My wife Tina and I are in our forties and have been married for a long time. We like our sex life. Tina particularly loves receiving oral sex. So I became quite the expert.
One day about a year ago after a long session of oral sex Tina said: “I’m so glad you love eating me out. Almost all of my girlfriends don’t get any. Their husbands just hate it.”
”I can only imagine, but it must be like a man never getting a blowjob,” I replied.
We left it at that. A few days later we were in the heat of making out. Tina had my cock in her mouth teasing it gently with her tongue. I was getting close. Tina suddenly stopped and looked straight at me.
”Frank, would you mind if I offer your tongue to some of my oral sex starved friends?”
”Anything, Honey.”
”You are not just saying that because I have your cock in my mouth?”
”No, really, if it makes you happy, I’ll do it. But I won’t fuck them, if I don’t want to.”
”Deal,” Tina replied.
Three days later over breakfast, Tina announces, “I talked to my friends, there is considerable interest as long as we establish a few rules.”
”What rules?”
”You just eat them out. They won’t take off any of their clothes, just their panties. Absolutely no sex. You stay fully clothed. And one more thing, they don’t want you to know who they are or you recognizing them.”
”How does that work?”
”As soon as they text me I blindfold you. I will wrap your entire head in a thick scarf and only your mouth will be accessible. No contact with my friends, tongue and lips only. And one more rule. You will wear your Bluetooth headset and I will play music to it from my phone, loud enough so that can’t hear us talking or moaning.”
”That’s quite a set of rules.”
”You promised. The reason for all the rules is that my friends don’t want to cheat on their husbands. If there is no sex and you don’t see them, and there is no sexual gratification for you, then it’s no sex. It’s more like using a vibrator. It does make sense.”
”Okay, I’ll give it a shot. But if I hate it, I’ll stop.”
”Fair enough.”
Two days later it was showtime. Tina said her proposal was a hit with her friends. The first one was coming over in a few minutes. Tina told me to wear tight jeans and a white T-shirt. She said her friend would lie on our bed and she would guide me to her. We went to our bedroom. Tina told me to sit on the edge of the bed and she pushed my Bluetooth headset into my ears and paired it with her iPhone. She then tied a thick scarf around my head leaving just my mouth uncovered. I could not see anything. Then loud music started to play. I couldn’t hear anything either.
A few minutes later a hand grabbed me and pushed me down on the bed. The same hand took my wrists and guided them to a pair of ankles. I slowly moved my hands up the ankles and leg to find the hem of a skirt. The legs were spread apart. I lifted the skirt over my head and inched forward. A subtle musty smell filled my nose. Ah, I’m close. I inched closer. My mouth hit skin. I stuck out my tongue to probe and explore.
There it was, a smooth bald pussy, average size labia, and a rather large hooded clit. I began my work.
A few minutes later the headset was pulled off my ears.
”Well done, honey,” I heard Tina say. I still had the scarf around my head. I felt her hand unzipping my pants and pulling down my underwear. My throbbing erection sprung free. Tina wrapped her mouth around it and gave me a teasing sensual blowjob. I didn’t last long.
”Frank, you made me proud today. The next one is coming tomorrow.”
”How many are there?”
”Two, so far, but I’m sure the word will spread.”
The next day, the same procedure. Lifting up the skirt I smelled a very strong pussy odor. When I made contact my tongue found a very bushy slit, giant labia, but it took me a while to find the clit. Intoxicating. I began my job. No juices flowing. I’m going to fail. Suddenly hands grabbing my ears hard pulling me hard into the snatch. Muscles tensing and quivering. Then my head pushed away hard. I guess I did it. Sitting there waiting to be rewarded with my sensual blowjob.
“You did it again, stud. These women claim they never had better orgasms. I texted you a reward.” I looked at my phone. Tina had texted me two photos, two pussies, one bald, one rather hairy. The start of a collection.
The bald pussy came twice a week, the hairy one on an irregular basis. I decided to strive for making them come faster from one visit to the next. I adjusted my techniques to their individual needs. I was rewarded every time by making them come, at least that’s what Tina told me since I never heard or saw anything.
”Well, we have another request. You are becoming popular, she’ll be here tonight.”
The same set up. As I inched forward to my target I was intoxicated by a sweat musky odor, the smell I love so much. What would I encounter this time? Trimmed bush, tiny clit, a slit so tight I thought it had never been penetrated. I got to work.
It took forever, my jaw and tongue started to hurt. But then, the familiar tensing of muscles, the quivering. Legs tensing around my head like a vice. My head pushed back violently. A vicious slap in the face. A hand grabbing my crotch, unzipping me, pulling down my pants and undies. A rough hand wrapping around my balls pulling hard. My erection getting harder and harder. The rough hand grabbing it pumping my shaft violently. I explode ten seconds later. A hand smearing cum all over my face.
”What was that?” I asked later.
”Different people like different things. You must have liked it. That was the biggest load you shot in a long time. In any case I texted you the picture.”
I never knew who the women were. Did I know them? I scrutinized all of her female friends. No idea. Tina never told me.
By now I have a sizably collection of pussy shots. I’m addicted to the nuances of their smells, the shapes, sizes, hair. I’m now a pussy connoisseur. I hope Tina keeps them coming.
I will never understand why men don’t go down on their ladies.
