We were expecting John around lunch time while the kids would be in school. We busied ourselves with some light tidying while we waited.
Paula and I were slow to get started that day. After all, last night had been quite an evening. It took copious amounts of coffee to coax us back to our regular selves.
Before long, John was at our door. As always, he looked handsome, but he also looked about as tired as we felt. At least he had been able to get a good night’s sleep, after his late night ‘exercise’.
We shared a good round of teasing, and another cup of coffee together as the conversation slowly heated up.
As I mentioned before, there had been a lot of talk between us about our ‘sexual bucket lists,’ and a lot of graphic wall art posted back and forth. It had been a great way to keep the steamy fun rolling along.
Apparently, John had been keeping better track than we had as we ticked goals and images off that list the night before.
The conversation was headed straight up the stairs to our bedroom as soon as John pointed out that there was one item left to check off; Paula and I in a ’69’ while John fucked her doggy style.
Paula giggled, and added that she also had to suck both of our cocks, and try to fit in as much of both into her mouth as possible. Of course, I was quick to point out that we had in fact already checked that one off.
“Yes, silly, but not last night,” she added with a laugh.
In a flash, John and I were naked and standing at the foot of the bed, with Paula sitting comfortably in front of us. She still had on her little white camisole, with her breasts pushed up out of it, and lacy white panties. She wasted no time getting down to business, alternately tugging both rising cocks hard in mere moments.
She began to suck, starting with John first and continuing to stroke me as I watched. She took a few brief turns sucking and stroking each of us, and then directed us, by our cocks, to stand side by side as closely as possible.
I couldn’t resist bending down to steal a quick kiss from my wife before she set herself back to work at her task. John’s cock waited patiently by my chin as I did so.
She had John and I standing there, hip to hip, turned slightly inward, with nearly our entire lengths mashed together in her hands. She gave us a polished look, and a practiced lick of her lips.
John’s cock squirmed against mine as Paula’s lips wrapped around us. There were lots of little motions in and out, and lots of saliva on our cocks. It was a delightfully erotic show to watch, especially as John and I exchanged naughty talk.
“Paula, you’re insatiable,” groaned John. “I think you could easily entertain three cocks.”
Watching Paula nod her head, affirming that statement as she swallowed us both, was pure magic. I can safely say that John also enjoyed her response. His twitching cock sandwiched against mine was telltale.
When I could hardly stand the tension building inside my cock any longer, we switched things up. For a while, we collapsed into bed and enjoyed mutual oral pleasure. It was fantastic, with everyone taking turns and lending a helping hand or mouth.
We just sort of flowed together then. Hands and mouths moved effortlessly without any boundaries. I honestly don’t know how long it lasted. I guess I was lost in the moment.
Gently, John manoeuvred Paula and I into a ’69’ position. When his cock loomed over my face, as he stepped up behind Paula, I arched my back and strained to lick the tip of his cock. He shivered as my tongue flicked against his cock.
I freed up one hand and circled the base of his cock with my thumb and forefinger, squeezing tightly to form a bead of precum on his cock head. I flicked my tongue again, catching the droplet, and grinned wickedly up at him.
“Keep my cock nice and hard, babe, but don’t make me cum. I’m saving it for your pussy,” I cautioned Paula with a chuckle, before spreading her pussy open for John’s waiting cock.
I placed my tongue against Paula’s clit so I could feel John slowly slide his shaft inside of her. Before long, John’s balls were drawn up tightly against Paula’s tiny triangle of pubic hair.
I relished his salty masculine scent as he began to work in and out, with his balls grazing my face with every thrust. I tried to spend equal amounts of time circling Paula’s clit with my tongue, and licking John’s slick shaft.
John’s thrusting was really driving me into Paula’s mouth. It felt incredible, with Paula softly moaning around my cock. I had to reach out and motion Paula to stop sucking me as I sensed her orgasm approaching.
I was rock hard and throbbing as I watched her pussy clamp down, cumming all over John’s cock. I slipped out of her mouth and she moaned both of our names as her orgasm subsided.
John withdrew his cock as Paula trembled from head to toe. He lowered it to my mouth and I engulfed it. Paula rested her head on my thigh as she regained her composure.
All too quickly, John was pulling out of my mouth and lining up to push into Paula again. She had begun to gently suck me again as he entered her.
John surprised me by reaching down and grasping my cock from Paula’s mouth. He stroked it in time with his own thrusts into my wife. It was incredibly sensual. He was taking me dangerously close to orgasm with his strong hands.
He fucked Paula slowly now, offering me lots of chances to take his cock and suck it before easing it back inside her. Paula had to stop John from stroking my cock. She knew from the beads of precum steadily streaming from me that I was getting close.
Suddenly John withdrew from Paula and flopped on the bed with a playful smile.
“Umm, what exactly is going on, mister?” Paula joked.
“Why must I do all the work?” John chuckled.
“That’s a good point. My hubby did say he was saving a load for me.”
To my credit, I had continued my licks and kisses on Paula’s slit.
“I want to watch you fuck her now,” John said to me.
I playfully slapped his cock before grabbing Paula’s hips and slowly feeding my cock into her from behind. Once comfortably inside, I pulled my entire length out and slammed it back in several times. Her warmth and wetness was irresistible.
John didn’t just watch for long. His hands roamed all over Paula and me. The familiar feeling of my impending orgasm was building. I was keeping a nice, steady pace. I was enjoying watching him, watching us. Just as I peaked, John pressed his finger into my ass and I erupted.
I pushed deep inside Paula, feeling rope and rope of cum shoot off inside her. I was glad to already be on my knees. I could hear my breathing become ragged, and I was making sounds, but no longer forming words. I had been reduced to grunts and gasps. Paula encouraged me, looking back over her shoulder with a grin.
“Looks like John is happy with sloppy seconds,” she said as John rose from the bed in anticipation.
“And I don’t even need to ask if you had a good time,” John quipped, giving my shoulder a playful shove.
Paula rolled quickly onto her back, spreading her legs with a knowing smile. She spread her pussy for us to see. She was soaked from a number of orgasms already, and my seed spilled out of her.
She looked radiant and supremely sexy in that moment, basking in the power she held over us. She did seem to me, in that moment, to be truly insatiable. I was fiercely proud of the powerful and confident sexual being that she had become.
John shuffled into position between her legs. He was wasting no time. He held his cock in one hand and thrust just once to bury it inside my wife. He silenced her moan with a passionate kiss.
I grabbed my phone and snapped a few pictures as John’s cock forced my cum out of Paula. It trickled down her asscrack as he built to a frenzied pace. I was stiffening again listening to John’s urgent grunts and moans.
I playfully pinched his balls as he peaked. It was good that it was mid afternoon, so the neighbourhood didn’t hear John roar as he buried himself inside her and added his load to mine inside Paula’s slick cunt.
As soon as John pulled out, our combined cum started to trickle out, but I was ready. I parted her pussy with both hands and slowly licked from her asshole to her aroused clit, over and over until she climaxed again on my tongue.
I had almost forgotten about John’s cock at this point, but raised my eyes from Paula’s pussy to see her lovingly sucking and licking his softening cock clean. Fair trade, I suppose, because her creamy pussy had been all mine to enjoy.
That didn’t stop me from taking him into my mouth again. He had softened just enough so that I could take him all. His trimmed public hair tickled the tip of my nose. As soon as I released John from my mouth, Paula poked me in the ribs, wiggling a finger in my face.
“You are a bigger slut for cock and cum than I am!” she accused me jokingly.
It was pretty hard to disagree, with John’s shaft still in my hand and an unmistakable wetness in my whiskers. So I just laughed heartily, and Paula and John joined in.
I was hard and ready. I mounted Paula in missionary and started to work in and out. John climbed in next to us and grasped Paula’s chin and turned her face to his. They kissed lovingly.
“I hate to do this, but we’ve lost track of time again, and I really have to run,” he said sheepishly.
“Well, one of us should walk you out…”
“Nah. Take good care of each other for me. I will show myself out.” John said.
And with that, he gave me an exaggerated slap on my backside as I paused to grin at him as he excused himself. His entire face beamed with a warm smile.
“You kids have fun!”
And with that he was out the bedroom door with a wink, quickly disappearing out of sight. By the time I heard the front door slam, Paula and I were kissing passionately.
She begged me to cum again, and I knew I would oblige her soon. I picked up my pace. She drew her legs up to her chest and squeezed them together, making herself incredibly tight. The sound of our flesh slapping together was quickly building my arousal.
She does this ‘thing’ sometimes where she tightens up like that, and uses the muscles in her cunt to milk my cock off. It always gives me incredible orgasms. I saw her brow furrow just a little in concentration, and then I felt those familiar ripples gripping my cock and bringing me instantly to the edge.
Paula held me there for a few moments. She was talking dirty and asking me filthy questions. For the life of me, I can’t remember what she asked. I only remember nodding or shaking my head, moaning and groaning constantly, in a place just beyond words.
Then she let me have my release. It was my seventh load in 24 hours. I don’t know if it would have made any porno tape highlight reels, but from the inside it felt like pure fireworks.
I collapsed on top of her, trembling like a leaf. Just then, the alarm on my phone went off. I had set it to be sure that we wouldn’t miss the kids’ school bus. We both groaned and began scooping our scattered clothes up off the floor.
In the midst of our mad dash to get dressed and ready, Paula suddenly grabbed me by the hand. She spun me to face her and planted a kiss on my lips.
“Hey, you know I love you, right?” She winked at me.
“Don’t make me show you, Paula. Now isn’t the time, you naughty little tramp!”
I patted her bottom and grinned a charming grin, as she peered at me over her glasses in mock disapproval and gestured me toward the front door.
We embraced once more, and then I was gone to collect our kids from school. I ached all over, like I’d been hit by a bus, but I was already making mental notes, and putting some finishing touches on my bucket list. For the next time.
