She Gets Home

“Dennis...I...I, um, I'll call you tomorrow. Okay?” I reply.

“We'll do something?” He presses.

“Yeah, you bet Dennis.”

“Cool.” A one word response, but there were unspoken volumes within that single syllable.

“Talk to you tomorrow?” I say.

“You bet buddy. You're...the best.” There is a pause of just a second or two before he hastily adds. “Love ya.”

Click.

I slowly set the phone handset back down and stare at it for a time lost in thought. The big guy loved me, he had it bad for me, but how did I feel about him? This was complicated. He was a dear friend of course and a guy I knew I could always rely on. But sexually it was complicated. I enjoyed the blowjob he gave me, very much so. To be perfectly blunt...it was one of the best I'd ever had. But...fuck. I'd always known I wasn't a strict Kinsley scale 0 heterosexual but it was something I never really let myself think about too long. A little roped off part of myself with a big “Do Not Disturb” sign posted at the corners. Honestly a part of what got me so fucking horny with this new cuckold fetish was the opportunity to see other men have sex. To see other men get it on in the same room as me. By them fucking my girlfriend it felt a little like...they were fucking a bit of me too. The fetish was far more complex than just that, but it was undeniably a facet of it.

I shake my head and rub my tired eyes.

Jesus Christ. I never thought that kinky little question of Jane's two short weeks ago would have lead to me questioning my sexuality. This was nuts!

Mercifully it is only another twenty minutes before I at last hear my girlfriend's car door close out front. I spring to my feet and go to meet her by the door eager to hear how the night had gone.

Jane enters our home with a permanent grin plastered on her flushed face. She hangs up her jacket and kicks off her shoes then turns to look at me with a giggle. Her tight dress was twisted and bunched and stretched out in places. Her hair was tussled. Her makeup smudged and streaking here and there. Her skin had the tacky moist look of having been sweaty then allowed to dry in the air. And the completely satisfied expression on her face...this was a woman who had been well and truly fucked.

“How was it?” I ask breathlessly.

She just smiles and takes my hand. I follow as she leads me to our room. The moment we are inside she turns back to me and pulls my t shirt up over my head.

“It was good?” I ask.

She giggles and nods. She then pulls my shorts, underwear and all, down off my hips. My mostly erect manhood springs into view. She gives it a good look then giggles again as she pulls the dress off of her soft little body. I could see dried blotches of jizz across her tits and lower belly.

She still hadn't said a word. Taking my hand she leads me to our bed and indicates I should lie down. I was not about to argue. I crawl onto the bed and lie down in its center. With that mischievous devilish look I had now become accustomed to she slinks onto the bed herself. It takes me only a moment to realize we were about to 69.

As if mounting a horse she throws her left leg over my head and lays her weight down on my chest. My nostrils are filled with a concoction of musk, jizz, sweat, and natural womanly secretions. Her pussy lips were pink and engorged and her slit still glistened with lube and what I assumed was cum. Perhaps it was my frenzied imagination...but I swore her pussy looked just a bit longer and wider than it used to.

I knew her pussy well, this was a post-coitus cunny if ever I saw one.

“Did he cum inside?” I say at a loud whisper. I was pretty sure I knew the answer, but I wanted to hear her say it.

I flinch as she grips the base of my cock in her hand none too gently. She then engulfs my knob in her warm wet mouth and sucks hard!

“Ungh!” I groan as my eyes roll back in my head.

She pulls off of it roughly with a loud POP! She slaps it against her lips a few times then jabs the hole with her tongue.

“Guh!”

“You want to hear about tonight baby?” She coos teasingly. “Want to hear about me and Mikey cuck?”

“YES!”

She chuckles at my impatience. “Put that mouth to work then baby. No pussy eating, no talking from me.” She informs me as she waggles her sex in front of my face. “If you want to hear about tonight you have to earn it.”

My eyes widen and I take in a deep breath. Oh wow, she wasn't giving me much of a choice here.

She then giggles yet again. “Oh, and just to make it interesting, if you cum...we stop.”

“What!?” I gasp. “Babe...”

She latches back onto the crown of my now fully hard dick and SUCKS for all she was worth!

(Thanks for the likes guys, I was getting worried interest was waning on this story. John will last long enough to hear everything Jane has to say next chapter.)