THE JACKS X
When I popped, my cock jumped off her tongue and squirted her chin. She pulled back to watch the dickiedance and her neck got a thorough cum bath. "Whew, I really needed that," I said. She reached up and smeared my jizz all over her tits. "I never would have guessed I'd enjoy the smell of my lover's orgasm but it's pretty neat. Now for heaven's sake make me cum!" She said.
I was a bit taken aback. Only a couple of weeks ago she was something of a priss and I had to struggle to gat a decent goodnight kiss. And here she was with a chest full of my jizz begging to get blown!
I was treated to a nice appetizer of precum as I licked her clitty clean. Maybe I was just fantasizing but my fingers were telling me her prostate was already swollen. I took her cock deep into my mouth, tightened my lips and began to suck. "Yes, yes, that's what I need...oh God I need to orgasm so bad!" She whined. It couldn't have been a minute before she said, "Almost....almost there." So I traded my mouth for my finger and began to circle her glans. "Oh I'm gonna....I'm....o, o, OH..AARRRGGHHH!!," she yelled and her bunghole grabbed my fingers and almost simultaneously her boner erupted. This time not gushes but spurts maybe six inches in the air and I counted eight of them before she collapsed and her rectum and dick became quiet.
She rolled over, wrapped her arms around me and said, "Hold me, hold me tight. Lordy, I've never ever had a climax that strong." We stayed glued together for maybe half an hour. I suggested we visit a wine tasting in a local winery on Friday, two days hence with dinner afterwards. The next afternoon there was a call on my phone to call her. When I did she asked me to drop by after dinner that night. I did, she sat me down at the dining room table and handed me my fraternity pin. I was nonplussed!
"Look, you're going to think I'm nuts, but I need a timeout. I didn't sleep worth a darn last night. I found myself thinking of marriage, adopting a child and I really don't know you. And I haven't dated any other men! I have to get my head on straight. My clitoris has captured my heart and my brain. I care for you, that's obvious, but is it just sex? I'm sorry, but I need a little distance to figure things out," she said. "Please, don't call me, I'll call you." I really couldn't think of anything to say. She gave me a sweet kiss at the door and I stumbled out.
I couldn't sleep worth a damn. I had no idea how much pleasure she had given me until she wasn't there. It flashed through my tortured brain that maybe she was doing this to trap me into doing something stupid. Like proposing marriage. I flushed that pretty quickly. I really began to realize how much she had occupied my heart and noodle about 3:30 AM.
Three days, no phone call. The Jacks were meeting tonight so what the hell. Maybe a roomful of boners would soothe my tortured mind. When I got there the place was packed. There must have been thirty guys in what they called "The Ballroom". I got naked and miracle of miracles, the sight of all those hard cocks made mine pop up and Timmie went on the back burner. A really handsome guy, really he could have been a movie star, came up and stuck out his hand for a shake. The only negative was a limp dick. When he saw me look down he said, "I'm going to need a little help. After lunch my wife wanted to have sex with me and If I had turned her down she would know something was terribly wrong. Maybe if you could lend me a hand it would help."
I began by gently rolling his oversized 'nads around with his pecker in turn rolling around on the top of my paw. He did get a soggy halfway hardon but it didn't improve when I massaged it. I reminded him that oral sex was a no/no at The Jacks but if he went to the bathroom and took the lock off the door when he heard three quick knocks we might solve his problem. He had a wide grin as he made his way to the john. I gave it a couple of minutes, the lock clicked off and I was in. I sat on the can, he stood in front of me and his dick was already harder. It took a couple of minutes of sucking and he was rock hard. I pulled my head back and said,"We haven't been formally introduced and given the circumstances please tell me when you're about to unload."
He laughed and said, "You sound like an English teacher but you suck a cock like a professional. I'll do as you say if you will let me suck that leaky tool of yours after I unload," he replied. I started sucking again and tasted precum so I knew we were making progress. I went back to rolling his balls around and in a couple of minutes, quietly he said, "Damn, you're good and I'm just about there." I turned him about ninety degrees and began to stroke his slippery dick. He didn't make a sound when he came. I let him loose with his first spurt and watched his cock bounce. Unusual, his balls were bouncing up and down too. Not much jizz but pretty good for his second time this afternoon.
We changed positions and he just had me in his mouth when the doorknob rattled and somebody knocked on the door. We grabbed some toilet paper and quickly wiped the spermy floor. We went out, a tall guy came in, sniffed the air and said, "Jeez, it smells like somebody had a good time!" Back in the main room and my partner said, "Well, I can jack you until he leaves and then we can go back in." I was pretty hot from sucking and watching him unload plus watching the batch of men getting jerked and I was getting close when the bathroom was free. But when I walked back in the room smelled like on overfilled outhouse on a hot day and I backed out.
Somehow that did it. Timmie was on my mind and I just lost the itch. Maybe I was depressed over missing her but I got dressed and went home. I was watching a classic western on the tube when there was s knock on my door. What the hell? It was 10:30 and I was about to climb in the sack. I opened the door and there was Timmie! "Can I come in?" she said. Nonplussed doesn't describe it. "I just had to see you. I can't sleep worth squat, I can't get you out of my head and I feel like a bitch thinking I've hurt you like I've hurt myself." I stepped out the door and wrapped my arms around her. We just stood there for a couple of minutes and I told her I understood and she said, "I knew you would. You seem to understand me more than I understand myself. So you know that right now I want to kiss every inch of you, not to exclude that special nine inches..."
I pulled her through the door and began undressing her. "Oh my what a change. A week ago feeling the way I do now frightened me and now I feel like I'd die if we never made love again," she said. When we were both naked she lifted my boner and hers, then scrunched up to me. "Nice. It feels so nice to feel all of you close to me," she said. We hugged for a minute or two and I picked her up and carried to bed. "I just can't get it out of my mind," she said, "I want your penis in my pussy and I want to feel it cumming inside me." I reached for a condom but she took it from me. "I trust you and I want to feel your semen flowing into me." I lasted all of thirty seconds before with no warning I exploded. She giggled, "Well I guess you really did miss me. Oh gosh, feeling your organ throbbing in me...what paradise."
I didn't ask, I just took her into my mouth and began to gently suck. The precum appetizer was as usual delicious. She didn't last much longer than I had done before I felt her cockhead swell and her warm cum tickled my throat. I didn't pull away, I enjoyed the full climax. She stayed in my mouth until her erection subsided. Then I got a warm cummy kiss.
She wanted to know what I had been doing in the past week and I told her, "Just practicing with your shampoo bottle and wishing it was you." Timmie: "Oh goody! Tomorrow I can finally poke my clitty in your fanny."
I moved in with her a week later, we got married last March and we're finalizing the adoption of a little abandoned girl from Rohinga. Life is good.
THE END
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