Author's Pen Name: HOBwriter
Fan E-Mail Address: HOBwriter@worldnet.att.net
Title of Story: Taste test
Suggested Category: straight
Abbreviated Keywords: mff

 

Title: Taste Test

I could tell this was going to be an interesting night from the introduction my
wife gave to the evening. She had spoken of her college roommate and friend
Jackie often, but because of everyone’s work and busy lives, I had never met
her. I sure could tell though when they spoke on the phone because the volume
increased several fold, and I knew the call would be at least an hour or more.
I am thinking of investing in stock in my phone company.

Anyhow, after much planning, Jackie had finally worked out a trip to our city
in conjunction with a business trip, and my wife was planning a fancy dinner,
desert, and all the fixin’s for this reunion.

I had heard a few stories from other mutual friends about the two of them
during college, and while there was some wildness, I didn’t think anything out
of the ordinary. They had stayed best of friends for the years following
graduation, and I was actually looking forward to meeting Jackie.

From all the photos I had seen, my wife and her looked somewhat alike, at least
in their build, both being about 5’6", long hair, and slim, attractive bodies.
My wife, while somewhat shy appearing at first, really had quite a fiery streak
that most people probably couldn’t tell from first guess; but I had the extreme
pleasure of knowing better. That made our sex lives even better because I felt
like I was the beneficiary of special treatment that others probable dreamed
of. And I knew they did, because she is the type of person that elicits stares
from other men (and even women) just be her physicality and attractive figure.
She is not overly exhibitionist, but dresses to show off her many assets,
including long, blonde hair, long, muscular legs, and firm breasts, that are
perfect in shape and size.

She had always hinted at some of the escapades she and Jackie shared during
college, without really divulging too many details. I figured one day I would
find out, and that I shouldn’t press her to tell me. I was actually hoping for
some of these details from the upcoming evening with Jackie.

So all week, she was preparing for the evening. I just helped out where I was
needed, but she seemed to have everything under control. When Friday evening
came around, Joy was busy making last minute preparations, and I just hung
around the house waiting for Jackie to arrive. She came on time at 7:00, and
she looked just like her college photos (of course, that was only three years
ago). She was pretty, vivacious, and I just sat back enjoying watching her and
my wife catching up on their lives. I made myself busy preparing drinks, and
made sure the glasses were continuously full. Not that the two needed any
encouragement; they seemed to feed off eachother’s energy. 

Dinner was great. Joy is a super cook. I helped clear the dishes, and brought
some more red wine and chocolate for desert. My wife had bought some cakes and
chocolate, because she knows I have a sweet tooth for chocolate, especially
dark chocolate with red wine after dinner. We continued to sit around the table
after dinner, while the two women talked and I politely listened in and
mellowed out. Gradually, the ladies started talking more and more about their
college-day boyfriends, and slowly some details were beginning to emerge. Now
things were getting interesting.

Jackie asked whatever happened to Alan. Joy sort of turned a little red (which
was a little hard to do since she was already warm and flushed from the wine),
and hedged a little "I don’t know" sort of answer. I could tell something was
there, and sort of prodded her to give some details. Joy knew I liked to hear
about her prior boyfriends, and that I didn’t feel threatened. She actually
knew that is sort of turned me on a little to have her tell about some of her
escapades. And something about the way Jackie asked her, and the way Joy tried
to avoid answering, prompted me to prod her for some facts—some details about
this Alan fellow.

 

I offered to get some more wine, and maybe the ladies would like to do a taste
test, and see which of the wines we had they liked best. They both agreed, and
I got a few different bottles from the wine rack, and opened them up, and
poured a little in a glass, and passed the glass around. We all made like a few
wine professionals, swirled the wine around, took a small sip, and then swirled
it around in our mouths before nodding, gesturing, etc. It was somehow quite
sexy to see the ladies having an oral treat, and me being the "holder of the
secret."

We were more than a little ‘comfortable’ now from the wine and dinner drinks,
and we were just laughing at everything, and making lewd comments about how
good the wine felt in our mouths, and mouth feel, and firm taste, and
everything became a sex play on words. Joy then offered to be the hostess, and
get some different chocolates, and see which ones we liked best. 

Jackie and I went into the den, and Joy soon came in with a few different types
of chocolate, dark and milk. She broke off a few pieces of each and fed them to
Jackie and me, lingering her fingers in my mouth to suck while I took the
chocolate from her. The gesture and the intent were not lost on Jackie, who
said, "perhaps I should go now so you two could finish off what you’re
starting." We all smiled and things were getting definitely more interesting.
Joy said, "don’t be silly Jackie. We wouldn’t leave you out."

I wasn’t sure what she meant by that, but the two of them apparently shared
some inside joke at this comment, that I just let go. Joy boasted to Jackie of
my good taste in wine and chocolate, and that I could really tell about the
type and make of chocolate without seeing the package. Jackie seemed impressed,
but wanted some proof of my taste talents.

Then Joy and Jackie exchanged looks, and whispered something to each other.
They then approached me with a challenge. Jackie said if I was so good with my
taste discrimination, then I could surely determine the difference between her
and Joy. I wasn’t sure what she meant, and asked for an explanation.

There was apparently some contest that the two had played before with a shared
lover during their wilder days, that was similar to what they proposed now.
Here was the deal.

I agreed to be blindfolded, and the two ladies would feed me "things" and I
would have to guess which one of the two it was. Five guesses right, and I
would win; five wrong and I would lose. I still hadn’t caught on as to what the
"things" referred to, and what did winning and losing mean. They said they
would explain the rules as we went along. I looked over at Joy, and she smiled
and said, "don’t worry, you won’t be disappointed."

I agreed to play along, and Joy went out to get a couple "things" and Jackie
and I sat on the sofa exchanging awkward looks, and feeling rather aroused by
the situation. Joy shortly returned, turned down the lights, and directed me to
sit on the floor in front of the sofa. She wrapped a silky blindfold around my
eyes, and told me to relax and enjoy. She kissed me hard on the lips, and slid
her tongue into my mouth in her most lusty fashion. I was really quite aroused
by now, between the mystery, her sexy actions, and the previous banter over the
hours kept me at a mild state of excitement.

Joy sat back and proceeded to explain more of their rules to me. The would
offer certain body parts to me to taste, and I would have to tell who it was.
If I guessed right five times, I would win the favor of my choice from them.
Both of them. If I guessed wrong five times, I would have to service them at
their whims. Interesting. Very interesting. I thought for sure I could tell me
wife’s various body parts, and I certainly couldn’t turn down this challenge.
Male ego is a tough thing, you know. I still wasn’t sure if I wanted to win or
lose. It seemed either way was a winner to me. Play on.

"Oh, and one more thing. No hands." I relinquished my hands to the confines of
their scarves which were produced rather quickly. And thus the test begun,
blindfolded and bound, by two lovely ladies with a thing or two to prove.
Hardly novices though.

First was produced a finger to my waiting lips. A rather difficult start I
thought. But then I remembered Jackie had quite longer nails than did my Joy,
and the one in my mouth that I was sucking on was short-nailed, but otherwise I
had no way of knowing whose it was. Perhaps I should have been more observant,
or asked for a couple Mulligans (trial misses, you know, spot me a couple
points to start). Too late for that though.

"After much thought, this is Joy’s finger," I proclaimed.

"First one right, smart boy," Joy reluctantly replied. "Try this one."

More clothes rustling. More whispering. 

This time I felt a delicious waft of perfume in front of me, and smooth skin on
the side of my face. More than just a shoulder. Approaching breast tissue. Of
that there could be no mistake. This one would take some time. Some time to
really be sure. Not only because I wanted a good two point lead, but because I
didn’t want to fuck up guessing my wife’s tits. That could prove to be bad,
very bad. I think you know what I mean.

I let the aroma settle around me, and the warm body press close to my face.
Soft, smooth tits around my face. No open mouth yet. Just drinking the whole
thing. The aroma, the bouquet, the flavor. All that wine tasting crap,
mumbo-jumbo. Firm, yet flavorful. Robust. Yadda-yadda-yadda.

Then a nipple grazed my lips. Definitely a nipple. I would know a nipple on my
lips if I was hog-tied, roped, drugged, and bound. This was a nice nipple.
Getting firm in my lips. Grazing back and forth softly. After a minute of this,
I slowly opened my mouth to accept the treat, and licked around and around the
firm offering. This was rewarded again by a murmur of delight. Again no clues
yet. I had to seriously think about the tangibles of this one. No guessing
strategy here.

Now I have spent many a minute sucking on my wife’s lovely breasts. So one
would think that this would be easy. Familiar mouth feel. No problemo. Not so.
As I mentioned (or did I), that the two had very similar builds. Of course, I
had noticed this earlier, but as for the actual feel comparison, who knows? I
licked and sucked some more, gently biting the now-hard nipple in my mouth.
Even if I guessed wrong, I sure liked the thought of sucking on my wife’s sexy
best friend’s tits, in front of my wife, no less.

A hand pulled my head closer and urged my to continue my taste test. So
dutifully, I did. After a few more minutes, the breast was removed from my
reluctant mouth, and Joy said, 

"OK, who was that? Think hard now, my sweet."

"That I believe, was Jackie, my darling."

"Damn, pretty good; two for two. Maybe Joy was right bragging on your taste
abilities. But were still not through," Jackie said.

"I don’t want to gloat. But should I start thinking of my winning prize yet."

"Not so fast dear. But I am glad you got that one right."

More clothes rustling; more whispering. Strategy planning session, I figured.

This time I felt some weight on the sofa next to me. Someone was standing
there, and a leg was presented to me. A firm, soft, fragrant thigh. I love
breasts, but at heart I am a leg man. And this was a nice leg. Again, the two
had such similar builds, that this one was going to be hard. 

Again, I let the whole flavor sink in for a few minutes. Skin, muscle,
wonderful aroma of perfume and definitely female arousal scent (otherwise known
as pussy). Finally, some action. No big trick yet. Again, I licked and nibbled
at the thigh in front of me. Outside leg, then inner thigh. Smooth, silky inner
thigh with a hint of pubic hair slightly brushing my ear. I tried to turn
towards it, and was pulled back to the thigh. Can’t blame a guy for trying,
though. 

"This I believe, would be Ms. Jackie’s lovely thigh."

"Right again. We’re going to have to make this one a little more challenging,
it seems, don’t you think Joy," Jackie said. "Three to zip is a pretty tough
lead to overcome." 

"Now, since you thought you were getting so good, here’s something else to try
and guess. We’re changing the rules a little. This time you have to guess which
one of us is doing something to you." Joy said with glee.

"A little tougher, I’ll admit. But I’m up to the challenge. Quite literally, as
you see," I indicated by nodding to my lap. My dick has been hard for a good
hour, and now it was quite ready to burst out of my pants. I was hoping for
some release. At least some skin to skin contact. Something. Not that I’m
complaining, mind you. But I liked the sound of this added challenge, even
though they were changing the rules as we went along. Losing seemed pretty
interesting too.

So again, more whispering and moving around. They were strategy planning again.
Joy was probably telling Jackie what to do, what I liked, so that it might
confuse me a little. 

Then I felt someone getting close to me, rubbing my chest, and slowly
unbuttoning my shirt. Smooth hands rubbed my now bare chest and stomach, paying
particular attention to avoid going lower to my crotch, where I definitely
wanted some attention. Then the fingers grazed my nipples and gently flicked at
them, stirring me even more, so that they became hard, little nubbins. I really
was getting in to this. 

The hands briefly left me and I felt the body ease in front of me and spread my
legs apart so that she was kneeling if front of me. The hands returned to my
chest and squeezed harder on my nipples, twisting and pulling on them, really
making me squirm. Now I know Joy knows I like that, but I still couldn’t tell
whose hands were on me. I still liked the idea of Jackie kneeling in front of
me with Joy watching and coaching. I also liked the idea of Jackie watching Joy
drive me crazy. But I digress; back to the game at hand.

Just when I thought that’s all the guessing clues I was going to be given, one
hand continued to squeeze my nipple, the other reached down slowly, on to my
stomach, and softly, almost imperceptible, stroked my dick through my pants. I
literally held my breath because I wanted so much to get my cock into someone’s
hand. But if I pushed my hips up, the hand would stop its mission, and I got
the clue to stay still.

A few more tortuous moments of this, and I was climbing the walls. Part of
their strategy, I suppose. I wanted desperately to get some more pressure on my
bursting cock, but she would have none of that, whoever it was. It sure felt
like Joy, but I thought she would have coached Jackie on some of the right
buttons to push.

The teasing stopped, and I took a deep breath, and sighed with pleasure, and
pressure. The pressure of my cock and the pressure of guessing wrong.

"I think that was Jackie again." I said, with slightly less confidence than
before.

"HA! Wrong this time. It was your wife. Remember me?" Joy triumphantly
exclaimed. "Three to one."

"Keep trying," Jackie encouraged.

I settled back, trying to regain my composure, and even more determined to
start to win this game. 

"Oh, yeah, one more rule," Joy said. "There will be no coming. No orgasm. For
anyone until the game is over."

"I can live with that one. Any more rule changes before we get going?" I asked.

"No, not now, but if we think of any, we’ll be sure to let you know. You’re not
exactly in a position to object, though, now, are you?" Jackie challenged.

"Point taken," I acquiesced.

A few moments passed, and I felt someone again kneeling between my legs, and
gently caressing my legs and thighs. Nice hands. Gentle, soft, knowing. More
though. Finger nails stroked my inner thighs, tickling wonderfully, and
proceeding closer and closer to my aching groin. 

This time, I felt the hands brazenly stroking my dick through my pants. I
thought I was going to burst. I’ve been hard for a good couple hours now, and
the sperm was building up in me. The fingers gripped the head of my cock, and
squeezed it firmly, and massaged the head. Another finger was unbuttoning my
pants slowly, and unzipping the tented zipper while the other hand moved to
stroke the shaft to allow the zipper to go down. I groaned with pleasure at the
motions of the hands on me. I needed to feel skin on me, to feel a firm fist
around my cock. I was really going crazy. My judgment was somewhat clouded. Too
much blood in my groin and not enough to the brain. 

The hands briefly released my cock and pulled my pants off around my legs, and
left the underwear there. My cock was pushing up quite a bit now, and the hands
resumed their course with a thinner layer separating it from the hand stroking
it now. One hand rubbed the head around, occasionally squeezing it firmly, and
the other was stroking my tight balls. I felt that hand slide up the leg and a
finger nail scratched and stroked my balls beneath my briefs. I so desperately
wanted that hand on me, touching me, grabbing at me, and stroking me that I
could hardly think straight. I was clenching my fists that were bound at my
sides, and thinking of who cold it be bringing me this pleasure.

Then the hands pulled the waistband down exposing my cock head to the air, and
I felt a smooth finger ever so softly stroke the head of my cock, rubbing the
leaking come around and around. The other hand was still stroking my balls, and
then a firm fist grabbed at my cock and I gasped at the release and my cock
spasmed and squirmed in the knowing fist. I wasn’t going to come, but I so
needed to be grabbed like that. The fist started to work my cock up and down,
occasionally stopping to stroke at the sensitive part at the underside of the
head. The hand kept a slow, steady rhythm on me, and I was getting rather close
to an orgasm. My hips involuntarily raised up and down in time with the
stroking I was getting, and I so badly wanted to come now, all over this lovely
hand on me.

Five or so minutes of slow, tortuous stroking had me on the verge of orgasm.
Then she stopped, releasing my cock to the confines of my briefs,and retreated
to her partner, and finally spoke, "Well, how about that one lover boy," Jackie
said. 

Actually, I was going to guess Joy because of the tempo and the stroking
rhythm, I thought was hers. But since Jackie spoke up, I thought it might be
her. I honestly couldn’t tell otherwise.

"That was Jackie, I think," I tried, a little less sure of myself than before.

"Wrong again! That was your beautiful wife. And it was most sexy from here. It
sure looks like you’re enjoying it too," Jackie said. "We’re catching up. Three
to two."

"Better luck this time. Keep trying," Joy said. "This is getting quite fun for
us too. You doing OK lover?"

"I think I’ll survive. I can take as much as you can dish out. And don’t
forget, I’m still leading."

There was the whispering again. I’m sure Joy was telling Jackie what to do, and
how to do it, but I really couldn’t be sure anymore. They were obviously
practiced at this game.

Next, I felt someone sitting on the couch next to me, and a nice, soft hand on
my thigh, this time wasting less time there, and promptly began to stroke my
shaft through my underwear. I knew I must be leaking through the material, and
she must have read my mind, because I felt her hands move to the waist band,
and pull gently down. I shifted my hips to allow her to pull my shorts down.
Now I was quite exposed, and as hard as I can ever remember. This time, one
hand was stroking up and down the shaft, rubbing firmly on the underside at the
sensitive spot on my cock and I felt warm wet lips close on my nipples. Her
tongue flicked at my hard nipples and her hand stroked and pulled on my hard
cock. This was incredible. It sure felt like all the things Joy does for me,
yet I still couldn’t tell who it was. But the thought that it might be another
woman’s hands and mouth on me made the whole scene yet more exciting.

I felt my orgasm building again, from the hand stroking me and the lips sucking
away at my chest. Whoever this was sensed my rising climax, so stopped, and
just held my cock in her hand, feeling the pulsations of my hardness. Then she
shifted in front of me, and I dared not move a muscle so that I could feel her
breath on my dick. No further motions. But I could feel warm breath right in
front of me. Several teasing moments passed. Gently, a tongue flicked at the
head of my cock, and licked up the drops oozing from me. A warm, wet mouth then
closed over the head of my cock, and just held me there, sucking softly, using
the tongue around and around the head in circles, slow unbelievable circles.
One hand firmly pumped the rest of my shaft and the mouth just held me there.

I was aching to raise my hips up and feel myself deep inside her mouth. But I
managed to control myself. Then the mouth, those lovely lips slowly, inch by
inch sank down on my cock, until I was buried deeply in her mouth. Again, she
just stayed there, lips pressed to my stomach, feeling my cock all the way
inside her mouth. A slow, retreat left me breathing heavier yet, and wanting
more. She obliged, stroking me off with one hand and sucking more insistently
with her wonderful mouth. Still, a maddeningly slow rhythm kept my pleasure
rising further and further, yet not releasing me yet, to the orgasm I so
needed.

A firm squeeze ended this test, and my cock was slowly withdrawn, and released
to the cool air of the room. I thought this time Jackie was going to take a
turn, but I hardly thought it would be her mouth that I would feel on my cock
first. The rhythm too felt like Joy, and she does that thing about just holding
me in her mouth for a few moments before sucking me off. It must be her, I
concluded.

"I think that too was Joy"

"Yeah! Three to three," I heard Joy say. "We’re tied now. You thought you know
how I would feel. I hope you don’t get used to someone else giving you head
though, lover boy"

"I suppose we ought to go back to the original game, huh?" said Jackie. "Go
ahead and lay down, and we’ll try your taste skills again."

They untied my hands, and left me blindfolded while positioning me laying down
on the sofa. I was really quite maddeningly aroused now, and having been so
closely brought to orgasm by my wife’s friend sucking on my cock was adding
more to the mental and physical game these two were playing. They knew what
they were doing.

They positioned my hands above my head, and firmly secured them to the end
table. Some more whispering and rustling, and I really couldn’t even guess at
their game at this point. I was just hoping that one of these two would jump on
me and let me come. I could hardly think straight, but straight enough to know
that I had better get the next one right. I had a feeling that I would get to
taste some sweet pussy at this point, and I absolutely love to taste the female
arousal juice, and I think I am pretty good at giving oral pleasure. But which
one would give me the first taste. I didn’t have to wait long to find out. 

I felt some movement above and beside me, and then a pair of warm legs were
sitting on either side of my chest, and I could feel and smell the unmistakable
aroma of the aroused pussy in front of me. There was wetness along my chest,
and the fingers were playing with my nipples again, as if I wasn’t aroused
enough at this point. More distraction though. Soon, the body poised above me
inched slowly higher, so that I could definitely smell the sweet smell of her
pussy, inches above my mouth. I tried to raise my head up to gain access to the
source so desperately close, but the hands pushed me down, gently but firmly. 

I was without eyesight as a powerful aphrodisiac, however, the aroma and sounds
were quite enough to let me know that her fingers were inside her moist pussy
lips, just in front of me. I heard and felt that her hands were rubbing on
herself, and a soft moan of delight escaped her lips higher up. I could hear
the squishy sounds of fingers deep inside her wet canal, and slowly, the lips
grazed my mouth, and I stuck out my tongue to get a taste.

This was unbelievable. I was pretty sure from the start that this was not Joy,
but the overall experience and thought of licking out my wife’s friend in front
of her was mind-blowing. I continued to lick the sweet pussy offered to me, and
shove my tongue in as far as it would go. She was soaking wet, and I felt her
juices running down my chin. Her hips were insistently moving so that my tongue
reached up to her protruding clit, and I licked slow circles around and around,
not giving in to the urge to bite down and suck hard. She pushed her hips
harder on to my mouth, and I obliged by returning the pressure and rhythm on
her needy clit. I heard her moan again, and I could sense her urgency
increasing, as mine was only moments ago. We were all so aroused, and yet we
stuck to the rules of ‘no coming.’ I tried to take as much of her in as I
could, and I so relished the taste and feel of her pussy lips on my mouth. Her
hands reached down to hold my head, and she began grinding her hips more firmly
on to me. Then, as she seemed to sense her own impending orgasm, she had the
control to stop, and reluctantly remove herself from me with a sigh of painful
pleasure, and take a deep breath.

The mystery one climbed off me, and recovered to her partner, and then Jackie
said, in a non-chalant voice, so as not to give away the identity of the
previously aroused one, said, "well, which one was that?"

I licked my lips, and with as much confidence as I could muster, replied, "that
must have been you, dear Jackie. I think I could recognize my wife’s sweet
nectar. Yes, that was Jackie."

"Right, big deal," said Joy. "You’d better have got that one right." 

"I think this is going to be a close one. You’re winning, 4 to 3," said Jackie.
"Next one could win it for you. Are you thinking of the ‘favor of your choice’
should you win?"

"I think I could come up with something"

This time, there was more noises from them, and some hints at fondling, at
least so I thought from the giggles and sighs.

"Hey, no fair," I proclaimed. "You guys can’t play without me."

"Don’t worry. We said you won’t be disappointed."

Then, after a few muted whispers, I felt one approach from above my head, and
quite abruptly, I felt a warm, and very wet pair of pussy lips sink gently on
to my mouth with her knees pressed at my shoulders from above. Again, I licked
her sweet juices and thought surely they must have changed places, yet the
smells and tastes offered to me this time were so similar to moments ago. To
confuse me further, I felt her hands grasp my still-hard cock, and squeeze
firmly, and start stroking me up and down. I wasn’t far from coming, and tried
to concentrate on the task in front of me. I licked her juices, and felt her
move so that her clit was over my tongue. I firmly licked circles around her
center, and deeply inhaled her arousal.

I felt her move above me and quickly my cock disappeared into her mouth. I
gasped, and almost shot my load right there. The had grasped the base of my
cock and squeezed the orgasm away, sensing my impending climax. We couldn’t end
yet. We slowed our pace of mutual oral pleasure, and I had a little more
control over myself, at least for the moment.

I couldn’t help but think that this must be my wife, and that Jackie was
enjoying the show. This added yet more to the arousal game we were all enjoying
so much. I could swear I heard the sounds of the other one playing with
herself, and I wanted so much to be able to enjoy the sight with my eyes. But
my ears and nose were giving me much information, and my horny imagination
filled in the gaps.

Anyhow, the rest of me was tied up with a hot, wet pussy rubbing on my mouth,
and my cock buried deep in her wet lips. As our arousal increased, she sensed
the end, and somehow managed to stop, and climb off me, again with a moan of
blissful torture, retreat to her partner, and take a deep breath.

I’m not sure I was thinking clearly, with all the blood in my dick and my
tongue. And somehow, I wasn’t sure I really wanted to win. I sort of though it
might be more interesting seeing what the two would do if they won. Regardless,
I was still a little confused that there was a remarkably similar taste to the
two. Did they rub themselves on eachother before climbing on me to throw me
off? How deliciously devious.

"Well, what’s your guess?" said Joy.

"I’m thinking." I paused, and then said, "I think that was Jackie again."

"HA! Wrong this time. That was your lovely wife. And what I sight you two were.
I almost came just watching you guys. And it looks like you two have done that
before, because one, or both of you, almost broke the ‘no coming’ rule. 4 to 4
now"

"One last one for game, set and match," Joy said. "I hope you’re not counting
your winnings yet."

"I think I still have a pretty good chance. Don’t count me out yet."

"Well, here goes the tie-breaker. Lay back and see if you can guess this one,"
Jackie said challengingly.

They settled me laying on my back again, with my hands securely fastened to the
end of the sofa and the end table. My blindfold was similarly checked for leaks
to the light. This time, a few more agonizing minutes passed with the two
temptresses scheming their next move. I was so feverishly aroused by now, all I
wanted was to come. I needed to come. I think one or both of the ladies did
too. There was some serious sexual energy in the air, and we all felt it, I
think. But this was quite fun too. Not only were the physical sensations
wonderful, but the mental images were incredible too. And the mind can surely
elevate the level of arousal for me.

I felt one of them walking closer to me, and sit straddling my thighs. A warm
hand grasped at me cock, and started stroking slowly. Not much clue so far. A
wet pussy rubbed on my thigh and a soft moan escaped the lips of my challenger.
She moved up higher so my cock was rubbing on her outer lips, and her hips were
gyrating so her clit was rubbing on the sensitive underside of my aching
hard-on. Her hand pressed my cock harder against her, and then she slowly sat
up and pushed the head of my cock easily into her very, very wet opening. We
both sat there motionless, savoring the sensation of penetration, finally. I
was so close to coming, I really had to concentrate on not blowing it right
then.

Then with agonizing slowness and deliberation, she sat down until I was deep
inside her warm sex. My cock throbbed with need, so full of come and waiting to
explode. She kept me deeply impaled and started circular motions with her hips,
rubbing her clit onto my pelvis. I so much wanted to see the naked body of the
woman on top of me, and to reach up and squeeze the nipples of her breasts. All
my pleasure was concentrated on my cock, deep inside her wet, hot cunt. 

Again, still slowly working her hips in circles, she raised up slightly and
then sank back down. Then higher up, but not all the way out, and then quickly
back down on top of me. I was so lost in ecstasy that I could not concentrate
on trying to figure out exactly whose pussy was driving me insane. Again, I
thought if this was Jackie, then I must have died and gone to heaven, to be so
blissfully screwed by another beautiful woman. And if it was Joy, her best
friend watching was a turn-on too.

The slow rhythm kept raising our arousal, without sending us over the edge. I
don’t think I have ever been so incredible turned on. I was aching. I needed to
come so much, and I wanted to come inside this woman on top of me, screwing me
slowly and tortuously. The fact that I didn’t know who it was was all the more
enticing

Then, the motion stopped with me buried to the hilt, and then an even slower
withdrawal, finally popping our with a delicious, squishy sound, and we both
let out a disappointed sigh of unfinished business. 

"Well, who’s pussy were you just screwing, lover boy," challenged Joy.

I hadn’t a clue. I wasn’t really thinking of clues moments ago. I don’t think I
was thinking straight a few moments ago. It could have been either one. I hoped
I guessed right, not because I would lose the contest, but because I would have
to face Joy’s wrath for not correctly guessing that I was screwing her and not
her friend.

"Well, I think that was you, my dear," I offered without much conviction.

"YEAH!! We won!" Jackie said. "That was me you were so deliciously fucking a
moment ago. And boy, did it feel great. I was so close to coming, I don’t know
how I managed to stop."

"So, what are we going to do with you, Mr. Lover boy? Can’t even guess your
dick is in you own wife. My, my, my. I don’t know what we’re going to do with
you." said Joy with some disappointment in her voice. "I think we’re going to
have to find a way to make you learn who is who."

With that she took my blindfold off, and sat down quickly on my cock, and
started fucking me hard. "Whatever we decide to do with you for your inability
to tell who’s pussy you are in, it will have to be later, because I am so horny
now, I can’t stand it. Just fuck me."

She continued to pound away on my hard cock, and then abruptly stopped and
said, "and you are still not allowed to come yet. Not until we say so." She
pulled me out of her wet, sopping pussy, and squeezed the head of my cock for a
few moments, to push away my orgasm, then continued to fuck me. She waved on to
Jackie, and pulled her friend to us, and sat her down on my face, facing her so
they could kiss, and play with each others tits and nipples.

Joy continued to grind her clit and cunt on my pole, and I could feel her
getting close to her climax. She then pounded down one last time, and exploded
in a wild orgasm, and I could feel her muscles in her pussy clenching down with
each spasm of pleasure. I don’t know how I managed not to come then, but her
last squeeze held me off enough for her to get off. Joy yelled and screamed a
couple times, and grabbed a hold of Jackie’s tits and shoulders, and bit into
them as she continued her orgasm. 

In the meantime, I licked away at Jackie’s sweet pussy, rubbing hard on my face
and mouth, sending her juices positively flowing down my chin and neck. Even
though I was still deep inside Joy’s pussy, she wasn’t moving now, and I could
concentrate on licking Jackie, and once Joy came back to this planet, she
pulled herself off of me, and helped me bring off our friend, who was also
quite close to her orgasm. Joy bent down, and sucked hungrily on her nipples,
and pinched the other nipple with her free hand. Her other hand held open
Jackie’s pussy lips for me to grab her clit with my lips and lick away at her
pleasure center.

This was too much for Jackie, and she too was quickly sent over the edge to her
orgasm, and she grabbed Joy’s head to her chest, and squeezed her legs around
my head like a vise, trapping my mouth to her flowing juices. 

"AH, I’m coming. I’m coming," she yelled, as we continued to bring Jackie off
again and again with our mutual assault on her pleasure zones, with me licking
at her oozing cunt and Joy rubbing her nipples and cunt lips as only she could
know to prolong the climax.

 

Jackie finally pulled herself off of my face, and literally collapsed on the
floor beside me in a heap of exhausted flesh. Joy lay on the other side of me,
and looked up at me, all covered with her friend’s love juices, and still tied
to the end of the sofa. My cock was still aching for release, and Joy started
stroking me languorously, continuing the torture.

"Do you think he’s ready to come yet?" Joy innocently asked her collapsed
friend. "He’s been a very good boy, bringing us both off first, don’t you
think?"

"What kind of reward do you think he deserves?" asked Jackie.

Jackie reached up and began stroking my balls, which were so filled with come I
couldn’t stand it, and were pulled up tight to my body, yearning for release.
They continued to stroke me slowly, and now I could watch the two lovely ladies
looking eagerly at my cock, waiting for it to explode, and holding the key to
my release.

"Do you want us to both suck on your cock, my dear? That has always been one of
your fantasies, hasn’t it?" Joy asked me. 

I just nodded my head yes. I couldn’t speak at this point. With that, Joy
rolled closer to me and placed her mouth on the head of my cock, and licked
around the head slowly, and then took the head into her mouth. Jackie got
between my legs and held the shaft of my cock for Joy to suck, and began
stroking it up and down, while licking at my balls and between my asshole and
balls. Somebody’s hand worked its way to my ass, and began probing at the
opening, and then gently slid in past my tight muscle. 

I couldn’t take any more. I just exploded. My come was pumped into Joy’s mouth
by Jackie’s hand, and she caught the first spurts in her mouth. Then she pulled
her mouth off me and Jackie continued to pump my come out of me in large
spurts, landing on Joy’s face and neck. I think I almost passed out the
sensations were so intense. My toes curled and my back arched, trying to get as
much out of me as possible from the lone, intense work-up to this orgasm. My
come continued to flow out of my cock on to Jackie’s hand, and rolled in large
quantities onto my stomach. Jackie leaned forward and licked my come off Joy’s
face and neck, and the two shared a deep french kiss, lingering over my copious
cum. My cock was still hard, and Jackie bent down to lick my cock and stomach
clean, savoring the taste and smiling up at me.

They untied me, and we all snuggled together before adjourning to the bedroom
for the rest of the evening and well into the morning hours.