Tag: Masturbation (Page 7 of 9)

Val thought she could tease him for quite a lot longer and was out to make him last as long as possible, to extend this ritual cock sucking for as long as she could manage. She seemed to know when her good friend at university (and my now husband) was nearing cumming and was able to back off.

Debbie wasn’t holding back though and seemed to be masturbating herself with her fingers as much and as vigorously as she could. He thought her fingers might tire, but she showed no sign of it. This was clearly a woman used to long masturbating sessions, and here she was using her two friends as wank fodder, as visual porn to aid her fingers. He counted five strong orgasms for Debbie before Val lost control of his cock. Actually, Val was annoyed. She got distracted with Debbie’s orgasms and missed a pulse from her friend’s cock, and once he began pumping copious amounts of cum into her mouth, there was no stopping him, and all she could do was run the end of her tongue up and down his shaft to extract every ounce of cum there was.

As she felt him finish pulsating and his cock starting to soften, she pulled her mouth off his cock and crawled over to Debbie, who had stopped wanking at the realisation that he was about to cum in his friend’s mouth. Without any hesitation, they leaned together and properly snogged, tongues flying and cum being transferred back and forth between their mouths.

When they had finished, they each showed him a mouthful of cum before swallowing it and showing him their empty mouths, licking their lips as they did so. It was very sexy and had he not just cum, he would have cum right there at the hotness of these two women kissing and sharing his cum.

They both sat there with their tits out for the rest of the time they were in his room, seemingly without a care or any embarrassment. None of them could stop looking at the amazing tits around them, and both girls really seemed to like it.

After they left, he couldn’t help thinking about the following day and the prospect of Debbie doing the sucking. He still couldn’t quite believe it. Val really had sucked his cock, and he drifted off to sleep dreaming about getting his hands on their perfect tits, of sucking on those pert nipples, and maybe just maybe filling their cunts too.

The following morning was weird. He saw them both in lectures, and not a word was said. Val was comparatively conservatively dressed (for her) and therefore gave him no hint of the wonderous tits he was staring at yesterday. Debbie gave him a hint and that just ratcheted up his anticipation.

But before he could get his hands on their tits, he knew what would have to happen, that he would have Debbie’s mouth enveloping his cock. The anticipation of her tongue on his shaft, her hands round his balls, her tits wobbling as her mouth extracted another big load of cum, made the waiting unbearable, and yet, they got to evening mealtime and he had heard nothing. But as they were tucking into their cheesecake, they made it clear that his cum would be their second dessert.

And before long, they were back in his room, Debbie was on her knees, fabulous fleshy tits out and very much on display again. Val had her tits out too and her hand was down her skirt, starting work on her own cunt as Debbie started on his cock.

Debbie was particularly mean with her mouth, infrequently having his cock fully in her mouth, instead focussing on sucking his balls and running and extended tongue up and down his shaft. She was torturing him, but he realised it wasn’t about him, it was about being more stylish than Val, dragging it out longer than Val, making him cum harder than Val, and this was the first sign of a competitive streak between the women when sex was involved. Not nasty, but competitive, nonetheless.

His cock was so hard that it was almost going straight up. His breathing was getting shorter and yet she was still delaying the inevitable as much as she could. Val realised that her losing control of his cock had cost her, and Debbie was still perfectly in control, despite Val’s best efforts to distract Debbie with her noisy and hard orgasms (as Val herself was distracted yesterday). Debbie wasn’t being distracted from her mission, and she kept him right on the edge for a length of time that impressed Val. But even Debbie’s control of his cock slipped, and Debbie realised when he was about to cum, so she slid her tongue up his shaft and gently slipped her mouth over his glans.

Val saw his cock pulsating and Debbie felt a river of smooth white sticky cum flow into her mouth. She applied a couple of hand strokes just to extract every last drop, and then let his softening cock slip out of her mouth before going over to Val for the sharing, showing and swallowing ritual.

After licking their lips, the two women sat with their tits majestically out, watching his cock soften. Val asked him what he thought of their efforts, and he had nothing but praise, but it soon became clear to the girls that he was regretting not getting near their tits.  So, a quick game to Topless Paper Scissors Stone to decide the order, and he was allowed to work on all four tits one by one, for thirty minutes each.

In a flurry of activity, he grabbed and squeezed each tit, bringing the nipple to his mouth, where he sucked, squeezed, and gently bit on each one, as well as running his tongue round and round the nipple and tweaking at the nipple with his fingers.

For two solid hours, he was working these four magnificent tits, and clearly the women enjoyed it, remarking how good his tongue was.

And on several occasions whilst he was working on a tit, his cock got hard, and he felt the other woman’s mouth enrobe his cock and gently suck away. He was all cummed out, and that was OK, as it allowed the women longer to suck on his cock.

But all too soon, each tit had received its thirty-minute workout and they were all siting round chatting again like friends, only friends with tits and cock out, friends with a shared secret, friends who had enjoyed each other’s bodies. None of them put their respective parts away before the women got up to leave for the evening, a perfect end to a magnificent couple of days.

After they left, his thoughts turned to what to do next. Their tits were divine, their cock sucking was fabulous, yet he wanted more. In his head, he decided on some goals. He wanted to watch them masturbate each other. That would be hot. He wondered again if it had already happened. He vowed to find out. He vowed to make them make each other cum. But most of all, he wanted their cunts. He wanted to taste their cunts, he wanted to fill their cunts. For the first time since Anya, he just needed some cunt, and he couldn’t decide which, and he didn’t need to decide which. He vowed to have both. He realised he might fail, but he wanted to set himself a target to stop himself letting the opportunity slip away.

He spent the rest of the day thinking about three cunts; one he was intimately knowledgeable about, two more he hoped to be soon.

My now husband was amused by the discussion taking place in front of him. He was in his university room, seven weeks into his first year, and his two best university female friends were discussing which one of them should suck his cock first; not in a nasty argumenty way, but in a slightly piss-taking getting one up on the other kind of way. He assumed that neither of them was actually going to suck his cock, but it was amusing nonetheless, and his cock was twitching with excitement.

Whilst many men saw going to university as an opportunity for sex, he didn’t (being demisexual although he didn’t know it), instead setting out to make some good friends and to have a blast!

On the first night, he went to the bar to escape the disaster zone that was his room and met some people that night he stayed friends with, two of them were women, and over the next week or so, both turned into close friends. Debbie was a rugby player who didn’t have an ounce of fat on her, and who had thighs so hard he was sure she could crack walnuts. She used to say that the only thing that wobbled on her was her tits, and she had big tits and had a big personality to go with them. Val was almost the opposite, a petite blonde with gorgeous shimmering waist length blonde hair, who was tiny in every other dimension, apart from her sizable (for her frame) tits. She could have any man in the place (and probably most of the women), and she knew it, but despite that, she was actually a lovely person.

That night, he wondered if he’d ever fuck either of them, and indeed wanked at the thought. But he made a conscious choice that he wasn’t going to be one of those lecherous or predatory types. He was more interested in being friends than fucking, and he started the term in that way.

The two girls had clearly noticed him not hitting on them, as after a good few weeks, the three of them were in a bar talking and they brought up him never trying it on. He told them why he was happy with being friends, how he was happy thinking about his hundred fucks with Anya, and how he wasn’t really interested in one-off fucks and if he decided to fuck someone, he would want to do it lots over time.

They seemed happy with the explanation, and yet, a week later, they were trying to decide which of them was going to suck his cock first. He doesn’t really remember what happened to start the discussion, or how or why they started trying to one-up each other to decide. Indeed, he hadn’t given any indication he wanted either of them to suck his cock. He did obviously, but they ought really to have checked. After a little while, the one-upmanship died down and they ended up looking at him expectantly, Val asking him which one of them had made the better arguments, which one did he want to suck his cock first?

He wasn’t the most experienced at this point, but he knew not to make that choice, as he liked both women and ultimately wanted to fuck each of them. So, he summarised the arguments, and said it was tough. They nodded in agreement, but still clearly expected him to choose.

He began to wonder if they meant it. Was one of them actually about to suck his cock? Would the other do it some other time? He realised he needed to take this seriously, as he did want his cock sucked by these two lovely ladies, but he realised if he didn’t mess this up, this could be so much more.

They were looking at him expectantly. He decided to gamble a little and explained to them exactly how he wanted their blow jobs done; tits on display, demurely looking into his eyes as they did it, balls in on the action too, showing the cum in their mouth, sharing with the other woman in a sloppy but tonguy kiss, both show him the cum in their mouths, then swallow and show him their empty mouths.

He insisted they did it this way, and he thought Debbie was about to complain, but Val agreed (possibly too eagerly), and therefore so did Debbie. He had wondered if these two women had done anything sexually together. They might have done, but he did wonder if Val agreeing quickly meant that she fancied some action with Debbie, or did she just want his cock?

He decided to save his neutrality, and suggested they make the decision by Topless Paper Scissors Stone. Best of 5 games, with 5 hands in each game. The women agreed, and quite unceremoniously removed their tops and bras. What wonderous tits they were, but he felt he couldn’t reach out and touch them yet. Oh, their tits: how he dreamed of their tits. He missed playing with tits. His cock betrayed how much he wanted to.

And so, the game went on, each time they did the pump before displaying their hand, their tits were an amazing display of rhythmic wobbling, which carried on for some seconds after they showed their hand.

And after much tit wobbling, it inevitably game down to the final hand in the final game. His cock was very hard, in the expectation of soon being encased in a lovely moist mouth, being run up and down by an inquisitive tongue.

Val won. With a triple rock. Debbie was annoyed, as she overthought her response. Val comforted her a little, telling her she would be sucking his cock tomorrow, but she did look just slightly smug.

Val got him to stand up, and she removed his trousers, folding them and placing them on the bed. Much to his surprise and amazement, she was actually going to suck on his cock. She tugged down his pants and did the same, leaving his cock standing to attention waving in her face. She sat on the floor, arranging her skirt around her, then looked up into his eyes, channelling as much demureness as she could manage. She gently took hold of his cock in her left hand, bringing the tip to her mouth for a gentle kiss, each time she looked at his cock, she returned to looking at his eyes.

But she soon began to focus more on his cock, running her tongue up and down it, occasionally encasing it in her mouth, cupping his balls in her hand and working them. He took his eyes off her and looked at Debbie, who was not looking away from Val working his cock. Debbie had her hand down the front of her shorts, clearly working in her own cunt with her fingers.

He looked back down at Val, who was clearly teasing him. She was going to drag this out as long as she could, as she was doing one of her favourite things, and something she was bloody good at.

They heard Debbie cry out a little, and both looked round, to see her with her eyes closed and her body jolting as clearly, she had made herself cum. As she opened her eyes, she knew that her two friends had seen her orgasm, but she didn’t care, and she didn’t stop working her cunt.

His cock was getting harder and harder, and it was only a matter of time before Val had her mouthful of cum. She had no idea how much longer she could tease him and yet not have him cum, but she liked a challenge.