“You taste delicious,” she whispered, “no wonder you ate your creampie. Does Jenny enjoy that, because I know I surely did.”
“I’ve never done that with Jenny,” I told her, “I saw our fluids leaking from between your beautiful lips and I couldn’t resist.”
“So Jenny doesn’t have meaty lips like mine?”
“No, hers are tiny, they disappear between her outer lips.”
“I have the feeling you enjoyed mine, you seemed to enjoy sucking them earlier.”
“Oh hell yes! Your lips are beautiful.”
“Well that’s something every woman likes to hear, that she has a beautiful pussy.”
“Can I ask you something Vicki?”
“Sure.”
“I don’t consider that I have a particularly large cock, I mean, it’s more than average in both length and girth but certainly not porn star size. You said earlier that you’d not had a cock my size in you in a very long time and I’m curious what you mean by that.”
She laughed. “Greg has a pencil dick, about six inches but not very big around. I married him for his money, and now I have most of that since I proved he cheated on me with some slut that was after his money as well. He tried enough hard but he could never give me the mind blowing orgasms all women want. After several years into our marriage he gave me permission to fuck other men but I’m not the type to go hang out in bars looking for someone to take me home so I didn’t take advantage of that very often” She looked deep into my eyes, “That’s why I said I regret not doing this sooner, we’ve known each other for almost ten years and you’ve just made me realize how many mind blowing, body shaking, orgasms I’ve missed out on.”
“I’m flattered that you regret not fucking me sooner but I don’t think I could have kept up a charade for ten years, you know, cheating on Jenny. I’ve wanted you since we met and I couldn’t resist you today but this weekend has to be it, I love your sister.”
She giggled. “You think you just cheated on Jenny today? Oh baby, I have to show you something.” She reached for her phone on the night stand and unlocked it.
She handed me her phone, on the screen was a series of text messages between her and Jenny, all in the last two weeks. I was shocked. In the exchange they were planning for Vicki and I to be alone and for her to seduce me. The whole office closing story was fake. Jenny was sure it would not take much to seduce me. I had, after all, been horny for Vicki since we met. They even planned some details like what she would be wearing when she arrived and sunning naked on our deck. The last text from Jenny, just this morning, read ‘Tell me when he’s done pleasuring you’.
“So she gave me a hall pass but didn’t tell me, that little vixen. I had already decided I was going to fuck you this weekend, there was no way I was going to pass up the opportunity to be alone with you for this long. I do admit it’s a relief of my conscience to know she’s ok with this, with me satisfying my lust for you.”
“And don’t forget my lust for you. I have such an understanding baby sister. We’ve been talking about you and me doing this ever since my divorce.”
“So the blowjob, she knows?”
“Yes, I told her about it after the fact, it was just an opportunity I couldn’t pass up. I mean, there was the head of your cock on full display!”
“I was very pleasantly surprised that day and I didn’t regret it at all. Hell I don’t really regret today, hall pass or not!”
“So what do I tell her? Are you done pleasuring me?”
I laughed, “Not my a long shot! Tell her I’ve pleasured you once but I say I’m not done.”
She began texting Jenny.
‘Oh god he made me cum so hard! Says he’s not done with me’ typed Vicki.
‘Great! Glad you finally had an amazing cum after all these years. No woman should have such a lack of great cock’ replied Jenny.
Then ‘I’ll get home about 7pm tomorrow, fuck him all you want until then!’
‘Thanks little sis! You’re the best’ replied Vicki
‘I’m going to have to find some place to be alone and finger my clit, thinking about him fucking you has me so hot, I want deets when I get home!’ replied Jenny.
“She wants you to tell her about us fucking? That’s so fucking hot! My wife is a nasty girl,” I said. My wife had made herself a cuckquean. I was fucking another woman and she wanted details when she got home. Fortunate for me the other woman was one I had lusted after for years.
“Tell her about me wanting to eat you both, let’s see how she responds,” I told Vicki.
‘He told me I taste a lot like you, wants to eat us both at the same time for a taste comparison, and he ate his cum out of my pussy!’ replied Vicki.
“What! Ate his creampie! That nasty boy has never done that to me, just wait until the next time he fucks me, I’m going to sit on his face afterwards, I’m so jealous right now!”
There was a long pause while Jenny typed more. She must have typed and re-typed the message several times because it took a while to come through.
‘He wants a threesome? Was he serious or was this a heat of passion thing?’ Jenny’s message said.
‘Not HOP, relaxing after he’d made me cum’ Vicki typed
Another long pause, this time there was no typing.
Then finally, ‘What do you think about a threesome? I’m not sure since I don’t know how that would work. I guess it would be ok?’
‘Let’s talk when you get home. Maybe I can find out from him what he wants from it. If it’s just him eating us and the two of us giving him a blowjob then I’d be ok for sure.’ Vicki responded.
‘OK, gotta go find someplace to cum in peace. Don’t forget, he’s yours until 7 tomorrow. LUV U’ Jenny replied.
“So, what DO you want from a threesome with me and my sister you naughty boy? Don’t make it too kinky or she might say no.”
“I’ll have to think on that for a while,” I told her, “but right now I could use some food. Let’s clean up and go out for dinner and drinks, maybe a little dancing, then back here to fuck more.”
“Sounds like a perfect evening to me!” Vicki said.
We cleaned up and headed out. I wore a pair of casual slacks and a polo shirt. Vicki wore a navy blue wrap dress with straps over her shoulders. She must have had on a strapless bra because her tits where pushed up but there were no straps showing. She looked delicious.
I arranged an Uber and had the driver drop us at one of the local hotels that featured a great restaurant and a separate bar. We sat opposite each other in a booth and we both ended up ordering fish dishes. We shared a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc wine. We caught up with each other since it had been just over three months since we were last together. Vicki’s daughter Angie was doing well in college, she was studying for her teaching certificate in art at the high school level. I had recently taken a different job with the same company, a supervisory position. The conversation was relaxed and punctuated with laughter. People seeing us might think we were a couple on a date. Mid-dinner I excused myself to the men’s room. The restaurant and bar shared a restroom and I took an available urinal. The next thing I knew one of my friends, John, took an adjacent one.