But I kept wondering what would happen when he came.
Would he be able to stay quiet? Would she have to stroke him faster? How much of a mess would he make and what did they plan to do with his sticky load?
And then I suddenly remembered a giggling conversation she’d shared with me more than a month earlier.
We’d been having one of our usual talks about sex, when she’d told me that Jimmy produced more semen than any other guy she’d ever encountered.
“You mean it’s always a lot?” I’d asked. “Or do you mean that he literally shoots more cum than other guys?”
“He spurts more than double what any other man I’ve been with has ever had,” she’d giggled.
“Sounds sexy,” I’d conceded, trying to imagine what such a heavy load would feel like shooting off deep in my cunt.
“It is,” she agreed. “The first time I gave him a blowjob I thought I would drown. I really have to prepare for it or it’s still a surprise. But when he pumps it into me it’s so fucking amazing.”
That conversation had left me wet and needing to cum, and a few minutes later when I fingered my clit to an explosive climax while Tracy massaged my nipples I’d closed my eyes and pictured Jimmy shooting his large load all over my tits, which just caused my cunt to clench harder with orgasmic spasms.
I felt guilty for weeks afterwards about the number of orgasms I had with my vibrator plunged deep into my cunt while I went over the edge imagining that Jimmy was about to unload one of his abundantly large sticky messes inside me.
And now suddenly the wetness I had a few moments ago was gone, replaced by a flood of arousal along my slippery cunt lips as I wondered how Tracy was going to handle the inevitable surge of mess.
And I realized something that had been in the back of my mind for several minutes now.
I wanted to see his cock.
I knew from her description that it was an average cock. A nice length and pleasing girth, that didn’t look larger or smaller compared to any other cock she’d seen.
But somehow knowing what it was capable of producing made me want to see it. And knowing that it was hard and straining towards orgasm several inches away from me fed my need as well.
I knew that Tracy had never told Jimmy about the relationship that she and I had. I also knew that like most guys he had made it clear to her that a threesome was one of his biggest fantasies.
And now the three of us were in bed together, and if things were ever going to progress to a threesome this was probably the most likely way that would happen.
My only hesitancy was Tracy. I didn’t want to do anything that might cause her any discomfort. I knew the idea of a threesome with Jimmy turned her on, however she’d never mentioned the possibility of me joining them.
Nor had she mentioned the idea of inviting him to join the two of us while we masturbated together.
I’d assumed that she wanted to keep the two relationships separate and I respected and understood that.
So I assumed that if I suddenly reached over and made myself a part of their play it might be something that she wasn’t ready for.