Originally Posted by Janethebrain
"I was beginning to feel left out," Sue said. "You guys have had way more fun than me so far."
I hadn't thought about it, but she was right. I had been given a massive orgasm on the pool table, Jeff had his dick sucked by two hot ladies, but Sue had only been fingered for about a minute total.
I'm not sure if this is a movie quote or just something I made up, but I shouted, "This injustice will not stand!" And with that I plunged my two fingers back into Sue's vagina. Then, with non-verbal communications, Jeff and I both began working on Sue's boobs.
The combination of both of us sucking her tits, and me expertly hooking her g-spot (I'm a g-spot girl myself) brought Sue to climax faster than I expected. She went from complaining that she was being left out, to asking us to give her a minute to recover.
It was my turn, so I took the cue and walked around surveying the table. Sue and Jeff were whispering to each other and sneaking around behind me. Neither of them seemed to want to give me a line of sight distraction, they were going for contact.
I decided on my shot. It was not the easiest shot I had, but it required me to bend way over the table, which was why I chose it. I waited for Jeff and Sue to get in position and then I pretended to line up the shot and bent over the table naked and very exposed.
Almost immediately I felt a hand on my pussy, and then felt something slide inside. I looked over my shoulder and saw Sue cringing as she fingered me. She had never fingered a girl before, (although I assume she has masturbated) and Jeff was whispering either instructions or encouragement. Either way, it was working for me. I was on my way to my second orgasm of the evening, this time on Sue's fingers while Jeff gently stroked my naked back and occasionally reached around to play with my boobs.
I decided I would try to scratch so I could get an additional dare, but I was so worked up from Sue's fingers that I couldn't even make that happen. Unfortunately, as soon as she heard me take my shot, Sue removed her fingers and playfully spanked my ass.
"Well that was something new," she said. Jeff grabbed her and gave her a passionate kiss which turned into them totally sucking face for a minute. I didn't want to intrude, but I was super-turned on, so I got behind Sue and stroked her ass and then reached between her legs only to find that Jeff was already there. When he felt my fingers bump against his, he pulled out and I slid my fingers in, then we switched again. Each time we switched, Sue would moan loudly and her knees would buckle slightly.
This went on for a couple minutes and then she pulled away from Jeff and said, "Ok guys who's up?" Sue later told me that as long as we were playing a game she could rationalize the sexual things we were doing to each other as being part of the game, but if it ever just became us fooling around, she wasn't sure if she could do it. I knew what she meant. Since college, I had discovered that doing a dare, or having to do something as a penalty in a game gave me the freedom to do things that I couldn't imagine doing otherwise.
I told her it was her turn, but she said that she was pretty sure she had just had her turn and she handed the cue stick to Jeff.
Jeff didn't even pretend he was trying. He lined up before we could even start to distract him and shot the cue ball directly into the corner pocket. "Oops," he said. "I scratched."
Sue started to protest, but I leaned over and whispered to her that we should finish the dare we started upstairs. She smiled and said, "Good idea. But both of us this time."
Jeff leaned back against the pool table, having a pretty good idea where things were headed. I got down on my knees, grateful for the padded carpeting which was much easier on my knees than the tile floor of the kitchen.
I gently pulled his boxers down since his penis was still sticking through the flap, and he stepped out of them. Three hours after we started playing games we were finally all naked.
Jeff had lost about half of his erection. He was still swollen, but it was pointing at the floor not the ceiling. This is my favorite part about giving a blowjob, feeling a penis grow in my mouth. I actually like it much more than starting with a rock hard dick. I took him into my mouth and began gently running my tongue around while applying just a little bit of suction. I could feel him growing and it made me wet again.
Once he was nice and hard, I pulled back and let Sue have a turn. We were kneeling side by side and for the next few minutes we took turns licking and sucking his dick. When I wasn't sucking, I ran my finger nails up and down his legs, or played with his balls. I also kept my head turned upwards so I could look him in the eyes. Every guy I have ever been on my knees in front of seems to really like that, and I like to see the look on their face as I give them pleasure.
Unlike earlier, when it looked like Jeff was going to pop in a hurry, he seemed in total control this time. Sue and I continued switching off, which was actually a lot of fun and something I had never done before although I had seen it in many porn clips.
Then I had an idea. The last guy I had dated before I met my husband had been really into anal play, and he was willing to receive as well as give. But he started by slipping me a finger during a massage just like Jeff had. Maybe it was a signal.
I crawled over to the table and grabbed the bottle of baby oil. Jeff didn't notice because he had his head back and his eyes closed, but he definitely noticed when he heard the sound of the cap popping open.
"What are you going to do with that?" he asked.
"You'll see," I replied. I squirted a bunch of baby oil on my hands and started rubbing his balls and his inner thighs. Then I added some more and ran my hands over his butt and between his ass cheeks. I could see him tense up with anticipation. I ran a finger down from the top of his ass crack across his asshole and to his balls.
Sue looked at me and said, "Um, I don't really do that."
"That's ok, I do," I replied. "Jeff had a finger in my ass tonight and I want to return the favor."
And with that I started lightly pressing against his asshole. I decided that I needed more oil, so I put the bottle at the top of his ass crack and squeezed. The oil ran down and soon the target areas was well lubed. Jeff was squirming a bit, and I suspected he hadn't had this done to him in a very long time, if ever.
I took it very slowly, first just rubbing, then pressing a little, then pressing a little more. I swapped with Sue again and now I was sucking his dick as I pushed against his anus and I could feel his penis twitching and throbbing in my mouth in response to my probing.
I passed the baton (so to speak) back to Sue, and I focused on my new toy, Jeff's asshole. He was tight, and clenching a lot, so I just kept my finger pressed against his asshole massaging gently. As soon as I felt him relax just a little I pressed harder and felt the tip of my finger start to slide in. He immediately clenched again, but I held my finger in place, and when he un-clenched a little I pushed in up to my first knuckle and stopped there.
Jeff grunted and moaned, and Sue started increasing her pace and was now also using her hand at the base of his penis. As before, it looked and sounded like Sue was truly enjoying every minute of giving oral.
I withdrew my finger a centimeter, waited for Jeff to relax and then slid it in further. This made Jeff jump a little, but he didn't ask me to stop. I knew from experience that if I got my finger up to his prostate he would cum almost immediately, so I wanted to take it slow. I squeezed some more oil into Jeff's ass crack just to be sure.
I was halfway between the first and second knuckle which was enough to start a little in and out action in sync with Sue's blowjob. I could tell Jeff was getting close when he stopped lightly stroking my scalp, grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled it hard.
When he pulled my hair I jammed my finger all the way into Jeff's ass, and two seconds later he started convulsing and filling Sue's mouth. She was just as enthusiastic about this part of the blowjob experience and swallowed everything while immediately transitioning to a gentle licking of his super sensitive dick.
I slowly eased my finger out of his ass and then leaned over and took his penis into my mouth for a few seconds. His legs were actually shaking and he said he needed to sit down.
We helped Jeff over to the couch and we all sat down to catch our breath. Sue was the first to speak.
"I had no idea you would like something in your ass," Sue said to Jeff. "After all these years, I'm surprised you have a secret desire like that."
"Well not really secret, just kind of difficult to bring up," Jeff replied. "And you never show any interest when I try to play with your ass."
"I told you that long time ago a guy tried to fuck my ass and it hurt so much I never wanted anything in my ass again, Sue said. "And I like sucking cock so much that I never needed to learn other moves."
"So did you like it?" Sue asked. "Yes I did," replied Jeff.
"And you like it too?" Sue asked me. "Very much," I replied.
"What about me?" Sue said quietly.
At first we didn't get it, but then Jeff and I started laughing at the same time. This was a reference all the way back to the beginning of the evening when I got Jeff to kiss me by asking "What about me?"
Jeff grabbed the towel and spread it back out on the pool table. He looked at Sue and patted his hand on the table. Sue was acting like she was being called into the dentist office. She would take a couple steps forward and then turn around.
"Swear to god it feels good," Sue challenged me. I assured her that it does if you do it right. And that I could tell her from personal experience, Jeff knows how to do it right.
"Good," she said. "Because I don't think I could handle the idea of you fingering my ass."
I sensed that this was something that Jeff and Sue needed to explore together so I made an excuse that I needed to use the bathroom and left them alone. The last I saw, Sue was on the table on her hands and knees with her ass up in the air and Jeff was dripping baby oil directly on her asshole.
I snuck upstairs to get a drink of water, wash my hands, and try to find all my clothes. When I found my pants I realized that I hadn't looked at my phone since I took my pants off several hours ago. I pulled it out of my pants pocket and saw that my husband had sent me a few texts and had called once.
He didn't seem worried or pissed, he was just checking in to see how I was doing. Before any of the naked craziness had begun I had texted him to say that I was sleeping over because I was too drunk to drive and he probably figured I was passed out on their couch.
Reading his text messages broke the spell of the crazy evening, and I knew I was done for the night. I didn't feel guilty exactly, but I didn't feel great about what had happened either. And even though it was just a few minutes since I had Jeff's penis in my mouth and my finger up his ass, it already seemed like a crazy memory.
I also decided that one way or the other I was going to find a way to talk to my husband about my crazy side. Probably starting with stories from before we met, and if I could get him interested maybe even some new stories that we could create together. Because the truth is, I am not ashamed of this side of me. It's part of who I am, and although I don't see myself doing stuff like this on a regular basis, I really like letting loose and instigating things, and seeing where they go.
And if it goes well, and I think he can handle it, I may even show him this story. And if I do, my biggest hope is that after reading it he will ask,
"What about me?"
Epilogue:
So it took me three weeks to write the true story of what happened that Friday night. And no, I haven't shared it with my husband yet, but I have started dropping hints that I was a bit crazier in my youth than I previously let on. So far it is going well, which is probably because I am telling him stories from 20 years ago, and using them either as foreplay or during sex (or to initiate sex.)
But we still have a ways to go before I can really open up. Right now, he thinks all my adventures were a long time ago, not that one happened last month. He has noticed that we have had a lot more sex in the past three weeks, and he is quite happy about that.
Sue and I have only talked once since that night. It was a little awkward, but mostly she wanted to know if I had told my husband so she and Jeff knew how to act around him. She made a couple references to a night of "firsts" and told me that Jeff said thanks for teaching them some new games.
As for me, I feel like I rediscovered a hobby that I used to love, but somehow lost along the way.
A few years ago my Mom started knitting again, which was something she had started doing 40 years ago when we were kids, but had stopped at some point. Now she can't stop, and as soon as she finishes an item, she starts a new one. She's always knitting.
It kind of feels like that. Only instead of knitting, I want to lose a bet and have to be a topless waitress, or be dared to streak around the house in front of friends. I think about it a lot, but don't have many opportunities at the moment. Then again it's still winter where I live.
I will try to keep you posted on how things develop.
Jane
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