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   The Email Cuckold - 9 by Illicit Writer (illicitwriter@hotmail.com)



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   Karen and Ken continue to explore their dark yearnings.  (FF, MM, exh,
reluc, bi, oral)

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   Email 9

	The club's dance floor was a mash of gyrating bodies kept in rhythm by overpowering speakers that shook the body with the bass beats. Karen ground herself against Jill as they watched Tracy dancing with yet another hot, young guy. 
	Jill pulled Karen in close and shouted into her ear. "Looks like Tracy is the lucky gal tonight."
	Karen nodded, looking over at her friend with a smile. It had been two months since the last girls night out. Karen had danced with a few guys and had even moved her ass against them until she felt their cocks respond. But there had been no guys on a mission and it was clear to her that Ken was following the rules set up by Rob and Sue.
	She felt a slap on her ass and looked to see a sly grin on Jill's face. Her friend had acted like a cat in heat all night. Karen smiled back and then pulled her surprised friend in for a long, passionate kiss to the applause of the men nearby.
	Karen laughed and made her way back to the bar. She had wondered if she'd miss the male attention, but her weekly sleepovers at Rob and Sue's had pretty well sated her. She walked with confidence now, better knowing her own sexual wants and needs.
	Jill took her actions to mean that they were leaving and she had pried the man off of Tracy. Karen gave them both a smile.
	"Oh my, I'm glad we were able to get girls night back on track!" Tracy fanned her face before downing the rest of her water.
	"I'm sure you are! Did that guy ask you to go home with him?" Jill teased.
	Tracy laughed and nodded. "It's nice to still be desirable."
	Karen thought she caught a hint of wistfulness. She suddenly wondered if Sue was trying to drum up attention for her older sister.
	At the parking lot, Jill and Karen said goodbye to Tracy before heading for Jill's minivan. Jill opened the side door and climbed in practically already hiking up her dress. 
	"I've been thinking about this all week! Shit, no all month!"
	Karen closed the door and sat next to her friend. 
	Jill looked at her confused. "No, Karen, I need you to lick me..."
	Karen looked into Jill's eyes and ran her fingers lightly down the blonde's body. Jill was only a couple inches taller than Karen, but her body was lean and petite in contrast to Karen's own more curvaceous body. Her fingers went over the small swell of Jill's breast (pinching the nipple briefly) and then down her flat stomach. Just before Karen reached Jill's pussy, she stopped.
	She tugged on the blonde's ear with her teeth and whispered. "I will lick you Jill, but I need you to go down on me first."
	Jill's eyes widened in surprise. "No, sorry Karen, I can't do that."
	The curvaceous woman laughed gently. "I remember saying those words to you and look how good I became." She began massaging her friend's clit. "Now I need you to lick me."
	"I can't Karen." Jill shook her head. "I tried in college, but just couldn't go through with it."
	Karen's fingers had moved from the clit and was now slowly finger fucking her. "Yeah, but now you are wiser and sexier." She looked at her friend's flushed cheeks. "And right now you are very, very horny." She pulled Jill up and gently eased her friend to the floor and then lifted her thigh over the blonde's head. She then put a leg on each shoulder and hiked up her own dress and smiled. "See? I learned your trick and didn't wear any panties either!"
	Jill giggled and looked up into Karen's eyes. "You promise to go down on me after?"
	At Karen's nod, the blonde slowly moved forward. Karen watched in delight as her friend's tongue tentatively touched her labia. She resisted the urge to thrust her hips up, afraid she would spook her friend. Instead she stayed as still as possible, letting the blonde get comfortable. The tongue tickled up and down her lips and Karen felt a warmth beginning to grown. Finally, the tongue penetrated her.
	"Oh, Jill that feels so good."
	She felt the tongue respond with deeper, firmer strokes. Jill was eating her out! She moved her hands over her own breasts. She pinched her nipples, enjoying the small explosions of pleasure that helped amplify her building excitement. 
	"Jill, put a finger in me as well."
	She felt her friend obey. The finger moved easily in and out of her wet hole. Another finger soon joined it, pumping as the tongue continued to lick. Karen's hips twitched upward, she couldn't help it.
	"Faster."
	Jill's tempo increased. She looked down and saw such a cute look of concentration on Jill's face. She placed her hands on the blonde's head and began playing her hair. The warmth within her had spread to her legs which were now trembling with pleasure. Karen moaned in pleasure as Jill's tongue began hitting her clit with more consistency.
	A movement out of the corner of her eye pulled Karen from her building pleasure. She spied someone peeking into the car window!
	She was about to speak out when she caught a glimpse of bright, red hair. Tracy was watching them! She wondered how many times her tall friend had watched them or if this was the first time. 
	Then all thoughts were obliterated as Jill's tongue and fingers continued to coax pleasure. The warmth grew hot.
	"I'm going to cum Jill!"
	Her friend started to pull back, but Karen's fingers were twined with hair and she pulled Jill in! 
	Jill responded with deeper, quicker strokes.
	The warmth grew white hot.
	"YES! Jill that is so good... sooo good!"
	Karen's body convulsed and she pulled Jill in even tighter. She felt her friend's tongue spark pleasure with each lick until the sensitivity overcame her. Slowly, she released her hold on the blonde's head and allowed Jill to lean back. Karen glanced up at the window, but Tracy was already gone.
	The brunette looked back at her friend kneeling before her. Jill's expression was hesitant, almost fearful. Karen smiled and stroked her hair.
	"That was great Jill."
	"Really?"
	"Yes." An idea lit in Karen's mind. She gently pushed her friend down until she was lying on the minivan floor. Jill's expression was questioning, but she allowed herself to be controlled. Karen hiked her dress over her hips and scooted towards Jill's head.
	"What are you doing Karen?"
	Karen giggled. "We are going to play a game." She straddled her friend's head and lowered herself until she was mere inches above Jill's face. She then leaned forward and briefly studied her friend's shaven pussy. "You have to do whatever I do. First one to cum loses."
	She flicked her tongue across her friend's labia. And felt an answering lick.
	Karen smiled, this was going to be a lot of fun.


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	Ken looked at his hand: ten of clubs, nine of diamonds, and seven of clubs. Just good enough to be tantalizing, but probably more likely to end with crap. He sighed and threw in the chips. 
	"I call."
	"Call."
	"Call."
	"Alright let's see the flop."
	A perky blonde set down drinks around the table. She had taken her top off early on in the night, but had steadfastly refused any touching. There were a couple of jokes about missing Misty that had caused Ken to blush, but they settled down to concentrate on poker.
	Cal, Rob, and Matt all stayed in. Ken sighed again. He was doing better this poker night, but he didn't know how he felt about the cards life had dealt him. He instinctively glanced at Matt before back to his cards. 
	Matt had been calling him once a week to give him a bj. The first time had been the most awkward. There had been no alcohol to boost courage. Instead, Ken had arrived at Matt's office. He had stuttered awkwardly when the secretary had asked his business.
	Matt had come out of his office. "Ken! Glad you could come over. Step into my office and see if I can help you out." He turned to his secretary. "Shirley, could you hold my calls? And let's push back the 4:30 meeting to 5."
	As soon as Matt had shut the door, Ken had tried to explain that he wasn't gay. 
	Matt chuckled. "Listen Ken. You may not be gay. Your wife is certainly a hot, little slut." Ken felt all blood drain from his face. "Yeah, I know Misty is really your wife. Don't worry, Rob made me promise not to tell." They walked over to Matt's sizable oak desk. "But the fact is your wife wants lots of sex and you not only share her, but get off on it. Plus, you obviously like cum." Matt sat in his desk chair while Ken remained standing. "Now you gave an ok blowjob at poker, but I think you can do better." The older man sat and waited. Ken shifted his feet and averted his eyes. He didn't know what Matt wanted.
	As if reading his mind, Matt snapped. "Well get on your knees!"
	Ken obeyed, at a look from Matt, his fingers went to the man's fly and he fished out the cock, already at half-mast.
	"Now I am going to keep my pants on and you will not make a mess. So you must swallow, understand?" 
	Ken nodded, entranced by the cock inches from his face. He felt a hand on the back of his head. Silently, he opened his mouth and let the cock slide past his lips.
	He heard Matt sigh contentedly. "Oh yeah..."
	Ken moved up and down on the shaft when suddenly Matt's hands kept his head still.
	"You have to do more than just go up and down. Run your tongue around the head. Yeah that's it."
	Ken blushed but he didn't stop. His tongue continued to swirl around the top. He grasped the shaft firmly. He thought about how much he liked it when Karen licked his balls. He returned to sucking the shaft before making his way down. He licked the underside, making his way down. The ball sack was tight with a little hair. He opened his mouth and gently sucked in one testicle.
	"Oh yeah... I'll make a good cocksucker out of you yet."

	The turn was an eight of hearts. Ken perked up at the possibility of a straight. He threw in more chips. "I raise it $20."
	"Call."
	"Call."
	"I'm out."
	"I'm in."
	Cal was the only one to drop out as he turned to flirt with the blonde. Ken leaned forward, awaiting the river...

	After that meeting, he regularly heard from Matt. In fact, he had given the older man head in his car before coming in for poker. Ken was just glad that Matt hadn't wanted anything more than a blowjob. Though he was worried. Matt had begun talking during the blowjobs. Talking about how hot it would be to be sucked while Karen watched. Or how they could both suck him off. Ken's stomach tightened at the thought. He honestly didn't know what he would do if Matt ordered him or what Rob would say.

	Matt slid the last card towards the community cards. Ken absently licked his lips, wondering what the card would bring.

The End?

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