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Can I Watch

By: jushorny



"Mark, Can I watch?"

That was not a response I had anticipated when I had told Jessica about Ben and myself. I tilted my head to see just what her eyes were saying, but they were hidden from view as her face rested on my naked chest. This was the fourth weekend Jessica had spent at my place and I knew it was time to let her know I was bisexual, that I enjoyed sex with men as well as women, well, one man in particular.

"Uhmm...well..." I stammered eventually knowing Jessica expected an answer.

I felt the heat of Jessica's skin as she moved her body, straddling my hips and my growing manhood. Her tongue teasingly ran over my lips, down my chin before resting her face in my neck. My hands glided over her back, my mind becoming intrigued with her idea. Her mouth was openly kissing and sucking my skin until she licked behind my ear knowing full well that would send shivers down my spine.

"You have a hot body Mark and I bet under those clothes Ben's body is pretty nice to look at as well. I have wondered what it's like for two men, I bet it's very sensual to see your two bodies pleasuring each other."

Sensual would not have been the words I chose to describe sex between Ben and myself, intense, heated, sweaty, raw, lustful maybe, not sensual. Jessica slid her body slowly down mine, her mouth trailing along with kisses, licks and bites. My fingers were running through her long brunette hair as her tongue licked along the length of my now erect cock. She had one hand around the base, her tongue had licked away the pre cum, her mouth poised to suck me in and I could feel her heated breath as it blew across the head when she spoke.

"Ask him for me Mark, please? Ask Ben if I can watch you two together."

Jessica sucked my cock into her warm wet mouth not stopping until I was at the back of her throat. A moan was the only answer I could manage as my hands gripped her hair and my hips lifted off the bed. Her head tilted, I slid in deeper feeling Jessica swallow around me coaxing me further. Her head slid up and down as she used her hand to push my cream from my balls. 

"Damn Jess, you're.....going........"

I never finished my sentence, my cream surged through my cock filling her sexy mouth. My chest was heaving as my cock jerked another few spurts of seed. Jessica released me quickly and climbed up my body, kissing me, pushing the cum into my mouth. 

"Yea, Jessica, I'll ask Ben if you can watch," I managed to say before falling into a restful slumber.

Ben and I became best friends while rooming together all through college. We hit it off almost immediately and soon found ways to relieve our horniness together when we couldn't find women to be our willing assistants. We both were very much into women but also found something extremely arousing between each other. Now a few years after college our friendship continued as did our sexual relationship. We didn't get together often but we both still craved each other's bodies.

"Jessica wants to watch us together."

I said it rather matter a factly as my body laid half over Ben, my tongue licking behind his ear, my hand sliding down his chest and abs not resting until I found his semi erect cock. I couldn't look him in the eyes until I heard his reply. All the years that we had been together, all the times we had sex, never had there been another person present and I was not sure how he would feel about it. I felt his cock thicken and stiffen which I took as a good sign. 

"She wants to watch me suck your cock?" 

Ben's husky voice answered as he took my head in his hands, guiding my mouth to his nipple. I did my best to entice further, my broad tongue running over his hard nub before biting down on it. My hand stroked his cock letting my thumb rub the pre cum over his mushroom head. My mouth moved down his muscled torso as my legs shifted in between his. I teasingly rubbed my chest against his man meat until I could lick the spongy head. My hand squeezed and fondled his nuts as I licked and watched him respond the way he always did. I looked up into Ben's eyes knowing he would be watching me, knowing he would be expecting my lips to wrap tightly around his cock.

"Yes, and Jess said she wants to watch you fuck me. She wants to see my face and hear my voice while your hips slap my ass."

Just like Jessica did to me, I opened my mouth and sucked Ben's thickness into my mouth, teasing him with my tongue and not stopping until his pubes scratched my nose. His reply was like mine, his ass lifted up off the bed, his hands grasped my head as his lips emitted a soft groan. I bobbed my head up and down letting the head of his cock enter my throat.

"If Jessica is going to watch it has to be my way," Ben said, "You will have to beg for me to fuck you harder. You will have to tell me to stick my cock up deeper, to fill your hole with my seed. Can you do that?"

I listened to Ben as my mouth continued to sucking, getting more turned on tasting him, smelling his man scent. He pulled me off his cock, forced me to look in his eyes, wanting an answer from me. I nodded in the affirmative as his smile grew wide. Ben slid his body over to the side, giving my ass a playful slap.

"On your knees Mark," Ben said, "I know you want my cock pounding you now, just like I will when Jessica watches. Isn't that right Mark?"

Before I answered Ben had me on my hands and knees, my head pushed into the pillow. He was pushing his thick meaty cock into my tight hole still lubricated from his earlier deposit. His large hands had my ass cheeks spread wide as he watched his cock sinking deeper. Ben slowly pulled himself out, slapped my ass and pushed back in deeper with more force.

"Let me hear it now Mark, tell me how you want my cock, tell me how you want me to fuck you hard. Tell me how you want me to pound your ass so hard you lose all control and shoot your cum on the bed sheets."

I pushed my ass back against Ben's body feeling him rub the spot that made me go wild. He moaned when I clenched my ass muscles around his cock. His hips picked up speed and his cock rubbed the walls of my hole. My cock drooled more when he sunk his meat in completely pushing me forward on the bed.

"Fuck me hard Ben. Use you cock to spread my hole. Make my ass yours stud, fill it with your seed. Make me your slut Ben, I need it bad."

I gasped as Ben pounded my ass harder than ever before. The thought of Jessica watching him fuck my man pussy turned him on more than I anticipated. My body was sweating and my cock was jerking with every thrust of his hips. If talking about her watching got him this intense I could only imagine how hard he'd fuck me when she was actually in the room. I felt his hand come smacking down on my ass cheek.

"You fucking slut Mark. You love my cock pumping your ass, you crave my cum. But I'm not going to give you what you want until you spill your load, slut."

Ben said that as his cock rubbed my prostate. His hands gripped my shoulders pulling me up and back onto his cock. I lost control as he knew I would. My cock jerked and shot spurt after spurt of white cream onto the sheets. My ass clamped down around his cock, feeling it throb inside me. He pulled out and rammed in again forcing the rest of my seed to spill out. He grunted and held his cock in against my prostate as he began spewing his load. I could feel it splatter against the walls of my hole, adding to what he had given me before. Slowly our sweat covered bodies relaxed and Ben stretched me out, lying on top of me, taking bites of my shoulder and neck.

"Does Jessica realize you are such a cock slut?" 

Can I Watch?



The swingers' social dance was happening at the same time the convention of librarians from all over the country was taking place. It was a semi-monthly dance for the swingers but a yearly get together for the librarians. One group did not realize that the other group was having their function at the same hotel and at the same time but on different floors with both groups coming into contact with one another in the restaurant, lounge, and bar. To a non-experienced eye, some librarians could be easily mistaken for some swingers and vice versa.

I scanned the room for my mark and found him, Frankie, the hot shot guy that, at the last dance, spilled my drink and stepped on my foot without apologizing, while in a rush to hit on the woman who I had been eying all night. Oblivious that I was even at the last swingers' dance, I knew he would not recognize me but I recognized him. I saddled up to the bar to order two drinks, knowing that Mr. Hot Shot would be here at any moment, one for me and one for my sexy honey, Vicky, sitting next to me.

Within a few minutes, as expected, Frankie, saddled up to the other side of Vicky. I gave him a wink that told him that I was a swinger and a nod that told him that it was okay for him to talk to the lady on my right. Immediately, he started talking to her.

"Hi, how are you?"

"Good," she said making eye contact with a smile.

"What's your name?"

"Vicky."

"Hi, Vicky, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Frank," said the man, looking over at me and smiling. I smiled back and gave him another nod.

He looked like the type of guy who was ready for some hot fun and why wouldn't he? He was young, dumb, and full of...himself, and she was young, blonde, and full of...herself, too.

The three of us sat like that for nearly an hour with her flirting and him teasing and plying us with drinks. I did my best pretending not to be with her staying in the background and playing it cool not wanting to interfere in their conversation and subsequent plans. Then, when she left to go to the ladies room, I got off my stool and sat next to him on Vicky's stool.

"She likes you."

"Do you really think so?"

"Oh, yeah, listen," I said, "she's hot and I don't mind you two having some fun but, this is her first time. She is a bit nervous, so if you don't mind, can I watch?"

"Sure," he looked down at the room key that I handed him and looked back up at me with a big smile, "absolutely." He took the key from me. "I'm sorry," he said, "I was so busy talking to her and mesmerized by her that I did not get your name."

"Freddie," I offered him my hand, "my name is Freddie."

"She is very beautiful, Freddie and, if you do not mind me saying, she has a fabulous body."

"Thank you, no, I do not mind you saying that at all."

"At first, I thought she was your daughter, but when you winked at me and gave me the go ahead nod, I knew that she wasn't. I never would have expected her to be your—"

"Yeah, well, I get a lot of that, I am a bit older than she is but, you know, love is blind."

"Well, Freddie, is there anything that I need to know?"

"Yes," I said thinking for a minute. "You must wear a condom. Safe sex, you know."

"Of course, yeah, no problem with that. I have plenty in my pocket," he said tapping his pants pocket.

"And she loves being blindfolded."

"Really? Kinky," he said taking a gulp of his drink. "I like that."

I handed him a black, silk scarf and he tucked it in his pocket.

"Not being able to see the action, drives her wild and really makes her hot and horny. When she cannot see, it makes her want to do stuff," I gave him a wink and a smile, "all kinds of dirty and nasty stuff."

He had a permanent smile on his face with a bit of drool coming out of the corner of his mouth. In the way that he was looking at me, he made me wonder if he was about to faint with excitement.

"Matter of fact," I said leaning in closer to him, "blindfold her as soon as you enter the room but leave the door ajar after you blindfold her for me to enter the room. It's a game we play. Even though she knows that I am there watching, she likes to pretend that she is alone with her special fuck buddy. That way she'll be less nervous and self-conscious knowing that I am there and better able for you to unleash the beast in her."

"This is my first time, too, you know, with someone else's wife and with someone in the room watching," he said spitting out the words like a machine gun. 

"Don't worry, Frank. She'll give you the time of your life."

"She is very pretty, Freddie."

"Calm down, Frankie. Pull yourself together. When was the last time you got lucky?"

"Well, it's been a while, not since the last dance when I tripped over some old geezer and made a fool of myself trying to get to a woman."

"Listen," I said, thinking that I really wanted to punch him in the face but that this bit of revenge was way better. "I'll enter after you two have become better acquainted, if you know what I mean," I gave him a nudge in the ribs, "and I'll sit quietly in the chair by the door and watch the action from there. Just make sure that you angle her so that I have a clear view of her body. I like to watch."

"Okay, Freddie." We shook hands again and the dirty deed was done.

I returned back to my stool as Vicky returned from the ladies room.

Within minutes of her returning from the restroom, Frank and Vicky left the bar and headed for the elevator.

I waited an appropriate time before heading upstairs to the sixth floor. Once off the elevator, I turned the corner and walked down the long corridor to my room, 614. Sure enough, the door was left ajar. There on the bed was Vicky blindfolded with Frank lying beside her.

Quietly, I entered and closed the door without making a sound. Frank gave me a wave with his hand and I acknowledged his wave with a nod of my head. I made myself comfortable in the chair by the door watching Frankie and Vicky making out like horny teenagers.

Immediately, they started French kissing and already I was getting an erection watching him pawing her round ass and feeling her full tits. Vicky has one Hell of a body. She sure is a gorgeous woman. If nothing else, Frank was very dexterous. I watched him unbutton her silk blouse one handed while feeling her ass with the other and going up her skirt exposing her cream panties to me while never missing a beat kissing her. This guy could do more one handed than I could do with two. 

Now, that he had her blouse unbuttoned, I had a great view of her bra covered tits. Vicky had a nice C cup rack. Her bra matched her panties, cream in color. I watched him feel her thigh, raising her skirt up, as his hand moved along the curve of her ass and all the way up her back and to her bra. I could tell by the way he felt all of her that he loved her body. Oh, yeah, Vicky has a body.

Next, he unzipped her skirt and she helped him remove it, removing her blouse at the same time. Now, there she was in her bra, panties, and blindfolded. It was so hot to watch him touch her everywhere. It was so hot to see Vicky like that, so semi-naked and so deliciously vulnerable. I decided to get more comfortable. I unzipped and pulled out Big Freddie, okay Little Freddie. Luckily, there was a box of tissues on a shelf by the chair. I needed to stroke myself while watching this action.

This guy had fingers that a safecracker would envy because in one little click, he had her bra unsnapped. Way to go, Frankie. (Now, if that was me, I would have been there with two hands while holding a flashlight in my mouth and finally having to ask her to undo her own damn bra. I hate those things.) I could tell that Vicky was hot for him, too, because she was squirming and rubbing her thighs together like a grasshopper while reaching her hand down and feeling his erection through his pants.

All this time, they never stopped making out. Slowly, he lowered the straps of her bra. She moved her arms so that he could pull it off. There they were, finally, her beautiful tits. Her nipples were so very erect. She was hot for him, alright. I could tell from his touch that he was a tit man and if Vicky had anything, she had tits, great tits. 

He lifted his head to look over at me rolling his eyes back in his head and smiling wildly, as he felt her tits, and I gave him the thumbs up sign with my left hand, as I stroked my erect cock with my right hand. His head disappeared and I knew that he was sucking her nipples. I lifted myself up in the chair a little, craning my neck to see. Oh, yeah, he was sucking on those babies.

He reached down with his other hand feeling her between her legs. His touch of her pussy had her squirming. Her thighs were working it and tightly holding his hand in place while she got off. Gradually, he pulled out his hand and I watched him feel her round, firm ass through her panties. Slowly, he rolled her panties down and she wiggled herself free of them off. Vicky has such a great ass and it was so arousing to watch Frank feel her ass, suck her tits, and feel her trimmed blonde pussy.

Frank had Vicky moaning in no time. She wanted it. She wanted him. I watched her unzip him and he helped her by removing his pants and removing his boxers. His cock was standing straight out, he was so very excited. Her hand went right for his cock. I watched as she wrapped her fingers around his big prick. Slowly, she started stroking him. All the while, they never stopped kissing, not once.

It was so very exciting to see Vicky naked with another man. I could not wait to see him fuck her. I could not wait to see him stick his big cock in her mouth and watch her suck him off. I could not wait to watch him shoot a warm load of cum in her mouth.

Frank sat up in bed to remove his shirt and t-shirt. He mouthed the word, "Wow!" to me, as he fanned himself with his hand. Then, he looked down at his cock and looked up at me making the universal fuck sign with his hand. Again, I gave him the thumbs up sign with my left hand while never removing my right hand from stroking my hard cock. Quickly, he rolled a condom over his cock.

He rolled Vicky over, spread her legs, and climbed on top of her. I watched as she reached her little hand down and directed his cock inside of her. Slowly, at first, he started fucking her. Then, faster and harder, I watched as he drove his cock deeper and deeper. He was banging her like she was the last woman on Earth. Then, they found a rhythm where he pounded her and she humped him back before he pounded her, again.

He was banging her deep in the mattress so hard that I could barely see her. All that I could see of her were her toes, her forehead, her nose, some blonde hair, and her tits bouncing up and down and jiggling side to side. God, I love her knockers; she has fabulous tits. 

They continued like that, fucking one another, for twenty minutes. It took all the control that I had not to cum. I slowed my stroking action. I did not want to cum until Vicky was sucking his cock. That was the hot part and I could not wait to see her do that to him, to watch her suck him off.

Frank turned to look at me and, again, he mouthed the words, "Wow!" and "Thank you." I held up my digital camera asking him with a look if it was okay to shoot a couple of candid photos. He smiled and gave me the nod. I shot away.

Then, I heard her moaning getting louder and louder until she had orgasm after orgasm. Man, Frankie really fucked Vicky. I was nearly ready to cum. Then, they switched positions. He fell back on the bed exhausted and she, the little vixen, sat up and rolled over sliding her body down to take his cock in her mouth. Deftly, she took his cock in her hand, removed and discarded the condom, stroked him, and then took him in her mouth. Oh, baby, watching Vicky suck Frankie's cock was just what I was waiting to see. I could no longer hold back and shot a load of cum in the tissue. Quickly, I cleaned up the mess, put my cock away, and zipped up my pants. 

Now, I took the time to get some really great shots of Vicky sucking Frankie. She was sucking his cock like she was just home from prison. Man, what a blow job she was giving him. I loved seeing her head bob up and down while watching her blonde hair cascade all over his stomach and thighs. Frankie, a man of his word, made sure that he angled his body and angled Vicky to give me the best view of the action. I really got some great photographs.

When I saw him gently place a hand on the back of her head, I knew he was about to cum and he did. He pumped a warm load in her mouth. She swallowed him and pulled away just in time for him to shoot another load all over her face, across the blindfold, and in her hair. He gave her a real cum bath.

She pulled off the blindfold just as my camera went off for the fiftieth time and turned around in shocked horror.

"Freddie! What are you doing here?" She turned to Frank. "What's he doing here?"

"He asked if he could watch and I told him yes."

"You told him he could watch! Why?"

"Why? He's your husband and you are a swinger?"

"He's not my husband and I am no swinger. I'm a librarian and he's my regular pain-in-the-ass leering, pervert of a customer."

I ran out of the room with Frankie chasing after me naked. He grabbed me at the elevator.

"What the fuck, man? You said you were her husband."

"I said no such thing. I only asked if I could watch."

Just as he was ready to slug me, the elevator doors opened and half dozen librarians alighted.

"Listen here you pervert," I said. "I am not a gay man and if you do not unhand me and return to your hotel room, immediately, I will report you to the front desk."

"Ewww! Naked man! Gross!"

Four Japanese tourists all with cameras came from out of nowhere and started taking dozens of photos of Frankie running back towards the room with his cock bouncing up and down and side to side. Only, Vicky had already vacated the room locking the door behind her. There was Frankie standing in the hotel corridor as hotel security was alerted and on their way to detain him for the police.

Meanwhile, back to the beginning of the story where I inadvertently omitted a few things.

"Hi, Vicky, it sure is a coincidence seeing you here."

"Freddie! What are you doing here besides stalking me, you pervert."

"Stalking you, I'm doing no such thing. I'm here for the Swingers' dance."

"Figures you'd be a swinger."

"What are you doing here besides stalking me, Vicky?"

"Stalking you? In your dreams. I'm here for the librarian convention."

"Listen, Vicky, since we are here, together, let me buy you a drink and maybe, you will allow me to get lucky with—"

"Lucky? You get lucky with me? All those times I caught you looking down my blouse and peeking up my skirt when I was bending or squatting down to return a book to a shelf, you ought to be ashamed of yourself."

"I am ashamed, Vicky. I'm ashamed I never had a camera with me to snap some candid photos of you."

"Ewww! You're disgusting. I would not have sex with you if you were the last man on earth. Besides, did you forget that I am married?" She held up her ring finger only her ring was not on it. I figured she already had a couple of cocktails and came here hoping to get lucky. Then, she said it, the same line she says to me all the freakin' time. "Why would I lower myself to your level when I can get any man?"

"Really, Vicky, do you think that you are so hot, (and she was) that you can get any man (and she could and I knew that)?"

"Yes."

"I'll tell you what. There's a handsome guy heading over this way. If you can pick him up, I'll never bother you, again. If he eludes your beautiful self, then you must sleep with me. Bet?"

"Bet."

"Let's shake on it."

The man approached the bar and took the stool beside Vicky. He turned to her just as she turned to him.

"Hi, how are you?"

"Good," she said making eye contact with a smile.

"What's your name?"

"Vicky."

"Hi, Vicky, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Frank."

Well, the next week, I paid Vicky a visit at the library.

"What are you doing here? We had a bet that if I picked up the guy that you would never bother me, again."

"Yeah, but that was before I had photos of you with Frankie. I managed to get the same room, 614. I slid the key across the desk to her. I think you know where the hotel is. I'll see you there after work, unless, of course, you do not care if I send the photos of you with Frankie to your husband."

Needless to say, Vicky, Little Ricky, and I had a good time. I said my goodbye to her as she was leaving the hotel room. 

"I'll see you next week, Vicky."

"Over my dead body, Freddie."



Can I Watch?



Karen could never forget the first time she saw her son masturbate.

It happened months ago. Tom had just turned 19, and she wanted to surprise him on the midnight of his birthday with a gift, while he was still watching tv in the living room. 

Karen gently and quietly opened her bedroom door with her present in hand, and softly walked towards the living room without making a sound- and what she saw left her stunned: Her son was watching softcore porn on cable. As she quietly stepped closer to the couch, she could see that he was masturbating. 

Her heart pounded. She couldn't believe that her wholesome young man could do something so brazen in their living room. Sure, she knew that all boys were especially horny at that age, but this? In the same house while he thought his mother was sleeping? 

But above anything else, she couldn't believe how she felt about seeing him pleasure himself so explicitly. Karen had only been with one man her entire life, and that was her ex-husband. Her favorite fantasy was to watch him masturbate while looking at her, but her ex-husband always laughed it off and was reluctant to do it because of how ridiculous he thought it was. 

Now there she was, the middle of her legs becoming wet, watching her son pleasure himself. She was aroused and she knew it. She quietly tiptoed back to her room before she could get caught, and she later did something she NEVER thought she would EVER do- she fantasized about her son for the very first time in her life.

Can I Watch?

"This looks good," Tom said as he went to the kitchen for breakfast.

She smiled, "Thanks. I was supposed to meet some clients this morning, but I got a message late last night that they had to cancel. My boss said I could finish my report at home, so I figured I might as well do some cooking and catch up on chores while I had the extra time."

"Lucky," he replied while eating. "I've got an exam today and it's a real pain in the ass. But seriously mom, you work too hard and you should try relaxing a little."

"If I relaxed during my free time, then who would cook and clean for my college boy? It certainly wouldn't be you," she replied jokingly.

"Good point. In that case, just work the amount that you need and don't tire yourself out too much."

She playfully slapped him on the arm. "Very funny. You know, if I didn't love you so much, I would have forced you to do your own laundry and to clean your own room."

He grabbed the rest of his food and got up to give her a kiss. "Then I guess I'm really lucky to have such an awesome mother. I wish I could stay and eat, but I have to meet some friends for some last minute studying. It's the only way I can be as smart as you right?"

"I'm glad we agree on that," she replied as he smiled and left.

*** SAW SOMETHING ***

After cleaning the dishes and vacuuming the carpet, Karen went to her son's room to do his laundry. She pulled off the pillow case on his bed, and when she grabbed the blanket, she saw something that left her as speechless as the day she caught her son masturbating months ago: There was a photo of her underneath his blanket. 

'What's this doing here?' she thought to herself.

It was a photo of her in a one piece bathing suit from a summer vacation they had two years ago. The picture itself was from a photo album which she kept in the closet in the hallway. But what was it doing in his bed? 

A realization had suddenly come over her. When she vacuumed his room a moment earlier, she had picked a few pieces of used tissue paper off the floor and threw it in his trash. 

'Oh god,' she gasped. 'Was my own son thinking about me?'

Karen felt torn. On the one hand, she felt disgusted and betrayed that her own son could do such a thing with her picture. But on the other hand, she couldn't be mad at him because just a few months ago, she had watched him masturbate and then fantasized about him afterwards. The thought of her son masturbating to her picture made her feel inexplicably naughty, but in a good way. She even felt a little flattered by it.

Almost without thinking, Karen walked to her room to grab an even more private photo of herself which she had hid in a drawer. It was a picture of one of the rare moments in her life that she had ever worn a small bikini while at a private pool party with her close friends. 

She went back to her son's room and tucked it neatly under his blanket for him to 'use' later.

*** PROMISE YOU WON'T TELL? ***

The rest of the day was as usual. She did her work, cooked, had dinner with son, and watched a little tv before calling it a night. Also as usual, Karen ended her day by washing up and putting on her flannel pajamas before heading to bed. But when she exited her bathroom, she saw her son walking down the hallway and towards her bedroom. And by the look on his face, he had something important to say.

"Mom...Were you...did you clean my room today?" he asked uncomfortably, standing in her room.

"Of course I did. Your room didn't just clean itself you know," she replied casually, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

"Well of course I know that. But my bed...did you..."

"If you're referring to the picture left under your blanket, then don't worry, it wasn't a ghost that put it there- I did," she said with a soft smile.

"Am I missing something here?" he asked. "I mean, shouldn't you be mad at me? Aren't you upset at all?"

"I'll answer your question on one condition," she replied.

"What's that?"

"I want you to tell me why you were using my picture. And I want an honest answer."

"Is this really necessary?"

She nodded. "It's necessary if you want me to answer your question."

He paused for a moment. "Fine. Being completely honest here, I've always thought of you as being my ideal woman. You're smart, classy, caring, and you're really really sexy. I know you're my mom and everything, but that's just how I feel."

"That's very sweet of you to say," she replied, feeling genuinely touched by his words.

"Now it's your turn. Why did you leave your bikini picture in my room?"

She sighed, "You know, a part of me wished that you would have given a vague answer because I wanted to give a vague response. But since you were so open and honest, here it goes; I've always been excited by the thought of a man pleasuring himself. Don't ask me why, but it just gets me going. It's the only kink I have. Your father rarely ever let me watch him masturbate, and on the rare occasions he did, it would only be for a quick few seconds and he would laugh it off before stopping. Then a few months ago, I saw you...you know..."

"You caught me jerking off?

She nodded, "In the living room late at night. I saw you masturbating, and truthfully, a big part of me was very aroused. And when I saw my picture in your bed today, I was flattered by it. In fact, it turned me on in a strangely erotic way."

"All I can say is--- wow! You always were a cool mom, but when it came to the magic s-word, I've always thought you were a real prude because of how conservative you always act," he said, referring to sex.

She smiled, "It's getting late and I have to wake up early tomorrow for work. We better get to sleep."

"I guess so. But, um, do you think we can finish this conversation another time? It's a pretty important topic if you ask me."

"Sure. But only if I get to ask you one last personal question?"

"Anything," he replied.

"Do you plan on using my picture before you go to bed?" she asked as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. "You know, do you plan on masturbating with it?"

"Jeez, mom, you've really put me on the spot here..."

"I'll take that as a yes," she smiled. "So would you rather see the real thing, or do you prefer the picture?"

"Are you asking what I think you're asking?" he asked in a state of disbelief. 

Karen nodded to her son. "I am. But only if you promise not to tell anyone. The last thing I need is for anyone to know what my secret fetish is. And I don't even want to think about what people would say about me as a parent. I'd be the talk of the town, and not in a flattering way."

"Mom, you know that there's no way I'll ever be stupid enough to ruin what I think you're offering me right now. And you know I would never hurt you like that."

She grinned, "Good. Now you can start by pulling down your shorts and having a seat on my bed."

"Me?" he asked with a confused look on his face. "But I thought...I thought you were the one who was going to show..."

"I am. I want to watch you masturbate in front of me. And in exchange, I'll show you my breasts. That's our deal. We both get what we want out of this. Sound fair?"

His hands slowly made its way around the waist band of his shorts and he gave it a gentle tug downwards.

"It does. God, this is going to be a little embarrassing. But it's worth it to finally see those breasts of yours."

With one swift motion, Tom bent down to pull his shorts and underwear off, leaving him naked from the waist down. 

"Oh my, you've grown," she told him, with a sense of approval over his manhood. 

He smiled at his mother. "Thanks. Now where do you want me to do it?"

"On my bed with your back against the wall. I'm sure that would be comfortable for you."

He did as he was asked, sitting on her bed pressing his back against the wall. 

Karen's eyes lit up as she saw her son growing and becoming erect. "Looks like you don't need me to show you any skin. You're aroused enough just being an exhibitionist to your mother."

"Well, I'll admit that it's REALLY hot being naked in front of you. And it's even hotter knowing that you enjoy it. But of course, I do need to see something. A deal is a deal remember?" 

Her hands casually started unbuttoning the top of her pajamas. "You're right. A deal is a deal."

Just when enough buttons were undone, she spread open the material covering her chest, and she exposed herself to her son.

Her heart was pounding as she watched her son's eyes grow along with his cock. Her breasts were completely exposed for him. It was sinfully arousing for her to see her own son slowly start to masturbate in front of her, while his eyes were locked onto her bare medium sized breasts, with her pink nipples becoming stiff.

"You seem like you're enjoying yourself," she asked, breaking the slight awkwardness in the room.

"I am," he said while masturbating. "This is so hot. You have such an amazing body mom."

"Thank you. I'm enjoying this as well. Do you need any extra stimulation?"

She didn't wait for her son to answer before she started softly cupping the round bottoms her breasts and played with her hard pink nipples using her fingers. She found herself inadvertently becoming even more aroused, as her breasts and nipples have always been very sensitive, and it was clear to her that her son was enjoying the show as his breathing and stroking became harder.

"Oh god. Keep playing with those tits mom. I can't believe this is happening," he groaned.

Watching a guy masturbate up close was one thing, but seeing her own son do it while looking at her bare breasts drove her absolutely wild. Her secret masturbation fantasy had finally come true, along with the added taboo of incest to make things ever hotter for the demure woman. She held in her emotions and excitement as she continued to fondle herself for him. 

It wasn't long before he exhibited all of the tell tale signs of having an orgasm; a sight she hadn't seen from a man since she became a single woman.

"Cum for me," she said innocently. "I want to see you cum."

His hands stroked faster and his moans became louder. His back suddenly arched, his muscles stiffened, and a flurry of his sperm shot up in the air and all over his stomach. He didn't stop stroking until he was completely drained, with his eyes never leaving his mother's body. Then when it was over, he collapsed and went completely limp.

She smiled, "That was an impressive amount of fluids you released. Looks like you've inherited more than just your father's good looks and charm."

Tom didn't reply, he just laid there, recovering, while Karen closed her top and reached over to grab a few pieces of tissue paper from her bedside table to toss on her son's stomach. 

"Thanks," he replied, using the tissue to clean himself. "I haven't felt anything like that in a really long time. I mean...actually doing that in front of you and seeing you touch yourself was almost better than hooking-up with any of my classmates. It just...you know..."

"I know exactly what you mean Tom. The taboo of mother/son incest can be quite thrilling to some people, and it looks like you and I fall under that category. Just don't ask for it again. Not anytime soon. This might be a one time thing okay? I don't want things to get out of hand between us- no pun intended."

"I guess so," he complained. "But I'm glad I got to experience this."

With that said, the two of them said their 'good nights' and each headed to bed.

*** THE NEXT MORNING ***

Karen sat at the breakfast table looking like her prim & proper self. Her hair and make-up were perfectly done, and she had on one of her more expensive pant suits in anticipation for an important meeting in just over an hour.

"Good morning sweetheart," she said with a loving smile as her son came down.

Tom smiled back and gave his mother a kiss on the forehead before sitting down to eat. "Morning mom! I must say, you look extra wonderful this morning. And thank you for making me this wonderful breakfast for me. Did I ever tell you that you're my favorite person in the world?"

"Well aren't you cheerful today," she skeptically noted. "I don't think you've ever thanked me for anything. Please don't tell me that you've been possessed." 

"I can't being in a great mood. Especially after last night," he smiled before digging in to his food.

"Oh, of course. That. It was a pretty outrageous night, I'll admit. And we both certainly got what we wanted out of it, no matter how taboo it was."

"Does that mean you pleasured yourself afterwards?" he asked with a smile.

"I guess there's no point in denying it. Yes, I masturbated after you left, and it was great. I know it isn't something that a mother should ever do with her son, but it's our little secret right?"

"You bet it is. And speaking of which, can we do it again really quick? I couldn't stop thinking about you all night, or all morning after I woke up. I could really use the relief before I go to class."

"Didn't I say to not ask me about it again?" she asked in a peeved tone. "Besides, you looked like you released a healthy amount of sperm last night, so I refuse to believe that you need any type of 'relief' so soon."

Tom gave his mother a serious look. "Mom, the amount that I shot last night is what I consider to be normal. I usually cum that much once or twice a day if I have to. And after what we did last night, my body is practically on overdrive. I won't be able to concentrate at school today if I can't get off the way I need to."

"Well then just masturbate the way you normally do. It's not exactly rocket science."

"I know that, but you've really raised the bar after showing me your breasts. I've wanted to see that for a really long time. Simply using my imagination or looking at pictures just won't cut it for the time being."

She sighed and gave her son a playful smile. "Fine. You've made your case. I guess this is partly my fault for starting this whole thing. But make it quick since I have an important meeting to attend soon."

Karen stood up and placed her hands around the lining of her jacket, preparing to take it off. But just as she did that, she stopped.

"You know, it would take too much time for me to remove my entire top and put it back on afterwards. Plus I don't want to get any wrinkles on them. Do you mind if show you my lower region instead? Would that work for you?" she asked.

Tom's eyes lit up at his mother's counter-offer. "Hmm...That's not a bad idea. That would definitely work, sure."

Her hands moved down to the top button of her pants. She undid the button, pulled her zipper down, and let her pants fall to her ankles.

"Good," she said. "Then it should help you to finish faster. As I've said, I have an important business meeting this morning which I can't be late for."

Karen brought her fingers to the top of her panties and yanked them down, letting them fall to her ankles as well, exposing her cleanly shaven crotch along with her bare vagina.

"Like what you see?" she asked proudly.

"Oh god mom. I love it," he replied gushingly. "You look sexier than any of the college girls I've been seeing lately."

She smiled, "Thank you for the nice complement. Now start stroking. I'm a busy woman and I haven't got all day here."

Tom got the message and swiftly pulled his shorts down to free his raging hard cock. He leaned back on his chair and started stroking himself for both his own pleasure, and his mother's. Karen then pressed her rear-end against the table and spread her vaginal lips slightly apart for her son to get a better look. She loved teasing him and having that power over him. And it worked, his eyes were glued to her womanhood and wetness as he stroked himself even harder.

"That looks like fun" she said, licking her lips at her horny son.

"You bet it is," he replied, staring at his mother's open cunt. "Do you want to try it? Ya know, stroke it for me?"

"I couldn't. That would be crossing the line. Watching is one thing, but actually touching..."

He stopped his mother mid-sentence. "No one has to know remember? Isn't that what you said to me? It'll be our little secret mom. Trust me."

Karen gave him a skeptical, yet excited look. It was a look which said, 'Why the heck not?'

"Okay," she replied softly. "You only live once right?"

She reached down and took her son's throbbing penis in her hand. Her heart raced as she crossed 'that line' for the very first time. Tom's heart raced as well. It was the first time in her life that she had ever given a guy a handjob, and it was with her very own son at that. It was an INCESTUOUS handjob. 

"God that feels so good," he moaned. "Stroke it harder mom, faster."

She heeded her son's words and gave him exactly what he wanted, what he needed to feel in order to cum. She gripped him tighter and stroked him. She loved how his eyes went from being glued to her open vagina, to being closed shut because of the incestuous pleasure he was receiving from her. And most of all, she loved having complete and utter sexual control over her own son.

"God...I'm going to cum...faster mom...harder..."

Karen did the cruel thing and instead slowed down.

"What are you doing mom?!" he panted. "I need to cum sooo bad."

She smiled and stroked him even slower. "I kind of like torturing you. It's fun watching you suffer."

"Please!" he begged. "I'll do the dishes for a week! I'll do your laundry! Just let me cum already!"

"That's not a bad deal. I accept."

Karen's hand went in full motion and she furiously jerked him off. She quickly found that Tom wasn't joking when he said that he really needed to cum, and that he often produces large amounts of sperm, as his orgasm shot wildly in the air and onto her hand and on his clothes. 

"Oh god!!!" he yelled.

She didn't stop stroking until every last drop of his 19 year old cum was drained from his body. And she loved every second of it.

"Feel better now?" she asked rhetorically.

"God, I feel like a new man," he panted. "I feel like I'm swimming in the ocean."

She laughed and pulled her pants up. "Well, you're certainly swimming in something right now, but it's definitely not water."




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"Oh...right..." he replied, looking down at his own mess. "Did you at least like doing it for me?"

"It's not a bad way to start my morning. It's a fantasy of mine too remember?"

Before she left, Karen looked her son straight in the eyes and licked her fingers clean, tasting his cum. She savored it and rolled it around in her mouth while Tom watched in delight as his sophisticated mother ate his cum.

"Yum...You taste good. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to wash up and head to the office. Have a great day," she said as she left the kitchen with a huge grin on her face.

*** HORNY LITTLE BASTARD ***

Her fantasy had finally come true. Not only did she get to watch a guy masturbate twice while admiring her body, but she got to masturbate him with her own hand. On top of that, the fact that it was her son who she did it with only made things that much more taboo, but in a good way. It was all she thought about while at work.

After a busy day in the office, Karen came home and immediately kicked off her shoes and breathed a sight of relief. But just when she thought she was ready for a long break, her overly eager son came to greet her at the door.

"Hey mom!" he smiled. "Have a good day at work?"

"Hmmm...greeting me at the door and asking how my day went? I guess I should start giving you handjobs more often, maybe then you'll start helping with the household chores regularly," she joked.

"I hope you're being serious because I really like that arrangement," he said, flashing another smile. "Maybe we can start now? I'm feeling a little pent up again."

Karen looked shocked. "Again? After all you came last night and this morning?"

"Like I said, that's normal for me. I could really use your hand for another round of relief."

Tom didn't wait for his mother's reply before pulling down his shorts and underwear to reveal his semi-erect cock in their living room, while the late-afternoon sun was still shining through the windows.

"Jeez! Tom! Put that thing away before someone outside sees you."

He shrugged off her worries. "What's the big deal? We could just close the curtains and no one would know."

"What have I created?" she jokingly asked. "I had no idea anyone could be so sexually active; your father definitely wasn't."

"You haven't created anything," he playfully replied. "I've always been a horny little bastard. But what you did yesterday was kind of like giving alcohol to someone genetically pre-dispositioned to be an alcoholic. It's the same equivalence. You got me hooked. So this is technically your fault mom."

She sighed, "I guess I'm finding out the downside of paying for that expensive education of yours, aren't I? You're becoming too smart for your own good young man."

"The way I see it see, we both have the same mutual-masturbation fetish anyway. So what's the harm?"

Karen paused and gave her son a stern motherly look. "Well, I guess there's no point in arguing anymore. Plus I suppose it's not a bad way to unwind after a stressful day at work either. Close the curtains and I'll take care of that hard-on for you."

Before those last words could escape her lips, Tom ran over to the windows with his penis flopping around and quickly closed the curtains.

"Well that was fast," Karen noted.

Tom pulled off his t-shirt to get completely naked and he sat down on the couch. "This is way better than getting presents on Christmas. So why wouldn't I be fast?"

"Your youthful enthusiasm never gets old," she replied with a loving smile. "You know, I didn't expect things to happen the way that it has, or for this to happen as often as it is, but I suppose there's no harm in enjoying it."

Karen then put one hand on her business jacket, pinching the bottom button, and another hand on top of the zipper to her pants.

"Breasts or vagina? It's you're choice, and you can only pick one," she said to him.

"Can't I see both of them at the same time?"

"Nope, don't forget that I'm still your mother, not your girlfriend or your plaything. There's got to be boundaries here."

"Your pussy then," he replied. "And since you're showing only one thing, do you think you could at least throw in a little bonus for me? You set a really high bar this morning."

"Fine. I'll use my hand."

"I was thinking a little more than that. Maybe you could let me...go inside?"

"Excuse me?" she replied in a stunned tone of voice. "I most certainly will not have sex with you young man. In spite of everything we've done, I am still your..."

"I know, I know mom. It doesn't exactly have to be sex. Just think of it as you giving me a handjob like earlier today, but instead of using your hand, it'll be with your vagina instead. Think about it. A handjob with your vagina."

She gave her son a puzzled, yet playful look, as she attempted to decode what he had just said. 

"A handjob with my vagina huh? That's new. And I thought I heard it all..."

"Anything to have s--...uh...I mean...anything to make my mother feel good. This is more for you than it is for me. I hope you know that," he said with as much charm as he could muster.

Karen smiled and raised her eyebrow, "Really? This is more for me huh? If that's the case, then I better have a mind-blowing orgasm when this is over. If I do, you might get a little reward after."

She undid the button and zipper of her expensive pants, and after she took them off, she neatly folded it and placed in on a nearby chair. She took a deep breath and did the same with her panties, leaving her completely bare from the waist down except for the pantyhose on her calves and feet. Before she walked over to her son, she posed and modeled for him, teasing him, making herself feel even more attractive and desired thanks to the look in his eyes.

"God, you're so fucking beautiful mom," he stated emphatically. 

"Thanks darling," she said as she moved to hover over him. "I didn't want to tell you this earlier, but you're a lot bigger than your father is down there, and he's the only man I had ever slept with. So please be gentle with me..."

With that said, she placed both feet on opposite ends of the cushions on the couch, and slowly lowered herself to her son's massive hard-on. Her vagina was spread wide open and her son used his hands to make sure that his throbbing cock was pointed straight towards his mother's womanhood as it descended. Once her labia and pink insides touched the head of his cock, she paused for a moment, before continuing to lower herself, inch by inch, until the entire length of his cock was inside her vagina.

"Oh my...you're so big...It's been so long..." she moaned.

He reached around to grab her ass to pull her forward. "I can tell. Your so fucking tight and wet mom. I'm horny as hell right now."

Karen became even wetter as she heard her own son strings those words together; 'tight, wet, and mom.' No matter how either of them tried to rationalize this, it finally struck her that they were actually having sex. He was inside her body stretching her vaginal walls. But she didn't care how bad it was, it felt good. It felt amazing. It felt right.

She slowly started rocking her hips while they looked each other straight in the eyes. With every gyrate she gave, she felt his raging hard cock go that much deeper inside of her body. As her dripping wet vagina began to loosen and relax, she began to thrust even harder. Their arms were wrapped tightly around each other and they felt each others breath on one anothers lips.

"Oh god mom...this feels so fucking good...I love this mom..."

"Just relax," she moaned. "Enjoy the moment. I want you to remember this for the rest of your life."

Their unholy mother/son coupling became even hotter and more intense. She remembered how it all started when she watched her son masturbate, now here she was, fucking him. Seeing him under her sexual control made her feel aroused in a way that she had never felt before, and it was taking its toll on both of them. Soon, she recognized the tell-tale signs she knew all to well from her ex-husband, his father, as well as a burning sensation between her own legs.

"Mom...I'm going to cum..."

"I know honey....I know...Just let it happen. There's nothing to be afraid of. I want your cum inside of me."

She watched his eyes roll back and felt his body arch. Soon, she felt a massive load of his cum fill deep inside of her vagina. Her own body gave a similar reaction to his, and she felt her muscles spasm, and her vagina having a strong burning sensation. It was the best orgasm she felt in years (if not the best orgasm she ever had). Fluids rushed down from deep inside her. Every inch of her body wanted her to scream out loud, but instead, she planted a big sloppy wet kiss on her son's mouth for the very first time. It was an incestuous kiss that made every motherly kiss she had ever given him on the cheek or forehead absolutely pale in comparison. 

"That was so amazing," she said in between kisses as they both calmed down. "I've never felt anything like that before in my life."

"I was about to say the same thing. I think I've already told you this before, but you're the coolest mom ever."

She gave him another kiss and got up, letting his flaccid penis just plop out of her body, leaving a trail of both of their orgasms dripping down her leg.

"Thanks. You're sweet. But I really need a hot shower right about now. Oh, and I almost forgot..."

She bent down and took his wet flaccid penis in her mouth and quickly sucked the fluids off. Her tongue quickly ran laps around the sensitive area of his head and around the length of the shaft.

"Oh fuck..." he panted as his mother finished using her mouth on his cock.

"There, now you don't have to go through the troubles of wiping anything off," she said with a wink.

"Next time we do something together, I want that! Your mouth feels as good as your pussy does."

She smiled, "Well, you'll have your chance sooner rather than later. Start packing some of your stuff and put them in my bedroom. With a cock like yours, you'll be sleeping in my bedroom from now on."

Tom watched as his classy mother turned away, still smiling, and picked up her pants and left. She was still naked from the waist down. His eyes were locked onto her rear-end as her luscious ass checks swayed from side to side as she headed up the stairs.

The End

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Sarah worked as a maid at a hotel in New York City. Sarah's work keeping the rooms clean didn't bring her into close contact with the guests often, but on occasion she would get the chance to interact with some of them. Jason and Shawn, at least those were the names they put in the guest register, had been regular guests at the hotel for about a year now. They were both high profile professional athletes, Shawn was a defensive back for the Giants and, Jason an outfielder for the Mets. They would always arrive at the hotel separately, check in, and invariably wind up in each other's room. 

It only took Sarah about two weeks to figure out what was going on, and even though Jason and Shawn had spared no expense to carefully conceal their clandestine meetings, at least one person knew about them. Sarah could go places in the hotel that most people couldn't so when she discovered that she could peek into their room through an air duct in one of the utility closets, her mind went to the same places as anyone else. If word of this got out it would be a huge fucking scandal. There would be all kinds of people who might offer big bucks to an eye witness, and if there were pictures, she could really cash in. That thought only stayed with Sarah for about a minute, then she started to watch. 

"Daaaamn," Sarah thought to herself. These guys weren't just hot they were super gorgeous. As Sarah watched the two men engaged in their illicit sexual congress, she couldn't get over what spectacular specimens of sexuality they were. Both men's bodies were completely shaved, making their hard perfectly toned muscles even more defined. They were both very well endowed, at least seven inches from what Sarah could tell, and the fact they had no pubic hair made them look even bigger. They both had amazing abs, hard firm six packs that looked so hot as they were contracting during each sexual thrust. They both had firm toned butts, long sexy legs, rock hard pecs, and Jason especially had a gorgeous dick. Shawn was no slouch but Jason's cock was a work of art. It was long and straight, no curve at all, with veins bulging along the length, and a huge mushroom head that Sarah thought would make a delicious lollipop. 

As much as Sarah enjoyed just looking at these two guys naked, it was even hotter watching them have sex. Sarah really didn't think she would like watching two guys at first, but it wasn't long before she changed her mind. Shawn was the top, and it was so hot the way he would be so rough with Jason. Sometimes he would just slam Jason over a table or bed, and pound his asshole while standing up. Shawn's leg and ass muscles would be so tight and firm as he was thrusting in and out. It was even hotter how Jason's dick would be so hard as he was taking Shawn's massive member. Shawn would occasionally reach between Jason's thighs and pull his swollen tool until the tip was pointed at the floor and massage it as he was fucking. This would cause Jason to ejaculate massive amounts of sperm, but it was even hotter when Shawn would finish, he would always manage to pull out at just the right time to erupt on the small of his friends back. 

Watching this was hot but Sarah's favorite was when Shawn would put Jason on his back with his legs in the air, and fuck him missionary. This would allow Jason to masturbate as Shawn was fucking him. Sarah's favorite thing in the world was watching Jason masturbate. His long smooth completely shaven cock, slick with lube, being slowly massaged, until the cum would explode from the tip of his dick splattering all over his toned sexy abs. Sarah didn't even need to play with herself as she watched these encounters. She could almost cum from just watching. Shawn and Jason would show up at the hotel once a week, sometimes twice, they would always get the same rooms so Sarah had been able to watch this for a while. 

Neither of them had any idea they were being watched, Sarah made sure of that because she would certainly lose her job if anyone found out she was invading a guests privacy. Sarah had always fantasized about being the meat in a Shawn and Jason sandwich, but she knew that would be extremely difficult to turn into a reality, and most likely impossible. Sarah would see Shawn and Jason around the hotel frequently and she had become friendly with both of them, but since they would always arrive separately neither knew that Sarah was friendly with the other. Both Shawn and Jason would flirt with the cute little hotel maid every time they saw her, but Sarah knew they were just pretending to make themselves look straight to whoever happened to be around. 

Sarah knew there was no way she was going to seduce these guys, much hotter girls than her tried everyday. She thought that she might be able to blackmail them into bed, she had been filming them with her phone for months, but her better judgment told her that was dangerous. These guys were superstar athletes, multimillionaires, with high powered lawyers, agents, and people looking out for them. Sarah was a hotel maid who was lucky she could pay her cellphone bill every month. She knew she probably wasn't the first girl to try blackmail to get the guys in bed either, so Sarah decided to keep her secret footage for her alone time with her box of toys, she needed a different approach. Even if she could blackmail them with her film, Sarah didn't want to have sex with anybody while she was holding a gun to their head, she wanted them to want her to. 

How could Sarah make two gay guys, who have the most beautiful women in the world throwing themselves at them every day even notice her? Sarah might not have been a supermodel, but she was gorgeous. She had long dark silky hair, she was maybe 5'5" 110lbs, with long gorgeous legs, perky B-cup breasts, and a flawlessly smooth sexy body. The only problem is that hotel maids don't wear the little French outfits you see in the movies. The drab colorless outfit Sarah had to wear every day made her look anything but sexy, and keeping her hair up in a bun all the time certainly didn't help. One thing Sarah had working for her was that these guys were gay. Prancing around in high heels, with her cleavage exploding everywhere probably wasn't going to impress these guys. 

Sarah had an idea that she thought might have an outside shot at working. Sarah was friendly with both Shawn and Jason, and she figured that at some time in the past year it had probably come up between them that they both knew the cute little maid, what they didn't know was that Sarah knew that they knew each other, Sarah thought she might be able to exploit that little piece of information. One day Sarah came to work wearing a Mets hat. Jason would always show up first, and get a room. Shawn would show up an hour or two later and get another room, this made it look like, even though they were in the same hotel, they were not together. Both Shawn and Jason went out of their way to cultivate their public image. 

They were always seen out with hot women, there were always stories in the paper about one or the other of them being slapped with a paternity suit that would always get settled quietly. As far as the world was concerned these guys were a couple of major pussy hounds, and that's what Sarah was counting on. As usual when Shawn arrived he started flirting with Sarah a little. 

"Hey cutie, I thought I was your favorite player," said Shawn.

"Oh you are sweetie, you're my favorite football player, my favorite baseball player gave me this," Sarah replied. 

"Oh your favorite baseball player huh, so which do you like better baby, football or baseball?" Shawn asked.

"Well, I might just have to let you two fight it out over me," Sarah giggled and explained to Shawn that Jason had given her the hat. 

"Hey do you guys know each other?" Sarah asked. 

Shawn stammered a little before answering, "No I never met him." 

Sarah had just sprung her trap, "Oh I thought all you big time ball players hung with each other....Hey do you want to meet him?" 

Shawn was babbling even worse now, "Well you know...I...uh." 

Sarah grabbed his hand, pulled him toward the elevator, and said, "Oh c'mon, he's really cool, I bet you guys would be friends." 

Shawn's mind was racing but, he figured that it probably wouldn't do too much damage to have this random hotel maid introduce him to Jason. He thought that when Jason opened the door he might be shocked, but he should figure out pretty quickly to just play along and they could get through this. 

When they got to the door Sarah knocked and when Jason opened it he did a good job of not completely jumping out of his skin, but he was surprised. Sarah went on with the introductions, and Shawn and Jason faked chatting like strangers for a while. Sarah saw an opportunity to work these two men deeper into her plan, and suddenly asked, "Hey, which one of you guys has better abs?" 

Shawn and Jason mumbled uncomfortably, "You know...I Uh..." 

Sarah started giggling, "C'mon you guys are going to have to fight it out to be my favorite player." Sarah playfully tugged at both of their shirt-tails until they both finally removed them. 

"Oh my God," Sarah traced the tip of her fingertip up and down both of their bare chests. 

"I just can't decide," Sarah said as she walked around behind them and ran her fingertip along their spines, they were both trembling as she touched them.

Sarah walked over to the door to the room, shut and locked it behind her. She took out the pin holding her long silky hair in a bun, and undid the top two buttons on her maid uniform. 

"Oooooh, I just don't know what I'm going to do, I'm all alone in a hotel room with two big...strong ...men, why you could just take advantage of me," Sarah said seductively as she walked around behind them and ran her fingertips along their spines again, making them tremble. 

"Mmmmm, a tiny little girl like me would be helpless," Sarah whispered as she walked over to the bed and hopped in. She undid the rest of the buttons on her blouse exposing her push-up bra, and said, "You boys could do unspeakable things to me and...mmmm there'd be nothing I could do to stop you." 

Sarah looked at the two men seductively as she kicked her pants and shoes off, exposing her sexy red thong. Jason and Shawn's minds were racing, they didn't run into this situation as much as most people might think. Professional sports teams have so much security these days that random girls showing up at a players hotel room and throwing themselves at them is almost impossible unless the player wants that to happen. Most of the girls that Jason and Shawn were seen out with were escorts, well paid to keep their mouths shut as to why the deal didn't get closed at the end of the evening. 

Jason tried to talk his way out of the situation, "Hey...you're our friend..we'd never..." 

Sarah took off her bra and threw it across the room. "Oh I read the papers, I know all about you two...you like having you way with poor helpless girls." 

Jason and Shawn knew they were in a bit of a pickle. They could probably blow Sarah off, why would superstars like them bother with some hotel maid, but they also knew that they had both carefully crafted their public images. This girl wouldn't have to go to the press. In a town like New York everybody who's anybody hangs out in the same places, if she just told one of the other maids that they weren't the pussy hounds they were made out to be, rumors could start flying, and rumors can be more dangerous than the truth. They had to play along. Shawn and Jason walked over to the bed and sat down on either side of Sarah. Sarah grabbed both of their hands and slapped them onto each of her bare breasts. 

"Ooooh my goodness, I just don't know what I'm going to do, how can I stop you from...mmmm taking advantage of me," Sarah said seductively 

Jason started to stammer, "Well we uh..." 

Sarah sat up, threw both of their hands off her breasts and said, "Maybe you boys couldn't take advantage of me." 

Jason and Shawn looked at each other and thought, maybe we pissed her off and she'll storm out. Sarah stood up on the bed and slipped off her thong, She was now standing naked on the bed between Shawn and Jason. Sarah sat down between them and rubbed both of their crotches. 

Sarah leaned towards Jason, gave him a soft kiss on the lips and said, "Mmmmm maybe I'll take advantage of you." Sarah gave Jason another gentle kiss on the lips and whispered in his ear, "You scared little boy....of all the naughty things mommy wants to do to you?" 

At this point Sarah was thinking these guys weren't exactly jumping her bones, but they weren't exactly fighting her off either, so she took it a little further. Sarah unzipped Jason's trousers and pulled out his cock. Jason was still flaccid so she turned to Shawn and said, "Let's see what you're working with big boy." 

Sarah unzipped Shawn's pants, pulled his flaccid penis out and observed, "Well, it seems like I have a couple of limp dicks here, I'm going to have to do something about that." 

Sarah started to gently massage both of their cocks. It took a minute before the guys started to get hard. "Oooooh," Sarah said out loud, "Such big strong boys." 

Sarah could tell they were both starting to enjoy her handjob, so she let them both take their pants off. Sarah was so excited now, the two hot guys she had been spying on for a year were both naked and in bed with her now. 

She resumed her handjob, once Sarah saw the guys were really enjoying getting their cocks massaged she leaned over to Jason and asked, "So which one of you am I going to take advantage of today?" 

Sarah leaned over to Shawn, kissed him on the lips and whispered, "I think you're the naughty boy." 

She leaned over to Jason and whispered, "and you're the good little boy.....Mommy likes good little boys." 

Sarah climbed on top of Jason, guided his penis inside of her, turned to Shawn and said seductively, "does that make you mad naughty boy....Mommy likes him better....I bet you want to punish mommy don't you....Huh, naughty boy,you wanna punish mommy... you wanna stick your big hard cock up mommy's ass....fuck her hard and fast...mmmm come punish mommy baby." 

Shawn said to himself, "fuck it I'll play along." 

He got up, positioned himself over Jason and Sarah, and slid his cock in Sarah's ass. Sarah was no quiet little nerd, she got around. She had been DP'ed before, but these guys had megacocks, she'd never had this much man inside her at once. 

Jason and Shawn had both been with women before, but they for whatever reason just preferred men. Today however Sarah could tell they were having a good time. Shawn was pulling her hair, and piston fucking her like a wild man, Jason was kissing her neck, and sucking her tits, as he was sliding in and out of her cunt. All Sarah had to do was enjoy. 

Having both of her body cavities filled at the same time like this was almost too much for Sarah to handle. When the orgasm hit her it was so much more intense, and it came much quicker than usual too. The sensation of anal and vaginal penetration at the same time by two such well endowed men sent waves of pleasure all over her body. Her toes curled so much she caught a cramp. 

The guys orgasms didn't come too long after hers, she'd never felt so much sperm inside her body. when they both pulled out of her, all three were soaked in sweat, and cum was dripping all over Sarah. 

"God, you guys stink," Sarah said playfully as she rolled over between them and started to giggle. 

"So which one of us is your favorite player sweetie?" Shawn asked. 

Sarah sat up and softly kissed Shawn, and then Jason on the lips, "I just can't decide fellas, I think you two are just going to have to keep fighting over me." 

Sarah got up, gathered her clothes and said, "See you next week boys." Sarah waved at them and headed back downstairs.



Can I Watch Ch. 02



A few months had gone by since Jessica and I had spoken about her watching me with another guy. When she first brought it up I was all for it. When I first asked Ben, I was hotter than hot with the idea, as was he. Since then however, I was having second thoughts. I had strong feelings for both Jessica and Ben. The sex with both of them is fantastic, each in their own way. I felt that if it just happened sometime then I would be fine with it. But when it's going to be planned in advanced, well, that's when my mind begins to wonder and think. Thus, I have been thinking and feeling unsure of myself. What if it appeared to Jessica that I liked sex with Ben more than her, or maybe the other way around? What would happen if jealousy reared its ugly head? How would Jessica seeing me have sex with a man affect the relationship we had. What if Jess decided she wanted to join Ben and me together? I never seemed to be able to answer those questions in any substantial way. I resigned myself to hoping it would happen spontaneously somehow.

My relationship with Jessica was still going full speed ahead. She had taken a different position in her firm. This meant moving to a different downtown location and she could no longer make the daily trek to my place. She stayed at her city apartment during week, drove up to my place every Friday to spend the weekends with me. We spoke on the phone and traded emails daily. This arrangement, of course, meant long weekends mostly spent in the bedroom. We spent weekends where she satisfied her craving for my body as much as I satisfied my craving for hers. She seemed plenty content with me, no longer mentioning her desire to watch two men together.

Ben, on the other hand was becoming more and more intrigued with the thought of Jessica watching the two of us. He had never met Jess but had seen a picture or two of her and me together. Ben and I were having sex more regularly now that Jessica was gone during the week. He began wondering if his chance to have sex with me in front of her was ever going to happen. Sometimes even suggesting he should call Jessica directly and set it up. I would always respond with a glare and convince him that I would take care of it. At least I knew all to well how to use my body to distract his thoughts.

Then this past week Jessica began talking about it again. I had already told her Ben was willing so she wondered when it was going to happen. She actually asked if I was chickening out on fulfilling her fantasy. Well, to me, that was all it took. I was not going to have her thinking I was a chicken to suck a cock in front of her.

Friday finally arrived and I had showered and prepared dinner for Jess and me. I was out on the back deck making sure the water in the hot tub was a perfect temperature when I heard Jessica's car pull up to my place in the woods. I walked around to the front of my cabin and saw her smile. Immediately her sexy body was running up to give me a hug and kiss. I grabbed hold of her ass pulling her against me as our lips met and our tongues explored what we had missed tasting and feeling for almost a week. Her hands went around my neck and then glided over my bare back. I kissed and sucked on her neck taking in the scent of her perfume as my hand slid in the suit jacket to cup her full breast.

"Mark, I really need to get these clothes off."

I looked into her eyes with a mischievous grin as I lifted her off her feet and carried her into the bedroom. I knew better than to strip her out on the deck, having been scolded for doing it once. It wasn't her shyness getting in the way; it was her need to care properly for her clothes. She was very fastidious and either had to immediately hang them up or at the very least fold them neatly into a pile. Once in the bedroom I sat on the edge of the bed, my cock thickening as I watched her beauty become naked before my eyes. She was down to her thong when she walked over to stand between my spread legs. My hands ran up her body, from her hips to her breasts. My fingers pinched her nipples until they hardened and she squirmed. My mouth sucked a nipple and bit down, wanting Jessica to know how much I wanted her right now. My hands slid her thong off her shapely hips, running my fingers along her silky legs until the thong had hit the floor.

"Pull my shorts off Jess and straddle me, ride me like I know you want to, ride me hard baby."

Jessica kneeled down in front of me, her slender fingers running over my swollen member before tugging on the waistband. I lifted my ass and watched as my cock sprang free, Jess' hands pulling the shorts completely off. She leaned in and licked the pre cum from the head before sucking me into her warm mouth. She continued to tease with her tongue until I could take no more. Pulling her up onto my lap, I slid a hand between us, a finger sliding in to find her moist and more than ready to receive my manhood. I lifted her by the cheeks of her ass as she grabbed hold of my rod, placing the head at her opening. We both moaned as she slid down on me, my thickness spreading her open, her wetness coating me. I bit down on her neck while her breasts pressed against my chest. I gripped her ass tightly, lifting and lowering in a steady rhythm. Her fluids provided more lubrication than necessary as we kissed riding together to the first of many orgasms of the weekend. My finger teased her hole as her hands gripped my shoulder. Her breasts bounced as our fucking became harder, more intense. Before long I could feel her body tense, her pussy contracting and her come flooding my cock. Her juice ran around my cock and out, dripping over my balls.

"I need to fuck you hard Jess and I need to fill you with my cream."

I rolled Jessica onto her back, her legs over my shoulders as I began pounding hard, my hips slapping her ass as I bottomed out with every thrust. It was my turn, my turn to tense and release and that was all that was on my mind. Her fingers begin pinching my nipples making my cock throb inside her. She coaxed me on telling me to fuck her good, to use her cunt to get myself off. That's exactly what I did, a few more thrusts and I felt my come surge through my cock, spewing out deep within her cavern. I grunted as the last few drops seeped out and the sweat rolled down my back. I lowered Jess's legs and nuzzled into her neck.

"Damn I love fucking you Jess"

"As much as you love Ben fucking you?"

Ouch, that kind of stung. I had not yet told Jess of the weekend plans. I pulled my softening cock from her juicy cunt and rolled over onto my back. Jess rolled over with me, supporting her body on my chest, kissing my lips before gazing into my eyes with a smile. I watched as she moved off the bed, pulling on a pair of shorts and tank top. I shook my head, knowing I would do anything for her, but, I would never admit that to her. She leaned over me, planting yet another passionate kiss before saying she was starving, that we should go make dinner.

We had finished our dinner and were in the Kitchen. I leaned against the counter next to Jess, my cell phone in my hand, just as she finished cleaning the sink. With a grin on my face I told her I needed to call Ben, to confirm that he would be over tomorrow. Her face lit up and she moved over in front of me. Her hands wrapped loosely around my neck. Her lips pressed against mine giving me a kiss that was passionate, sexy, hot, and loving altogether. She pulled her mouth away, her hand slid down my neck and rested on my chest.

"Are you sure Mark, you sure this is ok with you? You know it would turn me on tremendously to watch you with Ben, but I won't force it."

"I'm sure Jess"

I took Jessica's hand as I spoke and placed it on my crotch, letting her feel my arousal. She slowly kneeled down in front of me as I dialed Ben's number. Jessica's mouth opened as she began sucking me through my shorts. Her hands reached for the waistband, lowering them slowly. I had one hand on the cell phone while Jess had one hand wrapped around my thickening cock. I saw her look up in a mischievous way as Ben answered my call. I confirmed his arrival time, trying to end our conversation as quickly as possible while Jess continued to tease me. He could tell something was up.

"Is Jess playing with your cock now as we speak?"

"Hmmm" was all I could manage in response to his question.

"With her hand or mouth" Ben demanded to know.

"Haaand..."

"Tell Jess to use her mouth Mark, I want to hear you moan as she sucks you, I want to hear you groan and grunt as you shoot your come. Tell her Mark, tell her for me."

Sweat was forming under my arms and on my chest as I looked down at Jess. Her mouth was less than an inch from the head of my cock. I was holding the cell phone with one hand, running the fingers through her hair as I told her what Mark wanted. She grinned before licking the precum off the head off my cock forcing me to moan.

"Mark, tell me what Jess is doing. Tell me and think of me here naked, stroking my own hard on while she sucks on yours."

My cock jerked both from thinking of Ben naked and from Jess' mouth as it opened and slowly sucked on the head.

"Jess is sucking on the head of my cock, Ben. Ughhh, she's using her teeth to nibble. C'mon Jess, don't tease me, suck my cock, suck it all the way in."

"Mark, my thumb is rubbing the precum over the head of my cock while she does that. You two got me rock hard."

"Shit, Ben, she is still teasing me...her tongue is licking the length of me. Oh...she is holding it up and licking along the underside. Ben, you know how that makes me squirm. "Yea that's it Jess, suck on my balls, oh yea, suck them in and roll them around, get them all wet."

"Mark, tell her to let go of your balls and suck your cock. I want to hear you come. I'm going to come the same time you do."

"Jess, Ben wants to come with me, he wants to listen to me come in your mouth while he strokes."

Jess let my nuts fall from her mouth, her hand slowly stroking my cock as she looked up. I was waiting to feel the warmth of her mouth. Instead, she stood, rubbing her body against mine, kissing my lips so Ben could hear.

"I hope you are close to coming Ben, because once I wrap my lips around Mark here...well...what can I say other than he doesn't last long."

With that Jess slid back down my body, opening her mouth wide and sucked me in. Her tongue tickled the underside as I slid in deeper. Her mouth closing more tightly around me as my hand went to the back of her head.

"Shit, Ben...uh...she's sucking...oh yea...Jess that feels good. Take more babe, suck me in deeper, I wanna feel your throat."

I could hear Ben's breathing quicken on the other end of the call and Jess' mouth slurping around my rod. I had never experience something like this, describing on the phone the blow job I was receiving. I don't mind saying it was adding to my excitement. My hips began to thrust, sliding my cock back and forth across her tongue.

"I bet your balls are hard and tight Mark, right? I know mine are. I got so much pre cum flooding out. Damn Mark, your moans are sexy as shit, I never realized that before. Does Jess know how to make you come? You know how I stick a finger up your tight hole and more times than not your come comes flooding out. I love how it does that to you. Tell her Mark, tell Jess to stick a finger up your ass, NOW."

"Mmmmm," I moaned feeling the head of my cock sliding down Jess throat. Ben again telling me to tell Jess what he said. I could barely speak and he wanted me to tell her that?

"Jess...finger...my hole for me...uggh...oh shit yes. She's...doing it Ben...ohhhh...her finger...it's..."

Jess was bobbing on my cock, sucking harder as her finger wiggled it's way deeper into my hole. Ben was encouraging me with his words. He was telling me he was very close to shooting his load all over himself. He told me to imagine Jess' finger was his cock. I felt her finger push in deeper as I pushed my hips forcing my cock deeper in her throat.

"Ugghhh....grrrr....fuckkkkkkk."

I was panting and the cell phone slipped from my hand as my cock throbbed and shot its load into Jess' mouth. My body shuddered as my orgasm ran though. Once I had emptied my balls and Jess had moved up for a kiss, I picked my phone back up, my heart still beating fast, my lungs still starving for air.

"Ben, you there?"

"Yea, but I got to go, I got a mess to clean up and you are not here to do it for me. See you tomorrow sexy."

Saturday afternoon came all too quick but yet not soon enough for me. Jess and I enjoyed a slow fuck in the morning before making breakfast together and then lounging around. I was anxious and nervous all in one. The thought of sex with Ben was intense; the thought of sex with Ben in front of Jessica was almost overwhelming. I seemed to stay hard no matter what Jess and I did or talked about.

Jess and I were sitting on the deck when Ben drove up. I watched his body as he walked towards us and smiled to myself. I had to admit he was hot; his jeans clung to his thick thighs, his bulge accentuated. The button down shirt was hanging out in back, the top button already undone. His toes were exposed in his flip flops. I knew this was it, the beginning of something different for all three of us. I knew I had to do it right. I got up from my lounge chair, moving his way. When we were close, he extended his hand for a shake. I grabbed his shirt, pulling him to me until our lips met. My tongue slid into Ben's wet mouth, as my groin ground into his. His eyes where large, wide open, but I could feel he was reacting in a good way. I knew my taking the upper hand, so to speak, was not what Ben expected. I also knew he would end up the one in control, but, for now it had to be this way.

"I think we are too close for just a handshake Ben. Ben...this is Jess, Jess...Ben."

I watched as Ben went over to Jessica, reaching for her hand. My eyes fluctuated between gazing at his ass and watching his mouth kiss her hand. A touch of jealousy shot through my body. When he stood back up and looked over at me I was sure he could see it on my face. I stepped over to the cooler and grabbed Ben a beer, his favorite brew, of course. Handing it to him I felt weird, like a high school kid knowing he was going to get some that night. We sat around and had a few drinks before dinner. It gave Jess and Ben a chance to get to know each other.

"Jess, Ben, lets go inside."

It was difficult for me to say but I knew I had to start things off. We had finished dinner and enjoyed the sun setting through the trees. I could feel their eyes on me as I lead them inside, not stopping until I was standing at the end of the bed. Ben walked immediately over to me and Jessica took a seat in the chair, all of it seeming to be a well scripted play. I was aroused all through dinner and now my cock was straining to be released from my shorts.

I pulled Ben closer to me by his shirt. My lips went straight for his neck, knowing how that turned him on, I sucked and nibble and licked. My hands were busy undoing the buttons on his shirt. My hand caressed his muscled shoulder as the shirt fell to the floor. I glanced over at Jess and saw her eyes focused on Ben's chest. She had a perfect view of not only his chest but his muscular arm. I ran my fingers over him, stopping to play with his nipples. My mouth followed, licking from his Adam's apple down the center of his body. He moaned as I flick my tongue over a nipple making it instantly hard for Jess to see. My hand slid down his abs and over his bulge, stopping to cup and squeeze as I felt his hand on my back. He was used to leading, used to telling me what he wanted but today I was showing him what I wanted, showing both Ben and Jess how much I liked his body. I was beyond the nervousness; I was turned on feeling Ben's body, turned on knowing I was exciting him. I undid his jeans and reached in to grab his meat. My mouth had moved to his other nipple to lick and suck until he moaned yet again.

"Fuck Ben, you're hard tonight."

His hand reached around to my neck, pulling my lips to his. My hand massaged his cock while he pushed his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues played, making each of us feel more comfortable. My finger ran over the head of Ben's cock, spreading the pre cum that had already formed. I could feel him jerk in response to my touch. He sucked the air from my mouth as he gasped.

"Show me Mark, show me Ben's cock. I want to see what he has to fuck you with."

I glanced over to Jess but her eyes were looking at what my hand was playing with. My hands slid Ben's jeans lower, down his hips. His cock sprang free and I heard Jessica moan. My hand wrapped around his thickness, stroking back and forth. Ben pulled his tongue from my mouth, sucking the skin on my neck until he reached my ear. I could feel his heated breath as he bit down and pulled on my ear lobe before whispering to me.

"Show Jessica how you like to suck my cock, Mark. Show her how you can suck it all the way in."

Ben looked me in the eye, placed his hands on my shoulders along with a slight amount of force to push me down. My hands went to his back and grazed my fingers downward as my mouth licked a line down the center of his front. His cock rubbed against my chin as I sucked and nibbled at his hips, glancing again over at Jessica. She had her top off; her fingers were teasing her nipples and fondling her breasts. I moaned my appreciation as her eyes caught mine. I wanted to go over and lick and suck on them, but that wasn't what we had agreed on. Ben was becoming impatient and his hands gripped my head, forcing me to look up into his eyes.

Ben held my hair tightly with one hand and grabbed the base of the cock with his other. As we stared at each other I felt the wet pre cum and head of his rod rub over the cheeks on my face. He slapped my face a couple of times with his slab of meat before rubbing it across my lips, telling me to open up. My hands held onto his thick thighs as my lips opened slowly making sure to make a tight fit as if he was spreading the lips of a tight cunt or ass. His grip tightened to make sure I didn't pull back as he pushed his way into my warm wet mouth. My tongue licked as my mouth muscles tightened around him. He didn't stop pushing, instead he tilted my head and I could feel his big mushroom head push open my throat.

Ben was usually more patient, usually letting me suck him awhile before entering my throat passage. I had to work to keep from gagging as I was not yet prepared. I swallowed around him and heard him moan out about my sucking abilities. My nose pressed against his pubic hair, filling my head with his scent. He began withdrawing slowly leaking his fluid out for me to taste. My tongue lapped at his rod until my teeth were able to nibble and the spongy flesh of the tip. I could see the veins and the wetness from my mouth.

"Oh Mark, that is so hot. I don't think I could take that much in my mouth. Yea, baby, suck your friend good for me."

My eyes turned towards Jessica to see her legs spread wide. She had a hand inside her panties, rubbing and pleasing herself. My cock was rock solid; a wet spot I knew had formed on my shorts. The weird feelings were returning to my stomach. I was sucking my best friend's cock in front of my girlfriend. She was over there watching us while she teased her clit and slid a finger into her wet pussy. As I watched she pulled her finger from her wetness and brought it to her mouth sucking it in. I moaned at the sight while Ben pushed his thickness back into my mouth, straight back to my throat.

Ben yanked on my hair, telling me to concentrate on what I was doing. I did. I sucked harder and licked more as he got into a steady rhythm. He felt hot inside my mouth and he jerked when my tongue touched the head. When I could taste his pre cum my own cock would jerk. When I heard Jess and Ben telling me how good I was, telling me it was obvious I liked to suck cock, well...I would leak more pre and make the wet spot in my shorts larger.




Can I Watch Ch. 02



"Make Ben come Mark, I want to see him shoot his come in your mouth. But, don't swallow it, hold it in your mouth and bring it over to show me."

I groaned over Ben's massive meat when I heard Jessica. That in turn caused Ben to moan and bang himself against the back of my throat. His hips were thrusting faster and his balls were tightening up. With each thrust my nose smashed against his skin. I imagined Ben and Jess looking at each other, maybe winking at what they were saying to me. Ben pulled out, slapped my face with his cock and then shoved himself back into my mouth.

"Yea Mark, suck the load right out of my balls. Make me fill your mouth with my seed. Shit yea Mark, I am so close, be ready to close that throat of yours. I don't want any to go down your throat until you show your girlfriend. Show her how much of my thick creamy come you coaxed out."

I prepared myself to feel the splatter of Ben's load against the walls of my mouth. I would admit I did like sucking his cock; I loved the way it seemed to throb and thicken just before. That's just what was happening, he pulled back just a hair, gripped my head, grunting as I felt the first thick splatter of fluid. His cock continued jerking, releasing spurt after spurt of thick sauce. When his balls were empty he pulled out, rubbing his come soaked cock over my face as if to clean it off. Ben let got of my head and directed me over to Jess.

"Go show her Mark, show her how much of a reward you got from me for doing a good job."

I crawled over between Jessica's legs. She pulled her fingers from her cunt and held my chin. I moaned as the scent of her sex hit my nostrils. I opened my mouth and showed Jess the puddle of creamy come in my mouth. She nodded and smiled her approval telling me I could swallow. I did and enjoyed all of it before licking my lips to catch whatever might be left there.