I slid my mouth off his shaft, teasing him with my tongue all the way, as his eyes widened from the attempt to not cum. I started rubbing my rock hard dick with one hand. I looked up, his dick bending, and gazed into his brown eyes, while I unzipped my shorts and slid them down to my knees.
I'm so close to cumming in my sexy girlfriend's mouth.
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He held it in there, while I wondered at the feel of having my throat full of my best friend's cock. Robert slid his hands along my cheeks again, holding them, and then started to fuck my throat, deeper and deeper, until my throat relaxed and his dick pushed all the way in, his balls touching my chin. He lifted his feet and kicked the shorts away. I looked up at his wide-open pupils for a second, listening to his heavy breathing, and then slid my lips back down his cock, letting my tongue slide along the underside on the downstroke. I slid my lips and tongue up and off his cock. I slid off the leather couch, his cock still in my mouth, and got on my knees. I want you looking up at me, and telling me how much you love to suck your boyfriend's cock."Īt this point I would have done anything he asked it felt so good to be pleasing him. Robert put his hands on my shoulders and gave a slight push downward. Then I put my lips on his cockhead and slid an inch of the shaft into my mouth. I cupped his furry balls with one hand, gently kneading them while I dragged my tongue down his cock, which was fully erect. Come on, run your tongue down the shaft." Keep licking me with your tongue, sweetie. I ran my tongue along the sensitive underside. But the warmth of his cockhead felt so good in my mouth. Was I really sucking my best friend's dick? I'm not gay. Robert gently put a hand on the back of my head and pushed just the head of his cock between my lips. As if someone else was in control of my body, I heard myself whisper, "OK." Don't you want to please your boyfriend?" His hardening cock was now just an inch from my lips. He caressed them, the warmth and gentleness of the gesture turning me on even more. Robert reached down and put his soft hands on my blushing cheeks. But he's carrying this joke a bit too far. Still sitting, I looked up at his grinning face. In a husky voice, he said, "Would my sexy girlfriend like to suck my cock and please her man?" He unzipped his shorts and took out his cock, which was just starting to get hard. Then he stood up from the couch and walked in front of me. Robert tilted his head to the side and locked his eyes onto mine, searching them, the mocking grin still on his face. Maybe if you called me 'your sexy girlfriend' and were nice to me, I might be persuaded." Playing along, I said in a mock-petulant voice, "Not if you call me bitch, big boy. "You're blushing, dude." He continued with the fake gay voice, "So, handsome, if I took out my dick, would you get on your knees and suck it like a good little bitch?" What the fuck? It's been way too long when talk like this gets me fired up. I felt a rushing of blood to my head and a buzzing feeling from the alcohol in my belly. "No." Robert gave me an amused, hey-I'm-just-kidding-here look, and said in an exaggerated gay lisp, "But hey, big boy, I bet it'd be better than the lousy blowjobs my wife gives."
"Well, when I first hit puberty, I was real flexible, and if I bent over I could just barely get the tip of my cock in my mouth." I held up a hand to stop his follow-up question. "What the fuck do you mean, 'technically'?" "If you count blowjobs, maybe a dozen." He took a swig of beer, then said, grinning, "So how many MEN did you have sex with?" "So, how many women did you have sex with before you got married?" I asked. I'm horny all the time, and it's driving me crazy." Robert nodded sympathetically. I've been getting hard all week long, but every time I start rubbing her ass and trying to get her turned on, she tells me she's got work to do. "So, how often do you and Karen fuck?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. It started out innocently enough, and then we started asking each other about our sex lives: It started when our wives had a "girl's night out", leaving Robert and me to hang out together on his leather couch, drinking beer and playing Truth or Dare. How did a married straight man like me wind up bent over the bathroom countertop with my best friend grunting, grabbing my hips, and sliding his cock deep into my ass?