An Acquired taste

An acquired taste

Our sex life seemed great before Barbara and I got married and even for a couple of years after and then it happened, our sex life began to dwindle. Despite that Barbara wanted to just ignore that our sex life was becoming more mundane and distant as time progressed, I tried to communicate with her. I think the problem was that we’d just gotten bored with each other. To me sex in a relationship is an important part along with friendship, respect and trust. I believe right off the bat when starting an intimate relationship that you should ask your partner what they like and dislike. That way there won’t be any surprises down the road. 

When we first got married Barbara was a horny little wench so we fucked non-stop. We’d have wake up sex, welcome home from work sex, bedtime sex or any other time sex that we could think of. We would fuck for hours and to break the monotony I'd pull out and go down on her. Man, when I’d place my sensitive mouth and nose near her steaming pussy I could feel the heat and smell the musk. My cock being in her so long left her vaginal canal open so that I could tongue the hole and slip out and dance on her clit, alternating tongue in hole then clit until she cum in uncontrollable spasms. While she was still cumming I'd sink my cock deep back in her and hump real fast until we were cumming together. Christ that was fun.

As often as I went down on her, is it asking too much that I want her to suck my dick. She tried at first but her excuse for stopping was that my cum tastes shitty. Even though we’ve been married for a couple years and she loves me, she still absolutely would not let me put my cock in her mouth for fear that I’ll cum. She would not take a chance on my cum touching her tongue, much less swallowing it. Just the thought literally made her gag. I have to admit that she tried numerous times. And I also have to admit that she did try to swallow once or twice, but she was completely shit faced drunk at the time...and afterwards didn't remember much at all. She reminded me that one time I jacked off on her breasts and it came out as thick as mayonnaise. She said that my cum was disgusting, smelled disgusting, tasted like an overly salted putrefied raw oyster with rotten egg whites mixed in. 

"Why,” she asked, “Do you men want to see your women swallow your cum? Does that reassure you that your foul smelly snot like goo is really OK and nothing to feel ashamed of? Well,” she added, “it tastes foul. Nobody would ever buy anything that was cum flavored. Even fags wouldn’t buy Cum Gum or cum candy, or cum flavored pasta sauce. Face it, its gross.”

The last time we had this discussion she challenged me, “You first and then if you love the taste, the foul stench, or even the disgusting snot like texture…please tell me why, and be very specific. And don’t say it doesn’t taste like anything because we all know it does."

This challenge was still in my mind about 2-weeks later when I was driving down Powell Street and saw our neighbor’s son hitching a ride. I hadn’t seen him since he’d went away to college so as I was pulling over to offer him a ride I was surprised at how much he’d grown and even with boyish good looks worthy of an Abercrombie & Finch poster and a moppy head of unkempt dark brown hair that matched his mysterious dark brown eyes, how rally masculine he was. Vince was 19-years old and was a picture of fitness. He was a little over 6-feet tall with broad shoulders that tapered into a narrow waist. He was wearing a pair of very short cut off blue jeans so I could easily see that he had strong legs with well-defined quadriceps and calves. He looked like an athlete that kept himself very fit. His
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I didn’t realize until he tossed his backpack in the backseat and got in that he was smoking a joint. When Vince saw who I was, he thanked me for the ride and offered me a hit from his joint. I hadn’t smoked since my college days but didn’t want to seem uncool so I accepted.

When we got to our building the doorman was surprised to see him. “Vince, what a surprise. Were your parents expecting you?”

“No, Mr. Collins, I thought I’d surprise them,” Vince laughed.

“Oh they’ll be surprised alright. They went out and won’t be home until after midnight.”

“No problemo, Mr. Collins I’ll just go up and grab a shower while I wait for them,” he chuckled.

“But there is a problemo. They had a mechanical problem with their old lock so they had a locksmith come by today and install a new one. The problem is that they haven’t given me a spare key yet so I can’t let you in.”

“Crap, its only 1 o’clock…what am I going to do for the next 11-hours?”

Knowing that Barbara wasn’t home I invited Vince up to our apartment to wait. And of course he said yes. There was no way I could miss the sway of his tight butt as he preceded me towards the elevator. Even though he didn’t say anything, he had a sly look on his face when he caught me staring at the bulge in the front of his shorts. My face burned with shame all the way up to our apartment. 

When we got to our apartment he asked, “Do you mind if I took a shower?”  I could see a fine sheen of moister glistening on his forehead and fine beads of perspiration on his upper lip so the request seemed normal.

When Vince came out of the shower about twenty minutes later I was watching a baseball game. He was naked except for the towel that was wrapped around the lower part of his body. I could see the ripple of his washboard Aps and his well-defined Pecs as he walked over and sat down next to me.  Taking my beer out of my hand, he asked, “Do you played around?”
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A gashed that he could even think such a think, I asked, “Do I look like the type of man that plays around?”

“No,” he answered with a knowing smile, one of those smiles that mean ‘I know something that you don’t.’

As we shot the shit Vince casually allowed his towel to accidentally fall open so that I could see his cock. I'm not really attracted to men and even though I’ve seen hundreds of naked men in the gym, I was captivated by its looks and couldn't tear my eyes away. His cock fit the rest of his muscular body. It was ever bigger than I had thought it would be, nearly seven inches long soft and with two massive balls pushing it up and out. All around the base of his beautiful cut cock grew a ticket of curly black pubic hair which grew on down on his balls and up to where it narrowed into a line that extended up towards his still rock hard stomach.  The long and thick shaft was a tawny column sculptured with huge veins and smaller ripples, the skin a little darker than the rest of his body. His cockhead was thick and round and very pink as it stood proudly out of the folds of foreskin, arching violently up. 

When he caught me looking, without a word Vince took my hand and put it on his cock. A feeling of wonder overcame me as I felt his cock jump and grow hard in my hand. His cock was hot, hard, velvety soft all at the same time. This brought a height of sexual awareness and excitement I never knew existed. A feeling of brazen uninhibited illicit eroticism over took me when I felt Vince’s cock. I loved the feel of his cock. Eagerly I began fondling him; shortly I rolled off the couch and dropped to my knees between his wide spread legs. Face close to his crotch, I inhaled his musky male aroma as I looked his cock over real good. 

Mesmerized, I put my hand around Vince’s hard cock and used my tongue to flick the head a few times. I heard a slight groan as I slid my tongue down the shaft. His taste was pure heaven. I started suck and lick his balls. I felt a drop of pre-cum fall on my cheek. I wiped it off with my finger and put it in my mouth. The flavor was unbelievable. It was pure essence of man. 

Smiling, Vince leaned forward and watched my lips stretch as they slide over his cockhead and down the shaft. I stopped with about half his cock inside my mouth. I pulled back until the cockhead slipped out of my mouth. I ran my tongue all over it and then pushed my mouth back down the shaft. Vince’s cock was now fully erect, so I started to slowly bob my mouth up and down as I stroked the base of his cock with my hand. 

Vince moaned his approval as he put his hands on the back of my head. When he started to thrust his crotch and I could feel the head bumping against the back of my throat. As Vince’s huge teenage shaft brutally rammed in and out of my, I felt Vince’s pubic hair rubbing against my nose and lips. I found it so erotic that I sucked his cock in even deeper. I picked up the pace ever so slowly, using one hand to stroke and the other to massage his balls. Instinctively knowing that he was close to bursting I quickened the pace. 

As he exploded into my mouth with such force that it was unbelievable, I felt a rush of cum spew into my mouth and I hungrily consumed it. Vince was shouting, “yes, yes don‘t stop as I continued to stroke so that I could get every drop of his bittersweet nectar. Finally my mouth released his cock and Vince sighed.

Now that I’d tasted Vince’s delicious man cream, I thought Barbara was wrong. Maybe cum did feel like a big slimy ‘loogie’ going down but it didn’t taste disgusting, smells disgusting. I thought I guess it's an 'acquired taste', one that I knew I'd have to learn to love. It wasn’t terrible though. A little salty, a little bitter I guess. I think the biggest thing to accept is where it was coming from."

Thanks to the rejuvenative power of teenage balls, Vince wasn’t finished so he led me into the bedroom for round two. Things moved fast once we were in the bedroom. Even thought I knew it was coming when Vince told me to strip I was still shocked. Slowly I did as he said, first taking off my t-shirt and then my jeans. My swollen cock was straining at my Jockey shorts as I shyly pulled them off. I remember peaking looks at Vince and even though I was slowly stripping in front of him he never looked away from my face. 

Taking me roughly by the hair, Vince pulled my face against his chest. Opening my mouth I started sucking on one of his nipples... it was so hard, so sensitive. With his strong hands he grabbed me and then turned me around, bending me over the back of my leather easy chair. He pulled down my panties, leaving them around my ankles. I was now fully off the ground, balancing over the back of my chair. Fearfully, I grabbed onto the cushion, pulling it towards me. My ass was now naked, hanging over my chair and waiting for him.

I could hear Vince rummaging through Barbara’s stuff and then he started to …smack… spank my …smack… ass hard and …smack… fast with Barbara’s …smack… hairbrush. Vince …smack… landed the hairbrush …smack… ten or fifteen …smack… times in the …smack… same spot and then …smack… he moved …smack… to the other …smack… cheek. Over and …smack… over he …smack… landed that brush …smack… on my …smack… bare ass. My …smack… reaction went from …smack… moaning to crying to …smack… to almost …smack… screaming as my …smack… ass went from …smack… pink to …smack… red to …smack… scarlet. 

Once Vince was satisfied with the condition of my ass, he pushed me to the floor and sat down in my easy chair. When I got my breath, I pulled up my panties and knelt between Vince’s legs. With a little smile, I leaned forward and slowly engulfed his hard cock in my warm mouth and begin sucking it with complete abandonment. My head was bobbing up and down his shaft as my fingers lightly caressed his balls. I stop sucking; pausing to lick the underside of the head and shaft of his cock right where because I was a guy I knew he’d be the most sensitive. I wanted to suck Vince off. I wanted him to cum again as much as he could in my mouth. I want to taste his cum and feel it running down my throat. 

As things heated up I started sucking and stroking Vince faster and faster. His cock was all the way in my mouth so that I could feel the head at the back of my throat. After about another 30 seconds or so, I feel his cock started to pulsate, and the unfamiliar salty, yet pleasant sensation of his hot cum hitting the back of my throat. I'm proud to say that I didn't miss a beat, I just kept stroking and sucking as Vince moaned and shot 4 or 5-hot streams of cum into the back of my throat. After I hungrily swallowed it I took his still hard cock out of my mouth. 

Vince had to pee so we were in the bathroom when my wife Barbara came home. We didn’t hear her so Vince was sitting on the counter and I, still in panties, was kneeling on the floor between his legs with his cock in my mouth when she caught us. Vince was just cumming for the third time when Barbara opened the bathroom door. Panic stricken, I whipped my head around so I was facing her. As Vince’s cum leaked out of the corners of my mouth and oozed down my chin, I wailed, “Honey, this isn’t what it looks like.”

“It looks,” she said, “Like you’re sucking a guy’s cock.”

“Oh,” I stammered, “Maybe it is then.”
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After Barbara stood there glaring at me for what felt like ten minutes but was probably only two, she said, “Are those my panties that you’re wearing?”

“Yes, dear,” I meekly answered.

“Boy, I can hardly wait to hear your explanation for this,” said Barbara over her shoulder as she turned and stalked angrily out of the room.  
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When I finally got up the nerve to put on my robe and face Barbara, I found her and Vince in the living room sitting on the couch naked and drinking beer. Before I could say anything, Barbara said, “His parents aren’t going to be home until after midnight and he had no place else to go so I couldn’t just kick him out.”  As I continued to glare accusingly at her, Barbara shamefully whispered, “It seemed easier for me to take my clothes off than it was for him to put his on.”
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Knowing I was off the hook, I sat down on the other end of the couch where Vince was sitting between us. Picking up the TV controller, I turned the game back on. Then I casually reached across Vince, took Barbara’s hand and put it on his now flaccid cock. Barbara’s hand closed around it and nature was taking its course as I leaned back and watched the last three innings of the game. In between plays, I chuckled when I glanced and saw that Barbara’s hand had slipped down and she was carefully cupping the big ball sacks hanging between Vince’s legs. Some people talk about cocks but its balls that fascinate Barbara the most. I figured that later on she'd make sure that she got a taste of his sacks. As the game ended, Barbara quickly threw her leg over Vince straddling his body and grasping his cock in her hand. Holding it against her lips, she guided his now hard cock into her pussy. Vince reached out and held her by her hips to assist her as she lowered herself down on his lap. Dropping down Barbara completely impaled herself it in one thrust. He was in her up to his balls. She giggled as his pubic hair tickling her clit as she positioned herself.
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I looked at her face and saw that she had her eyes closed. Her mouth had come open and she was gasping, taking pleasure from having impaled herself upon him. Smiling, Vince moved his hands from her hips to her stomach, then up to her nipples. Then she began to move on him, her first thrusts inside her started off long and lovingly.
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It was a good thing I blew him before their coupling. Vince was nineteen and didn’t need too long between orgasms to regain a raging hard on. But because I’d relieved him of his first couple of loads, he had considerably more control over himself. So now instead of being afraid of cumming he was actually pumping towards it.
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Caught up in the moment, Vince leaned forward and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Before I knew it, Barbara was bucking up and down on top of Vince as she moaned out her pleasure. His thrusts, maybe more than she expected were becoming so powerful that his hips were coming up off the couch as she rode him with abandon. He was unable to keep his lips on her breasts as she raised her chest raised and lowered with her movements. Sweat was dripping off her onto Vince as her breasts slapped together and bounced up and down. She squealed when Vince’s arms went around her, and drew her tightly against him. Barbara was trying to mumble something, I think it was just an “oh fuck” or maybe an “oh my god”, whatever it was I couldn’t hear her, and she wasn’t about to stop to repeat it to me. She was a tigress in heat and she used Vince with a ferocity I'd never seen her exhibit before.
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Vince held her tight as he banged her hard, her buttocks bouncing up and down on his lap. She met his thrusts by ramming herself down, meeting him halfway. As I watched, they rutted like animals in heat. Soon Vince had her screaming. Her screams were loud and urgent. She continued riding him long after he'd blown his load. When Barbara had finally had enough or had realized he was deflating and she rolled off I noticed that Vince’s cock was very shiny and wet. When her body disengaging from his and she sat back on the couch, Barbara laughed as a huge glob of Vince’s cum dripped from her swollen pussy and made a small white puddle on the floor. "Never mind," she said. "I'll clean the carpet in the morning."
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Then with a smile she said, "God that was fun."
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Just when I thought I was safe, Barbara sighed contentedly and said, “Now how about that explanation?”
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Knowing that my married life depended on it, an explanation that would have done credit to president Obama’s oratorical abilities flowed from my mouth, the gist of which was that it was her idea.
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“My idea,” she wailed, “are you fucking crazy? When did I tell you that I wanted you to suck a dick?’
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“You didn’t exactly tell me to suck a dick… but the last time we were talking about blowjobs you did said, “me first and if I like the taste I was too tell you why.’ True you didn’t tell me per se to suck a dick, but since I know no other source of cum I assumed that sucking a dick was implied.”
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“I suppose you’re right,” she mumbled as she looked down between her legs at the cum oozing out of her fresh fucked pussy, “but off hand I can think of a least one other source of cum.”
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Seeing a way out of trouble, I pulled Barbara down onto the floor with me and immediately moved between her legs.  "Wow," exclaimed Barbara as I spread her legs as far as they would go, pushing her knees back a little, and placed myself between them, "This is the first time I've ever really taken a look at myself down there." Reaching down, she worked the folds of her pussy open with her fingers to examine herself more closely. Her inner lips, sticky and matted with a combination of her own love juices and Vince’s cum, were swollen with excitement and protruded beyond the thick outer lips. Barbara’s pussy, still slightly gaping open from the recent fucking that Vince had given n her was beautiful,
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As I leaned forward and planted a light kiss right at the top of her pubic mound I could feel the warmth that was emanating from between her legs. Eyes half closed, Barbara lay back as I moved down and began to lightly kiss and lick the insides of her thighs. She moaned wantonly and spread her legs wider as I switching from one side to the other, bathing my senses in the silken feel of her skin, the taste of her light perfume, the odor of sexual excitement pouring from her frothy pussy. Teasing her gently for a moment, I licked ever higher onto her pussy, before retreating back down and licking at her thighs again. Reaching her hands down Barbara stroked my hair and gently caressed the muscles of my neck as I softly blew on her clit.
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Placing my hands under her ass, I gently lifted Barbara’s bottom up off the carpet and began to kiss her pussy, occasionally lightly nipping at her engorged lips with my teeth. She was trembling with excitement and, I believe, a little frustration. Barbara wanted my tongue in her pussy. I wanted her to wait for it a little so that she’d enjoy it more, so I continued to tease her.
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"C'mon, Jim," she moaned helpless, "don't tease me like that."
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"Like what?" I asked, knowing that I now had the upper hand.
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"You know what I want ... please,” she whimpered.
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"Tell me what you want. Be specific. I want to hear you say it."
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Barbara was breathing hard and her hips were undulating slightly as she sought to press her pussy into my face. She didn’t want to say the words, but I was determined to make her say them. I continued to kiss and nip the area all around her now superheated pussy with out contacting it directly.
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"Lick me," Barbara moaned. When I licked the inside of her thigh she whimpered, "Nooo ... lick my … lick ... lick my..."
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"Lick your what, Barbara?"
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"Lick my ... pussy," she gasped.
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Without hesitation I plunged my mouth over her slit, which was now leaking a steady trickle of thick juice. Juice that was oozing from the base of her pussy and slowly down her ass crack, leaving a shiny trail across her tightly puckered back door. The strong, musky flavor of their combined juices was like a narcotic to me as I shoved my tongue between the lips and deep into her wet pussy. This made Barbara moan out loud as my tongue made contact with her sensitive flesh and I explored the sloppy wetness deep inside her. I swallowed the mixture that Barbara pushed out from her pussy, savoring the flavor. She tasted slightly tangy and I could clearly taste Vince’s bitter salty cum mingled with her own juices. I licked at her slit enthusiastically tasting the thick juices that were copiously dribbling out from inside her. I began to slowly but very firmly, massaged her outer lips with my tongue, working first one side and then the other.
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Barbara indicated how very much she liked this by pushing her hips up off the floor to increase the pressure. Enjoying the taste of their combined juices, I continued the tongue massage for a few minutes. Then I switched tactics, taking as much of one of her thick outer pussy lips into my mouth as possible and then sucking on it. Taking the thick flesh, so recently devoid of pubic hair between my lips also caused me to come into contact with the super sensitive inner folds with my lips and tongue. Meanwhile, I was also using the index finger of my right hand to very gently caress the outer lips, very carefully avoiding her clit. Hers and Vince’s juices combined with my saliva was making a real swamp out of her pussy. A small puddle was forming on the carpet beneath her ass.
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Caught up in lust, Barbara began making an almost pitiful mewling sound deep in the back of her throat as she reached down with her hands and placed them behind my head, pulling me in closer to her as she ground her pussy onto my lips and mouth. Barbara's eyes were shut tight and her hips were in almost constant motion now, making it a real challenge for me to stay with her. Her breathing was ragged between clenched teeth as an orgasm approached. She was squealing with pleasure, her head moving from side to side on the floor. In between squeals Barbara was mumbling about how good it felt and how close she was to cumming.
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Again I switched tactics and began to flick the head of her very erect, very large clit with quick strokes of the tip of my tongue. Barbara screamed as her pleasure sensors overloaded. It didn’t take much more licking on my part before Barbara let out a series of little whimpers followed by a long moan as she had an orgasm on my tongue.
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As Barbara's orgasm subsided I moved up her body and kissed her letting her taste the mixture of juices that still coated my mouth and chin.
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"God, Jim that was so dirty," murmured Barbara. "That was the most incredible thing I've ever experienced. No one has ever done that to me before; no one has ever sucked another man’s cum out of my dirty pussy."
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"You tasted really good," I told her. "Vince made you really wet and juicy."
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"You really got off on that didn't you? Look how hard you are," Barbara said as she sat up and looked at my straining cock.
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Grabbing Barbara by her ankles, I twisted her over on her belly and then pulled her up on to her hands and knees. Grabbing her hips, I held her in place while I ran a finger along her was wet, smooth shaven slit. Barbara gasped when I gripped my hard cock and run it up over her asshole and then on up and rubbed the head up and down her wet slit.
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”Please fuck me,” she moaned as she looked helplessly over her shoulder at me.
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My throbbing cock found her moist, lubricated opening. With a single thrust I was fully inside her, filling Barbara with my cock. My balls pressed hard against her ass as I held myself within her, the hot, tight confines of her pussy threatening to suck the cum from me prematurely. With great effort, I withheld my release, drawing away from her slowly, then thrusting into her once more. With a moan of pleasure, I slowly pulled back as I savored the tight wetness of Barbara’s pussy. Then I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards me as I thrust back into her. Sweat was dripping off me as I fucked her like a machine, pumping in and out until my cock had rubbed every inch of her tight pussy.
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I wanted to please Barbara, so I reached around her lean hips and found her clit with one fingertip. As soon as I touched it, Barbara’s pussy clamped even tighter in a spasm of hot response. Then I rubbed her clit while I continued to ream her pussy with steady strokes of my hard cock. Pushing her bottom back towards me, Barbara jerked and moaned as she feverishly response to the steady thrust of my cock and the feel of my finger on her clit. Her arms suddenly collapsed in the storm of arousal and the angle of my cock rubbing the velvety walls of her pussy became unbearably exciting.
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Barbara’s pussy was pretty well occupied doggy style but her mouth was hanging open as it pressed against the floor. I guess that gave Vince ideas because he Vince got up and moved around in from of Barbara.   Grabbing her hair and pulling face up, Vince said, “Look at it.”
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How, I though could Barbara not looked at his cock, it was only a few inches in front of her face. And it was something to see I though as I continued to pump in and out of her. “I…I have been looking at it,” I heard her whisper.
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“Yeah, you have. You’re dying to suck it.”
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“No, I’m not,”  she lied.
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“Suck it bitch,” Vince ordered. As he thrust forward Barbara obediently opened her mouth wide to take him in. Once buried balls deep in her mouth, Vince was able to reach under and have another go at her beautiful breasts. They were a nice handful and her light pink nipples were hard even before Vince began to squeeze them. She moaned her thanks to him as he gently fucked her face. As Vince fucked her mouth my cock kept grinding away inside of her, hitting all the right places like I had a road map of her insides. I ground down on her hard throbbing clit, followed by fast hard pumps inside her, and then dragging my engorged cock head back and forth across her g-spot. I was setting off rockets and lightning in her head and pussy that I don't think I’d ever found before.
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At this point Barbara couldn't think she could only feel. Her hair came down so I pulled it into two big hands full and as I continued to fuck her pussy pulled on her hair like guiding a horse. At the same time Barbara was wailing and sucking on Vince’s big cock. With her head pulled back Vince quickly figured out that he could force fuck her throat. He was soon holding her head fucking through her mouth, deep and straight into her throat with his big hard cock.
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I don't know how long Barbara got fucked, before I increased the speed of my fingers on her clit and gritted my teeth as my balls tried to discharge too soon. Barbara was whimpering with joy, unable because her mouth was full of cock to coherently complete the sounds of her pleasure. 

And then suddenly her butt pushed urgently back against my crotch. Strangled gasps escaped her lips as her pussy franticly squeezed my cock as her body trembled in orgasm. And so was I. I could barely suppress a scream of ecstasy as my scalding hot cum boiled up in my balls as I pulled out of her pussy and my load shoot up across her back. We quivered together in a storm of shared ecstasy.
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Vince groaned and held Barbara’s head as his hot load jerked and spasmed through his cock and straight into Barbara’s tummy. He cummed a bucketful down her gullet, which was kinda weird considering how much he’d cummed in so short a time. Barbara was starting to worry about breathing when Vince finally pulled all the way out of her mouth.
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As I watched Vince leaning back with his eyes closed, still panting but gradually getting his breath back, Barbara chuckled, “Do you feel better now?”  
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“Thanks, I really needed that,” he answered.
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“You’re most welcome, thank you for all the wonderful fucking,” she answered.
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Me, I was glad that he’d fucked her mouth and cummed in her mouth … and more important, that she’d liked it. Now she’d have no excuse not to suck my cock.
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After that whenever Vince was back in town, he made it a point to stop by for a little action. Usually it would be another 3-some but sometimes when the timing was off it would be just me and a blowjob, or just Barbara and a quick fuck.
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Last time he was home, while I was sucking Vince’s cock when he mentioned bring a friend home with him for Thanksgiving. I wasn’t sure what Barbara’s reaction would be, but for myself, I stopped sucking long enough to tell him the more the merrier.
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The end…