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Oral Lessons

By: @tlanta Gn@



I have this neighbor who is absolutely gorgeous. Her name is Chandra, is married with one daughter, and has a very cheery disposition. I got her a job where I work and we see each other quite often. Every man I know that has met her is just amazed at her beauty and wonderful personality. She has a smile to die for and her body is awesome.

Almost all of our neighbors in the apartment complex get together often to cook out in the back yard. When I talk to her I have an extremely hard time controlling myself, because my eyes want to wander downward to take in all her beauty. There have been many times she was outside at the picnic table wearing a miniskirt and opened her legs to stand up or shift. She wears very sexy silk panties of different colors. The first time was a short glimpse of pink, the second time was a pale green. Just about the only colors I haven't seen is white and black.

What prompted me to write are some incidents that started a few weeks ago. I was sitting at the picnic table reading the daily paper, when she came out and snatched it out of my hands, and sat across from me. She did this all the time so I thought nothing of it. This particular time, the sports section fell under the table, and being the gentleman that I am, I leaned over to pick it up. This just so happened to afford me a fantastic view of her panty covered puss! She was sitting there with her legs spread enough to see the outline of her outer lips and the slit running up the middle. This took me by surprise and I knew I shouldn't stay down there too long, but as I was bringing the sports section up, part of it slipped out and fell back down. I had to retrieve it, and that turned out to be more difficult than I expected (mostly because my eyes were trained on her crotch and not on what I was doing!).

While down there the second time, I heard her husband, Allen call her from his back door. I just knew I was busted. Her legs spread even more as she turned to answer him. I got my eyes full as I struggled to hurry and gather the papers. When she gave him the answer to where the charcoal was, she turned back towards me and without even a blink, continued to read the paper. I thought I saw a small smile on her lips, but I figured that was just my imagination. When she finished reading the paper she handed it back to me as we made small talk 'till Allen came out ready to start the grill. He asked if I wanted to join them and cook using their grill. I said I'd like to and went upstairs to get something out of the fridge to throw on the fire. When I came back out, Chandra was standing right behind Allen with her arms around his waist. They offered me a glass of wine and I took it. We made a toast to good health and sat around sipping wine and unwinding from the day's stresses. Al went inside to retrieve another bottle of wine as our food was almost ready.!

While he was gone Chandra looked me in the eye and asked, "Well did you like the color today?"

I looked her in the eyes and tried my best to lie, "The color of what?"

She laughed and said, "You know what I mean!"

This time I looked away embarrassed and said, "OK, OK, Yes I did like the color. Why?"

With a smile she said, "Well, I've noticed that every time I am wearing a skirt out here, your eyes are always glued to my legs until I sit down. Then you become a perfect gentleman and never stare. I thought I would reward you for your chivalry."

I had to be honest, "Then you have not been too observant, because I have caught many glimpses of your pastel colored panties." (I could have kicked myself for saying that!) A wide smile came across her face and she started to say something, but just then Al came back out of their apartment.

We had a very pleasant meal, and a lot more wine. The conversation got around to sex eventually, and I was floored by the next question. Chandra asked me, "Mina (my wife) says you like oral sex, both giving and receiving. Is that true?"

I looked at Allen and he seemed to be as interested in my answer as Chandra! I answered, "I think that a good session of sixty nine is as good if not better than straight sex."

She looked at her husband and said, "I'm glad to know some people like it!" Allen had a look of disgust and embarrassment on his face. I didn't want to see an argument between these two so I tried to change the subject.

Chandra was not about to let me off that easy and turned to me and said, "He thinks it's disgusting that I would want to give him a blow job and literally gags at the thought of eating pussy!"

I tried to ease his pain and replied, "Well it IS an acquired taste! I have found very few women that like to give head as much as I like muff diving. Mina is in a different world when she sucks me, it's like she is making love to my cock. I can't think of a better way to give pleasure than with my mouth." I was getting a hard-on just talking about it with Chandra.

It was as if Chandra read my mind, she reached into Al's lap and said, "It doesn't even turn him on to talk about it! How about it Joe, is your dick hard?"

Embarrassed, I answered, "Hell yes! As I was talking about it, I thought about last night when I got her off three times before I entered her and then she had two more orgasms before I blew my nut. She knows how to keep me hard for a long time through teasing and other methods."

Chandra's head cocked sideways and asked, "What are the other methods?"

With Chandra, I had to go into full detail, "Well, to begin with, if the member is pointed downward, it restricts the flow of blood, which keeps it hard longer. Also if I get real close to cumming, she squeezes the base until it subsides." She looked at Al again with an expression of eagerness. He smiled nervously and then I tried to change the subject again. I tried to pour Chandra and Al some more wine. She picked up her glass and drained it. I filled it again with the last of the bottle.

From that night on, Chandra has had a much different attitude towards me. She flirts constantly, and talks about sex all the time. Last week she came into my office and sat down giving me a good view of her panties again as she crossed her legs. She asked me if I wanted to cook out again that night with her and Al. I told her it would be my pleasure. She brought up the topic of discussion we had that night saying, "I never could get him to eat me, but I did get to lick his cock. He almost cringed when I licked his balls!"

I asked, "Are you careful with your teeth? Some men might be afraid you are going to hurt them with your teeth. Teeth can play an important part in fellatio, but the man has to know it's not going to hurt."

She nodded and seemed to be hanging on every word I said. Then she replied, "You know, I never thought about that. I did show him my teeth as I put my mouth over the head. He seemed nervous, but I didn't think about that."

I agreed with her and said, "Another thing you might want to consider to get him more inclined to eat you is..." I hesitated for a few seconds then said, "No, never mind, most women don't like to do that."

This really piqued her interest and she blurted out, "What? What? Come on, you're not going to embarrass me." That had definitely been proven so far, so I said, "Well, most men gag on hair, and truly hate getting it caught in their teeth. Maybe if you shaved your pussy, he might try it. If he tries it, he might find that he likes it."

She uncrossed her legs and leaned towards me and asked, "I don't know if I can do that 'cause it itches like a bear when it grows back!"

"Yes it does, but if it will get him interested in eating you, you can even have fun keeping it shaved. A lot of men like to participate in that ritual."

Scanning my face for a long time she asked, "Does Myna keep hers shaved? And do you like to help her shave it?"

"Yes to both. It is a tremendous turn on to shave her, clean her, then lick her into a frenzy!" I had a raging hard on and had to shift to try to relieve some of the pressure on it from the way I was sitting.

Chandra's eyes dropped to the bulge in my pants when I did this, and without looking back up asked, "It really does turn you on, doesn't it?"

I answered, "More than you could ever imagine!"

Finally she looked back at my face and asked, "Does it turn you on talking about it with me?"

[BREAK]

"Of course it does! Chandra, you are the most gorgeous lady I have ever met. I would give my left nut to lick you all over!" At this she shuddered. If I didn't know better, I would have thought she just had an orgasm! She gave me that award-winning smile of hers, spread her legs a few seconds, then stood up. This time, I showed no embarrassment at looking at her panties. She left the office and I didn't see her again until that evening.

I was enjoying the sun in the back yard again reading the paper. As usual, Chandra came out and grabbed the paper out of my hand, this time giving me a big smile as she did. She sat across from me and this day she was wearing a black leather miniskirt, and a low cut white lace top with a flesh colored bra. In a word, she was stunning. I felt much braver around her than before, so I asked if she had thought much about our earlier discussion.

She smiled and answered, "I'm going to surprise him tonight with my freshly shaved pussy!" I asked her if she had already done it. Her smile was all the answer I needed, and just thinking about it got a rise out of my little soldier. I was not ready for her next question, and when asked, it took me a few seconds to formulate an answer. "Would you like to see?"

"Uh, I mean, uh, yes I would!" Before I got the entire answer out, she dropped part of the paper under the table (it looked like an accident, but I know it was on purpose). I scooted over so that when I leaned down, my face would be even with her legs. As I reached for the papers, I looked at her spread legs. I don't think that there is a word invented for the beauty before me. Again, I was speechless (trying to come up with that word no doubt). I took my time gathering the loose papers, but like all good things, it had to come to an end. I finally raised back up with all the papers and began to arrange them.

"Well? What do you think?"

I thought for a few seconds trying to remain calm, "Well, if he doesn't want to eat that, I know someone who would gladly volunteer to do the honors!"

Teasingly she said, "Oh yeah? Who pray tell?"

"Oh, I don't know, only about any man in this apartment complex, or any man at work. I can think of several women who would volunteer also!"

Chandra seemed surprised at this last statement but evidently curious. She said, "Oh I doubt that!"

"You wouldn't doubt it if you saw what I just saw!"

She laughed and said, "Oh I saw it! It was a great turn on looking at it in the mirror afterwards. I couldn't help but seeking out the 'man in the boat'." I had to shift in my seat to get the pressure off of my raging hard-on. She noticed this and asked, "Wow, it really does turn you on that much, doesn't it?"

"If I had a 'man in the boat' I'd be seeking him out myself!"

Again she laughed, and then very timidly asked, "Would you like to see me find mine?"

"Are you kidding?" I asked nervously.

"Do I look like I'm kidding?"

So I had to ask, "When?"

She looked around to see if anyone was in earshot, and answered, "Right now if you want. Al is working late tonight and won't be home for another couple of hours, and Lisa is playing at a friend's house until 7:00." Without waiting for an answer, she stood up and said, "Just come in after about five minutes. I'll be in the bedroom." I glanced at my watch and watched her ass as she walked towards her apartment. She turned to see if I was doing just that, and smiled.

My mind was racing. This could be my chance to get to eat and then fuck the vision of most of my friend's fantasies, as well as my own. Or it could just be a chance to watch a beautiful babe play with her shaved pussy. Either way I was not about to pass this chance up.

I waited the five minutes and walked into Chandra's house. My heart was pounding and I couldn't believe my luck. I walked back through the hallway towards her bedroom, I could hear her breathing almost as hard as me. As I came through the doorway, I wasn't sure what to expect. But this surpassed any thing I could have thought of. I couldn't help letting out a "Wow!" She was sitting at the foot of the bed, without a stitch of clothes on. Her perfect breasts were rising and falling with every deep breath she took. Her nipples were protruding proudly and looked so delicious. Her tummy had just the slightest bulge, not bad for the mother of a child. Her hands were clasped between her thighs. I was hoping just because of modesty and not because she was having second thoughts. I wanted to help her relax, so I said, "Are you sure you are comfortable with this?"

 My heart palpitated waiting for her response, "Oh I'm comfortable with it if you are. I'm a nudist so it doesn't bother me to be naked. I've just never masturbated for anyone before."

I asked, "Not even for Al?"

Chandra frowned and answered, "He thinks that masturbating is for kids!"

"Well I think it is a tremendous turn on to watch a gorgeous lady pleasure herself." A very sexy smile came across her face as she said, "I think it would be a tremendous turn on to watch each other masturbate!" I wasn't sure right away if she was referring to her and me, or if she meant her and Al. Since she was staring at me, I took it that she meant me. I pulled my tee shirt up over my head and without hesitation, I dropped my shorts down to my ankles. I had a raging hard-on and precum was showing on my underwear. I kicked off my tennis shoes, bent over and removed my socks before dropping my underwear and stepped out of them. I grabbed the chair from the vanity and pulled it over in front of her at the foot of the bed. She seemed to be waiting for me so I grabbed my cock and began to slowly stroke up and down.

As I did this, Chandra opened her legs. With her left hand she opened her outer lips, and the middle finger of her right hand dipped knuckle deep into her hole. She brought this out showing me how wet she was and started spreading her juices all around her inner lips. The sights, sounds, and smells before me had me mesmerized. I stopped masturbating as I watched. Chandra scolded me and said, "Don't stop, I've always wanted to watch a man 'jack-off'."

I replied, "If I keep going, I won't last two minutes!"

Ever trying to embarrass me, she asked, "What happened to all that staying power you were talking about?"

I explained, "That staying power comes from the all techniques Myna uses on me."

At this, she dropped to her knees in front of me and took my cock out of my hand. "Teach me those techniques, OK?" I leaned back and told her to pull the head towards her, then as she strokes it to keep it slow and keep it pointed that way. I told her if she sensed that I was about to cum, to grab the base tightly, being careful with the balls. I showed her what I meant and was totally surprised when she enveloped the head of my member with her mouth. She sucked hard and then said, "I don't think Al has ever been this hard!"

"He will get that hard, if you use these techniques on him. Plus you have to remember, I'm getting a blowjob by the object of many of my fantasies!" This brought a lustful smile to her mouth as she lowered her head and sucked about half of my cock. Her hands came up and she gently massaged my balls as she tried her best to deep throat me. This caused her to gag and I told her that she didn't have to deep throat me to make it pleasurable. The sensitive area is underneath the head and her tongue swirling around that felt better anyway. My hips were moving with her and I felt glorious release coming upon me. Chandra sensed this and grabbed the base hard. For her first time she did it correct.

I raised her head up by her chin and said, "Now it's your turn!" I gently laid her back on the bed and spread her legs. I could tell she was as close to cumming as any lady I've ever seen at this point. I wanted to prolong that as long as possible. I sucked on her nipples alternately for a long time, then slowly trailed kisses down her sides and tummy, totally avoiding her snatch. She grabbed my hair and tried steering me to where she wanted my mouth, but I didn't let her. I got her hands loose and licked her toes. I don't usually do that, but like I said, I was trying to postpone the inevitable.

The whole time I was staring at the most beautiful hairless pussy I have ever seen. I wanted so much to taste her, to give her the release she needed, but I didn't want this to end. I was ready to explode without any stimulation since I started on her. Finally, I was licking up and down her outer lips, being very careful not to come too close to her clit. I lifted her legs to give me better access. I moved down and licked her puckered anus. I could tell she had never had that done to her before, and it drove her crazy. She would not relax enough for me to get any of my tongue in her even with all the juices she had flowing into her crack. Eventually I was able to take her by surprise by licking all the way from her butt crack to her clit. I felt a slight shudder, so I wanted to slow down a little.

My tongue dove into her love hole and I swirled it around. I would only come up long enough to flick her clit once and then back into the hole, fucking her with my experienced tongue. She had handfuls of my hair and finally let go and just kept her hands on my head. No longer trying to move me, she was allowing me complete control. Her eyes were rolled back in her head and her breasts were rising and falling with each fast breath she was taking. I was able to hold her off for only a short time and then she went wild. She was bucking so hard with her climax that I had to hold on tight to be able to keep my tongue in her slit. When she returned to earth, she grabbed my hair again and pulled me away from her quivering quim.

I trailed kisses all around it and any time I got close she would start laughing hysterically, and clamp her thighs around my head. She was extremely sensitive, so I moved away some and downward. I began licking her asshole again and this seemed to calm her some. After a few minutes I was able to lick upward and back into her sumptuous pussy slit. This time I new it would be awhile before she comes again, so I was set to enjoy a long tasty muff diving session. Chandra surprised me and started to cum again! This was an intense long orgasm that seemed to last for minutes. I found out later that it was many orgasms back to back. She said once she started it just kept ending abruptly and then start back again with more heat. My face was soaked with her juices and I was in heaven. She quickly pulled my head away and said she could not take any more. I got up and laid beside her letting her recuperate.

She finally leaned over and started licking her juices from my face. I asked her if she was 'bi-curious'. Her answer was, "I never really thought about it but if it tastes the same as what I just licked off of your face, then it probably wouldn't be too bad!' When our tongues were doing battle for control, she climbed on top and easily slid my throbbing member all the way inside. God she was tight! She started moving up and down in a hurry. I slowed her down some and told her to move her hips towards our feet to bend my cock downward. This was an incredible fuck! Even with this delaying technique, I was ready to explode in only a matter of minutes. Chandra breathlessly said, "Let me know before you come, I want to taste it!"

Who am I to argue with logic like that? When I felt the familiar boiling in my balls, I told her I was ready to cum. Reluctantly she came up off of me and turned around to suck me off. I draped her lovely legs over my head to get to taste her again. The second my tongue found her clit, I shot a huge load of cum into her awaiting mouth. In this aspect she acted just like a pro. She started sucking so hard it felt as if the cum was coming from both my feet and my head and rushing out the end of my dick. I heard her moan and all of a sudden her stomach muscles started to tremble. She was cumming again, probably from the thought of swallowing the cum of someone other than her husband.


Oral Lessons



This is not only an erotic story about couples swapping, but I also had the idea to add practical suggestions for technique that I've learned over the years. I hope you enjoy.

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Evan and Crystal looked at each other across the restaurant table. The couple was sharing lunch like they did every Wednesday. Evan worked late a lot, and if they didn't plan on seeing each other in the middle of the week, the only face time they were guaranteed to get was over the weekend. They ate at a small diner a couple blocks from Evan's office and not to far from the library Crystal frequented.

"Mindy gave me an earful last night again," she started. Her younger sister was often the topic of conversation as their own lives (having been married for five years now) held little surprises. "She and Curt haven't been clicking yet."

The Wednesday lunches had been a time for Crystal to unload all of her sister's problems on Evan, as if he could help, and he now braced for the latest. "They are having problems in bed," Crystal continued. "She hasn't had an orgasm with him yet. He goes down on her, or tries, but he is either too aggressive or she falls asleep. Eventually they just give up, and she pulls out a vibrator."

"Sounds like us early on," Evan replied.

"Except every failure made you more determined to try again," she replied. "Each failure is having the opposite affect on them."

"Has she ever been with another guy?" Evan asked.

"Yeah, but not that way," Crystal said. "She never had a guy go down on her before and had never orgasmed with a guy before. She did a lot of faking, but nothing real."

"Do you think once you orgasmed with me, that it was easier afterwards?"

"Absolutely," Crystal agreed. "There was a lot you had to learn, but a lot of it was me too. I have to be in the right state of mind and now even if you aren't at your best, you can still get me where I need to be."

"Did you tell that to Mindy?"

She shrugged. "Yes, but that only means that once Curt is successful it will be easier, but that is the problem."

"Curt or anyone else," Evan chuckled.

"What?" she asked. "You want her to hire a male prostitute?"

"I was kidding," Evan laughed at his wife's reaction, but then saw her contemplate the idea for a while. "I suppose you want me to talk to Curt."

Crystal nodded and then shook her head. "Yes, but Curt would never listen. You know what he is like."

"So did you tell her what I do?"

"I have no idea what you do," Crystal said. "As soon as you touch me, I am in another world and have no idea what is going on around me. Do you even know what you do?"

Evan thought for a while. He wasn't sure. He knew what to do when he was doing it, but he found it hard to sit there and come up with a list of instructions. Eventually he just shook his head. "So how did you leave it?" he finally asked.

"We just agreed that he only has to be successful once and then she will know how to react, but we also agreed that it might not happen. Do you have any ideas?"

Evan decided on a bold joke. "Outside of me going down on her, no, I don't think there is much hope for them." Evan held his breath.

"Yeah," she replied, "you're probably right."

That was not the reaction Evan had expected. He had got a minor explosion out of her when he had suggested that Mindy get her first orgasm from someone else, but now she seemed to show no reaction to an off-handed suggestion that the "someone else" could be him.

Evan watched as his wife chewed her food slowly, contemplating ideas in her head that Evan desperately wanted to know. Would she consider the idea? Would she present it to Mindy? Would this be a way for Crystal to brag that she got the better husband?

The two sisters competed on everything else, each jealous of what the other had. Crystal was shorter and heavier at 5'6'' and about 170lbs, but that also gave her extra curves and her 36Ds were far more impressive than Mindy's 34As. Mindy was taller and thinner with fewer curves. Crystal tried to show up her sister by wearing low cut tops, and Mindy wore low rise jeans to do the same thing. Could this turn into another kind of competition?

Evan decided not to say anything else on the subject and they ate in silence for the rest of the lunch.

* * *

The couple didn't see much of each other until the weekend, and Evan wasn't surprised when the topic came up again.

"I talked to Mindy again," Crystal started. "Do you remember what we talked about on Wednesday?"

I've been thinking about it all week, Evan thought. "Yes," he said out loud.

"Well . . . she was kind of thinking that it might sound like a good idea. You know . . . if you could help them out a bit?"

"With . . ." Evan decided to play it cool. It was interesting to him to see his wife creep up on the notion. She didn't just come out and say that she wanted Evan to suck her sister's pussy. Instead she felt the need to ease into it as if Evan was going to take convincing.

"You know," she started again, "with her having an orgasm. She talked with Curt about it and he seemed cool also. It's not like you'd actually be having sex, and if it helped them out later, they sound okay with it. Are you?"

Yes! Yes! Yes! "I guess so," Evan restrained himself. "How do they propose to do it?"

They would have the couple over for dinner next week. Afterwards Evan and Mindy would go upstairs and Curt and Crystal would wait downstairs. Mindy wanted to know if Evan could do it blindfolded and if there was any way she needed to prepare.

"I think I can do it with a blindfold," Evan hesitated. He was pretty sure he would find a way to take it off during the process. "Tell her she should shave as much as she can, and I don't just mean her legs. It will make is easier for me and more sensitive for her."

Crystal nodded, understanding first hand what a difference a little shaving could make on the intensity of her orgasms. "So I can set something up for next week?"

"Sure," Evan replied, not believing it was going to be this easy.

* * *

It was one of the longest weeks of Evan's life. Usually work kept him so busy that there never seemed to be enough time in the day. Now he caught himself looking at the clock ten times a day. He had no trips, and traveling had always made the weeks go by quickly. Three times that week he and his wife had sex, each time Evan starting her off with an orgasm. He spent more time examining what he was doing and her reactions. Afterward as he went downstairs to watch sports, he heard his wife on the phone with her sister telling her how good he had just been. While it surely boosted his ego he hoped she wasn't setting him up for failure. What if the problem was all with Mindy?

Finally Friday night came. Mindy and Curt arrived for dinner like they had on several occasions before. Evan greeted them at the door. He shook hands with Curt, but they both avoided eye contact. They said, "Hi, how are you?" "Good, yourself?" But what they both heard was, "Hi, I'm going down on your wife tonight." "Sounds great."

Despite the awkwardness, neither Curt nor Mindy said any thing out of the ordinary. This was new for both of them, and their conversation consisted of work, the weather, and traffic. It was warm in the house, but Mindy wore a cream colored turtleneck and jeans. The jeans hugged her long legs, but the sweater did nothing for her slim upper body.

Crystal came out of the kitchen for a few moments to say hi and see everyone seated in the living room. Evan's wife looked good. She wore a tight black tank and a denim skirt that touched the top of her knees. She showed amazing cleavage with her 36D's pushing out of the top of her tank, and her skirt clung well to her wide hips and ample butt. Curt got an eye full of the hostess and Evan didn't blame him.

In fact, Evan wondered if his wife hadn't dressed provocatively on purpose to take Curt's mind off of what was going to happen. Evan recognized the black bra straps that weren't completely hidden by the shoulder straps of her tank, and it was his favorite piece of lingerie. The black lacy balconette had barely enough fabric to cover her nipples leaving the entire tops of her breasts visible. When they had sex and she wore that bra he rarely took it off her, finding her sexier with it on than off.  

Dinner was ready a few minutes later. Evan had thought he smelled one of his favorite dishes, and when Crystal put the barbecue pork chops on the table and poured Riesling for everyone he smiled to himself. He wasn't surprised to see carrots with brown sugar and candied sweet potatoes. Evan tried to catch his wife's eye, but she was talking to her sister.

Crystal saw her husband trying to get her attention, but she ignored him on purpose hiding a smile of her own. Evan had told her a long time ago that this was his favorite meal, but he was only upfront about why a year ago. The barbeque sauce she used was very sweet and tangy, and with the sugar in the potatoes, carrots, and wine, it was a very sweet meal. Afterwards, Evan usually gave her oral sex, and he had finally admitted that she tasted exquisite with all that sugar running through her system. He swore he could even taste the tang of the sauce in her juices.

The meal was full of conversation, though none of it about what was about to happen. It was like they were sitting at the table with an 800 pound gorilla and no one wanted to look at it. It was also interesting how the couples paired off. Mindy asked Evan a lot of questions about his work. And after Curt complimented Crystal on the meal, they talked about what he did.

The tension was slowly easing out of the group and when Curt helped Crystal clear the table, leaving Evan and Mindy alone for a few seconds at a time, they finally broached the topic. "Are you ready?" Mindy almost whispered across the table.

Evan tried to withhold his enthusiasm as he nodded slowly. The sisters were treating this event very technical, like Evan was going to help Mindy hook up her DVD player or mow the lawn. To Evan, it was far more sensual. He was finally going to see where the long legs of his sister ended. He had appreciated her tight butt and slender legs on more than one occasion (more than 20 probably), and the fact that he was going to get a close up view was very enticing. He had gotten a boner on and off during the meal, and it started again.

Even though it wasn't scheduled, Evan was hoping for a way to catch a glimpse if Mindy's tits too. He had always seen them two different ways. Mindy either wore loose tops like she did now, or she wore skimpy bikinis. When she was around her sister (and if she was with Evan, Crystal would always be nearby) then she never tried to compete with those breasts and always covered up to show no indication she had any breasts at all. This tendency to hide them, just made Evan want to see them even more.

And then there were the bikinis. Crystal's large butt and slightly swelled stomach made her very self conscious in skimpy swimsuits and she usually stuck to black one-pieces. Mindy knew this was a chance to show her sister up, and wore the tiniest bikinis she could find. From those Evan knew that Mindy did indeed have breasts, and her nipples were always hard. They hadn't been to a beach since Mindy had gotten married, but when they had gone, Evan was not surprised to see that Mindy got more looks from people than Crystal did, even though his wife's chest would be spilling out of the top of her bathing suit.

"How long will it take?" Crystal asked during the next reprieve as Curt and Crystal left with another load of dishes.

"How long do you want it to take?" Evan asked. Mindy's response was hard to read, and he wasn't sure if he had said something wrong. "As long as it takes," he corrected his comment.

This seemed to satisfy her and she didn't ask anymore questions as the other couple brought in desert. Evan watched with pleasure as the cherry pie was set down in front of Mindy. How much sugar could she eat? Would she be just as sweet as her sister?

"Could you help me with the dishes again, Curt?" Crystal asked as they finished up.

"No problem," he replied.

"We're just going to go upstairs," Mindy said as casually as if they were going to get a book. Evan made eye contact with his wife and she winked at him. With that final show of approval, he hurried after his sister.

Curt didn't say anything, but turned his head at the last moment to see them disappear up the stairs. He sighed and turned back to Crystal and took in her wide hips for a second before stepping up beside her at the sink. She had half the sink filed with soapy water and she motioned to the other half for Curt.

"I'll wash," she said. "You can rinse and dry. Use the sprayer to rinse them." Crystal put the first soapy dish in the sink and Curt reached for the sprayer.

His mind was on other things, so he didn't notice that the trigger for the sprayer was different than the one he had at home. He gripped the handle and was instantly sprayed with very hot water. He reacted poorly, pulling the hose up out of the sink instead of just letting go. The result was that his shirt was totally drenched with water, and it was finally the pain from the heat that made him let go.

"Oh, no!" Crystal cried as Curt did his best to be a man and not wince at the pain. He tried to lean forward so his wet shirt would hang away from him, but it was a tight fitting polo, and he didn't have much success. "Oh, take it off," Crystal advised. Curt didn't think it was a bad idea and quickly pulled the shirt over his head.

He held it out by the back of the collar as he watched the steam rise off it. Crystal was busy watching his muscled torso as it clenched involuntarily at the steam that also rose off it. Evan was a great lover, but he didn't have a body like this. Her husband sat in an office chair all day. Curt worked in construction and heaved timber. Crystal guessed he went shirtless most of the day too, because he had a deep tan to go with his washboard abs and firm pecs.

It took a moment for her to drag her eyes away from his body and to the shirt he was holding. "Let me get that for you," she said, taking it by the collar. "I can throw this in the dryer and it will be ready before they are done upstairs."

"Okay," Curt replied. Crystal took one long look at him before going downstairs to the dryer wondering if she shouldn't do more with Curt than just keep him company. If she knew her husband, he would be upstairs for probably 30 to 40 minutes. Even now, with as good as he was to her, it took her 15 minutes to orgasm. She had already instructed her husband to take his time and make sure her sister was comfortable and enjoyed it. Should she do the same for Curt?

* * *

Upstairs there was also uncertainty. Everything sounded good on the phone: "Evan can give you an orgasm and then you will be able to get one from Curt and everything will be good. We can blindfold Evan so he won't see anything, and it will be fine."

Now they were upstairs in the bedroom. Evan turned on the bedside lamp, the "Sex Light" as they called it so the person on their back didn't have to stair at the overhead bulb. Now he stood with Mindy at the foot of the bed.

"Do you want me to turn around?" he asked quietly.

"Uh, yes, and do you have a blind fold?"

Evan faced the dresser and heard a very tentative unzipping behind him. "No," Evan replied. "Do you want me to tie a sock around my eyes?"

Mindy chuckled. It was a nervous laugh. It was nervous because Evan could hear the rustle of clothes as her jeans slid down and off her legs. She was standing in her underwear with her brother. "I guess not, but I don't want you to see anything you shouldn't."

"Do you want to experience an orgasm through oral stimulation?" Evan asked carefully. This could end quite quickly and they would be downstairs in a few minutes.

"I think so."

Evan shook his head, still with his back to the woman. "Lesson number one," he started. The more he treated this like a training session and not him having sex with his wife's sister, the better they would be. "You will not have an orgasm if you are not in the right frame of mind. You need to want to experience the pleasure. If you are reluctant or pessimistic, it won't happen. For women especially, orgasms are as much mental as physical."

Evan paused and imagined her nodding her head. "Do you want to experience an orgasm through oral stimulation?" he asked again.

"Yes," she replied.

"Do you want me to attempt oral sex on you blind folded?"

"No," Mindy admitted. It was a good idea, but quite impractical now that they were in the bedroom together. "How do you want me?"

"Lie down on your back in the middle of the bed. Scoot up far enough so when your legs are bent and your knees in the air, you heels are just on the edge of the bed."

Evan heard the bed squeak and after a second or two she said, "Okay."

"Can I turn around now?"

"Yes," she replied.

Evan was not surprised to see that she was still wearing her underwear. He hadn't heard her take them off, and he didn't think she was quite ready for that yet anyway. Though, he could barely see that she was wearing any underwear because her knees were tight together and her sweater hung low over her hips. He could only see the white cotton of her panties as they curved around her butt.

"I think we should take it slow," Mindy said.

"I will go as slowly as you need," Evan agreed. "However, I am going to have to ask you to pull your knees apart." Evan stood at the foot of the bed with Mindy's knees rising past his navel. His hands rested on her kneecaps, and he pulled apart gently.

Mindy held her breath, turned her head to the side, and let him between her legs. Evan took a moment to enjoy the view. It was no more than he had already seen when she had worn bikinis in the past, but in those situations, people could be looking at any part of her body, and polite society always said to look people in the eyes. Now it was obvious to both of them that Evan was staring at her crotch, and it made Mindy feel more vulnerable than she ever had before.

Evan noticed a big difference between them right away. Mindy's panties were as dry as when she had put them on. If she were to look at Evan's underwear right now, she would find several wet spots. His anticipation of this event had gotten him very turned on. So far it only made Mindy nervous.

"You are nervous," he said aloud.

"This is difficult for me," Mindy replied, her head turned on the bed so she stared a hole into her sister's dresser.

"Lesson two: Enjoy the moment. I am going to touch you now. You have two choices. You can freak out and panic that someone other than Curt is touching you, or you can realize that regardless of who is touching you, it feels good. And trust me, it will feel good."

"Do you understand?"

She nodded.

Evan's hands were still on her knees and he moved them inside and slowly slid them down her thigh. Her legs were amazingly long and toned. She had a deep tan and very muscular legs. Evan liked his wife's big thighs, thinking they looked good in skirts, but these were nice too. They were runner's legs. They were the kinds of legs that pantyhose models needed to have. When Mindy stood, her thighs didn't touch, giving a good view of her curved crotch.

Evan's fingers moved with care, applying enough pressure so as not to tickle, but light enough to still be viewed as a caress. He slowly kneaded the inner thighs as he approached the crease in her legs where her panties hid her treasure. He could sense her body stiffening as he approached, and he changed course, moving around her thighs to the tops of her legs and around to her hips.

He kept a half inch distance from the edge of her panties, climbing the side of her legs and then dropping back down as his hands moved down to her butt. He climbed to her knees again before sliding back down to her crotch.




Oral Lessons



This time he dropped his whole body, kneeling on the floor and resting his chest against the edge of the bed. He breathed warm air on her groin as his fingers continued to trace her skin along the edge of her panties. Slowly spreading his hands, his fingers curled around the side of her thighs while his thumbs applied pressure right next to her perineum.

Evan could hear her breathing change as he slowly massaged this sensitive area. He moved his thumbs up her crease and then back down to rub the soft tissue. After a minute of this slow gentle massage he felt her legs loosen and slight purring came from further up the bed.

Evan stepped it up a bit now, moving his mouth to kiss lightly on her inner thigh. Mindy realized what he was doing and quickly stiffened but then took his earlier advice and just enjoyed the moment, for it felt very good. Evan kissed down one thigh until he got near the panties again, and then rotated his face to the other thigh. As he did, his nose brushed ever so slightly against her cotton barrier.

Evan felt her shiver at his touch, but she did not tense up. He knew he had her now. The kisses went up and down the other thigh, and he brushed his nose against her panties again. The shiver was joined with a slight moan this time, and Evan smiled.

His tongue aided his kisses now, and he moved down to the tender area where his thumbs had been massaging between her pussy and anus. Her shivering was more intense now as Evan's tongue outlined the thin strip of cotton that ran beneath her. Her legs widened on their own, giving him as much access as he wanted. His tongue and lips moved back up the underside of her thigh and around to the inside again. As he moved down, preparing for another crossing of the Straight of Vagina, he saw her lips below the fabric part slightly, anticipating the brush of his nose again.

Evan teased her by moving to the other thigh without brushing against her. Her body froze for a second as it was left hanging, and then Evan brushed his nose across her five quick times, Eskimo kissing her raised clit unexpectedly. Mindy's hips rose to the kisses, but too late as his mouth was already moving up her thigh again.

This time he spent much more time down under her, rubbing his tongue up against her panties and moving them in. Snaking his tongue as best he could, Evan was able to flip up the thin hem of the underwear and lick the swell of her freshly shaved outer lips. He licked all the way to the top of her thigh and then back down.

Mindy was now shifting on the bed as her body absorbed the teasing such that her underwear was loose down below. Evan's tongue slipped under the thin fabric and massaged the sensitive spot just above her anus. The moan was more audible this time, as she pulled her body up the bed, making her panties even looser beneath her.

"Would you like me to take your panties off?" Evan asked, his hands sliding up to her hips to find the top of her waist band.

"Yes, please," she gasped. Evan obeyed.

* * *

Curt did not ask for a spare shirt, and Crystal did not offer one. They finished the dishes in five minutes and soon they were sitting back in the living room. Crystal couldn't keep her eyes off of Curt's body, and she could tell he returned the look. She desperately wanted to try and start some kind of conversation but she could only think of one thing. "Is it hot in here?"

Curt smiled. "No. I'm fine. Maybe you should take your shirt off."

Crystal smiled wryly back at him. "You would like that, wouldn't you?"

"Yes I would," he answered honestly. "You have a very different body than your sister's. It's tough to think of you two being related."

"We are," Crystal smiled. "We used to tell people that we share everything except our genes."

"So you guys talk about everything, right?"

Crystal guessed that he was talking about their frequent phone calls. "Pretty much everything."

"Yeah, Mindy told me you guys had troubles like this too when you first got married. I don't suppose you got through it like this?"

Crystal laughed. "No, I guess we didn't. It took us over a year, and Evan kept trying and eventually he got us there."

"What about your problems?"

Crystal thought for a moment. "Yeah, my mind wasn't in the right spot either. You really have to be in the mood for it. I hope Evan is telling Mindy that right now. Having someone go down on you feels so strange at first that you have difficulty embracing it."

Curt shook his head. "I meant your problem with giving him oral sex. How did you over come that?"

"What problem?" Crystal was taken aback.

Curt frowned. "Mindy told me that you guys were having the same problems as us. Problems. More than one. She can't orgasm when I give her oral sex, and I can't come when she gives me head." Crystal's blank stare gave Curt his answer. "No," he rolled his eyes, "she didn't tell you that, did she? Let's only focus on my shortcomings."

Now Crystal felt even sorrier for him. Oral sex was the high point of Crystal and Evan's relationship. They gave it to each other a couple times a month in as many different places in the house that they could think of. The fact that her sister hadn't experienced that pleasure yet was one of the main reasons she had agreed to this night. It had taken her and Evan over a year to get there, and if she could shorten that wait for her sister she would. Now she found out that Curt hadn't gotten a chance to experience what Evan called, "The most mind blowing thing a guy can imagine."

"No," Crystal said the obvious, "she didn't mention that. How often have you tried?"

"Not as often as I have tried to give her an orgasm," Curt said bluntly. "She says her mouth gets tired, and she doesn't like the taste."

"The taste is something you can get used to, and it can be adjusted by what foods you have. For example, we had Evan's favorite meal today because he says I taste great afterwards. He tastes better after white meat too."

"We have a lot of steak," Curt advised.

"That'll do it," Crystal agreed. "And her jaw would only get tired if she was trying to apply pressure with her mouth. That is what she needs to use her hands for."

"What if the problem is with me?" Curt asked.

"Have you had previous girlfriends?"

"None with whom I have gotten intimate enough with to ask for a blow job," he said. "I don't have any problems getting myself off, which I always have to do when she gives up. Was it easy for you to get Evan off the first time?"

"It probably took two, maybe three tries, but I learned a few techniques online, and after trial and error, I know what works."

"Can you show me?"

Crystal tried to look shocked, but the idea had already crossed her mind.

"Come on," Curt pleaded. "My wife is up there getting the best orgasm of her life. When we leave, Evan will probably do the same for you and then you can repay him. What am I left with? Nothing. Mindy will go to bed, and I will be left in front of the computer screen jerking off to 10-second clips of people I don't know. You've been staring at my dick for the past five minutes. I know you want to see it. What's the big deal?"

A simple "please," would have been enough for Crystal to do it, but the fact that her voyeuristic glances from his amazing chest down to his stiff pants were that obvious to him turned her a light shade of red. Crystal rose from her chair to walk over to him. "You're absolutely right. We haven't been fair to you, and Mindy was thoughtless to ignore your needs only to meet her own. But before we do anything, should we tell them upstairs?"

"No," Curt replied. "There should be nothing wrong with what we can do down here. If it is okay for them, I don't know why the rules should change for us. Besides, making them think about it now will probably ruin their mood."

"Okay," Crystal agreed, kneeling down in front of him as he sat on the couch, giving him a perfect view down her tank top. "But let me ask you a few questions first. How does Mindy try to give you head?"

"With her mouth."

"No, I mean in what position?"

"With me lying on my back in bed, and her kneeling between my legs or beside me."

"So you can't see what she's doing?" she asked.

"I crane my neck at first, but after a while I just end up staring at the ceiling."

"Lesson one," Crystal said, smiling as she imagined her husband giving lessons to Mindy. "Women are stimulated the most physically and mentally. Men, however, are stimulated most physically and visually. We both like physical touch, but men read Play Boy and women read romance novels. One stimulates visually and one mentally. If Mindy wants to get you off, she needs visual aids."

"What kind of visual aids?"

"Two kinds," Crystal replied. "The first is to perform oral sex so that you can see what is going on. The two best positions are either as we are now, where you can easily look down and see what I'm doing in your lap or with you standing and her kneeling in front of you. If you are staring at the ceiling, then all you are left with is the feelings of pressure and moisture on your cock which you can get riding an inner tube behind a boat. But if you see that you are fucking her face, your body will react completely differently."

Crystal saw his reaction when she said "fucking her face" and knew that he understood. Just the idea of it was enough to get him dripping. But to actually see it and to see her eyes looking back up at him . . . Yes, that's what he was missing.

"What is the second kind?"

"This," Crystal said, pulling off her tank top in one smooth motion.

Curt's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he took in the tiny black bra that barely held her enormous breasts. His hands reached out for them instinctively, and Crystal made no move to stop him. His strong hands fell on her exposed skin, trying in vain to fully enclose them in his fingers. He squeezed gently and rotated his hands underneath to feel their heft.

Crystal didn't stop him but explained the second visual aid, as if it wasn't already obvious. "When you see your wife sucking your cock, she becomes a very sexual creature to you. If she is fully dressed or you can't even see her body because you are lying on your back, then your mind has no reality to connect with its perception. When you see Mindy in a bikini or in lingerie you get excited and you find her sexy. When you have your head blown, you think of her the same way. You shouldn't have to imagine her in a sexy outfit, she should wear one for you, and it will make it better."

Curt was nodding his head, completely understanding what she was saying. Crystal was definitely a sexual creature in his mind. He had enjoyed looking down her top whenever the two couples got together. Now that he did not have to imagine what she looked like with her shirt off, the idea of her giving him head was that much more intoxicating.

"Now let's get down to the fun stuff," Crystal said with a smile as Curt finally released her breasts. She leaned into him and opened up his pants.

* * *

Evan spent a moment to stare at Mindy's eager sex between her legs. The outer lips, that he knew would be large from the imprint they had made on her panties, were quivering, as if they were a flower being teased by the sun.

As his wife was teaching downstairs, visual stimulation was important, and as Evan took in the visuals before him, he didn't fail to notice that his hard on was threatening to rip through his jeans. He hoped that as soon as this was over, Mindy and Curt would leave so he could fuck his wife and relieve all this tension.

Mindy started to moan slightly and Evan knew he should continue. His hands started once again at her knees and slid down her inner thighs. Her body braced for the initial touch, but he only massaged around her pussy, using his arms to lever her legs apart again and drop his head down to the prize.

His tongue snaked out gently, barely licking the narrow crease that fluttered under his touch. He avoided her clit for now, and only applied more and more pressure as he coaxed her flower open with his tongue. She responded accordingly, parting her lips to reveal the fleshy pink bud beneath.

Evan's mouth accepted the invitation, and his tongue penetrated down, the tip playing with her tight hole that slowly leaked her juices. Evan was pleased to find her as sweet, if not more, than his wife. He silently thanked Crystal for the meal they had just eaten as his tongue continued to lap up this woman's essence.

The wide tongue pushed the outer lips apart further as he licked her with the flat of his tongue like he was hungrily eating a double scoop cone. He stayed low on her sex, still avoiding her clit as he cautiously slipped in and out of her vagina, soaking up her flavor.

Lesson 3, he thought – for he wasn't going to waist his tongue to speak out loud at this point – is to wake up her body. Lessons 1 and 2 were to wake up her mind, and her moaning and her shallow breathing so far told him that was done. He had done very little to stimulate her physically at this point, and most of his touching had been teasing. Now he felt her body come alive as her hips rotated back and forth and breathing became deeper.

Randomizing his motions, he started to carry his lick up high enough to flick her clit with his tongue. He did it twice in a row, then skipped twice, then skipped three times, then did it three times in a row. Mindy's body didn't know how to react. She remained poised at the top of each lick to receive the stimulation, and then quivered when she didn't get it, only to buck her hips when it did come. Then when it came in quick succession, she found it hard to breath.

Evan enjoyed himself and began to fall into a familiar rhythm, perhaps too familiar. His hands moved to her hips, to hold her steady as he brought her body to life. Slowly his fingers crept up her side, under her sweater and then rotated up to the bottom of her ribcage. He was headed for her breasts when his palms felt the flat stomach of this woman, and his body realized it wasn't his wife.

He enjoyed (and he was pretty sure Crystal liked it too) playing with his wife's breasts while he feasted between her legs, but that might be a line he shouldn't cross yet. He thought it funny that they got to third base without considering first or second. He relented, and slowly pulled his hands back down her stomach, appreciating the muscled torso in contrast to his wife's softer stomach. He also noticed how hot her flesh felt against his cool hands.

When his relatively cool hands went back to her hips, she noticed how warm her skin was too. Her hands had been lying on the bed above her head, but now she brought them down reach under her sweater. Evan glanced up from his work to see her hands take more liberties than he thought he should as she tried in vain to cool herself off.

Evan smiled to himself as he moved on to the next phase, knowing that her body temperature was about to really climb. Lesson 4: Drive her to the edge in a rocket ship. So far everything and been gentle and smooth. He caressed and massaged. His tongue was soft and wet and moved slowly. Now that her body was awake, it was time to really light the fire.

His hands moved away from her hips and came up between her legs. His thumbs pressed against her upper outer lips as his fingers lay over the tops of her thighs. He pulled gently at first, spreading her sex and leaving her clit standing by itself in the center of her body. He pulled tighter, and the clit stood more erect, like a pink nipple quivering under the pressure.

Evan brought his mouth down, curling his tongue against his lower teeth, and then flicked the clit like one would flick a crumb off their pants with their finger.

"Ooooh!" was the reply he got, Mindy's first real use of her vocal cords. Evan did it again and again, her body flinching with each flick. He continued faster now, not able to curl his tongue with each flick, but he hit her on the up stroke and back down. Her body was practically bouncing on the bed now, "oohs" and "ahhs" coming more frequently.

The intensity of his attack was focused 100% on her clit. His tongue touched no other part of her body and with her entire focus on the center of her being, her excitement rose quickly. Evan was going at her now with a vengeance, moving his tongue up and down and side to side, not having to move his head at all. He knew from guidance from his wife in the past, that it was best to get a slight break in contact between each lick, or else they all just ran together, but Evan's lighting tongue made that break as slight as possible.

To up the ante, Evan brought the bottom of his upper teeth against the top of her engorged nub and began to flick his tongue against the bottom.

"OoohhhOoohhhOoohhhOoohhh. Yes, yes, Yes, yes, Yes. . ." Mindy's hands left her body and began to grip the comforter on the bed to hold on as she tried to ride out this storm. Evan knew with his wife, she would never be able to orgasm under this type of onslaught. It was too intense, but he liked to se her reaction each time he did it. Mindy's reaction was no less entertaining.

Her arms became extremely tense and she was having difficulty breathing as he ground her clit into his teeth with his tongue. She pounded on the bed and bucked her hips and looked like she might have the strength to throw Evan clear. He moved his mouth completely over her, sucking her soft flesh into his mouth and rubbing her clit against his gums. Her whole body stiffened now as she seemed to stop breathing altogether. Evan gave her a few more seconds and then released her completely.

"Holy shit!" she cried.

Evan chuckled as he carefully and slowly continued to lick around her clit, not wanting her to come down too far.

"What the fuck are you doing to me?" she asked breathlessly, picking up the bottom of her sweater and fanning herself with it.

"My job."

"It's so hot in here," she stated the obvious.

"No one told you you had to wear a turtleneck," was all Evan had to say. Thee seconds later, the sweater was on the floor next to the bed. Evan glanced up again and appreciated the view. When giving his wife this pleasure, he could only see her soft stomach and the bottom of her large breasts. Now as he looked over Mindy's hard stomach and small yet perky breasts, he could see her looking back at her. Her nipples were practically poking holes through her barely-there bra, and her eyes stared back at him between the sex antennae.

"Are you enjoying this?" she asked between gasps as he continued his slow licking to keep her on the precipice.

"Are you?"

"Fuck, yes. Do you think I am close?"

"Just a few more minutes," Evan told her. He had moved his hands from her upper thighs now, confident that her clitoral erection would make it easy to find without help. His right hand now moved under his chin, and the knuckle of his middle finger rubbed between her swollen lips.

Mindy no longer expended the energy to hold her head up to look down at him and leaned back as her body absorbed this new stimulation. His finger moved up and down and then paused with the tip of his finger at her love canal. Lesson 5: Carry her home. His middle finger (ironically the "Fuck You" finger) slid into her well lubed hole its entire length, the suddenness of the move taking Mindy by surprise.

"You're in my . . ." but her voice got caught in her lungs as he intensified his licking and pressed his finger against her G-spot. He slid it back out and then went in with two fingers, then three. He finger fucked her for a while as he continued to lick, but after a few seconds he just parked his fingers in as deep as he could, curling them up to make a hook that put pressure on her G-spot. His remaining pinkie and thumb applied pressure where his thumbs had a moment ago and with a practiced maneuver, he spread her open again.




Oral Lessons



In this final stage his tongue truly made love to her. Gone were the teasing flicks that were unpredictable. Gone too was the intense onslaught. Now his tongue moved in a smooth predictable rhythm, allowing his subject to move her body with him and fall deep into her sex. His fingers also pulsed inside her, pushing up against her bulls eye, and she squeezed in response. Soon the two of them were in perfect harmony.

Then, like a master conductor, he began to increase the rhythm. He knew the orchestra would try to keep pace, but the crescendo would only last so long. He could feel the tell-tale signs in her body as she clenched at his fingers and her breathing became faster. She moaned some more, but if they were words, they were unintelligible. He slowly slid his fingers back and forth and moved his tongue up and down, faster and faster. Soon he was at the same pace he had been at before when it was too much for her, but since he had worked her up to this slowly, she embraced it. It didn't take long.

"I'm going to . . . gonna . . . gonna . . . Holy fuck shit fucking fuck," her brain attempted to deal with her body as it leaped off the bed. Evan's face was thrown clear, but his fingers stayed deep inside her, riding her out and giving something for her cunt to squeeze. His thumb reached up and toyed with her clit when he felt her calming down and another climax ripped through her. Her hands slapped the bed and her hips bucked up and down.

After a full minute she managed to settle on the bed, her head still tossing to the side as she continued to moan unintelligibly. Evan pulled his fingers out, keeping them curled to hold as much juice as he could and brought them up to his mouth for a cleaning. He looked at Mindy still struggling on the bed with the after shocks. "Was it good?"

"It was . . . I feel . . . I need . . ." she couldn't latch onto a thought as her head rolled back and forth before looking up at him. He was standing at the foot of the bed licking her cum off his fingers. She wasn't looking at that, though, instead her eyes were much further down where Evan's body was trying to undo his zipper without using his hands. "I feel empty," she finally settled on, her eyes staring a hole through his jeans. "I need that cock inside me!"

"But we're not supposed to . . ." he offered weakly.

"I need your fucking cock in my fucking pussy right fucking now!"

Evan didn't really feel like arguing. He ripped off his shirt and pants in a flash, teased Mindy by letting her see his leaking penis pitched out in his underwear. "Now!" she practically screamed.

Evan complied and pulled off his underwear and climbed over her. He knelt for a moment so his 8-inch erection was fully visible to her before he plunged it inside. "Oh my . . ." she starred, but Evan didn't let her finish as he dropped down and thrust deep inside her. Mindy's hips rose to meet him as he hit bottom and she screamed in delight. Evan pumped away, living out a fantasy and hoping that his wife wouldn't mind.

* * *

Crystal looked at Curt's penis in awe. He wasn't nearly as long as Evan, but his 6+ inches was nothing to feel bad about. However, it was his girth that amazed her. It was like a cucumber. She took it in her hand and was not surprised to find she couldn't get her fingers to touch around it. She doubted even her sisters slender digits could wrap around this monster. She knew she could fit it in her mouth, but wondered if it would fit elsewhere.

"I can see why your wife's mouth would get so tired," she said, not able to take her eyes off it as she slowly ran both hands up and down. Her fingers squeezed the head as they pulled down it, enjoying the sight of it springing back to its full 2-inch diameter.

"So you don't think you can do it either," Curt sounded deflated.

"No," Crystal told him, "I can do it, and I will enjoy every second."

This was a challenge. Crystal enjoyed a challenge. She'd given her husband head while he was driving, on a plane, on a ferris wheel, and several other places. She enjoyed the challenge, and she took this one on now.

Crystal's tongue licked up the length of his stiff member slowly, getting it wet, and letting him feel the warmth of her tongue against his cock. This would never be enough to get him to cum, but it gave him a very good visual. Curt ate it up too, gasping as he watching this voluptuous women lick him like he was a lollypop. With each lick, her head tilted up and he could see her impressive cleavage revealed slowly. It was a double visual, and he could clearly understand he had been missing this before. Even without much stimulation, he already saw a bit of precum leaking out of his dick.

Crystal saw it too and spent a few seconds cleaning up. She rung him up with her hands, putting pressure on the base of his erection with her thumb to work up as much of the milky liquid as she could. She slurped noisily as she sucked it down and then smacked her lips. "Not too bad."

The idea of a woman evaluating his cum like she was at a wine tasting sent a shiver down his spine and produced another flush of precum. Crystal did the same to this next offering, letting her tongue curve underneath the bulbous head to catch the drippings after they traveled an inch. She stayed down there, licking and sucking on his red hood, enjoying the firm yet soft qualities of this mammoth sausage.

Below her mouth, her hand moved up and down slightly, always applying pressure in pulses. Above her, Crystal heard Curt moan softly as she expertly brought him into ecstasy. She could go on playing with this cock indefinitely, never applying enough stimulation to get him off, but plenty to keep him hard and dripping. But she wanted to get him off quickly. She was not only worried that their counterparts could be coming down stairs soon, but she also wanted to show Curt that there was no problem with him, and under proper stimulation, he could orgasm easily.

"Lesson 2," she said, looking up at Curt, making sure that a little precum hung from the corner of her mouth and her cleavage was clearly visible beneath her face. "With women you can bring them up and down, always keeping them on the edge of an orgasm, but with men, if you back off for more than a few seconds, you are back at square one." As she said this, she continued rub him up and down to maintain the firmness of his erection. "If you feel that you are close, and your wife stops for a breather, she lost all the work she did. Talk to her, let her know when you are ready to blow."

"And Lesson 3 is for the woman to make her mouth simulate a vagina," she said, licking her lips and grabbing the white drool hanging from her mouth. "Heat, moisture, and pressure. Your mouth provides the first two and your hand the last. Like this," she finished and took his throbbing cock into her mouth.

Curt thought he might blow his load right there as he watched this beautiful woman swallow his full erection. Crystal couldn't go all the way down on Evan because of his length, but even with Curt's extra girth, she was able to wrap her lips around the base of his penis while her throat constricted around his tip. She left it there for a while, feeling her victim squirm before pulling back out, strings of drool and cum webbing between her mouth and his cock.

Crystal rubbed up and down with her hand with a twisting motion, massaging the fluids into the skin and spreading the natural lubrication all over. She smiled up at Curt, whose eyes were rolling back in his head and barely saw her. She went down again, keeping her small hand at his base this time so she didn't go all the way down. With extra room to work, she swirled her tongue around the head of his engorged member, enjoying his salty sweet taste.

With the rotating motion of her tongue still in place she started bobbing her head up and down with her hand connected to the bottom of her mouth. She squeezed her hand and twisted on the down stroke, and held it looser on the up stroke. She played with rotating her hand and tongue in opposite directions, and then in the same direction, but she never stopped moving.

Curt was having problems focusing on anything, and his neck had difficulty keeping his head up. He glanced down at Crystal devouring his cock, drool and cum flowing out of her mouth and through her fingers. She moaned and gurgled as if she was enjoying this more than him, which he couldn't imagine.

The feeling of the ultimate orgasm began at the back of his mind, and he quickly latched onto it, not wanting to let the feeling go. It wanted to race down his spine and out his throbbing cock, but he held on. His right hand dug into the sofa's armrest as his left searched out for something. He was loosing control fast and probably couldn't even remember his name at this point.

Crystal didn't seem to care what she was putting him through and kept going. With as wet as she made it, she could squeeze extra hard with her hand and still slide it easily. Her tongue too was well practiced at swirling around and was still several minutes from tiring. Curt didn't have several minutes.

"Uh . . . uhh . . ." she hard him groan, knowing that he was trying to hold on. She didn't want him to hold on. She wanted her mouth filled by this giant cock and she wanted it now. She sucked hard at him, breaking her rule of only applying pressure with her hand, but she didn't fear tiring as the moment of explosion was only heart beats away.

"Uh . . . uhh . . . ahh . . .AAHHH!" Curt couldn't hold on any longer and he arched his back as he felt the orgasm crash down his spine and explode into Crystal's face.

Crystal was ready, but had no idea what she was going to get. The first mamouth jet of cum filled the little space left in her mouth not taken up by the cock. She tried to swallow, but Curt lurched with his shot, sending his head deep into her throat and directly down her esophagus. She fought her gag reflexes well, but had to pull back and open her mouth, taking the third jet against her teeth.

Crystal held the still spasming penis in front of her as it continued to empty itself onto her body. Her knees were up against the edge of the couch to save the floor of any wayward drips and she leaned forward to catch the last drops with her chest as she tried to swallow what she could.

Curt, released the breath he had been holding and realized he was staring at the ceiling. He slowly tilted his head back down and was in awe of the scene in front of him. Crystal was trying to lick his cum off her chin where it hung in a long, thick string. Both massive breasts had cum on them, and his dick was still happily dripping on them as Crystal unconsciously kept milking him with her hand.

Crystal made eye contact with him eventually when she had regained control of her own breathing and was sure everything had gone down the right tubes. "Very nice," she said, using her unoccupied hand to clean off her chin and deposit the thick cream into her mouth.

"I think I made a mess," Curt observed as yet another drip fell on her heaving chest.

Crystal looked down to scope the damage and saw that while her legs had protected the floor, she had caught several drips on her skirt. "Ooohh," she said, wondering if she could clean that before her husband and sister came down stairs. She leaned forward and dropped her thumb to the very base of his penis just above his sack. Pushing hard, she dredged up the very last of his load to the top of his cock and took him in her mouth to swallow it down.

"You're still really hard," she exclaimed as she savored his flavor.

"It usually doesn't go away as fast as other guys. Or so I'm told."

"Not a bad thing," Crystal grinned. "But I need to clean up right now." She released his hard on and stood. Without really thinking about it, she undid the button on her denim skirt and stepped out of it, careful not to let the stained portion touch the floor. Curt looked on like a voyeur at her tiny black thong that matched her bra. The panties look even smaller because of her large round ass. It wasn't until he reached out to try and palm the perfectly round flesh that Crystal realized she was nearly naked in front of him.

Instinctively she stepped away and held the skirt in front of her legs. "Sorry," she said, "I'll just go upstairs to clean this off." She turned to go, wondering if she should flip the skirt around to hide her ass, but she just moved quickly out of the room and up the short flight of stairs to the upper level of their split level home.

She had just given head and was in a sexual mood, so her modesty switch had been turned off, and she blushed heavily as she made her way to the bathroom. After a few seconds of thought, she chuckled at herself. She had just sucked on his cock. So what if he saw her in her underwear. Yes, she wasn't happy with the extra weight on her thighs and stomach and rarely wore a bikini. She stripped down for her husband because he had assured her on numerous occasions that he preferred her womanly curves to the anorexic models on TV. But in front of others, she still wasn't sure. She didn't have much problem being in a bra in front of Curt or anyone else because she knew her chest drew attention away from her stomach, but from the waist down, bigger wasn't always better. Yet, she had seen Curt reach for her with hunger in his eyes.

She put that out of her head for now as she ran water in the upstairs bathroom and quickly rinsed off her skirt. She rubbed it on a towel until it was dry enough and could easily explain the damp spot from when they had done dishes. That reminded her she would need to get Curt's shirt out of the dryer soon. She quickly took a wet tissue to her chest as she cleaned up the rest of Curt's mess, wishing she could slowly eat it off with Curt watching, but knew she shouldn't waste time.

With that done, she slipped her skirt back on and then walked quickly down the short hall to their bedroom. She didn't need to put her ear against the door to hear what was going on.

"I'm going to . . . gonna . . . gonna . . . Holy fuck shit fucking fuck!"

Crystal smiled to herself. "That's my boy," she said under her breath. It was good that the two of them could give these newlyweds a taste of what their sex life could, and hopefully soon would be.

Crystal also realized that when Mindy finally got control of herself (she could hear the moaning from the teasing she was sure Evan was doing) they would be coming downstairs. She heard them talking in low voices and begin to walk away when she heard Mindy speak up.

"I need that cock inside me!"

Crystal froze and then did put her ear to the door to hear her husband's response.

"But we're not supposed to . . ."

"I need your fucking cock in my fucking pussy right fucking now!"

Mindy was taken back by her sister's language. She had pulled her ear away from the door and heard rustling and perhaps her husband arguing further (or was that her imagination) and then her sister screamed again: "Now!"

Crystal knew in her heart that Evan would not refuse her. It's not that he was unfaithful or had a wandering eye, but she had seen him look at her before when she paraded around in her skimpy bikini. She knew he found her attractive and now she was screaming at him to fuck her.

Her hand hovered over the doorknob to their room but she didn't touch it. What could she do? They had been walking a tight line as it was allowing the oral sex. Even if she did barge in there, she wasn't wearing a shirt. If she raced downstairs to put a shirt on and then raced back upstairs to hide what she had done just to catch them in what they were doing, what would that prove? How hypocritical would that be?

Crystal pulled her hand away from the door. Evan wasn't cheating on her. He wasn't running into the arms of another woman because they didn't love each other. She had told him to give Mindy a good time, and he was just following orders. Hell, Evan had shown more reluctance just now than Crystal had when Curt had asked for a blow job

She stepped away from the door, as the cries of pleasure got louder. This was Mindy's moment, and she wouldn't spy on her. She wouldn't pressure Evan to tell her everything afterwards. If he volunteered to tell her everything, she would think more of him, but if he glossed over this part, she wouldn't make him feel guilty.

Would she even tell him what she and Curt had just done? She doubted it. Did the fact that Mindy and Evan were fucking right now mean anything for Crystal and Curt? Did the rules change for them as well? She stood there thinking about how Curt said his cock usually stayed hard long after an orgasm. She remembered the hungry look in his eyes when she had taken off her skirt in front of him. But most of all she remembered the enormous girth of his penis and the first thought that had crossed through her mind: I wonder if that will fit inside me?

With a sly grin on her face, Crystal left the lovers in the bedroom, took her damp skirt off again, and went down stairs to check on Curt and his massive cock.

* * *

Evan plunged deep into his sister, enjoying the tight warm hole that clenched around him. He watched in the dim light of the room as Mindy's face went through several different pleasurable expressions. Small though they were, her breasts bounced up and down inside her bra, her nipples as erect as ever. Evan didn't know how long he was going to last.

Mindy was writhing on the bed, mumbling to herself and enjoying the view. Evan wasn't as muscular as her husband, but he was lean and maybe 30 lbs lighter, which she appreciated while he was on top. With a quick grin that Evan barely caught, she raised her knees, pinched his side, and twisted her strong legs.

Evan fell to the side as Mindy continued to roll on top of him. In the blink of an eye they changed positions. Playing with the extreme length of his member, Mindy controlled how far she slid down each time, flexing her knees and moving up and down slowly. Evan eyed her slim figure from the bed appreciating the exquisite lines and once again wishing that her bra was off. Mindy seemed to notice the look and reached behind to undo the bra.

Evan was rewarded and was surprised how full A-cups could look when fully aroused and bouncing in front of him. He reached up with his hands toward her tall frame, and Mindy complied by leaning forward as she continued to ride his eight inches. Gravity helped her breasts and while Evan found they did not fill his hands, he needed his whole hand to massage them while his thumb and forefinger rubbed the nipples.

Mindy leaned over even further, grinding her aroused clit into Evan's pubic hair while still riding his steel pole. Evan craned his neck slightly and began to suck on her left tit. She began to moan more loudly now, feeling stimulation on multiple points in her body. Evan switched between breasts, his hands keeping the other one occupied while his tongue twirled around each amazing nipple.

Crystal's breasts were larger by far, and her areolas were stretched out and irregular with flat nipples that didn't get very hard. Mindy was the opposite with nipples that stood over a quarter inch and the most symmetrical areolas he had ever seen. Leaving a breast in his mouth his hands slid down either side to her hips. His arms were just long enough to cup her tight ass as she bounced up and down.

Mindy rose suddenly, twisting her agile body around so she was suddenly facing the other direction. The angles of their bodies were wrong, but Evan's length still allowed penetration of several inches. Evan now got to examine the bare butt right in front of him as it bounced up and down. The firm ass quivered only slightly as it hit hard against his pelvis over and over.

Just when Evan though he was going to blow, Mindy changed it up again, leaning back to put both hands flat on the bed beside his shoulders. Her feet were flat on the bed as well and she lifted her hips up. Evan reached out to hold her waist and brought his hips up to meet her. Once he had a hold of her, Mindy took her hands off the bed and began to massage her own breasts.




Oral Lessons



She rolled off of me and kept her hand on my deflating cock. The next thing that happened damn near gave me a heart attack. Al came out of the closet with a video camera in his hands with a big smile on his face. I had a look of terror on my face when I looked down at Chandra and she almost fell off the bed laughing so hard. When I looked back at Al and noticed that he was naked with a hard-on, I realized I had been set up. I joined in on their good-natured laughing and asked, "How long have you guys been planning this?"

Al said, "Chandra has wanted you to eat her every since she talked to Myna, and then found out that you really do like to do it."

She joined in, "I have had an itch to have you licking me real bad since that night we talked about it." Then they explained to me that they both want to experiment with swinging, but were afraid they might have some jealousy between them. This was a good way to test Al, and they asked if Myna might be inclined to join in, to test Chandra. I told them that we had talked about it but had not yet acted on it. I think she would go for it, and that she also wants to experiment with bisexuality. I looked at Chandra as I said this to get her reaction. As expected she looked towards Al, and then back at me and said, "Why not!"

I told them that after she gets back from visiting her mother, we would see how it goes. We immediately started devising a plan to get Myna involved in our sexual playing, but that was cut short by Chandra sucking Al's cock as I video taped them. But that's another story...