Again, after a number of minutes of Katie’s pussy being pounded from below, I could hear her climax again start to build. I think Jake could tell as well because his upward thrusts became even harder and faster which only served to drive Katie further over the edge. She was cumming again. What shocked me this time was halfway through her orgasm she pulled herself completely up off Jake’s cock and then squirted all over the bed and a few yards onto the carpet towards the door. She was squirting right in my direction. Another yard or two and I may have caught some of it.
This was also the first time I had seen Jake’s cock outside of Katie’s pussy as it stood up between her thighs. How she fucks something that big and that easily I’ll never know. They say women’s vaginas are very flexible because after all they do give birth, but holy hell it must take practice to get comfortable on a monster like that and then fuck it for two hours straight. It was like Katie was being fisted hard and deep to the elbow the entire time. Just fucking amazing.
Katie was laughing at her squirting exploits as Jake then positioned himself on top of Katie in a missionary position. I also took this momentary break in the action as a cue to go back downstairs and finish watching the game. I had seen enough for now, I was still in a little bit of awe of how good those two were at fucking, disbelief even.
I sat back down and continued to drink my beer, with the TV still on mute I could hear the action continue upstairs. I thought to myself about when I first started dating Katie, about how I was so keen to show her how good sex could be, to satisfy her and leave her wanting more. I really had no idea.
Upstairs is what she had to compare me to, how did I ever think she would be satisfied with my efforts if I had known the truth of what she had already experienced? That she was used to having sex like this on a daily basis, and then spending the next five years only fucking me, not being able to climax when we fucked. No wonder she craved Jake again. That when he showed up at the club that first time, she could not refuse him. I understood why a lot better now. Doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt, just that I understood it better.
I reminded myself that last time with Jake, Katie quickly made fucking Jake a weekly event, I would have to nip that in the bud though. I don’t think I would ever be ready to sit through this on a weekly basis, even to know it was happening if I chose not to be here. That she also told me she went a bit overboard with Jake in high school with the amount of sex they were having. I think we will need a new rule. Maybe a once-a-month rule might work.
I was brought out of my thoughts by Katie screaming out another orgasm, I don’t even remember how many that makes it, like Katie had said it was hard to keep count.
I watched the rest of the second half un-muted. I was at the point where I didn’t need to hear Katie climax any more, I knew she would before the night was over. And later as the game wrapped up I heard the front door open and close. I assumed that was Jake on his way.
I decided to go upstairs and see Katie. As I climbed the stairs, I stopped at the same point I had earlier and looked into our bedroom. Katie was still laying on naked on the bed, she was laying on her back with her legs slightly apart. Even from here I could see the cum leaking from her pussy.