She led me back to the bedroom and removed her robe. She bent over the bed. She looked over her shoulder at me while using her right hand to spread her pussy. “You can have it. I’m gushing,” she said.
I dropped my trousers and inched up toward her. My rod was rigid and pointing right at the target of its desire, but I restrained myself. I merely grazed up against her glistening lips and teased her.
“Come on, Daddio,” she said, “give it to me.”
“First, tell me who you were talking to on the phone.”
“Oh, you want to know?”
“Yes, I want to know. Who?”
“Go in me deep and I’ll tell you all about it.”
She always wins. I gave her what she wanted and she let out a little squeal. “Yowww! You’re so big.”
“It’s gonna hurt more if you don’t fess up.”
“I like it when you’re jealous.”
“Who said I’m jealous? You were incredibly hot on the phone and I want to know who had the pleasure of hearing your sexy voice.”
“Fine, she said, since you put it that way.” She climbed up on the bed so she was on all fours and I followed, my body curved and attached to hers. She was plunging backward into my hips and moaning.
“Lo, I’m waiting.”
“Right. It was Zach.”
“Zach?” I was surprised that one of the protégés was on the phone with her. If you had told me she was having phone sex with one of them, I would have guessed it to be Erin.
“Yeah. He wrote to me and told me that the two of them are going through a tough stage in their relationship.” Her sentences were punctuated by my pelvic thrusts deep into her and her groaning and grunting at the pleasure/pain. “She’s been stressed about school and her libido dropped.”
“Oh, do they only fuck three times a day now?” They were the most horny couple we had met.
“No, only once or twice a week. So he’s been jackin’ it to my pics and your stories about me. He wanted to hear me get off on the phone and so, naturally, I obliged.”
“They’re coming over tonight.”
“Yeah, I thought I might be able to help them both out of this rut.”
“That’s so very altruistic of you.”
“I know. I give of myself.”
“How do you plan on helping them?”
“Well, flip me over and come here and I’ll whisper it in your ear.”
I did as she asked and as I entered her, I dropped my face down into her long hair so my ear was close to her mouth. Her breathy voice said, “They’ll come over. You’ll serve us all drinks. I’ll be wearing my red dress with no bra, no panties. They’ll be sitting across from us and I’ll spread my legs, or cross my legs, Sharon Stone style.” She moaned and said, “Daddy. Don’t you dare cum. Don’t you fucking cum. You’re going to get me off before you cum. I’ll stop talking if you’re getting close. Pull out if you’re close. I have to have this orgasm. You hear me?!” She was yelling. Commanding. Demanding. Normally, this would be enough to put me over the edge — reverse psychology, I guess — but hearing the plaintiveness in her voice, I pulled out and calmed down a bit.
When I resumed, she continued with her story. “They’ll both be getting anxious to have me to themselves, but I’ll tease them a bit, serving them drinks. I’ll turn to you and let the hem of my dress ride up over my ass as I bend to refill your glass. They’ll both want to have their way with me. Finally, I’ll give in and lead Zach to the bedroom, leaving Erin with you to make uncomfortable small talk while I service him.”
“Do you think that she’ll be ok with that?”
“I think so,” Lo said in between deep breaths. “I’m hoping that being left out will get her even more riled up.”
“Like you are now?”
“Sorry, Daddy, I just squirted.”
“Don’t be sorry.”
“After Zach cums in my mouth, I’ll walk out to the living room and call Erin to me, leaving you alone. I’ll tell Zach he has to sit and watch while I service her. After licking her smooth, soft pussy, I’ll turn so that I’m on all fours on the bed, looking right at Zach, as Erin eats me out. I’ll tell Zach to jack it as my hungry eyes watch him.”
She pulled back and got on all fours on the bed, just as she described, and now I was pounding her from behind. She was slamming into my hips with her ass and she came in waves all over me until, ultimately, her muscles convulsed involuntarily, squeezing my cock in her pussy until it pushed me out of its own accord. That feeling was enough to bring me to a climax and I stood up on the bed, held my cock in my hands, and came over her back — shooting streams between her shoulder blades.
After I lovingly cleaned her up, she said, “Wow! That was amazing. And I was only halfway done with my story.”
“I wish I could last long enough to hear the whole thing.”
[Excerpt from the story, “Couples Counseling,” from the blog: mysexlifewithlola.com]