Sex with a Married Couple

(I apoligize for the terrible grammar/syntax in this (and many of my other) pieces(s). I’m feeling too sick and tired to edit it.)

Today I had sex with a man and a woman.

Marcell called me early this morning and said that he wanted to hire me for a few hours. At the end of our conversation he asked me if it would be okay if his wife watched us “play”. I have to admit that the idea aroused me on a very deep, molecular level. I happily said “Of course!”

At the front door of the couple’s house I was greeted by a giant, black moth which panicked at the sight of me and flew right into my face. I smacked at my face and almost fell over backwards as the malevolent moth flapped its papery wings across my cheeks and eyes. I was able to get it off of my face a microsecond before Marcell opened the door – saving myself from an embarrassing introduction. Marcell was shockingly handsome – he was a middle aged Latino guy with a nice physique, salt and pepper colored hair and a wickedly sexy goatee.

He made almost no eye contact with me – instead he just waved for me to come in as he stared off across the street. Inside I was greeted by his wife, who was also an attractive, though significantly younger and slightly overweight, Latina.

The blinds were drawn, the room was dark, and a bottle of lube and a pack of condoms lay on a nightstand next to the king sized bed. Marcell started pressing his fingers into my ass through my white shorts.

Marcell then pulled my shorts and boxers off and started running his hands across my ass. Then I felt his tongue slide down my back and into my ass crack. His tongue wiggled up and down a few times over my asshole – then, tragically, he stopped and stood back up.

I took off my shirt and turned around to face Marcell. Unlike before, he made frighteningly steady eye contact, staring deep into my quivering soul. I slid my hands up and down his torso and then moved down to blow him. I pulled down his boxers and wrapped my mouth around his long, dark cock.

I sucked him off for a long time. My mouth got tired but I still continued. Drools rolled down my mouth and chin and puddled onto the floor. At one point I gagged and felt embarrassed –but Marcell seemed to like it.

Finally, after an eternity of cock sucking, Marcell pulled his cock out of my mouth and said “Lets see what this ass can do.” I tried to hop into the bed but Marcell stopped me and pushed at my back until I was properly bent over. Again I felt his fingers and tongue move across my ass. Then I heard him tear open a condom wrapper and put it onto his cock.

“I want you to cum” he said.

He started fucking me hard and fast. I’ve noticed that the faster someone fucks me the more easily I cum. Its not about size or length, its just about speed. I felt an orgasm coming on within a few seconds – so I let go of my dick, assuming that Marcell wanted to cum too. I balanced myself with both of my hands on the bed and focused on the sensations of the sex. Getting pounded up the ass is both uncomfortable and incredibly pleasurable at the same time.

Marcells pushed one hand hard against the back of my neck and brought the other one around to play with my dick. I looked down and watched him rub the precum all over the head of my dick. Then he started yanking at my cock.

At that point, for whatever my reason, my mind drifted. I wondered what the deal was with concentrated laundry detergent. I had just bought a bottle of All 3x concentrated detergent that day. Is there some active ingredient that they isolate and then amplify? And why do they call it “butter” conditioner…..uh oh, orgasm time.

“I’m gonna cum” I said as the pleasure of each stroke became unbearably good. “Good boy” he said – his voice much closer to my ear than expected. His tongue then lapped up and down my ear lobe as he fucked me. My cum made a thumping sound as it dripped out onto the wood floor.

Marcell contined fucking me after I had cum. “Yeah, you’re such a good boy” he said as he grabbed clumps of my hair. The feeling of his dick in my ass soon became terribly uncomfortable. I wasn’t sure if it was okay for me to stop him, since he was paying me and all. Luckily, I wasn’t forced to act, as he pulled out about a minute post-orgasm.

“Did you cum?” I asked. Marcell snorted and said “Oh no. I’m not done with you yet.” Well then why did you make me have a god damned orgasm? I wanted to say.

“I want you to eat out her pussy.”

Whatever, I thought, eating vagina isn’t that bad. His wife got onto the bed, rested her head against the backboard and opened up her legs. She was still wearing her panties, so I had to pull them off. Once her bottom half was naked, I was left face to face with a hairless vagina. I had eaten pussy a few times before, so I had some idea how to do it. I took a few broad licks all the way up her snatch before I dug in. I tongued at her clit and sucked at her “lips”. I followed the sounds of her moans so that I could best please her. At one point, while I was nibbling at the top of her punani, I felt Marcell running his tongue across my ass cheeks. Then he licked my balls a few times and then drew a wet, hot line up to my asshole. Then he started eating me out.

So there I was, eating a girl out while her husband rimmed my ass. My dick got hard again even though I had cum 15 minutes before.

Then Marcell dragged his cock up and down my ass. Uh oh, I thought, hes gonna fuck me again. As it turns out, I was right. He did fuck me again.

I exhaled and stopped sucking when his dick first penetrated. “Suck her cunt” he snapped when he saw that I had stopped. I was breathing hard from the fucking so it was hard to fill my mouth with pussy, but I managed to do it and breathe through my nose.

“Yeah you’re such a good boy” he said in a labored staccato as he pulled at my hair. “Mmmmhmmm” I mumbled right into his wife’s pussy. “Yeah, you’re good boy. You’re so tight.”

Marcells grunts quickened as he pounded my ass. “Oh yeah, I’m cumming” he finally said as he gave my ass a few final thrusts. When he was done he grabbed at the skin on my shoulder blades and said, for the 656 time, “You’re such a good boy.”

“Now I want you to make my wife cum.”

I was afraid he wanted me to fuck her, but he didn’t. I continued licking her pussy and tonguing at her clit until I felt her whole flower harden and heat up for a few seconds. She moaned and rolled back as my tongue brought her, momentarily, to pussy heaven.

We all got dressed and walked over to the front door. Marcell asked me questions about my schooling and my extra-curricular activities. When I told him that I volunteered at a homeless shelter on the weekends he seemed surprised and said “Wow, you really are a good boy.”