Watching Her Fun -3rd ed (2 page)

TEN

“Fuck,” the guy said, “are you for real?”

“Touch me and see.”

The guy put his hands out and touched Jenn’s breasts, cupping them, squeezing them, stroking the nipples. She moved a little, so that she was looking at herself in the mirror, showing me everything. She blew a kiss while this Matt guy put his face between her tits, then opened her legs as his hands began to explore her body, and the bathrobe fell open, and he could see that she was naked.

How far was this going to go?

“Wait,” Jenn said, and I thought that was it, she’d made her point and would send the guy back all hot and bothered, then I’d go in and fuck her, while he went away and jacked off about it the rest of the weekend.

But instead she leant forward and kissed the guy, moving her hands through his hair and down his back. Then she pulled away and slipped off the robe, put her legs up and apart on the couch, and began stroking her neatly trimmed pussy.

“Come on, son, you know you want to.”

ELEVEN

Matt moved onto his knees and put his head between my wife’s legs. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I knew. Jenn put one hand on his head as he was eating her, and with the other she reached under the cushion for the vibrator, turned it on, and worked it over her nipples.

The guy looked up at the sound.

“The idea of fucking mom turns you on?”

“Yeah,” he said, “a lot.”

“Then be a good boy and get me wet for your cock.”

I watched as Jenn put a hand on the guy’s head and gently pushed him back to her cunt. She looked into the mirror, blissful, and mouthed the words “I love you”. This went on for some time, and then she moved, directed the guy to stand up, and when he did she kissed the front of his shorts.

“It’s your turn now, don’t you think? And take off your shirt, I want to see your body again.”

The guy pulled his shirt over his head, and Jenn put her hands on his shoulders, chest and abs.

“Now show me what a big boy you are.”

The guy pulled down his shorts and his cock sprung out. It was a good size and already hard.

“Wow,” Jenn said, "I guess you do like mommy."

The guy shivered with delight.

“You like that? Want me to suck your cock?”

The guy moaned and shook again.

“Good, because I want to see how much you’ve got in these balls.”

“What?”

“I’m going to make you cum, Matt. Right here,” she pointed at the mirror, “so we can watch it, OK?”

She leant forward and licked the end of his cock with the hard tip of her tongue, then pulled back, looked up, and ran her fingers over the thick shaft.

“One more thing: call me mom when I suck your cock, it’ll be good for you.”

“OK.”

“OK, what?” She said, holding his hard cock in her hands, her mouth a few teasing inches away. I don’t know how he could stand it. I was too scared to touch my own in case it exploded.

“OK, mom.”

She put her head forward and began to kiss the end of his cock, which jumped up as she ran her mouth over it, up and down, her tongue poking in and out, one hand on his balls, the other working the shaft, but never putting the head in her mouth. All the time her eyes stayed locked on the mirror, watching herself, watching me.

“Tell me what you want,” she said

“I want you to suck my cock, mom.”

Jenn put the head of his cock in her mouth and began rolling her tongue around it, turning a little, to give me a better look. I saw her cheek stretch as she played with his balls, and then she winked at me as she flashed her tongue out under his shaft.

“Wait, what if your guy gets back early? Is there some place to hide?”

Jenn popped his cock out of her mouth, looked up and stroked his body.

“Don’t worry, kid, we’ll just hide this.”

She put his cock back in her mouth, grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled him closer, getting as much of his dick in her throat as she could, so his balls swung and hit her chin. She stuck out her tongue and licked them. The guy looked like he was about to cum, but steadied himself by putting both hands on my wife’s head and fucking her soft, wet, mouth.

As I watched my wife suck off some guy she’d met that morning all other things seemed to slip away.

Was this what she wanted?

Was I supposed to watch or go in and make a scene?

Did she want me to join them?

TWELVE

I looked back and it was clear that the guy was getting close now, and Jenn could sense it too – he was about to cum in her mouth.

“No,” she said, pulling back and squeezing his cock. “I want you inside.”

They moved around so that Jenn was laying on the couch and the guy slipped his cock straight, smooth and deep into my wife, Jenn was kissing him, grabbing his ass, holding him tighter. Then she looked over into the mirror and smiled, and I didn’t know if it was for me or at seeing herself being fucked hard by a young guy, the couch rocking back and forth with the thrusts. The guy knew what he was doing, going harder but not faster, gradually building her up, until there was nothing left but to fuck the last strokes into oblivion. I wanted to go in there and put my cock in her mouth, a distraction from the one in her pussy. I wanted to cum in her face.

And that’s how I saw Jenn cumming with another guy for the first time, her hands digging into his ass, eyes closed and face and neck strained with pleasure. The guy kept ploughing into her and she was still cumming, then pulled out and moved up, wanking his cock near her face. Jenn was still shaking, but opened her eyes to see what was happening, saw his cock right up close, and then opened her mouth at the exact moment the guy began to cum.

“Cum to mommy” she said, “shoot it all over my face.”

The first shot went in her mouth, the next landed on her cheek. Jenn grabbed his cock and a few more thick gobs came out as she rubbed it against her face, then she it slipped in her mouth and shook it around, draining the last of the jizz onto her tongue.

She swallowed what she could and then drooled it back out again, dripping down her chin and onto her tits. Now the guy was in control, on top of my wife and fucking her spunky tits and face, while I watched and she just moaned, begging for the young cock she had surrendered to.

There was no doubt at all the guy was just using her now, the opportunity to pig out with an anonymous, cock-gobbling slut. But that slut was my wife, slick with this guy’s cum and letting her tits and mouth be fucked as he worked up another orgasm, once again aiming each shot at her face. I looked at Jenn. She was loving it, lost in the moment, eyes bright and sputtering with jizz lips – two facials in a couple of minutes. She had never looked more beautiful.

I grabbed my cock. It was too much, and there was no point in holding back.

THIRTEEN

I was so high and came so hard I blacked out, and when I opened my eyes I was slumped on the end of the bed with cum in my hands, and there was Jenn looking at me, some of the guy’s jizz still in her hair.

“I guess we lost control, eh? How about you?”

“I jerked off and came,” I said, still reeling. “What was all that ‘mom’ stuff?”

“It turned me on, that’s all, and he seemed to like it, too.”

“Want me to call you mom?”

“Come on, you’re too old for that, but you can call me ‘slut’, if you like.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I mean after today, it’s kind of true, right?”

Well, that was OK then, I guess.

ONE

We spent the rest of that day getting high, watching TV and fooling around, then in the evening we met Amy, one of Jenn’s old friends, who hooked us up with some pills and we went dancing at a club. The next morning, coming down at home, Jenn and I were going over what had happened, from the night before back to when she’d fucked another guy.

“I’ve got be honest,” Jenn said. “I liked it. I liked you watching me.”

I felt my dick rise, again.

“Let’s go to bed.”

“Later, I’ve got eat, and I want to know how you feel. Did you really like it?”

“Yeah, I did, but it’s nothing I want do too often. Maybe on vacation somewhere, out of town. People talk.”

“That’s a shame, because Amy and I were talking last night. You remember Amy, don’t you, hon?”

I remembered Amy. I felt like I hadn’t been able to keep my eyes off her tits all night.

She looked like she sunbathed naked, and maybe she did. I remembered the neon dress she’d squeezed into the night before, and how she jiggled as she danced.

“Well, she thinks we’re ‘a cute couple’. Said if we ever want to party, we can.”

“What did you say?”

“Said I’d ask you. What do you think, hon? Want to fuck us both?”

It was certainly something to consider.

TWO

“Amy was a real party girl,” Jenn said, after I immediately agreed to everything, and asked what to expect.

“She’d arrive with one guy and make out with another, leave with a third. I remember one time she fucked four guys at once, something like that, and got the whole thing on video. She could have been a sex tape.”

“And you really think she wants to fuck, you weren’t just high?”

“What can I say? She thinks we’re fuckable. And don’t you think she looks fun?”

My smile was uncontrollable.

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’”.

THREE

The next Saturday we arranged to meet Amy at a bar one street back from the beach, a place called JD’s. Jenn said they used to go there a lot in college, and it still had that kind of vibe. I felt a little old, but also good to be back in such a place with money in my pocket. I was looking forward to hanging out with Amy, the look and feel of her tits up close, and how I was going to fuck her later with my wife.

“What if things get weird?”

“Isn’t that the idea, hon? Just relax, and go with the scene.”

Amy came in, body tight in white pants and silver top. She and Jenn hugged, and then she turned to me.

“Hey, babe.”

She kissed me, smelled good, hugged me so her tits squeezed between us.

“I heard about the other day, but we’re going to do something for you tonight, right? Put things in balance, so to speak, but first of all –”

She pulled out a little baggie and handed us a pill each.

“We don’t have to stay here long, just a drink until we start to come up, then a cab back to my place.”

She popped a pill in her mouth, swallowed it with her drink. We did the same, and then Jenn put one hand behind Amy’s head and another on her back, pulled her near, and they began kissing. I heard someone behind us give a whoop of delight.

We got a table, and I listened as Amy and Jenn caught up with each other, relaxing into the night, a smile growing as I knew that soon I’d have my hands on Amy’s jugs and my cock in her pussy. What a night this promised to be.

I was lost in flash images of tits, ass, mouths and my cock when Amy stood up, put a hand on Jenn’s shoulder, and said “Come on, let’s dance.”

They got up and went to the dance floor, and I was starting to feel very good indeed. They were happy and moving close, getting back into the feeling I’d seen the week before, but this time with a goal. After years of being friends they were finally going to fuck each other, with the willing aid of me and my dick.

FOUR

Seeing them together, Amy’s tits wobbling in her top and Jenn putting her hands on her hips and ass, I felt like the luckiest guy in town, and wasn’t the only one enjoying the show.

“Look at that – beautiful.”

Some guy at the next table, talking to his buddies.

“Wouldn’t mind seeing those two together,” he went on. “Those older women can be fun as fuck if they’ve got some fatass McLimp Dick at home – do anything to keep you around.”

He went on like that for a while – dull misogyny and generalizations from a guy whose sex life was younger than my shoes, but just as I was losing interest I heard something I couldn’t ignore.

“Wait a second – I know her, the one with the legs, not the rack. She was on the beach.”

I didn’t recognize him, but he was the right age. I hoped he wasn’t the grab-ass guy.

“That’s it. It’s her – shit, man, Andy fucked her.”

Andy? The guy’s name was Matt. You don’t forget the name of the guy who fucked your wife right in front of you. I wondered what else he’d get wrong.

“Met her on the beach, and ten minutes he’s in the back of a car blowing his nuts in her mouth. I'm telling you man, older women love young cock. Makes them feel alive.”

“I wonder if she’s free tonight.”

“Maybe we can share?”

High fives.

“Man, I bet she would, too.”

It was too much, but what could I do?

I decided to go outside and smoke a joint.