It was at this moment that I chose to revealed myself, the two of them, though embarrassed, were too far gone to stop. Their pace did slow, and an image of disbelief temporarily replaced that of ecstasy. However they were caught up in their uncontrollable needs, desires, and lust. Had either of them wanted to prevent my observing them like this, it seemed that they could not.
Jean's mouth continued to work its magic on Kay's womanhood, and her fingers still fucked her own. Their juices flowed in abundance, the urgency of their moaning resumed, they continued to drive for pleasure and ecstasy. They knew they had an audience, I made my presence felt by walking right up to them, this was the only difference.
"Mr Martin" began Kay, her companion's mouth was too full of pussy, and its juices to speak, her voice trailed off into open mouthed astonishment. I was standing so close to her now that she was addressing the bulge of my growing erection, created by this vision being played out before me. I did not speak, I simply unzipped, and pulled out my almost ridged cock.
I stroked it slowly a few times, then, before Kay could say another word, firmly pushed it into her surprised mouth, stifling any protest. Kay was motionless for a few moments, startled by my presumption. Then, it seems, her true nature took over and she began to blow me, and blow me, she was good.
Her head moved with the steady rhythm of the "nodding donkeys" you see in oilfields, and she could suck a golf ball through a garden hosepipe! To see her lips sliding to the base of my cock, to feel its head reach the back of her throat and beyond, to hear her suck with copious quantities of saliva, would not have let me last too long, some things are just too hot to handle!
The sight, sound, and sensations had me in a place usually reserved for fantasy, and you would expect me to say that I hoped it would never end, but I had to stop her, before I came too soon. Withdrawing my cock I leaned close to Kay and, looking her straight in the eyes asked, "How about I fuck you? Have you ever eaten pussy?
She nodded, a strand of saliva escaping casually from her mouth. I took this gesture to be a "yes" to both questions. For a brief interlude the three of us almost descended into farce. Jean too eagerly tugging at her skirt and knickers; me hopping on one leg, trying to remove a sock, my erection waving frantically as though it was hailing a cab; and Kay, not knowing which way to turn, still had her blouse and bra on.
Now keeping one's modesty was all very well for a quickie in a shop doorway, but for preference, I like to fuck a woman with her tits exposed, where they can be sucked and nibbled where possible, and certainly rubbed and squeezed. I indicated this with little more than a nod, and realizing, she almost too eagerly complied. At least one button was lost in her exuberance, and both garments were discarded with immodest haste.
Strangely the party arranged itself with relative ease. The eager Jean hoisted herself onto the desk, lay back spreading her legs, inviting Kay to begin feasting on her. She in turn bent forward, her own legs invitingly wide apart and began to lick and suck noisily. The sound of her pleasuring Jean's pussy suggested that she was making as good a job of it, as had previously been done on her.
The image was delightful, but not so much that it distracted me from the task in hand. There were no preliminaries, I stepped behind the waiting, wanting Kay and, squeezing a tit in one hand, my cock in the other, I prepared to take my pleasure. I rubbed the head up and down her moist lips, from the clit to her needing opening.
I could feel her pushing back towards me, trying to take me inside and I couldn't hold myself back any longer. In two good thrusts I was in up to my balls. I then pulled right back until I was almost out of her before thrusting back home again, hard. Kay let out a yelp of surprise and pleasure, muffled by the depth and intensity with which she was immersed in Jean.
This was about as selfish, sexually, as I have ever been, before or since. I didn't fuck her, I just fucked her cunt. I totally focused on my cock as it slid in and out, slowly, rhythmically, hypnotically. I stayed like this for some minutes, until the sounds of cuming distracted me, the two women seemed to be having enough pleasure to fill the room. Jean looked a picture of ecstasy, eyes closed, head rolling from side to side, casually pulling at her nipples, she was cooing and yelping her pleasure.
Kay, on the other hand was gurgling and moaning through her twin pleasures of being well fucked, and the delight of licking and sucking pussy. For my part I was inexorably approaching my own climax! Then, unexpectedly, I found the pussy I hoped to fill with cum, twisting and turning, then pulled away from me. "Not in me," Kay begged, and knelt invitingly in front of me, her mouth open.
Reaching up she grasped my cock in her hand, and began to jerk. My shaft was coated in her own juices, making it difficult to grasp, but as she squeezed and held on she gained control. Holding her face only inches from the tip of it, she gasped with the excitement and expectation. Gentle hands reached round her and began kneading her tits, as she stroked, a steady but increasing rhythm.
Faster and faster her hand moved, my foreskin covering, and uncovering the purple crown until, with a gasp of pleasure, and then a shout of joy I came. My cock jumped and my balls tensed, but all was secure in her firm yet gentle grasp. Then a rush of milky cum blasted forth! It covered her face and tongue in a greater volume than I could ever remember producing before.
Great dollops of it ran down her face, into her mouth and dropping a slippery stream onto her tits. Again and again I jerked, still she skillfully pounded my shaft, releasing more cum, and more drooling rivers slipped as her eager tongue did its best to capture as much as possible. Smiling she put my cock in her mouth and sucked the last few drops, while busy hands smeared and massaged the warm juices into her hot tits.
I had never seen anything so erotic in my life as that before me. We were three exhausted, happy, sticky people, gasping for air. I had difficulty keeping my balance but I wasn't going to break up the party. I had no idea when, or even if, I would have the pleasure of being blown by Kay again, and since she seemed intent on keeping me in her mouth, who was I to argue?
Eventually we began to dress, Kay did her best but she had cum in her hair and running down her back! "Let me remind you" intoned Jean as she gave Kay's tits a final parting squeeze, "You can expect nothing less if you break company rules in future." I am pleased to report that Kay gave her a look that said she would be sure to break more rules, and hopefully soon.
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