On our play date from last Tuesday, we returned from dinner even later than we had on previous nights. Did we really want to have sex so late? Well, I did, but did the other two? Particularly, did BG, since he still had the drive home to consider? He expressed his vote by sliding an arm around my waist, open-mouth kissing me, and running his free hand over my breasts.
We have two bathrooms and had three people who wanted to clean up after dinner. BG and I went first, so were ready while SwingBot took his turn. We required little time to disrobe and return to the bed. When SwingBot arrived, he asked, \”No dental dam or just teasing?\” I was on my back and BG had his face down in my crotch. He was not performing actual cunnilingus, but teasing around the area. SwingBot sometimes does this, too, so easily understood what was happening, despite my incoherent answer. BG then proceeded to put me into overdrive through combined mouth-teasing and finger-pleasing.
Is there something wrong with this picture? Two men sit on either side of a woman who is hyperventilating and convulsing with orgasms, and the two men just have a casual conversation in relaxed voices. This happened again that night. My brain was mostly disengaged, but I know that they talked about how responsive I was. BG told SwingBot how he had been with women who were hard to read or hard to please; he described me as being \”Easy Mode.\” I threw a squeeze toy at him and apparently scored. SwingBot said, \”Reload,\” as he returned the toy to my groping hand. (It is safer to arm me with soft projectiles than to leave my hands free to grab.)
SwingBot asked me whether I wanted to test our theory about interrupting overdrive with vaginal sex. I probably answered with some witty repartee, like \”Uh hunnnhhh!\” SwingBot had BG handle the task. SwingBot got BG a cola-flavored condom and it was barely on him before I hungrily seized his cock in my mouth… which could have been very dangerous. After all, I was hyperventilating and likelier than usual to bite. I am not sure whether I bit, but I did once again show that I do not know how to do oral on a condom. I doubt that BG even felt anything that I did, and know that he did not enjoy it if he did. My approach tends to involve mostly licking (which probably does not translate through the condom) and sucking the tip only (which results in inhaling the condom). So, that was short-lived. (I later learned that SwingBot had been planning to perform fellatio on BG, not for me to take away his chance. Oops.)
BG asked what position we should take. I was convulsing (so not exactly processing conversation well) and on my back, so he went for \”face to face,\” as he called it (rather than calling it \”Missionary\”). Nearly the instant that he thrust into me, the overdrive stopped. When BG and I slowed long enough for me to communicate at all, I said, \”It works.\” SwingBot asked, \”How can you tell?\” Since I was still experiencing orgasms — just of a different and, frankly, more comfortable variety — there may have been no outward difference for him to observe.
BG started having trouble with the position and a modified version did not work well, either, so we defaulted to Doggy style. SwingBot lay on his back and I got to enjoy spit-roast again until BG came. Rather than collapse this time, I continued to suck and lick SwingBot\’s cock. I had little hope of making him cum that way (he takes forever under the best of conditions, and this late hour of night was not the best of conditions), I knew, but I savored the feel of him in my mouth. BG tried to help where he could. Eventually, I stopped and we chatted a bit before ending our night.
Poor SwingBot had not cum all night and I was simply too exhausted to continue fellatio after BG left. So, we fell asleep. When we woke the next morning, I decided to take matters in hand, literally. SwingBot had an erection and I proceeded to stroke it while nibbling and licking at his throat. I lay with my front pressed firmly against the bed and gave myself tantalizing clitoral stimulation by squirming against the sheet. I drove us both crazy, licking his neck, stroking his cock, and rubbing myself against the bed. He eventually got that long-awaited release and then went to take a shower. I retrieved my favorite vibrator, applied a little lube, and fucked myself until the bathroom was available for my shower. More sex seems to beget more horniness. I like this cycle.