"Kevin’s favourite method of being wanked off was not with a full-fisted grip, but with the thumb on top of his knob and fingers underneath. That way as my hand stroked his foreskin up and down over his bell end, pressure was exerted by the thumb as opposed to the palm of the hand. And he did love having his balls played with at the same time, a pleasure I shared with him.
As my slow wank of Kevin progressed Karen’s excitement was building. Her right hand returned to her cunt, fingers churning inside her swollen labia, her thumb at her clitoris. John, seated back on his chair jerking his fat cock, grabbed one of Karen’s tits and started fondling it. He leaned forward, almost falling off the chair and took the ample breast in his mouth. Karen squealed in ecstasy and fondled John’s spunk-filled bollocks.
I continued tossing off Kevin with alternate fast and slow strokes. His head was back, his eyes closed. “Oh, fuck!” he exclaimed, “I’m gonna cum!” Karen was writhing on the floor. “Give me your spunk!” she screamed. Kevin arched his back and thrust his midriff forward as I felt his prick pulse between my fingers. The first jet shot a good four feet over Karen’s body and hit John on the side of the neck at the moment he sat back on his chair. I guided Kevin’s cock downwards so the next spurt landed on Karen’s mouth. Then the third and the fourth. Kevin had certainly glazed Karen’s face as the fifth outpouring ran down her nose. Fortunately, Kevin had opened his eyes in time to see the action and fruits of his labours.
Needless to say, I was so horned up by now I was ready to blast. “Ready when you are, John”. It was more of an instruction than a statement. He suggested that I stand astride Karen facing her head, which I unduly did. He said “I think the randy bitch needs a good coating on her tits this time.” “I’ll do my best” I replied, my cock bouncing in anticipation. He stood behind me, also astride his wife, and took hold of my cock with a full-fisted grip and started wanking me. Christ, that felt good! Then Kevin, bless him, added to my pleasure by grasping my balls and gently rolling them in his palm.
It was all too much for me; the feeling of two hands pleasuring me and the sight of Karen, her face covered in cum, fingers masturbating herself and eyes rolling in an almost trance like manner.
“Go faster, John - I’m nearly there!” A half a dozen more strokes and I was. I let out a roar as my rampant dick spewed out my balls’ contents. My aim was true! Several ropes of spunk landed on Karen’s tits and neck. Karen timed it perfectly as another spray of her cum fountained out of her cunt all over her fingers. John grabbed her hand and took those fingers in his mouth, sucking her juices ravenously. Two done - one to go. I decided I’d be the one to finish John off and I knew just how I was going to do it……"
Great story! |
