The Greatest Blow Job Ever

Woody sat there as he heard the sound of the shower running in the background . He placed a hand on his chest. His heart rate was elevated. He felt sweat dribble down the sides of his face. He shifted around as he felt the boner he was trying to conceal threatening to break free. He looked back down at the floor, towards Jennifer leggings and panties. Fuck they were practically submerged in cum. He leaned down to them, a single finger reaching out to…

A buzzing noise caught his attention. He turned and looked under the side table. He could see the light of a small screen. He reached for it as it buzzed again. He pulled out what he recognised was Jennifer's phone. It had a number of notifications, messages. He could not read them, her message content for notifications was turned off and he did not know her pin.

His own phone beeped and he placed Jennifer's aside. Pulling it out he saw it was a message from Kim.

Kim: How's the girlfriend holding up?

Me: All things considered… could be a lot worse.

Kim: Yeah it sounds rough. Any leads on where the toy may be?

Me: No. I don't think I will find out much here. But at least I can be there for her, you know.

Kim: Yeah… she with you now?

Me: No. She's in the shower.

Kim: Good.

What followed along with that message was an image. Woody gasped as he saw a picture of those pale tits in the dim light of Kim's bedroom. The picture was not the best. Much more of an amateur nude selfie than what Jennifer would send Woody. But that made it a little more exciting. It was angled from down Kim's body as she lay there in bed. Her knees together in the air, her breasts and stomach blocking the view from between those legs.

Me: Don't send me that.

Kim: Why? Am I making you too hard?

Woody shifted about on the bed, he had gotten a little harder seeing that.

Me: Jennifer might see it.

Kim: Do you have access to each other's phones?

Me: No. But we don't hide things from each other.

Kim: Have you told her about us?

Me: No. There is no us.

Kim: My feet beg to differ. As does, I am sure, your hard cock as you looked at my tits just now.

Me: Please I've never kept anything like this from her.

Kim: Has she from you?

Me: No.

Kim: How would you know? You can't access her phone. She could well be messaging other people. Even secretly dating them or at least sleeping with them behind your back. Hell, it seems like she may be doing it right in front of your eyes with that oh so conveniently 'lost' toy.

Me: I don't believe that.

Woody sat there with his fist clenched around his phone, eyeing Jennifer's phone as it buzzed repeatedly next to him and his cock ached. He hated the idea that Jennifer was cheating on him this way. Which was ironic and maybe even karmic for what he had done with Kim. But he more so hated it, because that meant it was planned.

She had set up this thing with the toy… this great deception to cheat on him in front of his very eyes. At least with Kim it had been… spare of the moment… a mistake… a one time thing… he remembered this morning in her apartment, her breasts, his hands almost upon them… he was lying to Jennifer and now himself. And if he could do that… what could she do to him?

Woody groaned as he felt himself, stiff as a pole in his pants. Kim had been right before. About the fact he did like someone else fucking Jennifer. He felt so turned on and aroused by the very idea of it. He hated that it may be happening, purposely, behind his back. He wished he could see what was happening fully.

Both to try and reassure him that Jennifer was not an active participant in the cheating, and for his own sick, twisted desires. He was painfully erect by now. He looked back down at Jennifer creamed clothes. He had been tempted before to touch them, feel the cum with his fingers, maybe even… lick them. He shivered as his phone beeped.

Kim: Has she been fucked in front of you yet?

Me: No. Only when I was gone.

Kim: Only when you were gone? Seems… suspicious.

Kim could not believe her luck. She must have timed it perfectly purely by accident with Jennifer before. She wondered if she could keep it up? Build the distrust and paranoia in Woody… the only thing better than fucking Jennifer's boyfriend behind her back would be breaking them up and stealing Woody for herself. If nothing more than to just rub Jennifer's face in it. Speaking of things to rub in Jennifer's face…

Kim grinned as she activated the portal and put Jennifer's lips to work cleaning off her girl cock. They were less enthusiastic tonight as she brushed them up and down her soft member. She hovered her finger over the button on the toy to activate the Oral-Helper spray. What had Raven told her? No more than three applications a day or it could lead to oral fixation and some sort of sex addiction?

This would be Jennifer's fourth today… another thing that was not Kim's problem. She pressed the button. Once the spray took effect, Jennifer was drooling like a leaky faucet and Kim could run her mouth up and down her cock. From the head to the base and then along her balls. As much as Jennifer tried to resist, her mouth could not help but lick at Kim. Her tongue lapping at the remains of Kim's cum and her own juices. That spray was amazing. Her phone pinged.

Woody: I don't like that.

Me: You don't like that she may have set you up like this or you don't like how hard the idea of it makes your cock?

Woody: I'm not hard.

Me: Prove it. Send me a picture of your soft, little dick right now. I showed you my tits.

Kim wished she could see what he looked like now. She bet he was a blushing mess. With his cock tenting in his pants and that dumb look on his face. Fuck, she wanted to make him kneel and beg for her attention.

She eased back with Jennifer, as her cock was clean enough, glistening now in the dull lights of her room. She wondered about going again with her toy but she had another idea for tomorrow and did not want to wear herself out. She turned off the toy and texted Woody.

Me: Thought so.

Me: I'd still like that picture though. I am licking my lips just imagining your hard cock.

Woody sat there, beet red, his cock straining in his underwear. He felt lost between being turned on and full of so many other emotions. How were he and Jennifer going to get through this? What about him and Kim? That couldn't keep going on… could it? If Jennifer was cheating on him, purposely. Why couldn't he get his own on the side? Kim was a very attractive, sexually open, flirtatious woman.

He stared at her picture once more and her tits… they were not miles bigger than Jennifer's but they were larger. And she said she wanted to have them even bigger. He could not help fantasising about seeing that chest with a pair of big fake boobs that filled it. He imagined touching them, being touched by them, maybe even fucking them. He was almost panting as he reached down to grasp his…

"Hey hot stuff? What you thinking about there?" He glanced up like a child caught dipping his hand in the cookie jar at Jennifer as she stood there in the bathroom doorway, a towel wrapped around her tight body. Her eyes did not meet his, guilt flashing in them for a moment, before she smiled as she looked down amusedly at his tented pants. "What you got there?"

"I… nothing… I wasen't…" Woody stammered as he pulled his hand away from the front of his pants and gripped his knee with it. "I didn't…"

"Can it, Bucko," she said, licking her lips. "I know what you were up to. Feeling a bit worked up? It's been a while since we were together and you've had such a loooooong, harrrrrrrd daaaay." Jennifer moaned out those last words as she struck a pose in the doorway.

"You're um… feeling better?" He asked, seeing how much more relaxed she seemed.

"Yeah," Jennifer said with a nod. "That shower helped clear my head. I've had a rough day but I'm very lucky, you know. Who else has a boyfriend willing to fly all the way back out here to help cheer her up? I think you deserve a reward…"

"A reward?" He asked. Jennifer reached forward to where her towel was folded in front of her and undid it before sweeping her arms out wide to her side and flashing him her wet body. She giggled as his jaw dropped and his eyes widened. She still had it. "Are you sure that… I mean you just went through a lot just now… and today… and yesterday."

"Woody," Jennifer said sternly as she dropped the towel behind her and began to stalk over to him. "All day I have not been able to decide what was put in my mouth. Not to mention been fucked whenever and wherever someone else wanted me to be. For once I just want to pick whose cock I wrap my lips around. Whose cum I get to swallow. Who I get to please."

She reached Woody and fell to her knees before him. Her hands came to rest upon his legs. "So," She said, kneeling there naked before him, water glistening off of her dark skin. "Can a girl show you a wild time, boy?" He nodded his head eagerly like a wind-up toy. "Then why don't you lie back and relax." She pushed him back onto the bed as her hands grasped the waist of his pants and began to pull them down. "I want to please you."

Woody wiggled around to help Jennifer pull down his pants along with his boxers. His cock sprung out into the cool air of the motel, hard and ready to go. "Someone's happy to see me," Jennifer giggled, before opening her mouth and taking Woody between her lips. Woody nearly lost his mind. Her mouth was so wet. She felt amazing around him. He bucked up into her, only for her hands to hold him down by his thighs. She pulled off of his cock with a wet pop. "No moving, just lay back and relax, let me do all the work Baby," Jennifer said as she continued to drool all over his member. She wanted to set the pace for once after the last couple days.

"Whatever you say Babe," Woody eagerly agreed as he looked up at the dirty ceiling above her. "You're just sooooo… wet around me. I've never felt you drool this much. It's mind blowing."

"Enjoy it," Jennifer said with a grin. She hated that the effect upon her mouth was from that stupid toy but was glad she could use it on Woody. He deserved it. She wanted to give him her all so she plunged herself down on his cock. Her throat was more than relaxed by the spray. The effects from lunch had still not fully worn off and that last spray in the shower had gotten her ready for him.

She enjoyed using Her Owner's actions to please her boyfriend. It was the most power she had had in this entire situation. It felt good to take a little of it back. She also tried to drown out her guilt around Woody by giving him pleasure instead. She frowned as little as she felt Woody get a bit softer? What was the problem? She redoubled her efforts, slobbering and gargling on his cock for her life as she tried to keep him up.

Woody was too in his own head. What Jennifer was doing to him felt amazing. It was the best head he had ever had. But his mind kept going to other places. Thinking of the stranger who had access to her holes, of Kim and the guilt he now carried, about what they did together, what he could do tomorrow to help Jennifer… it was all too much and he could not focus on the pleasure he was receiving.

Jennifer must have felt him lose a little interest, as she tried to kick things up a notch and it made him hang on. His cock fighting to stay stiff as Jennifer tried to give it CPR. But he was losing it. He could feel her growling around him and growing frustrated at his faltering erection. Woody picked up his phone and opened the picture of Kim's tits once more. His cock twitched and Jennifer sighed in relief around him as she resumed her messy blow job.

Woody felt even worse as he stared at another woman's tits to keep his cock hard while his girlfriend performed the greatest blow job ever of her career as a slut. The picture itself represented so much more than just some slightly bigger tits. It was his greatest shame and yet this taboo guilty pleasure. Another woman who he had been intimate with behind Jennifer's back and she had no idea. Even as she sucked his dick. It gave him an arousing thrill like no other.

Was this how Jennifer felt when she cheated on him with the person on the other end of those portals? He really did not want to think that way… but it made him feel less guilty and even more aroused. He imagined the portal opening now at her pussy or ass. A cock plunging into her as she deepthroated him. It made him rock hard once more as Jennifer's lips reached his base.

Jennifer could not help smirking around the base of Woody's cock as he came back to full hardness. She was such a good fucking cock sucker. She felt great pride having breathed life back into him. And was determined to make him bust down her throat. She did note that Woody was clearly smaller than Her Owner. Not by much but it was noticeable, especially with him down her throat compared to Her Owner's cock. She could feel the difference.

She began to bob her head up and down, working her way steadily up to speed, feeling as Woody tried so hard not to squirm around above her. Her hands remained on his thighs, holding him steady as he huffed and puffed. Soon she was drawing moans and groans out of him as the wet noise of her throat plunging down around his cock filled the room.

She could feel him ready to burst and when he did she **** herself down on him. She took it all, right down her gullet, sucking the cum from his cock as she drained him dry. It was not as much as she had been expecting. Not as much as her Owner, or the last time she was reunited with Woody and gave him one of those. But it was still very satisfying as he cried out above her.

When she pulled back, lines of spit still connecting her to his cock, breathing heavily with flushed cheeks, she saw his body laying limp before her. His phone lay upon his chest, hands grasping it tightly, as he simply breathed and gasped. "How was… that?" Jennifer asked, puffing and out of breath.

"Fuck… fucking amazing… a delight… the best that… ever… I… fuck, I felt like I went to heaven and back again!" Woody exclaimed and Jennifer smirked.

"Good. I'm going to get some food, you rest up big boy," She said before standing up and slapping his thigh. "Keep that cock ready. I might be in need of another salty snack before bed." She licked her lips and winked at him as he let out a gasp.

On the bed, Woody lay there. He lifted the phone up and looked at Kim's tits one last time as Jennifer was grabbing her food from the table. He really should delete that photo. If he was smart he would have texted Kim and told her that it was over for good, before deleting her number and then planning to move. But Woody had one of many moments of weakness, and instead just closed it to look at later. He was an idiot. But an idiot with two different sluts after him.

His girlfriend and downstairs neighbour. Maybe only an idiot would feel brave and cocky enough to play with that sort of fire. Woody could not help himself. He wondered if Jennifer saw him as an idiot too, for not realising she was cheating right in front of him… he hated that that possibility was a thought in his head. He wished Kim had never suggested it to him.

He felt like he could not stop thinking about it. He was so confused and worried. Even as he lay there with his legs still off the side of the bed, pants down to his ankles and his recently sucked cock hanging out as it softened against his thigh. Woody did not know what to think but when he watched Jennifer's big, beautiful, black ass wiggle about as she bent over to rummage through the food bags he knew one thing. He was either the luckiest man alive or about to fumble it all. Either way, he was in the thick of it now.