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Simply The Best

Jack's words kept echoing in mind: "You haven't really gotten a blowjob until you've gotten a blowjob while watching your wife suck another man's dick."

I had no choice but to believe him. After all, Jack's wife Kirsten is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I know you're only supposed to think your wife is the most beautiful woman in the world, but as pretty as Lori is, she's simply not in the same category as Kirsten, a tall, pale, raven-haired goddess with green eyes and a perfect body.

Ever since I told Jack that Lori hadn't exactly run screaming when I brought up the subject of swapping with our next door neighbours, he'd been doing everything he could to convince me how terrific the swinging scene could be. As if I needed convincing to have sex with Kirsten! The problem was, I wasn't too keen on the idea of Lori getting fucked by another man.

At first when Jack said that, I shrugged it off. My first reaction to the thought inside my head of actually watching Lori suck Jack's dick was anger. I figured there was no way, if we ever did actually swing with them, that I'd be comfortable doing it in the same room as my wife.

As I said, however, the idea kept haunting me. After all, it wouldn't be as if I was just sitting there watching Lori suck off Jack; my own cock would be inside Kirsten's mouth. And she has such a perfect mouth.

Things finally came to a head-pardon the pun-about a week later when while watching television, Lori sudden decided to give me a blowjob on the couch. I turned off the TV and before I even realised it, I was looking down at her thong-clad butt and imagining her sucking Jack while Kirsten was blowing me.

I guess the idea was finally so appealing to me that from out of nowhere I blew a huge load of cum into Lori's mouth. This is a rare occurrence because Lori can usually keep me going for as long as she wants. Or at least until I beg her to let me come. She sucked me dry and then sat up looking wild-eyed, sperm dribbling down her chin.

"What happened?" she asked.

"I want to watch you suck Jack's dick," I announced.

She collected the sperm hanging off her onto her finger and brought it up to her mouth, licking it clean.

"Only if I get to watch Kirsten sucking yours," she replied.

That weekend we had dinner at Jack and Kirsten's house. Kirsten was dressed in a skintight black velvet catsuit, her pussy lips clearly outlined, her nipples barely kept from poking through the material. Lori wore hot pants and a halter top that, God bless her, almost made her look hotter than Kirsten. In fact, she was turning me on so much I had to have a little cocksucking session to cool me down.

Midway through dinner, Kirsten unzipped the front of her catsuit enough to expose her breasts. They were everything I'd hoped they be; firm, luscious C-cup with big puffy bubblegum-colored aerolae

Kirsten looked at me and asked, "Are you enjoying the wine?" before bringing the glass up and dipping her nipples into the wine.

I pushed my chair back and went around the table, bending over so I could suck her magnificent mammaries into my mouth. I felt her hand on my crotch, rubbing my rock hard cock through my pants. With her other hand, she unzipped her catsuit all the way down to her lap. I reached in and grabbed her at pussy mound, not at all surprised by the silky smoothness of her hairless pussy. Anyone looking at her in that catsuit could have guess she was clean shaven.

I was so overcome with my own desires that I didn't even realise what was happening at the other end of the table. When I looked up, Lori no longer had her halter top on and Jack was tracing light circles around my wife's nipples as they kissed. I wasn't exactly turned on by the sight, but I wasn't angered or disgusted, either.

Eventually the test of Jack's bold statement came. We had moved into their living room, Kirsten now wearing nothing but her high heels and looking every bit as incredible in the flesh as she'd looked in my fantasies. Lori was also naked. In fact, we were all naked.

I was on the couch and Kirsten was laying next to me, her head level with my crotch, about to take me into her mouth. Jack was sitting in a recliner and Lori was on the floor between his legs. I first felt the overwhelming heat of Kirsten's mouth as she slowly slid her lips down the length of my pole. As she did this, she lightly grabbed my balls and gave them a squeeze. Her cocksucking technique was different from Lori's, but that's the kind of change you get used to quite easily.

At first I just concentrated on looking at Kirsten, still unsure if I could actually watch my wife giving head to another man. But soon I was so overcome by the pleasure that Kirsten was giving me that I figured nothing could possibly lessen it.

I raised my head and looked over the sight of Jack's cock almost completely lodged inside my wife's mouth. She was looking at me. She winked and then throated Jack. I knew it was the first time she'd gone all the way down from the cry of absolute pleasure from Jack.

I soon learned that Jack didn't get deep-throated every night. Kirsten can't do it. She can do a lot of things with her mouth, but not that.

I have to admit that Jack wasn't right. The best blowjob isn't when you watch your wife giving head another man. It's when you're getting a blowjob secure in the knowledge that your wife is better at it; and you can get it any time you want.

Contributed by: Tim Sexton 08/07/2006

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