I Only Have Eyes for You, Part 2

Preface: I feel a little like George Lucas. In "I Only Have Eyes for You"
I began to share my first bi-sexual experience, but I began the story, in
the middle. I have never written erotica, so I wasn't sure of the
reception. I have received several complimentary comments so I offer part
2, let's call it Episode 5. After I complete Episodes 6 I will develop the
prequels, for those interested in Betty's, Max's and Chrissy's background.
There isn't much of interest in my own background. Well, let me continue
the story...

I really wasn't thinking "straight" after Max came in my mouth. I didn't
realize what had happened until my mouth was full, cock and cream. Now I
must admit I have always been a cream fan, but up until this time my
experience was Krispy Kreme donuts. The main reason I wasn't thinking
clearly was because a long dreamed of fantasy had just been fulfilled. I
had enjoyed being felated by my dream girl, Chrissy, Max's wife.

I had fantasized about Chrissy for years. I was thrilled just to see the
cleft of her breasts or glimpse her inner thigh. I had to keep the hardon
down just seeing her in a one-piece swimsuit. My heart would race if I was
just in her presence. I know it is silly, I'm a grown man and she's a grown
woman. But truth is truth.

Chrissy had been a cheerleader in high school. While I played on the
football team, I never was a star. Actually I barely made the team. I
think the coach kept me on as either a living blocking dummy at worst, or a
"Ruddy" at best. I was on the team though. And one of the best things
about sitting the bench was watching the cheerleaders.

Being an ordinary guy, I never stood a chance with the cheerleaders while I
was in school. My imagination would erupt as they cheered. I imagined a
spin without any tights. I loved that little cheer where they flipped up
the back of their skirt and mooned us. I dreamed of a cheerleader doing the
splits on my face. "Perverted stuff," my wife Betty said when I shared my
fantasies with her one night.

Perverted!? Well just a moment ago Betty was lapping pussy herself, her
best friend's pussy at that. I had gone down on Chrissy, and she and her
husband Max were alternating lips on me. When I realized she was down on
me, I lost all self control and exploded. That was the moment when Max
exploded in my mouth.

The whole night, seemed like that car commercial where everything is in
perfect sync. Max and I were mirroring each other all night, until we both
came together, he in my mouth, and I in his wife's.

So when Max ejaculated in my mouth I was not entirely prepared for the
experience. I didn't really consciously swallow. It just happened. I
didn't even think of how he tasted. I had tasted my own cum as a
masturbating teenager, curiosity, I guess. On occasion I ate my own cum out
of Betty's pussy. This not out of design, but desire, not desire to eat my
own cum, but eat Betty's pussy.

My experience with Max was my first adult same gender experience and in a
sense I missed some of it. That's not to say I didn't know what was going
on. I don't smoke, drink or do drugs other than an aleve every once in a
while. My poison of choice is nutrasweet. However, it is amazing how much
I had gotten lost in the moment. I don't know whether Chrissy swallowed or
not. I did. Again, I didn't really think about it, it just happened. It
didn't taste bad, although it was definitely different from the female
counterpart.

In the mean time, my wife Betty had taken Max's softening penis into her
mouth. She does a pretty good job with her mouth when she is horny.
However, she has never been horny enough for me to cum in her mouth. Early
into our marriage she had asked me not to. I never did, and never asked her
too. She likes me cumming in her pussy. And I don't mind that at all. Now
Max's penis was cum coated. I really didn't suck it dry, he had pulled it
out after he came and I didn't know to lick it clean. But Betty went after
it. That did strike me as odd, because usually she makes me wash. She must
really be turned on I concluded in my thoughts.

Well I'm a typical 42 year old. Once spent it takes me more than a couple
minutes to re-erect myself. Max is a few years younger and in much better
physical shape and with much better plumbing.

Max and Betty swung into a 69 position. I was on my back basking in
aftermath. It was then that Chrissy snuggled up to me and we started into
some old-fashioned necking. Believe me, I enjoyed every moment. Chrissy,
is a short, beautiful blond. She is pleasantly plump. And has beautiful
thick, movie star, lips. Here I was kissing the woman of my dreams. My
manhood was limp, but my mind was turned on. Her lips were full and sweet
(my cum?) I just held her in my arms and we kissed. It was really a
strange dream like experience, quite appropriate because I had only dreamed
of this. As Max and Betty were getting into their oral experience, Chrissy
began to explain to me what was going on.

A couple of weeks ago the girls had gone swimming together with the kids at
a friend's pool. As the kids played in the pool the girls had gotten
involved into some sexually charged talk. Chrissy said they left the kids
at the pool with my teenage daughter and went inside to prepare some snacks.
The charged conversation continued until words led to actions. They found
themselves embracing in a passionate kiss, their hands roaming each other's
body. They lingered but a moment and broke off the kiss because the kids
were outside. They were afraid of getting caught.

Over the past couple weeks they had shared their feelings with each other.
Chrissy described the discussions as heavy. Since an opportunity did not
arise to express themselves, they planned to create one, tonight. So the
girls (with Max's cooperation) planned our weekend movie experience. Betty
and Chrissy wanted to do each other, but they wanted it to be out in the
open and not behind our backs. Chrissy told me that she and Betty love us
both and they did not want to risk losing us and our families. They talked
a long time together about Max's and my possible reaction. Max is a stud
and has had many different partners, including same sex experiences. They
thought I was a virgin (only with Betty) and the most uptight. So they
planned out the night with Max. I was left in the dark. Betty told Chrissy
that if I was horny, I wouldn't object to anything. Max's job was to keep
me calm. Betty told Max that when she wanted me as putty in her hand she
gave me a blow job. That's what he did. I don't think he really expected
me to reciprocate.

Chrissy told me these things as we snuggled together. It was at this time
that it hit me, Betty was getting banged by Max. It was at this time a bit
of worry and fear crept in. Max is well endowed, and I am under endowed.
This was an under-endowed man's greatest fear. They both seemed to be
enjoying themselves, and I was still as limp as a wet towel. Chrissy must
have seen the worry in my face, because she immediately started passionately
kissing me again. She then whispered that she had always wanted me. That
got my attention.

I remembered the first time I met Chrissy. She was nine months pregnant,
but even then I thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
The second time I saw her she was holding a two month old and wearing a
miniskirt. How she rebounded from pregnancy and looked so hot was beyond
me. I had a hard time keeping my eyes in my head that day. With her kisses
and my memories the limp one began to harden.

We were laying on our sides and she gently rolled me onto my back and
straddled me. Her beautiful boobs hung down. I took one in my mouth
tenderly licking and sucking. I felt her pussy against my quickening penis.
She leaned down and gave me another deep and passionate kiss. I continued
to stir. "I understand you fantasized about doing a cheerleader," she said
in a very seductive voice. I felt like I blushed every shade of red. She
laughed. That embarrassed me even more. I mean here we were naked, screwing
around, me Mr. Small Penis, and I'm embarrassed about a fantasy.

One of my college room mates told me about his cheerleading girlfriend doing
the splits on his face. I had dreamed of that for years. Kissing me deeply
again she stood, spun around, and then did the splits, pinning my head to
the floor. I had no choice. I licked her pussy lips and sucked on her
clit. I reached up and massaged her breasts. So they sagged a little, I
didn't care in the least. We were two teenagers, hot in passion.

Because of her position, my nose was in her ass. I have occasionally rimmed
Betty. I like it, she doesn't seem to particularly care for it. I was very
aroused now. But before I could attempt a taste, she bent forward and
received my hardened penis into her own mouth.

It had been a long time since I had become so hard, so fast, twice in one
night. I'm just an ordinary 42 year old guy. Waves of pleasure flooded my
entire body. But I was in control this time. She sucked, and I licked.
After a while, all I wanted to do was to impale her pussy. So what if I
don't measure up to Max, I just wanted to be inside her.

I heard a moan beside me. My own pleasure had deafened me to the world
around me. That world was my wife Betty and Max. Time had moved on, I had
lost track, but Max was still deeply stroking the inner walls of Betty's
womanhood. How in the world could he maintain that pace, I wondered? I
would have spewed it all and been asleep by now.

Chrissy must have noticed this as well. With one last deep pull on my penis
she rolled off and over to Betty. Betty turned to Chrissy and they again
began to kiss. Betty's interest in Max began to wane. With that tool of
his, how that could be I don't know. I didn't know if Betty and Chrissy had
brought each other to climax. They had joined our sex match earlier. Had
they climaxed?

Somehow Betty disengaged herself from Max. Betty and Chrissy began to
hungrily devour each other. This was their plan after all. They wanted to
fool around. We were secondary. With a hardon in my lap, I sat up and
watched, again my back to the couch. I don't know what happened to Max, he
was gone. Perhaps he had gone to the bathroom. I didn't care at the
moment, I just watched two very beautiful women suck and lick each other.
Chrissy was on her back and Betty rolled to her side. Betty began to suck
on Chrissy's left breast and caress her pussy, just like I do to her.
Chrissy sexily moved to Betty's handstroke. Chrissy tried to find Betty's
hot pussy with her own hand. I had seen this kind of thing on porn flicks,
but never had I seen it this close and never did the women seem to be
enjoying themselves so much.

Chrissy pushed Betty onto her back, stood above her and then did the splits
right on Betty's awaiting mouth. Wow! I was now stroking myself. Chrissy
bent over, just as she must have done to me, and gave Betty's pussy a kitty
bath.

My trance was broken when something moved in my line of sight. It was a
body, a lower body, a penis. Max bent his knees and waved his flag pole
before my face. What do you do when a hard penis is bobbing before you? I
leaned forward and sucked on the purple bulb. It had the familiar taste of
Betty, but something more, precum? I don't know, but I continued to lick
and suck. His smell was strong. Not bad strong, just different. Maybe it
was the smell of a man in heat, I don't know, I just sucked. I began to
engulf more of his cock. He began to slowly stroke, like his strokes in
Betty's pussy. His hands were on the back of my head. He moved sensuously.
I took in as much as my inexperienced mouth could accommodate.

I didn't know what to do with my hands. I reached up and cupped his balls.
They were already starting to pull up. I knew what I liked so I helped them
along, cradling them between his legs. He continued stroking.

It was then that I thought of doing what I always wanted done when I was on
the receiving end of one of Betty's blow jobs. I began to play with his
ass. At first I just cupped his cheeks, rubbing them, as I did my wife's.
I love to massage her ass. Max let out a definite sigh of pleasure. Slowly
I began to work my fingers into his crack, first high, then slipping lower.
My fingers were dry so I brought my hand back around and shared my mouth
with his prick and my fingers. I then took my slobbery fingers and slowly
stuck one right up his ass. Max jumped, not out of pain, but sensitive
pleasure. Sucking with my mouth, cupping his balls with my left hand, and
probing his ass with my right fore finger, I stimulated him as much as I
knew to do. I sucked hard, I probed deeper, I cupped more firmly. He
shuddered. I knew what was coming next. I sucked him all the way down my
throat, pulling him to me, as I gagged. My gagging must have excited him
the more because now he was banging on me. I kept my teeth out of the way
and held onto him firmly. With only a couple more strokes he emptied his
load in my mouth the second time in one night. Again I just swallowed.