Date: Mon, 28 Jun 2010 14:04:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mitchell Capslock <mitchcapslock@yahoo.com>
Subject: Story submission: She Knows (Part II)

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She Knows
By Mitchell Capslock


PART II

Tom answered the door and led me to the den in the back of his house and
offered me a drink. I asked for a bourbon and gulped, hoping to calm my
racing heart.

Tom sat on one large black leather couch and motioned for me to sit across
from him on the other. When Jess walked in, I couldn't meet her eyes, but
that didn't keep me from admiring her as she stood at the bar pouring
herself a drink.  She was stunning. A short white tennis dress accented her
curves majestically and from the looks of her makeup and hair, I doubted
she'd just come in from the courts.

She turned and caught me staring at her. I saw a flash in her eyes that I
assumed was anger, but when she spoke, it was if she was calmly chatting
over a post-dinner drink.

"So you've been sucking my husband's cock?" she asked.

I stammered, trying to explain myself.  She held up her hand to stop me.

"Tom's told me the story," she said. "But I'd like to hear it from you."

I recounted the tale for her, leaving nothing out. I told her about my
failing marriage, how my wife had caught me masturbating to gay porn and
how she'd taken my children from me after our divorce. When I got to the
point in my story where her husband had suggesting trading blowjobs for
legal work, she shot him a dirty look. I'm guessing he'd told her that our
arrangement had been my idea.

When I finished, she asked, "Do you like it? Sucking him, I mean."

"I do like it," I said. "Giving someone pleasure with my mouth has always
been my favorite. Even when I was married, I probably gave my wife oral sex
far more than we made love."

"What do you like about it?" she asked.

"I love the way he feels against my tongue, I love the way he smells," I
said. "And I love the way his cock swells when he's close."  Jess made a
funny face.

"I don't care for any of that," she said. "Do you let him finish in your
mouth?"

"Of course I do," I replied.  "That's the best part."

"Do you swallow?" she asked.

I nodded yes. She made another funny face. That must have been the reason
Tom had offered me a trash can to spit in the first time I sucked his dick.

"I've never swallowed cum," she said. "The few times I've let him come in
my mouth, I had to spit it out before I threw up."

I told her that I enjoyed the taste and texture and that swallowing it felt
like my reward for a job well done.

Jess got up from where she'd been sitting beside her husband and refilled
her drink. She said that when she first suspected Tom of cheating on her,
she was furious. She expected he would leave her for a younger
woman. Learning he'd been letting another man suck him off was hardly
welcome news, she said.

But after Tom explained it, assuring her he would never leave her and that
he would end our arrangement, she began to come around. At least part of
this was her fault, she said. Not caring for her husband's needs had led
him to seek other remedies.

I didn't tell her that Tom had only told me what was going on after I'd
sucked him off the day before.

Then she dropped a bombshell.

"I want to watch," she said.

I sat there dumbfounded, unable to speak.

"Look at him," she said of her husband. "He's had a hard-on since you
started telling my about sucking him. He's got a wet spot on his pants. So
go ahead, I want to watch."

I looked at Tom and he shrugged his shoulders slightly. He stood up, kicked
off his shoes and removed his pants and boxers. His cock was rigid and
precum was bubbling from his slit.

Nervous as I was, I decided to put on a show for Tom and Jess. I wanted her
to see him get the best blowjob he'd ever gotten.

I slid off the couch and onto my knees in front of him. After licking the
precum from the tip of his cock with the tip of my tongue, I opened wide
and slid the length of his shaft along my tongue and into the back of my
throat. Only when my nose was pushed against his pubic hair did I close my
lips around the base of his dick.

Tom let out a moan.  I pulled back, until only the head of his dick was in
my mouth. I sucked and tongued the head for a moment before sliding my
mouth down the entire shaft again.

I worked his dick with my mouth and tongue with a slow but deliberate
pace. Between the moans and the taste of his leaking precum in the back of
my throat, I knew Tom wouldn't last very long. I sucked harder and picked
up the pace, but it wasn't enough for Tom. He grabbed the back of my head
and began to fuck my mouth.

With a grunt, he pushed as deep into my mouth as he could and pumped his
load into my throat. I swallowed and held his dick in my mouth until he
began to soften.

"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen," Jess said.

In my zeal to give Tom the best blowjob, I'd forgotten that she was in the
room. She was sttting at the opposite end of the couch from Tom and I. Her
dress had worked its way up over her hips and she was rubbing her pussy
through the a pair of black lace g-string panties.

"He got to use your mouth," she said. "It's my turn."

Jess pulled her dress off over her head and scooted to the edge of the
couch. Without looking to her husband for approval, I slid over and pulled
her panties to the side. She shaved her bush into a thin, wispy landing
strip that pointed to her engorged clit.

I put my tongue on her pubic hair and ran the tip across her clit, between
her labia and dipped slightly into her hole before starting back up. Jess
shuddered with pleasure and spread her legs wider.

After teasing her with light tongue strokes to the clit, I slid down
between her lips again. I intended to stop at the bottom of her pussy, but
I misjudged where I was. My tongue slid past her perineum and brushed
against her rosebud. Jess gasped and moaned, which I took to be a sign to
continue.

I kept up the circuit between her clit and her asshole for a few minutes
before I felt her start to pull away.

"I need some dick," she said.

Tom, who had been recovering from my cocksucking display a few minutes
earlier, was stroking himself back to stiffness beside us on the
couch. Jess climbed atop him and pushed his erection inside her. As she
began to slowly rock back and forth, I leaned in and licked from his balls
up past where she was buried on his shaft to her clit.

"Yesssss," she moaned. "Just like that."

I worked from his balls to his shaft to her clit a few more times. Jess
begain to rotate her hips a bit quicker and she grabbed the top of my head
when I again reached her clit and held my tongue in place. I sucked gently
at her clit and she moaned and started moving faster.

I stayed with her as long as I could, but fearing injury, I backed away
when her pace got too fast to keep up with.

Tom had Jess' asscheeks in his hands and was pushing her back and forth as
she was impaled on his cock.  With a grunt, he pushed his hips up and came,
putting his second load in about 20 minutes into her snatch.

His orgasm triggered hers. Jess was moaning loudly and riding him
wildly. Then she froze, her body shuddered and she relaxed against Tom's
reclining torso.

I sat quietly at their feet and watched with fascination as Jess'
well-fucked pussy finally released Tom's shrinking cock. I was trying to
remember every second of the evening so I could replay it in my mind when I
got home and jerked off.

After a minute or two, Jess lifted her head from where she's been laying on
Tom.

"So what do you do when you are done sucking my husband?" she asked.

I told her that I generally went back to my office or home and masturbated
while the taste of his cock and cum were still fresh in my mouth.

"Well, go ahead," she said. "We've both gotten off. I don't see why you
shouldn't. Jerk your dick for us."

I pushed my pants and boxer briefs down past my knees and started to stroke
myself. After what seemed like forever, it felt great to release my dick
from my sticky pants and wrap my fingers around its shaft.

I was face-to-crotch with a dick I'd sucked many times and pussy that I'd
enjoyed licking more than any other in my life. As I watched,, a dollop of
Tom's cum dripped from Jess' hole and slid toward her rosebud.

I leaned in and licked her clean.

Jess moaned and grabbed my head, pulling me in tighter to her cum-filled
hole. I tongued her hole, seeking to lick any of Tom's cum that I could
coax from her pussy. I gripped my hard cock but didn't stroke it. I didn't
want to come yet and I was worried that jerking off would take away my
attention from my job between her thighs.

With my tongue in her pussy, my nose ground against her clit. As she
wiggled her hips so that I stroked the outside of her pussy with it, she
deposited more of their combined juices into my mouth. The taste and
texture was heavenly.  I'd never eaten a cum-filled pussy before, but I
hoped it wouldn't be my last.

Jess' pace quickened and she moaned.

"I'm going to cum again," she said.

I pumped my dick as she pushed my face tight against her her pussy. As she
got off, so did I, shooting my load all over the front of the sofa she and
Tom were laying on.

When she released my head, I dropped back to the floor, trying to catch my
breath. Jess was still laying on top of Tom and he had his arms wrapped
around her midsection. He had tucked his face into her neck and was gently
kissing her as she came down from her post-orgasm high.

When I could, I stood up, pulled my underwear up over my cum-covered dick
and quietly left the room. For all we'd just shared -- easily the hottest
sexual experience of my life -- watching their post coital cuddling seemed
invasive.

I left myself out and drove home.  Before I could park and get inside, my
cock was already stirring. I couldn't wait to get inside and relive the
night's events with my dick in my hand.