going to satisfy her.  My soft cock 
slipped out of John's mouth and he stood up.  I could see that his cock was 
hard as a rock again.  Although it was hard to talk breathing as quickly as 
I was, I pointed to John's hard cock and asked my wife if she was sure she 
didn't want a little taste too.  With a little moan, she sat upright.  
Reaching out, she took hold of John's cock and moving her head to it, slid 
it into her mouth.  I thought John was going to fall over.  His entire body 
gave one big jerk and I could tell his knees were getting week.  After she 
sucked his cock for a couple of minutes, I suggested she get undressed and 
let John fuck her.  I could tell that she was really hot, I told her and it 
would be a shame to let it go to waste since she didn't feel that way very 
often.

My wife agreed that it would be a real waste.  Standing, she took hold of 
John's cock and pulled him toward the bedroom with her.  There, she told him 
to get on the bed, as she began to take off her clothes.  When she was 
naked, she jumped on the bed with him and engaged him in an embrace.  Over 
the next fifteen or twenty minutes, I got to watch my wife have sex with a 
stranger again and enjoy every minute of it.  She sucked his cock some more, 
he ate her pussy and finally, drove his hot, juicy cock deep into her cunt, 
unloading a big wad of his ball juice deep into her cunt.  As they lay with 
his cock still in her, I got an idea.  My own cock wasn't hard enough to 
fuck her, but I asked John to roll off so I could get at her.  Then, I lay 
down between her legs.  I licked and sucked her pussy, bringing her off two 
more times and at the same time sucking most of John's cum out of her pussy 
and down my throat.

All in all, it was a very enjoyable afternoon and I'm sure that John and I 
will meet many more times for some mutual cocksucking.  I don't know that my 
wife will always want to join in, but anything I get will be a bonus.












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