larrycando
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I just got a call from the gym buddy we had over once at a dinner that (on purpose) ended up as an all-night threesome. This morning, talking to him on the phone, I could tell he had hoped for my wife to answer. But she was out at a friend's house. On hearing his voice, memories of all that happened that night flooded in and to my surprise, I was immediately aroused. I didn't know why, but suddenly I wanted him to stay on the line.
I told him that I was glad he'd called her, and that I'd encourage her to call him later. Encouraged by his silence, I told him that on two occasions she'd commented on how good he'd made her feel. He still didn't say anything, but I sensed he wanted to listen. I rushed on, saying that I appreciated how he had been with her and that it not only had turned me on, but I've been happy for her because of the experience.
He then said, hesitantly, "May I tell you something, he said, seriously. "I mean, without offending you. I don't want to hurt you or make you mad."
I said "Go on," and suddenly felt a hollowness in my stomach. He reminded me that he'd promised that night to not climax inside her. And I'd seen him pull out each time, shooting on her breasts, face or in her hair. A bit fearfully, I managed to say "Yes?," while the hollow in my belly suddenly expanded, as I waited for him to go on.
He apologized again, and then said that when I'd been under her, alternately kissing and licking her clitoris and each time he rested on her for a moment, he felt me, thinking that I was nuzzling his balls. He said that one of those times when I pushed up against him, he had been holding still to stave off his climax, squeezing his whole body to avoid cumming. He apologized again, and then said that when he felt me take one of his balls into my mouth, he couldn't help himself, that my mouth on his balls broke his control. He couldn't stop his climax. He said that before he could pull out he'd just gushed into her. He said he'd to held still, hoping neither she nor I would notice.
Non-plussed, I feebly said, "I understand." My mind was rushing past my arousal to the implications.
Into the void that I now created, he babbled, mumbling several times that he was sorry, but that he hadn't known what to do. Cutting him off, I again said I understood, and still unsure of what to feel, said it was okay, that I understood. I told him she'd had her period about ten days later and everything was all right.
Thinking back, I remembered that he'd not only stayed in her a long time, but after pausing there what seemed to me a long time, he'd started pumping her again, shaking her whole body each time his hips connected with her bottom, and then had had a grunting, leg-shaking climax up over her back. I'd thought nothing about it at the time, meanwhile having scooted up under my wife to suck milk from her hanging breasts.
To make sure, I asked him if he'd pulled out right away or had cum early on and stayed in her. He just said one word, "Stayed." then I knew when he'd shot inside her. To my continued silence he said, "I guess stayed a long time. For some reason I got hot again. I did pull out that time. I'm sorry, really."
I could tell that, with the initial confession out and with my quietness, he felt, if not bolder, at least freer to talk. He said that my mouth working his balls had made him just go on involuntarily pumping into her and he hadn't known what else to do. He said that if he'd pulled out right then, he knew I'd smell his semen. He said that from past experience he was sure my didn't know. He told me he'd waited until I'd scooted away under her to suck on her breasts. Then he'd gotten hot and continued.
I asked how long he'd had to wait before I moved forward to my wife's breasts. He hesitated, then said, "A while."
Inexplicably, I was aroused. Not just sort of, but was so hard I'd begun to shake. I didn't trust myself to speak. I did remember that I'd caught the unmistakably strong smell of semen as I sucked on my wife's breasts. I'd supposed that aroma had come from his cumming out over her bottom . . . I blurted, "Was that good for you?"
"Not at first," he said, "I felt guilty. I like you two. I didn't want to screw up a good thing."
"You said, 'Not at first.' was it good after that first "gush", when you went on cumming?
He hesitated. I could hear his breath quicken. Then he choked out one word. "Yes," he said
"What did you feel?" I asked without thinking, "—triumph?" (I felt hotter than I had in years, not having the slightest idea where this was going.) This time his voice was deeper, more assured when he answered.
"Cumming in your wife was amazing." he said, "It made me feel . . . Wow!"
"Did it make you feel like for the moment she was yours?"
"Yes," he said, sure of himself.
The silence stretched out between us for a long time. But somehow, listening into that void, I felt an incredible closeness building between my listener and me. I then said the only thing I think I could have:
"Would you like to do that again?"
We talked for quite a while after he said yes. I'll talk to my wife tonight.
I realize this is an old thread, but this subject matter is very current for me! I really enjoyed this post. I wonder if the poster jacked off while talking on the phone. I would have.