(FULL DISCLOSURE: At this point, I really was flying from the sugar consumed. Oh, and the many shots of Jack Daniels at the bar. The rest of the evening, until further notice, is pretty damn fuzzy. It all happened, but I am certain I have forgotten many things.)
Janet and I rolled into a 69, and I began to tongue her. My head was reeling at the realization that I was eating a new anal creampie, even as my mind reeled from the smell and taste and texture of her cunt.
I met Jamie near the end of my marriage. I’d had a fling a time or two, but that had been a long time before Jamie. Thus, I had forgotten much about other examples of anal creampie. Janet’s was much different than my ex’s or Jamie’s, both of whom feature “camel toes”. Janet had a big pussy, with large dangling lips but a small clit. Her hole wasn’t the tight pink orifice that Jamie sports, but appeared to be ready to gape open at the wink of an eye. Janet loves to fuck and it shows.
The excitement of the experience allowed me to almost ignore my own cock. I know Janet was sucking me, and I could feel my entire length in her mouth, but I beyond that I ignored the sensation. She just kept getting wetter and wetter, and that was all I cared about.
Every so often, I would take a breather to focus on the pleasure Janet was giving me. Since we were hogging one bed, I’d look over to see what was happening on the other bed. I saw that Cyndi was getting the snot fucked out of her by Tom. When I could focus, I could hear his pubes slapping into hers.
I also saw Jamie and Vance taking turns sucking each other. I must admit that it was hot as hell to see my lady and another man enjoying making the anal creampie. As is my wont, I did a little self-awareness check, and found I didn’t feel any jealousy! That had been a fear, but no longer.
Matt crawled onto the bed, and no doubt expected to have his wife Janet suck him. Instead, Janet held out his dick to me, and I began to swallow his meat. Oh… did I mention that all the men were bi? At least Vance and Matt and I were.
I heard a few murmurs of appreciation, not the least of which from Matt. He grunted a few “oh fucks” when I just bobbed up and down, from tip to root. It was thrilling to know I was pleasing him so well, although what man wouldn’t like getting deepthroated?
When I let Janet take a turn so that I could catch my breath, I saw that Vance was the happy recipient of anal creampie. Jamie was astride his face, smothering him like she does me (which anal creampie is to say, the best!) and Cyndi was riding his cock. I vaguely thought that looked like fun, until I went back to trying to get Matt to cum. I wanted him to lose his load into my mouth.