I watched my wife blow Dan, taking his entire cock in her mouth repeatedly, while he groaned his appreciation. He always looked so young, until you saw that angry red cock of his pointing up, loaded for bear. I swear it looked like she was corrupting a neighborhood youth. I looked over at Jack, watching him scan the activity, gazing down at Robin’s active mouth, then glancing over to see what Jill was doing for me, before looking across the way to gaze on Sheri’s artful oral play.
Our eyes locked and we both grew immense smiles. If he was jealous, it wasn’t showing. I put up a hand for a high-five, and when he smacked my hand with a resounding crack, we got the momentary attention of all the women.
Jill looked over at him with a look of surprise. She stroked my cock with her hand, exaggerating the long slow movement. “Enjoying yourself, Jack?” she asked out loud. “Ready to see your wife take someone else’s cock in my mouth? Want to see Alex fill my mouth with this beast?”
Jack just moaned as Jill slowly sank her mouth over my length, taking me deep, pressing the head against the back of her throat. She pushed and pushed, taking even more of me, until she pulled away gasping. “Was that what you wanted to see?”
“God, you look incredible,” he moaned, holding Robin’s head in his hands and pumping into her mouth.
After that she started sucking me more aggressively, and I just relaxed and enjoyed her efforts at showing off for her husband. The alarm was almost welcome; I didn’t want to get too excited.
Robin didn’t even get off her knees; she wriggled over and started kissing my thighs. “I swear this is the naughtiest thing I’ve ever done. I never even did anything like this in high-school or college,” she confessed.
“And the night’s just starting.” I reminded her.
“I feel so sexy, just going from cock to cock, filling my mouth with a different man’s pulsing meat.” She leaned over and sucked me deep, coming up for air, and licking my rod like a lollipop.
“Are you going to suck Dan as well? Or try something different?” I asked her, marveling that such a pretty girl was so happy to have my cock in her mouth.
“I think I’ll just keep sucking around the table until somebody pops!” she laughed.
“Would you like some help with Dan? Maybe Sheri could help you. I’m sure Dan would love to see you sharing his cock with somebody else.”
She giggled, and then she was climbing up in my lap, giving me a big sloppy kiss. “Do you think she would?”
“I do.”
“God, that would be great!” She turned sideways on the couch, her rear-end raised high and almost in Jack’s face, while she went after my cock from a different angle. I was able to play with her tit in this position, and when she moaned, I looked over to see Jack with his hand in the cookie jar, fingering my fellatrix, while my wife worked hard at encouraging him to fill her mouth with more than just his cock.
Dan was staring at his young wife with unadulterated lust in his eyes, while she had her smooth pussy rubbed, and her mouth stretched wide. I looked over at Jack, and he saw me watching. He smiled then leaned over and put his mouth where his hand was.