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He had strong shoulders, solid chest, nicely molded guns for biceps, taught flat stomach, and a proportioned waist. Commenting how good he looked, he stared into my eyes and returned the compliment. I was excited being here with this half naked man.
OK, turn around and I'll grab another towel. He turned and handed me the one around his waist!
OK, it was time to take this challenge to the next level. I grabbed the bottom of my top and lifted it over my head. Tossing it on the chair revealed what I had done, without him seeing me. "Don't turn your head" I ordered. Rubbing my naked breasts against his back, I reached around placing my hands on his taught stomach.
His upper body nervously stiffened, as I slid my hands lower behind his extending cock. As I wrapped my fingers around it to stroke him, I heard the door open downstairs.
Quickly grabbing my shirt, I put it on then scampered down the stairs.
Feeling scared and guilty at the same time, I felt relieved that I had gotten away with my indiscretions. I never did anything like this before, but I did take inventory that my top was dry, and my shorts weren't wet from pressing against Rich's ass.
When Jake saw me, he said "Wow, are those nipples hard"! Which I hadn't thought about. He noted that he hadn't seem them that perky, since I ran the dorm halls in college during my visits. Blushing, I chided him about leaving me alone with a good looking naked man in the house. He gave me a suspicious glance until I smiled, explaining that Rich was taking a shower.
As soon as Jake came down the stairs, wearing sweat pants and a hot wife beater shirt, my discomfort level dropped as my excitement rose. Quickly they began catching up, ignoring my presence in the room. Slipping away to put together some snacks, I ran upstairs to put on a bra.
When I came down to serve drinks and a snack, I was comfortable joining in on the conversation, about old times at college. I did get a look of relief and approval from my husband, concerning the bra I added to my attire.
Later we ordered pizza, and had a few drinks before calling it a night. I was particularly horny, and was set on taking advantage of my husband. When we got into our bedroom, I left the door slightly ajar, before seductively stripping and crawling over Jake's body, who was already in bed.
After some making out, I straddled his hips, and began gliding my moist pussy over his hardened cock. I did note that he and Rich were about the same length, but our guest had slightly more girth.
With my pussy lubricated, I slid over my husband's body, until it was close enough to make contact with his extended tongue.
Jake was excellent at giving head, and could cause me to orgasm multiple times. I gently moved against his mouth, as he pleasured my clit and fingered my cunt. I was ecstatic, while I was reaching my limit.
Rotating on his face, he paused eating me, while my mouth made it's way down his chest. Kissing and licking the glistening slit of his gaping glistening head, he began to quietly moan.
When I give Jake head, he can get quite loud, and I wanted Rich to hear him. Wrapping my lips around his helmet, I started taking more of him in, while he resumed eating my pussy. I stopped thinking of Rich, and began concentrating on getting Jake's seven plus inches down my throat. Jake got louder, the more I took of him.
Periodically looking up, to see if Jake's groans would cause our guest to get curious enough to peek in on our activity, I was not disappointed.
Noticing the door opening slightly more, and with my husband not being able to observe our audience while positioned under my pussy, I released his cock to give Jake a wide grin before resuming my assault on my husband. Rich pulled his shorts down, exposing his hand gliding over his elongated cock. I reveled with being observed by our voyeuristic guest while he pleasured himself.
I couldn't hold out any longer, as my husband triggered a series of climaxes that consumed my body. I was screaming like a banshee, while Jake in a panic was attempting to quite me down.
Without reposing and wanting Rich to witness my skill set, I took my husband's cock back into my mouth. Gagging while I buried his shaft down my throat, his body shuddered before exploding. For affect I pulled it out of my throat, as multiple spurts of cum were smashing against the inside of my cheeks and splashing on my face.
I wanted to have Rich witness what a slut I could be. I became consumed by this feeling which I never had before.
By the time I finished showering, my husband was dead asleep. He becomes a zombie after our love making. This time I had other plans.
Slipping on only a barely thigh length button down pajama top, I quietly closed our door and went down the hall to our guest room. I felt devilishly slutty and guilty about leaving our guest unsatisfied, but also dangerously excited to do something about it.
Quietly opening Rich's door, I peeked in and noticed his room completely dark. Quickly I went back down the hall to turn on the bathroom light, then returned. It gave me enough light that I could see Rich's silhouette on the bed.
I stared for a while at his naked body, with just a bunched portion of the sheet between his legs covering his manhood. It was a sexy pose, that I wanted to take in before disturbing it. Slinking my way into the room to the side of his bed, I knelt next to him. Continuing to stare, I grabbed a handful of sheet, and gave it a slight tug.
Wanting to tease myself I pulled it again, pausing when I exposed his trimmed pubic mound. Pulling it more, I could see the base of his shaft. Again I paused, but this time, I extended my tongue to lick across it's width.
Tugging again, I exposed another few inches, which allowed me to see the girth of half his flaccid meat. Interesting I thought to myself, anticipating seeing the rest of his manhood to explore with my mouth. I was distinctly feeling damp just anticipating my next move.
Another tug, and he would be totally exposed. I looked up to observe the object of my desire still sound asleep. I made my move and had his cock inches from my face.
Laying my head sideways on his thigh looking up at the slit of his prick, I extended my tongue to gently lick between it.
I just grinned as I parted my lips to suck on part of the helmet. I sucked until I had all of the head behind my lips. Humming softly, he didn't stir at all.
He finally stirred when I moistened half his shaft, and blew on it gently. Hoping I'd get his attention soon, I took a little more than half in my mouth, and repeated sucking in short cadences. He attempted to turn, but I tightened my hold on his now firming cock.
When his eyes opened wide, I started working his shaft with my mouth and hand. He moaned, I sucked harder.
With his hand resting on my head, gently pressing down for me to take him past my gag point, I pulled it back.
With a stunned expression, I straddled his body just below his swollen shaft. Pressing my vagina against it, I began gliding it over his shaft. Continuing back and forth, until I felt I wanted to explode inside. Raising my ass, I reached down and guided his cock into my dripping hole.
Riding it faster and faster, I kept burying it up to his balls. I kept going, fighting to muffle my excitement, I fully climaxed over and over.
Exhausted I dropped on top of him in repose.
With my body calming down, I brought my mouth to his, and we locked into a passionate make out session.
Extracting my tongue, I trailed my mouth lower over his body. Looking up at him almost cooing, I asked if he wanted to cum on my face like my husband did? He nodded.
Taking his cock in my mouth I worked him until he put his hand on my head. This time applying pressure, he forced me willingly past my gag point, where he instantly began shooting his load. I forced him out of my throat, where he continued to deliver spurts of cum into my mouth. Placing his hands on my cheeks, he continued splaying his cum over my face until it was dripping on my shirt.
His cries of ecstasy were muffled, as he emptied his load. With his cum dripping from my face, he grabbed the collar of my shirt, and ripped it open. Pushing me down on the bed he mounted me, held my breasts together as he humped his hot cock between them.
Getting himself hard again, he was only able to unleash a dribble of cum. I surmised I had completely drained him, as he rolled off and onto his back.
Kissing him, I went to the shower and cleaned myself off, before sliding into bed next to my husband.
THE END!
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