“From the looks of things,” I said, “you’d best relieve the pressure, or he won’t last five minutes.”
She looked over her shoulder at me, smiled, turned forward again, and her mouth descended over his shaft, taking him all the way down her throat. I was removing my clothes, as she bobbed up and down. I was right about the pressure. Before I’d gotten everything off, he exploded down her throat, groaning his relief, humping himself against her face.
“Next,” Jeri said. “I need a cock in me now.”
“One second, dear. We need a couple things first.”
As she removed her bra, panties and stockings, I grabbed some lube and condoms from my stash, and a hand towel, and put them beside the bed. Jeri got on her hands and knees, wearing only the garter belt, and I entered her from behind. She was as excited as Tom, climaxing as I bottomed out.
“Feed me your cock, Tom. I want to feel two cocks in me for the first time.”
I gave her some primo fucking while she serviced Tom’s dick, thrusting just hard enough to drive her mouth to the bottom of Tom’s shaft. As soon as he was hard again, I had Jeri mount me cowgirl.
“Put on a condom, Tom, and grease this slut’s ass up so she can take us both. Yesterday was the first time she’s ever done anal, so go easy on her.”
He wasted no time in rolling a rubber on, then lubing up her back door and his clad cock. As soon as he was ready, he got behind her and eased his cock inside of her ass, then holding still as I continued drilling her cunt. My thrusting and Jeri’s orgasms giving him plenty of stimulation. Eventually, he had to move, and his driving, lessened the amount Jeri could move over me. Tom was gentle enough, and thin enough, he didn’t hurt her as we both fucked her. Instead, the combination of our two cocks was driving Jeri batshit. I kissed her to smother the moans, cries, and whimpers she made as she climaxed.
After about twenty minutes, Tom climaxed again, and he pulled out after shrinking. I continued fucking my ex for another twenty. Tom watched, fascinated, as Jeri rode me to another half dozen or so orgasms, before I emptied my balls, grunting like a wild beast as I flooded her pussy with cum. She lay quietly on my chest for thirty seconds, panting hard, before rolling off me, lying on her back, her legs splayed wide, my cum starting to ooze out.
“Do you want to clean up her pussy before she leaks on the bed, or should I?”
Tom looked at me, looked at Jeri, then her dilated, distended, red pussy. He crawled on the bed between her legs and dived in. I didn’t want to read too much into it, because this was obviously a first for him, and who knew what the hell he was thinking at the moment. But Jeri and I both looked at one another as he cleaned up her snatch, licking up the cum, both hers and mine, leaking from her. By the time he was finished, he was hard again. I encouraged him to rewrap his cock and enjoy Jeri on his own.
Tom fucked her missionary style, driving hard and deep. He didn’t make her cum as much as I usually did, but he did all right. I laid beside him on the bed, head propped on a hand, my other hand squeezing and fondling Jeri’s breast, her nipple puckered and peaked. Tom climaxed, groaning, sounding as if the top of his prick had blown off. He fell off her, gasping for air, as if he’d run a marathon.
I replaced him, fucking slowly, gently, knowing her pussy was probably sore after fucking for sixty minutes or more, making love to my ex-wife, as tenderly as I’d ever fucked her. Soft mewls of delight, sibilant sighs of pleasure, escaping her lips as I stretched her for the second time. Closing out after thirty minutes, pumping more semen into her puffy pussy. I didn’t even need to ask; Tom was johnny on the spot, cleaning her again, Jeri absently running her hands through his hair as he tended to her.
When he disengaged, his lower face was soaked in our juices. Jeri took the towel and wiped his face before kissing him.
“How can you fuck so long?” Tom asked. “Her pussy is so tight, it was all I could do to hang on as long as I did.
“Been using your Ben Wa balls, Jeri?” I asked.
“Every day. It’s one of the secrets of Brick’s success with women,” Jeri said. “He can fuck nearly as long as he wants to. Something about tantric sex practices and training.”
“What she said,” I added. “Kind of a mind over matter sort of thing.”
“This was amazing.”
“Tom, would you like to see me again,” Jeri asked, somewhat hesitantly.
“Yes.” Eager.
“Most relationships don’t start like ours just did. After consideration, you may change your mind. That’s okay. I didn’t expect to meet someone new on this trip, so shan’t be sorry if you reconsider. I’d like you to leave now, and when you get back to Seattle, if you still want to see me, you can call me. It won’t be like this all the time. I wanted to try this, and I have. That’s sufficient for me. Normally, I expect fidelity if our relationship were to get significant. It’s the reason my marriage broke up, after all. I won’t expect it unless we get serious.
“If you wish to fuck me without a condom, you need to get medically cleared of STD’s. Once you’ve received a clean bill of health, we may engage in sex without protection, but you must always use a condom if you fuck anyone else, or we’re done. I will always insist my partners use condoms unless they’ve been cleared, which is why Brick fucked me without one today. I’ll remind you of these rules if you call me.”
“Okay.”
“Thank you for a very good time. You partook of all three of my holes, and I hope you enjoyed it. I certainly did, but I’ve had my adventure now, and I’d like time to think about it.”
“As you wish.”
Jeri got up from bed in all her naked glory, wrote her name and phone number down on a hotel note pad, and handed it to Tom, who was getting dressed. He pushed the paper into his pants pocket. She waited for him to finish getting dressed, then kissed him and let him out.
“Well, how’d you like it?” I asked.
“Just fine, you fucker. You’ve turned me into such a slut.”
“Correction. You did that to yourself. I never ‘made’ you do anything. How’d you like Tom?”
“I’m not really sure. He pretty much quit talking when you suggested you’d both be fucking me. His cock started thinking for him, and it couldn’t carry on a conversation. We’ll see. I don’t know how a relationship survives that starts with a threesome.”
“The same way most do, I imagine. You find similar areas of interest, promote a friendship, exploring as you grow closer, then deciding if you can spend the rest of your life with that person.”
“Cripes, my pussy is tender. As soon as one of you finished, the other one was knocking on the door.”
“A nice hot bath,” I suggested. “Some bath oils, a little tenderness.”
“What time are we leaving in the morning?”
“The gardens don’t open until nine. The driver will be out front at nine, since they’re fairly close. Our breakfast will be delivered at 7:30. I ordered Eggs Benedict and the PNW Benedict, which uses poached crab instead of bacon. You may choose either one.”
“Ooh, you’re spoiling me.”