24-12-2018, 11:27 AM
I nodded, remembering that vacation in Cabo. It'd been after we'd gotten back together after the Ricky thing, and we'd spent the entire time making love and talking about our dreams of being together forever. It had been a really good time.
She kissed me on the lips. "I still want that. Do you?"
"Yeah, I do."
"Isn't that all that matters?" she said looking into my eyes.
"Yeah. But it still hurts."
"I know," kissing me again. "But isn't that part of the excitement for you?"
I couldn't help smiling. She knew me really well. "Yeah."
"You just have to remember, when I'm old and gray it'll be your hand I'm holding."
"Okay."
"You're okay?"
"Yeah, I think." She kissed me and we made out for a while. When we stopped we were both breathing hard.
I reached up and traced the swell of her breast with my fingertip. The bustier made her look bigger than she was, and I followed her cleavage with my finger.
"That feels good," she whispered.
"You look really good in this."
"Thank you."
"Did Scott think so?"
"Yeah."
"He told you?"
"Yeah." We made out some more.
"Do you want me to tell you what I did when I said goodbye to him?" she asked. "I don't want to hide anything."
"I think I know what you did. You got him off."
She looked surprised. "How did you know?"
"Remember that time in college you interviewed at Google?"
"Yeah, for a marketing job."
"We fooled around before you left for the airport. I wanted sex but you didn't want to because you were about to get on a 5 hour flight. But you gave me a blowjob. You said you loved me too much to leave me like that."
"Yeah I remember," she said, smiling off into the distance as she remembered back.
"So I knew you wouldn't leave Scott with blue balls. Because you care about him." It hurt to say that, but I knew it was true.
"I do care about him," she admitted. "But I don't love him."
"Maybe not yet."
She put a finger to my lips. "Don't do that to yourself Mike."
A pause. Then I asked "How did you get him off?"
Jen got off my lap. She pulled up her skirt (it was too tight otherwise) and straddled my legs. She put her arms around my neck and moved her mouth close to my ear. I felt the silky strands of her hair on my face. "I started with my hand," she breathed into my ear. "Then he pushed me down on my knees. I took him out and sucked him. He was kind of rough. He grabbed my hair and forced my head up and down. He was mad I didn't do another shot."
"Wanna know something?" I asked.
"Yes."
"I got really hot when you did the shot on him."
"Really?"
"Yeah. And this really turns me on," I added, rubbing the hickey he'd put on her neck. "Part of me hoped you'd do another shot with him, and then make out again."
"Oh my god that got so out of control," she laughed remembering looking embarrassed.
"The bouncer almost threw you and Scott out," I grinned.
She laughed. Then she kissed me and we made out again. "Did he make you cum?" I asked after we stopped.
"No. You were waiting."
"But you wanted him to," I said. She didn't say anything but I knew she did.
I ran my hands up her back, feeling the stiff ribbing of the bustier.
She pulled my hands off the bustier and kissed them. "Can I tell you something?" she asked hesitantly. "You know I told you he got mad when I wouldn't do another shot with him?"
I nodded.
"To make him feel better, I told him from now on I'll only wear this bustier for him."
I paused processing this. "Okay," I finally said my heart pounding.
"Are you upset?"
"Yeah ... but turned on too."
"Yeah?" she breathed into my ear. "Does it turn you on if I do some things only for him?"
"Yeah."
"Can I tell you something else?"
I nodded.
"I told him I'd ask you if I can fuck him."
I paused again, looking into her eyes. "Do you want to?"
"Yeah, I really do." She had her cum face on.
Another long pause. "Then I guess so," I said.
"Really?" she said unable to hide her excitement. "When?"
"How about next weekend?"
"Honestly?" she said. "I don't think I can wait that long."
"Then when?"
"Can we invite him to dinner tomorrow?"
By this time we were both panting hard. I nodded yes. Then I asked "Does he have a big cock?"
She nodded. "Really big."
"How big?"
She slid off my legs and got on her knees. She pulled my pants and boxers down, and then wrapped my hard cock in her hand. "Scott's about this long," she said pointing a finger to a spot about 5 or 6 inches above my cockhead. I'm about 5 inches (I know, small) so that would make him at least 10 inches, maybe more. Then she used the fingers of both hands to make a circle around my shaft, about 2 inches across.
"Wow," I said.
She nodded, slowly stroking me. She said "Wanna know what else I said?"
I nodded.
"I said it when I was going down on him, to get him excited," she said. "I didn't really mean it."
"What'd you say?"
She kissed my cock. Then she said "I told him I wouldn't let you inside me tonight." My breath caught and my cock pulsed. She was holding my shaft so she felt it. She eyed me with a curious smile and stroked my cock up and down.
"Tell me your pussy belongs to him," I moaned my lusts taking over.
"My pussy is Scott's."
"And I can't fuck you until he does."
"I'll never let you inside me again, not until Scott fucks me."
"And even then I'm so small you won't be able to feel me."
"Scott will stretch my pussy so much I won't be able to feel you, and after he stretches me I'll never be able to cum with you again because you're so small."
"Stop," I said grabbing her wrist to stop her from stroking me anymore. "I don't want to cum yet. Call Scott up and invite him for tomorrow, and tell him everything you just said to me."
She grinned at me, amazed by my kinkiness, but clearly getting into it. She got her iPhone and dialed Scott's number. She pulled her hair behind her ear and then put the phone to her ear. She turned away from me so I looked at her back while she spoke to Scott.
"Hey you. I wanted to tell you, you left a hickey on me. (Laughter) You did! I'll show you tomorrow. Mike? He didn't like it. No he didn't. (More laughter) He's asleep now. He's okay I guess. I told him about the bustier. Yeah I did. He got mad. We kinda got into a fight. I got him off and we made up. (giggles) With my hand. Yes, my mouth too. He is my husband you know. (Laughter). You're so bad. Guess what? What are you doing tomorrow night? Wanna come over? Yes I asked him. He did! I think he knew he had no choice because I was going to jump your bones soon no matter what he said. God I want you inside me too! I wish you were here right now. Don't worry I won't. I said I won't. Scott I won't (laughter -- then serious). Scott, I promise I won't let him inside me until then. I'll keep myself all fresh for you. (giggles) Yes, I'll let him fuck me after you, I mean, hello, he's my husband. (giggles) Do you know Ricky? Yeah, it's true, I did kinda have a fling with him. But it was a long time ago. You won't tell anyone, right? (giggles) Okay, you can tell him. I just don't want our parents to find out, okay? Anyway, after Ricky fucked me, I couldn't even feel Mike! Cause he's small. Don't tell him I told you that okay? Cause I don't want to hurt his feelings, that's why. (giggles) I've got to go, I think he's waking up. Can you be here around 7 tomorrow? I can't wait either. Bye."
She kissed me on the lips. "I still want that. Do you?"
"Yeah, I do."
"Isn't that all that matters?" she said looking into my eyes.
"Yeah. But it still hurts."
"I know," kissing me again. "But isn't that part of the excitement for you?"
I couldn't help smiling. She knew me really well. "Yeah."
"You just have to remember, when I'm old and gray it'll be your hand I'm holding."
"Okay."
"You're okay?"
"Yeah, I think." She kissed me and we made out for a while. When we stopped we were both breathing hard.
I reached up and traced the swell of her breast with my fingertip. The bustier made her look bigger than she was, and I followed her cleavage with my finger.
"That feels good," she whispered.
"You look really good in this."
"Thank you."
"Did Scott think so?"
"Yeah."
"He told you?"
"Yeah." We made out some more.
"Do you want me to tell you what I did when I said goodbye to him?" she asked. "I don't want to hide anything."
"I think I know what you did. You got him off."
She looked surprised. "How did you know?"
"Remember that time in college you interviewed at Google?"
"Yeah, for a marketing job."
"We fooled around before you left for the airport. I wanted sex but you didn't want to because you were about to get on a 5 hour flight. But you gave me a blowjob. You said you loved me too much to leave me like that."
"Yeah I remember," she said, smiling off into the distance as she remembered back.
"So I knew you wouldn't leave Scott with blue balls. Because you care about him." It hurt to say that, but I knew it was true.
"I do care about him," she admitted. "But I don't love him."
"Maybe not yet."
She put a finger to my lips. "Don't do that to yourself Mike."
A pause. Then I asked "How did you get him off?"
Jen got off my lap. She pulled up her skirt (it was too tight otherwise) and straddled my legs. She put her arms around my neck and moved her mouth close to my ear. I felt the silky strands of her hair on my face. "I started with my hand," she breathed into my ear. "Then he pushed me down on my knees. I took him out and sucked him. He was kind of rough. He grabbed my hair and forced my head up and down. He was mad I didn't do another shot."
"Wanna know something?" I asked.
"Yes."
"I got really hot when you did the shot on him."
"Really?"
"Yeah. And this really turns me on," I added, rubbing the hickey he'd put on her neck. "Part of me hoped you'd do another shot with him, and then make out again."
"Oh my god that got so out of control," she laughed remembering looking embarrassed.
"The bouncer almost threw you and Scott out," I grinned.
She laughed. Then she kissed me and we made out again. "Did he make you cum?" I asked after we stopped.
"No. You were waiting."
"But you wanted him to," I said. She didn't say anything but I knew she did.
I ran my hands up her back, feeling the stiff ribbing of the bustier.
She pulled my hands off the bustier and kissed them. "Can I tell you something?" she asked hesitantly. "You know I told you he got mad when I wouldn't do another shot with him?"
I nodded.
"To make him feel better, I told him from now on I'll only wear this bustier for him."
I paused processing this. "Okay," I finally said my heart pounding.
"Are you upset?"
"Yeah ... but turned on too."
"Yeah?" she breathed into my ear. "Does it turn you on if I do some things only for him?"
"Yeah."
"Can I tell you something else?"
I nodded.
"I told him I'd ask you if I can fuck him."
I paused again, looking into her eyes. "Do you want to?"
"Yeah, I really do." She had her cum face on.
Another long pause. "Then I guess so," I said.
"Really?" she said unable to hide her excitement. "When?"
"How about next weekend?"
"Honestly?" she said. "I don't think I can wait that long."
"Then when?"
"Can we invite him to dinner tomorrow?"
By this time we were both panting hard. I nodded yes. Then I asked "Does he have a big cock?"
She nodded. "Really big."
"How big?"
She slid off my legs and got on her knees. She pulled my pants and boxers down, and then wrapped my hard cock in her hand. "Scott's about this long," she said pointing a finger to a spot about 5 or 6 inches above my cockhead. I'm about 5 inches (I know, small) so that would make him at least 10 inches, maybe more. Then she used the fingers of both hands to make a circle around my shaft, about 2 inches across.
"Wow," I said.
She nodded, slowly stroking me. She said "Wanna know what else I said?"
I nodded.
"I said it when I was going down on him, to get him excited," she said. "I didn't really mean it."
"What'd you say?"
She kissed my cock. Then she said "I told him I wouldn't let you inside me tonight." My breath caught and my cock pulsed. She was holding my shaft so she felt it. She eyed me with a curious smile and stroked my cock up and down.
"Tell me your pussy belongs to him," I moaned my lusts taking over.
"My pussy is Scott's."
"And I can't fuck you until he does."
"I'll never let you inside me again, not until Scott fucks me."
"And even then I'm so small you won't be able to feel me."
"Scott will stretch my pussy so much I won't be able to feel you, and after he stretches me I'll never be able to cum with you again because you're so small."
"Stop," I said grabbing her wrist to stop her from stroking me anymore. "I don't want to cum yet. Call Scott up and invite him for tomorrow, and tell him everything you just said to me."
She grinned at me, amazed by my kinkiness, but clearly getting into it. She got her iPhone and dialed Scott's number. She pulled her hair behind her ear and then put the phone to her ear. She turned away from me so I looked at her back while she spoke to Scott.
"Hey you. I wanted to tell you, you left a hickey on me. (Laughter) You did! I'll show you tomorrow. Mike? He didn't like it. No he didn't. (More laughter) He's asleep now. He's okay I guess. I told him about the bustier. Yeah I did. He got mad. We kinda got into a fight. I got him off and we made up. (giggles) With my hand. Yes, my mouth too. He is my husband you know. (Laughter). You're so bad. Guess what? What are you doing tomorrow night? Wanna come over? Yes I asked him. He did! I think he knew he had no choice because I was going to jump your bones soon no matter what he said. God I want you inside me too! I wish you were here right now. Don't worry I won't. I said I won't. Scott I won't (laughter -- then serious). Scott, I promise I won't let him inside me until then. I'll keep myself all fresh for you. (giggles) Yes, I'll let him fuck me after you, I mean, hello, he's my husband. (giggles) Do you know Ricky? Yeah, it's true, I did kinda have a fling with him. But it was a long time ago. You won't tell anyone, right? (giggles) Okay, you can tell him. I just don't want our parents to find out, okay? Anyway, after Ricky fucked me, I couldn't even feel Mike! Cause he's small. Don't tell him I told you that okay? Cause I don't want to hurt his feelings, that's why. (giggles) I've got to go, I think he's waking up. Can you be here around 7 tomorrow? I can't wait either. Bye."
Like, Comment and Give Rating.