Kristi, one of my former lovers emailed me. ‘I have some some business in your city next Friday morning. If you wish I am at your convenience until Monday night.’
It wasn’t long ago when we had a dynamic sexual relationship until work and employment opportunities separated us. Though we had kept in touch and we were both now in our early forties.
When I first knew Kristi she was so sexually sophisticated for me, and as I discovered early in our relationship, bi-sexual. Before we went our separate ways her body was still good, both sexes admired her legs and ass and the way I used to trim her pubic hair. Wonderful, sexy hips, a flat stomach, a real woman’s tits with long hard nipples when aroused. For me her best feature was her glorious, big ass. I used to love licking and kissing it, worshiping it as part of our foreplay.
Kristi always had a high sex drive, very high. She loved to remind me. “I am to please and be pleased sexually, I love being licked and teased by both sexes,” She told me she lost all her sexual inhibitions between her second and third husbands. She loved having sex with an audience. And she really did enjoy some racy commentary during sex, an extra dimension.
I can still recall her telling me, “I was barely nineteen when a slightly older man licked and sucked my nipples for the first time while I enjoyed flaunting my topless body for him. I was twenty-years old when a man licked me to a climax for the first time. And I was hooked. Since then I make a point of telling any potential lovers, I love being licked and teased. Though it was almost twenty years later before a female licked me to a climax.”
We had a tacit agreement Kristi could pleasure and be pleasured sexually by another man or woman around once a month. We set some basic rules, no intercourse, outer sex only - safe sex, ‘you can watch and masturbate’ she told me. If the second man wants to blow me, she loves to watch. Occasionally we had another woman instead of a man to pleasure us both, same rules applied.
Though now we have both moved on. Can we recover our sexual chemistry? We spoke on the phone the same day, our sexual chemistry instantly reignited, updating each other on our current relationships. Kristi told me she was having a fling with a much younger man, twenty-years younger than her. I told her I was having an affair with an older woman. Both of us agreeing to put those relationships aside for four days.
At noon on the Friday I picked Kristi up from her appointment, our hands touching each other’s body’s as I drove the short distance to my condo. Telling her on the way, “I am at your convenience until Monday night.”
Kissing passionately as soon as we were in the door. “Do you want to watch me shower first?” I did watch her shower first, admiring her still exciting, naked body, a little bigger in the right places than I remembered, her tits and her ass an even bigger turn on for me. Joining her in the shower.
Worshiping her big ass, licking and kissing it, watching her step into a pair of killer heels for me like she used to before I went down on her. I hadn’t fucked her for more than a year, though I made up for lost time, we both made up for lost time.
In the afterglow we talked about some of the incredibly exciting sexual experiences we had shared. Talked about some of sexual fantasies we had never acted out. There was one fantasy in particular that we had never fulfilled. A naked young man approaching her, telling her, “You must be Kristi,” smiling as he lifted her dress and knelt between her legs. Watching him fucking her with his tongue.
Dinner at a top restaurant that night before I took her to a private club. “No knickers and just a cup-less bra under your short dress,” I told her before we left for the restaurant. Both of us pleased men and women diners were admiring her big ass, wondering if she was wearing knickers as we departed,
The entertainment at the seductively lit private club was downright pornographic. Well hung young men fucking older women for the visual sexual pleasure of the couples watching.
I was asking Kristi about her much younger man she was having a fling with, twenty-years younger than her, when a naked young man approached us. “You must be Kristi,” he smiled as he lifted her dress and knelt between her legs.
Kissing passionately with our tongues while the naked young man licked her pussy. Without a word spoken both of us realizing our one particular fantasy was being fulfilled. The naked young man licking her to a climax while I watched.
As soon we were back home she reminded me just how good her head jobs were. Kristi had always been an exciting lover, her head jobs were always memorable, expertly teasing and edging me. Edging me to the point I couldn’t hold out any longer. Edging me almost over the edge before she asked, “Swallow?”
Kristi was listening intently the next day, “I told Myra all about you Kristi, she would love to meet you.” The implications unsaid though obvious, Myra wanted to make love to Kristi in a three-way situation.
“What should I wear for her? What would you like me to wear for her and you?
Though I omitted to tell her, Myra was my current older, bi-sexual lover. When Myra arrived their chemistry was even more exciting than I had hoped. Watching them seducing each other. Two awesome bi-sexual women.
Myra was circling Kristi’s vulva with her tongue, doing the same with her fingers using light, moderate, then deep pressure, teasing to find their preferences. Both women were confident and experienced enough, to build anticipation for each other, and me. No rush I learnt long ago anticipation is not the precursor to pleasure; anticipation is pleasure itself. Paying attention, being attentive to each other’s reactions and words, heightening their sexual pleasure.
Myra was alternately using the tip of her tongue, then the flat of it, and her lips as she explored Kristi’s vulva, all three sensations a little different, providing subtly different sensations for each other. Spreading Kristi’s labia, focusing on licking the area just above her clit, using her index finger interspersing horizontal finger strokes across her glans with vertical tongue strokes.
Increasing her arousal, inserting a single finger, using her tongue to enhance her arousal, then another finger to complement and push her arousal further. Pressing a finger upwards into her G-spot, while applying persistent licks. Touching her breasts, gently squeezing her nipples, caressing her stomach. Applying persistent licks under her hood, licking her clitoral hood, the fold of skin covering the glans of her clit, so sensitive. Gently sliding it back licking it, licking the clit directly, slow and gentle.
Licking around Kristi’s Venus mound. Taking her time to draw awareness and circulation, licking, kissing and sucking. Awakening all her corollary nerve endings with gentle kisses, using warm, gentle breath. Edging her, teasing her taking her time. building anticipation, building more anticipation, creating more sexual pleasure. Two bi-sexual women with high sex drives, incredibly high at that moment.
Myra bringing Kristi close to a climax, then backing off a little, teasing her edging her, delaying her climax, her sexual release. Wanting to make Kristi climax for her at the end of their love making, provide her with an incredibly powerful climax. Grinding her crotch against Kristi’s. Approaching slowly and gently, their hips starting to thrust, using primal hip movements to guide their pressure and speed, wanting to increase the intensity for each other.
Myra was using her fingers, fingering Kristi while licking her clit, wanting to provide intense, explosive sexual pleasure as her finger brushed against her g-spot inside her vagina. Oral and manual sex were a dynamic combination at that moment, hand in hand, when Myra added her fingers to the mix, playing with her thighs, lips and clit while kissing, breathing and sucking Kristi.
Talking to her while I was teasing my rock hard erection, “I love to fuck another woman with my tongue, you are a real woman, such an exciting woman Kristi, so good. Even better with a man watching. Tell me what you want Kristi? Slow and sensual or rougher, harder, or faster. Tell me and I will give you what you want.
“Just fuck me, exactly as you are doing. Make me climax for you. Yes. Yes, like that. Exactly like that.”
On the Sunday morning I watched porno clips with Kristi like we used to, comparing our preferences, both of us still impressed by well hung men.
At just after ten that morning Kristi and me were freshly showered when I told her, “I want to make you squirt, just like I used to.”
It had always been so exciting for me, and a huge challenge, seducing her, bringing her to a climax, while making her squirt for me, using my tongue and fingers. She was naked apart from her heels, standing with her back to the wall, my hands on her ass as the tip of my tongue found her clitoris.
“I want to make you squirt for me, just like I used to Kristi.”
Urging me to, “Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt. Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt. My cunt is so wet for you. Put a finger in me, find my g-spot. Two fingers. Don’t stop, don’t stop. So good.”
Teasing and edging her, she was so wet for me. Edging her, she was breathing so heavily, just like she used to when she was ready to squirt for me. Teasing her, removing my wet fingers. Reinserting a dry finger. Teasing her cunt lips with it. Climaxing and squirting for me, for her sexual pleasure, for her sexual relief. “You always were so good baby.”
Over lunch the same day I told Kristi, “I am expecting two much younger men, twenty-years younger than us at two-thirty,”“Do you remember when I used to organize a young boy for you on Sunday afternoons? A boy to give you cunnilingus, fucking you with his tongue while I watched and masturbated. Then I started organising two young boys, one for you and one for me. The first time you had ever watched a man giving another man a blow job. And the first time I had watched you give another man a head job. The age gap making it even more exciting for both of us.”
“I do remember, some of those boys were so good, your erection was always much bigger than any of the boys.”
Before the two boys arrived Kristi and me planned what we wanted to happen. Maximum impact for the two boys when they arrived. Kristi was topless, wearing heels for the boys, we were both wearing sexy black thongs which we wanted the boys to remove for us.
Kristi and me were making our intentions more than obvious for the boys. We were both naked after we watched the boys remove our sexy black thongs. I had an absolute boner for the boy I wanted to blow me while Kristi watched. Kristi and me were sitting close together on high stools, our feet barely touching the carpet, a hand behind each other’s neck, watching in a mirror while our boys went down on us. Both of us looking at their erections while our boys went down on us. Kissing each other with our tongues while the boys sexually pleasured us. Teased us, edged us.
So good watching two much younger men, twenty-years younger than us giving each other oral sexual pleasure. Double sexual pleasure, watching and receiving. Talking to each other while the men sexually pleasured us. Kristi timing her climax to sync with my orgasm.
The first time a boy had pleasured me for so long, too long, far too long. I wanted more. We both wanted more. We both needed more. Swaps after the boys watched us shower together. After we watched the boys shower together.
So good watching a different much younger man, twenty-years younger than us giving us oral sexual pleasure. Double sexual pleasure, watching and receiving. Talking to each other while the young men sexually pleasured us. All of us were so pleased when Kristi timed her climax to sync with my orgasm. So good.
Kristi first learnt the benefits and the turn on of a golden shower one day long ago when she was trying to help me get it up again so we could have a second round of sex. She told me to lay on my back in the shower alcove while she stood with her legs apart over my groin when she held my gaze.
“Is this what you want honey?,” she asked as she teased her cunt lips with a finger tip, knowing she wanted it even more than me. “Count to three for me honey. Are you ready?,” she smiled as she commenced with a trickle, then a long slow torrent as she watched my cock become fully engorged. We have done it many times since with a number of variations as males and females watched.
That afternoon with two much younger men, twenty-years younger than us watching was so good, so kinky as she gave me a golden shower. Gave me another erection, a real boner while the young men watched.
That night Kristi reminded me. “If you wish I am at your convenience until Monday night.”
Early on Monday we were still in bed when we decided to spend the day having sex with each other. “I want you to fuck me and orgasm three times for me today before I leave.”
We hardly spoke before we fucked first time. Before eight that morning we had our first fuck for the day. Fucking Kristi from behind with her ass cheeks in my hands. Raw sexual pleasure.
Before lunch Kristi asked me, “How did you learn to do that? That is so good, so fucking good, hot and cold, a wonderful contrast.” I was alternating running some ice cubes over her nipples, then licking her nipples with my tongue.
Partly filling my mouth with small ice cubes and forcing some between her cunt lips with my tongue and licking, licking, licking. Telling me to, “Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt.” I did before we had a late lunch.
After lunch I had to ask Kristi, “How did you learn to do that? That is so good, so fucking good, hot and cold, a wonderful contrast. My cock is so hard for you.” She had a mouthful of small ice cubes with my erection between her lips. Her tongue hot and cold.
Alternating running some ice cubes over my erection, then licking and sucking my erection with her icy tongue.
It was late in the afternoon. I had to ask Kristi about her much younger man she was having a fling with. “He is twenty-years younger than me, and really well hung,” she smiled as I knelt between her legs.
“I would love to watch him lick you out Kristi. Fuck you with his tongue.”
“So would I. Close your eyes and imagine.”
I had my eyes closed while I was imagining. My cock rock hard for Kristi while I imagined.
“I would love to watch him suck my cock. Give me a head job.”
“So would I. Close your eyes and imagine my much younger man giving you a head job. I have watched him giving other men a head job. Men your age.”
Kristi was sucking my erection, giving me a head job, when she told me, “Concentrate and imagine my much younger man giving you a head job. I have watched him giving other men a head job. Men your age. He is very talented. I always think about you while I watch.”
Sexual fantasy and reality combining. Sex with Kristi had never been better.
Long after Kristi departed, I was still thinking what she told me, “Imagine my much younger man giving you a head job. I have watched him giving other men a head job. Men your age. He is very talented. I always think about you while I watch.”
That woman Kristi, my former lover is a sex machine. Her young man is a lucky man.