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parts of me I thought were imperfect didn’t seem to bother him a bit.
He savored the sight of me, his cock twitching as he looked me over. Our eyes
met and I burned a bit more as I saw just how much of him I was going to be
enjoying. He was beautifully endowed and perfectly formed, the engorged
mushroom head dark pink and the heavily veined shaft a slightly different hue.
A tantalizing pearl glistened at the tip and I licked my lips.
    He kissed me again, a teasing kiss this time that made me
weak as he nibbled my lip and traced the inside of my mouth with the tip of his
tongue. I moaned into him and he gasped in response, pulling me against his
thigh where I could feel the prickles of his leg hair against my sensitive,
exposed lips, grinding me against him though already my hips were rolling to
the motion of his mouth on me. He nipped at my earlobe and whispered into my hair,
“I can feel how wet your pussy is. Go ahead, rub yourself off on me. I want to
feel you dripping all over my leg.”
    And I did, like an animal in heat, loving the feel of his
muscular thigh hard against my delicate, slick flesh. He kept exploring my neck
and my collarbone with his mouth as I rubbed against him, feeling the slow buzz
building. The only sounds were our breathing and the rhythmic friction of me
riding his leg when from across the room I heard Jason unzipping. I opened my
eyes and watched him watching us, rubbing the head of his straining cock, his
eyes focused on my body. As he fell into rhythm I closed my fist around
Andrew’s shaft and slowly pumped, feeling the slippery pre-cum smearing into
the palm of my hand as I fisted him. He closed his eyes and moaned softly as I
worked him in tandem with Jason’s strokes.
    Still pumping him, I slid to my knees and slowly drew him
into my mouth, loving those first salty drops on my tongue, rubbing the
slickness over the head and still stroking his shaft. He writhed and thrust his
hips at me, moaning my name, twining his hands in my hair as I trailed my
tongue around and across the length of him. But I didn’t want to bring him off
too fast. He was young and would likely recover quickly enough but Jason wanted
to watch him fuck me and I wasn’t about to deny him that. I wasn’t going to
deny myself that either. It had been far too long.
    Andrew’s cock twitched against my lips and I closed them
around the crown, sliding him slowly into my wet, willing mouth by the barest
fractions, feeling his hot flesh meet my hungry tongue. I opened my eyes and
looked at my husband, now stroking himself in earnest as he watched me swallow
Andrew’s cock, taking him deep into my mouth in long, slow movements. His eyes
were glazed over with pleasure at the sight of it.
    And from above me Andrew groaned, “Oh, fuck… Oh, Sara… Oh
God, that feels so fantastic!” His fingers massaged my scalp and neck as I
savored him. “You’re so fucking good at this… So good…” He was all the way in
my mouth, nudging at the back of my throat, my face nestled in the thicket of
fragrant, dark curls covering his groin. I breathed him in as he started
quivering and gripping my hair and uttering little curses under his breath with
every thrust of his shaft, every change in suction.
    After a moment I stopped sucking and gently nuzzled his
cock. He was panting and grinning down at me, his hands still wrapped in my
hair, pressing me to him as if he was loath to let me go. I stood up and led
him to the bed. While he had taken the lead at first, now I took him by the
hand and laid him down. His eager eyes never left me, and when I climbed on top
of him and rubbed my lips back and forth across his mouth he growled and rolled
me under him. Oh, I was going to get it, the fucking I wanted, and I tensed for
him to enter me, gripping his forearms and looking into his eyes.
    “My turn,” he said with a grin, that cockiness back again.
And down he went, between my thighs in a flash. I didn’t protest. It had been
far too