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he then jumps up nervously and suggests we watch something that might stimulate the both of us. he gives the choice of "regular" porn, girl-on-girl, and two fetish films on golden showers. now, normally i would head straight for fetish, but he dropped the donation this afternoon so our activities were not going to include any piss play this time around and i didn't want to bring that up. so i vote for the girl on girl. as soon as it starts, he hands me the remote and goes into kitchen. when he finally comes back in the room i sit him down and take off my skirt. i start slowly jerking myself off through my panties, waiting for him to at least start gratifying himself.
so, i'm jerking off and he's watching out of the corner of his eye, being careful to keep his face straight ahead. i make a little moan. he asks, "so, have you done anything like this before?" referring to the girls fucking each other with cheap torquoise jelly dongs. i answer that i am bisexual and have some close friends i fool around with. he thinks that's cool. he then asks, "how do you feel about bisexual men?". i reply honestly, that i adore them, i think they're fabulous and wonderful and courageous (especially when out). he then tells me about his old friend, with whom he used to hook up about once a month. he is very orally focused with both men and women, and was uncomfortable with receptive anal penetration (which he has tried once with a man and once with a woman) due to hemorroids. he delicately breaches the top of guy-on-guy porn. i jump, noting that he has five guy-on-guy tapes and only one girl-on-girl. he chooses a tape that is a massive orgy scene.
i take off my shirt and tell him to remove all his clothes except his underwear. i stare at him as he undresses, massaging my clit and curling two fingers into my pussy. i ask him if he is right or left handed. he responds right which is perfect as he is sitting on my left. i take his right hand and slowly deepthroat his middle and ring finger, doing a little slidey lubing motion. i then place his hand in my cunt. he massages tentatively at first. i spread my labia so he can have easier access. he works my clit in circles and starts to penetrate me with the first knuckle of his middle finger. i moan and grind against his hand. he starts working faster and sinks his finger deep into my pussy. i thrust against the finger which is past my g-spot but still pleasant. i grab his hand and lick my juices (such a soft-core word) off his finger. i then lick the neighboring finger and tell him to fuck me with both of them. he gets right down to it, like the good little boy he is. i'm getting more and more excited, but he's having trouble coordinating simultaneous clitoral and vaginal stimulation. i rub my clit while he finger fucks me.
then, i grab his wrist. he looks up at me expectantly. "stop?" i shake my head as i pull him off the couch beside me. "get on your knees." he kneels, trying to conceal his smile. "you know what to do." again, i spread my labia so he can see my glistening pussy and swollen clit. he starts sucking my clit like a newborn on his momma's tit. fabulous. i tell him to finger me while he licks. he gets a good rhythm started in response to my rocking hips. "curl your fingers up inside me." with that simple direction he zeroes in on my g-spot. i squirt within a minute. he looks up with sparkling eyes. i bend down and lick my cum off his face.
"get back to work." he roots in my pussy, licking and sucking the "juices" (goddammit, isn't there a better word, and "vaginal secretions" just doesn't do it for me) while thumbing my clit. he captures my clit between his nose and thumb and rubs it against the round tip while his tongue laps like crazy. soon i quirt again, this time quivering with orgasm.
but he doesn't stop at all this time. he laps in long strokes the insides of my thighs, along the seams of my labia, and from my perineum to my clit. he dips a finger in my cunt and starts massaging my asshole. i push against him. "fuck my ass" i order. he pushes in and i push back. he sits on his heels watching me fuck myself on his finger. "eat my pussy while you fuck me." he obeys and i'm in bliss. i resituate my shoulders against the back of the coach so i can thrust down hard against his hand. "i want more." he pushes in another finger. as he sucks back on my clit he gently bites, sending a shiver of baby orgasms. "oh, fuck." i groan (real creative dialog, i realize). "more." he slides in a third meaty finger and fucks back against my rhythm. i am thrusting so hard i am suspended between the back of the couch and his hand in my ass, his powerful suction helping me defy gravity. when i come, i lock my knees around his shoulders, soaking his face and chest. i clamp on for a minute as the quakes subside.
"fuck." and then i burst out laughing a fabulous cathartic laugh. "that was good?" he questions, in need of affirmation. "wonderful, darling. absolutely diving." he goes to freshen up while i lay back on the coach regaining my bearings. we exchange places in his bathroom. he gives me a look and i know he wants to watch me pee, but i close the door ($200 does not a golden shower purchase). when i return to the living room he has put on his shirt and shorts. i walk over to my pile of clothes. i pull out my black corset lace panties. "these are for you. good job."