The smile on my face shows I am quite pleased with myself as I prepare to take the first lick of this stranger on my bed. I glance over and watch Rob's body stiffen in preparation for it. That is something he always does, just like he did the first time I ever dragged my lips across his cock. I can tell he’s excited too. The energy in the room is palpable. You can almost taste the combined desire on your tongues.
Rob used to love how in that first moment I would hesitate long enough that he could feel my breath on his shaft. So it's no surprise that he loves it when I do it to other men as well. It’s like he can feel it vicariously through them and the memories of us.
When we were together the thought of us being with other people never ended well. It was always a fight, or as I call them now, an aggressive exchanging of words.
After our relationship ended we worked hard to become the friends we are today. It is completely by accident that we discovered our new little kink. He stopped by one day to pick up some mail and to the surprise of us both, he walked in at an awkward moment.
My date and I were fucking on the couch. I was on top, riding him, facing the door and I was too far gone to stop. Rob and I locked eyes, but I never missed a beat.
Having him watch me, turned me on far more than the man shoved deep inside me. My moans grew louder and I placed my hands on the back of the couch, grinding down harder. I forgot about the man below me and focused on the bulge straining against Rob's pants. My body remembered how many times he had bent me over this couch. The thought of him slamming into me, while my cunt throbbed, begging him for more pushed me over the edge and I came. Rob silently slipped back out the front door.
That is where the start of something new for us and our relationship began. Now that we are no longer a couple and are in that friend zone, watching each other fuck other people is what we like. That voyeuristic act of something that shouldn’t be happening is what turns us on.
I'm not sure how to describe exactly how it feels to watch him on top of some random girl, hard and ready, fitting snugly in between her legs. Watching his swollen head parting her lips, eyes on me, not her. They are never on her.
We don't actually fuck anymore, we just fuck strangers while the other one pleasures themselves. I think it's become a perfect little arrangement between us. Although, there are times I would like to feel his cock in me again. Just one more time I want to feel him part and fill me the way he does those random women.
I look back to the man lying on my bed, legs spread with me in between. He's eager. His head is back, eyes closed, hands gripping the sheets waiting, hesitating. My tongue gently touches his shaft and I hear him inhale slowly. He releases it just as slowly as my tongue begins to swirl around the tip.
That sound is echoed across the room and I take a moment to close my eyes and think, ‘There it is. That’s the sound I love.’
I turn my attention to that delicious sound, back to Rob. Parting my lips, the silky softness of the stranger’s head glides against my tongue and I hum at the slightly salty taste. The pre-cum lets me know this man will not last long.
Rob's cock is hardening; rising big and tall to fill the space of his joggers. I know what he is waiting for and I give it to him. I come up on my knees and slowly take this stranger into my mouth. Inch by glorious inch this man’s hardness fills me and I want more.
I adjust my tongue and his head bumps the back of my throat causing a slight noise to penetrate the silent room. At the sound of my gag, Rob pulls his beautiful dick out and grips the base.
My pussy throbs at the sight of it and I hum again, vibrating along the tip. He moans and grabs my hair. That is my cue that this man wants me to please him. I wink at Rob, spread my legs for balance, and pull my mouth up to grip him. Bracing myself on his thigh, I slip my other fingers between my legs to rub my dripping cunt.
It's a delicate thing convincing someone to come home with you once you describe what you want from them. Once you tell them that you want to use them for your benefit and the benefit of someone else they are usually really eager or just say no thank you. We learned real quick that men work better at the thought of a man waiting at home instead of seeing them out with me, so Rob stopped coming.
There are always willing male participants wanting to come home and get sucked or fucked. Even with an audience.
Women are a little different. I go out with Rob and we proposition them together. They respond better at the thought of showing off for me. I suppose they want to please him better than I can. It also doesn't hurt that Rob is sexy and charming.
The man's fingers tighten in my hair bringing me back to him. I slide up and hold the hood just inside my mouth and I begin to suck gently. He moans and bucks his hips in response.
Rob knows exactly what I am doing by the man's reaction and he lets go of his cock long enough to spit in his palm. He grips it tightly around the leaking cap and then jerks it down to the bottom smearing his juices, making it easier to stroke, easier to keep up with me.
I open my mouth long enough to allow spit and pre-come to drizzle down his cock, coating it so I can move smoothly. My fingers tighten and I can feel the pulse underneath my fingertips. This one won't last much longer, but that's okay they aren't all winners.
With my eyes firmly locked on Rob, I begin my slow methodical stroke of this man. My fingers grip tight on the downstroke and then they swirl as I pull up. Up and down I alternate between slow and quick. The entire time I am sucking on his head, my tongue is alternating between flicking over the back of it, swirling the tip, and then sucking, begging for what I know is stirring deep inside his balls.
My other fingers are fiddling with my button; pressing it, rubbing it. All of that is bringing such sweet pressure. The same pressure I can see building up in Rob and I cannot wait to watch him cum because of me.
I love it when we cum together. It gives me a moment that we're almost fucking and I know he likes it too I've watched him hold back, waiting for me. I've watched him slow down and hold it to keep the game going just a little longer.