Working Relationships: Jodi, Ch. 14

I came out the shower with a towel wrapped around my waist...I was at Jodi and Pete's and didn't really need to worry about modesty...I guess it was just a habit. Though everything was covered, the head rubbed against the towel and I headed out to find Jodi.

She was on the patio, with a magazine, "I bet that felt good after the run." She smiled, "Get out here and join me."

"I found a box of condoms in the bathroom; I thought you were on the pill?"

"Oh, I am...don't worry about any pregnancy issues, that's just Pete. You know he's a little obsessed with size, and it's those bigger ones...XL's...Magnum XL's. I think he bought them to fit you...and his Robbie dildo. I'm sure he's going to want you to try one on."

I was relieved to hear that she was still on the pill, but my eyes were busy taking it all in, and before I could respond she added, "He's running a little late, but he wants us to go ahead."

There was no need to ask what that meant, and I grinned, "Well, I can think of a few ways to pass the time."

She was in a tight tank with no bra, showing off a good bit of skin...creamy, mouth-watering cleavage...and a bare midriff. Then she pulled her shoulders back, to flaunt her breasts, making them look even bigger. It's no surprise that I was throbbing to full stature and the towel was tenting; with a big ass grin, she tugged it off, revealing all the rock-hard attributes.

She brushed the hair from her face and bit her lip, but as her eyes focused...they seemed to be on fire. Fully erect and bobbing, it arched up to point at the waning sun, and I stroked the shaft. I gave her a low whistle and said, "Shit sweetie, look at what you do to me...I'm rock hard! Should I go get one of the condoms?"

"No, I want it unwrapped...I don't want anything to come between me and that cock!"

I leaned down to tenderly meet her lips, but she pulled me closer to where we locked tongues, making out passionately. We both wanted each other so badly, but I broke away to look into her eyes, and graze her neck with my lips. Trailing kisses from her neck and up to her mouth, she groaned, "Ohhhh baby! Mmmm...you know what that does to me...mmmm...fuckkkk!"

Things escalated and I straddled the chaise to sit on her lap, driving my tongue deeper into her mouth. Feeling hot, hard flesh pulsing against her skin, had her moaning into my lips, "Ohhhh...ohhhh my god...Rob...Rob!"

We writhed against each other, and I held her tighter, pinching a nipple through the thin fabric. She let me slip it off, and I traced her dark areola with my tongue, circling and softly biting the nipple. Then, sucking it's warmth into my mouth, I felt her deep moans vibrate against my lips. Going back and forth, I sensuously massaged one breast, while nursing the other...nibbling, tonguing and sucking.

I pushed my hand between her legs to find steamy, wet arousal, "God damn, baby girl, no panties...and you're wet!"

She grinned, "Yeah...well, that's what you do to me...you make me wet...and you make me not want to wear panties!"

I laughed and she moaned, as I gently pushed back the tiny hood to tease her. I flicked the bud with my finger and kept on her nipples; it's often difficult to move past Jodi's tits...there just too good.

I was still trailing kisses over her breasts, when I felt her hand on my cock; she grinned, "Holy shit, sweetie, let me do you!" I switched places with her and dropped my legs over the sides of the chair. She grinned while I stroked it for her, "That certainly gets a girl's attention!"

Initially I just grinned and pumped it, thinking she was going to watch, but I realized she wasn't wired that way. She wasn't about to let her man jack himself like that.

"Let me do it...let me stroke that big...gorgeous thing!" I couldn't help but smirk when I thought about how our strong-willed professional woman, completely melted when it came to this. She was all cock slut; I know that could sound demeaning, but I share the same trait. I'm a card-carrying cock slut...it's liberating to embrace it.

Her eyes were glued to it, and she quickly gripped it with both hands; she gently stroked a few times, before leaning forward to wrap her lips around the head and take it deeper. She pumped her face up and down, taking the stout plum deeper, until it grazed her throat.

She pulled off to tease the underside, with her tongue, gradually working what stood proud of her grip. After swirling her tongue around the head, and tracing the ridge, she took it all back between her lips. Going deep again, she pumped her face up and down the shaft, moaning through thick pulsing flesh.

She pulled off again, grinning, "Rob, I've been such a bad girl...I really need punished with a big strong cock!" Gripping the base, she slapped it across her cheek. The spit-soaked flesh looked ruddy or purple and smacked audibly over the soft skin. Then she did it a couple more times over the other cheek and giggled, "Mmmm, I love a big dick...when it dominates me...I guess that's nothing new...you know it turns me on."

"Sweetie, we all have needs...and fetishes," I grinned. "You know, I love a big dick, too! I love pussy...a sexy smile...beautiful eyes...a tight, little ass...and these...these amazing tits. I'm really just a horny teenager, at heart."

Her breasts were a show unto themselves...they wobbled and bounced with her movements. I cupped one with my outstretched hand...mmmm...so fucking perfect...it was bigger than the reach of my fingers. Groping and squeezing, I dug my fingers into the firm flesh. When I took hold and supported it, I savored the weight in my hand...they were heavy, and the nipples were hard and swollen.

"Jodi, these breasts turn me on," I laughed.

"Why thank you!"

She started pumping fingers into her pussy, going slow, but driving deep. I clearly knew what she needed, but I couldn't pass up her tits. She moaned when my lips wrapped tight around a nipple; the taste of her skin excited my tongue.

Her pussy was dripping with arousal, and ready to be taken, but with her nips in my mouth, I immediately went back to her tits, thinking about how they bounce when we fuck. Mmmm...I love the fuck-bounce!"

My head was spinning when she begged, "Sweetie...let me suck it...I wanna suck you more." After she took a huge deep breath, she wrapped her lips around my cock, again.

I pulled her hair back, to see those beautiful gray eyes; she caught my admiring gaze, as she worked up and down the shaft. I fucked hard, till spit trickled over her lips. Since we had been hooking-up for several years, we knew each other...we could read each other; Jodi knew exactly what I needed, and I knew what she needed. Today, she was in a submissive mood...she was there to serve...she was there to be used. I savored my alpha stance, towering above her and owning her lips...her mouth...and fucking her face.

Fucking at a steady pace, I could feel her throat strain. With her lips tight on the shaft, she took me right up to the brink and I groaned louder, "Fuck Jo...Jodi...uhhhh...uhhhh...fuckin' close...so close!"

I felt the orgasm coming on, "Oh fuck! Yeah...that's it...fuck...suck it...take it...take that cock...uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah...yeah...take it...worship...worship that...that cock!"

I humped wildly till pulling out and jacking over her face. As I pumped faster, our eyes met again...she knew I was close and begged for it, "Cum for me, sweetie...yeah, cover my tits...cover my tits with that big load...gimme that big load!"

"Mmmm...so close, baby...so close...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...can't hold...can't hold much...much longer!"

As the pleasure of release took over, I threw my head back and moaned, "Ohhhh...oh fuck...fuck!"

I jerked wildly till hot spunk showered her beautiful tits; I watched a few big, shiny drops rolled down over the creamy flesh. She scooped some onto her tongue and grinned, "Good job, sweetie...mmmm, I love that...all that cum...all that hot cum!"

Those gorgeous tits, glazed with seed, and that look of total submission made her every man's wet dream. About the time I finished, I really had to piss and decided to go for it. Because I was still hard, I was only able to squeeze out a tiny stream, at first, but she squealed when it splashed over her tits. Still on her knees, I tried to aim for her outstretched tongue. Gradually, I worked up to a full-force pee that completely soaked her, and some did actually hit her tongue.

The hot, yellow release mixed with the cum and trickled down over her body; I groaned with relief, "Mmmm, that feels good...you like it?"

"Ahhhh fuck...yeah! Wash me good...it's like a hot bath!"

I thumped her face a couple times; my dick made wet slaps because she was soaked with piss. She squealed, "Yeah...yeah...yeah, slap me...slap me with it...slap me with that big...big cock!"

As I shook the last drops over her tits, Pete startled us, "Mmmm...fuckin' love it...dude, I got some, too...gotta pee, too."

He had been watching, of course, and walked over, "Dude, this's where I wanna join the party!" He came out to the patio with three cold ones, wearing socks, a t-shirt and a rock-hard erection.

"Almost dropped the beers, back there, while I was strokin' it," he laughed.

I couldn't help but fixate on his cock; it stood proud, and I savored its enticing girth. It was smokin' hot, with a thick, purple head and a tracery of veins running down the shaft. I wanted to run my tongue over every inch of the manly, veined flesh, but he was ready to turn on the hose; I thumped my dick over his and grinned, "Mmmm...nice hard cock, dude!"

I thought he'd have the same issues I had, but pee shot straight up in the air. He held his dick steady, forming a tall arc that fell down over his wife. She squealed and threw her chest out to catch it.

He showered her face, "Mmmm, Pete!" Wash me...cover me...love all that warm...warm pee!"

When he finished, she was dripping, and he kneeled to slurp her nipples and taste her lips. Watching them exchange piss and wash it down with beer was definitely a moment. She sat there, soaked, and took a couple drinks, "You know...maybe I need to shower up for tonight...you boys can talk, while I take care of things."

She turned to head in and we both watched her ass sway back and forth, all the way. Pete responded,

"Go for it, Rob and I will get a cocktail going."

I know Pete's always thrilled to watch (it's expected), but I had to fuck with him. "Dude, you scared the shit out of us...how long were you watching?"

"I wasn't hardly late at all; I came in when you were cock-slapping her," he laughed. "That was crazy hot...wouldn't mind some myself." He cackled, "You know, I gotta watch...fashionably late...lurking and very aroused...that's how I roll!"

Pete and I decided we could chill out with our drinks, before going out. After cocktails, we planned to go out to dinner and come back here for dessert...and Jodi was dessert! In my eyes, Jo was more like an eight-course meal, but that night, she was dessert.

Anyway, I looked down at his dick, "Let me take care of that, dude."

"Only if I can do you, too...69, he grinned."

I swirled my tongue over the head, teasing the ridge, till he moaned, "Fuck...fuck yeah, Rob...yeah...yeah...yeah...mmmm...that's...that's it...gimme...gimme yours...gimme that big magnum!"

There it was...his first reference to the condoms; just ignoring it, I twisted around and groaned as my dick pumped through his lips. When I took him back into my mouth, I went deep to strain my throat, triggering more pleasured moans from Pete; I felt his pleasured vibrate sensuously through my cock flesh.

Things quickly got heated and he pumped his hips faster; he worked my cock harder...and I did the same to his. When his thrusts got erratic and aggressive, he pulled out of my mouth and started jerking wildly. Still pumping his mouth, I watched him jack his aching cock to release, all over his belly. He was still moaning into my cock, when he exhausted the load and held the dripping shaft in his fist.

Jodi emerged from the bathroom, "I can't leave you two alone for a minute," laughing, "but it looks like I got her just in time." She laughed again, "But the question, here, is where's that cocktail?"

I dragged my tongue through the spray and grinned, "Um...we...we got a pre-cocktail...creamy jello-shots...protein-rich jello-shots!"

"I see...I see that" and she dipped her tongue into the creamy release. She looked up, "But I still want my cocktail, though."

"You got it."

I pulled out of his mouth, and Jo and I worked together; I milked the last drops from his dick, while she finished cleaning his abs.

Jo and I got dressed and made Aperol Spritzes, while Pete jumped in the shower. I took one into him, as he was just coming out. Buck naked, he took a sip and grinned, "Dude, here's to wife-sharing and cocktails!"

We walked up to have dinner, talking about work and what we had planned after dinner. From the flirtatious conversation on the walk home, we could tell Jodi was horny and ready for more. She had maybe three sips of a merlot before she sat her glass aside; she couldn't wait any longer, straddling her husband, and pushing her tongue through his lips.

The long probing kiss yielded a big sexy smile, "Honey, I think it's time! You want to watch me fuck Rob...wanna watch me ride him...ride his big cock? Or maybe I ride you first?"

"You heard the lady," looking at Pete. I grinned and laughed, "Dude, your wife really wants to play...get her warmed up for me and you can watch...again." "What do you think?"

Pushing down his jeans, she watched his erection spring free, and wrapped her hand around the shaft, stroking gently. Cock out and ready to go, he was happy to take her first and laughed, "That seems to be the plan, dude."

She explored his cock, savoring all that veiny warmth till she stripped off her pants and panties. She got back over his lap and I guided him into her pussy...mmmm, the solid, manly flesh felt good in my hand...it was warm, rock-hard and pulsing. I stroked a few times, before parting her pussy lips with the head. She sank down to take it all, while I held the base.

Slowly pumping his erection up into his horny wife, he groaned, "Fucccccckkkkk, that's...that's good...mmmm, baby ride it...ride my cock...ride that cock!"

They went at it for four or five minutes, screaming and moaning, before she turned and asked, "Rob...ahhhh...ahhhh...Rob, gimme yours, too...let me suck it."

I teased her, stroking it just inches from her lips; the warm, solid flesh felt satisfying in my grip, but I yearned to feel her lips, stretching tight. I looked down and locked eyes with Pete, as his wife worked my cock. I smiled and said, "Pete, buddy, your wife can suck a good dick...fuck...fuck, she's good!"

He grinned, as I grabbed her head and started pumping deeper. I knew she couldn't begin to take it all, but I loved trying. "Come on, baby girl," I teased, "I know you can take more...mmmm...more than that." She moaned as I teased her throat's limits.

Her titties bobbed sensuously, as Pete met her rolling hips and drove his dick up into her belly.

"That's it, sweetie," I groaned, "Keep at it...ahhhh...ahhhh...yeah...yeah...yeah, that's it!"

She moaned through a good five inches of my cock; I wanted to shove it all right down her throat, but I knew five was the limit.

Her body was writhing between both cocks; it was clear that she was going to be nice and wet for me. They gave me the best of both worlds and it felt amazing, taking turns, pumping through her lips, and then Pete's. Then he pulled out with a huge grin, "Your turn dude...fuck my wife...and fuck her good!"

"Oh, I intend to!"

We moved to the bedroom and she got on all fours and looked back, "Mmmm, I can't wait, honey...I love to play with Rob...and I know you love it, too." She looked at me, "And we have a little surprise for you!"

I spread her back open and, with a firm push, parted her lips to shove my dick inside. She couldn't help but squeal; the difference between Pete and me was enough that I always went easy, at first. I could feel her pussy molding to hold its girth, but anxious to feel more.

Giving her some time to adjust, I paused to tease her, "You really want it all, sweetie...it's gonna stretch...and it may hurt?"

She smiled, "You know I want it all...meany, don't tease me...fuck me! Give me all that cock...fuck me...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...yeahhhhhhh!" She just groaned, as she buried her head in the pillows and spread her knees wider. Anxious to fuck, she met each thrust, rolling her body back into mine.

I eased off, letting her bounce back on it, and ride at her own pace, "Go ahead, sweetie, enjoy yourself...fuck yourself...ride it!"

Then I took over, nearly pulling out and driving it all back in; she squealed from the sensual, rhythmic penetrations, going deep and teasing her cervix. Using her position on the bed to steady her body, I started pounding harder. Once I hit a good pace, her hand shot down between her legs, "Oh god...oh god...Rob, fuck my little pussy...fuck my tight...tight, little pussy...yeah...yeah...yeah, that's per...fect...perfect...oh god...perfect!"

Jo had a killer, tight, and perfectly rounded ass; it was mouth-watering in jeans and even better when you fucked her from behind like this. Flexing and almost dancing, I had to give it a swat, or two...or maybe ten. With a firm smack on one ass cheek...then on the other, she squealed with pleasure. I'm sure it stung, but it added intensity and she rode with even greater enthusiasm. Savoring the pink marks, left behind, "Fuck me...yeah...yeah...yeah, ride that dick...that's it, baby girl...ride it...ride that dick!"

I guess the hard fucking, a ripe clit, and the stinging swats took her into the clouds; she was screaming, "Oh...oh...oh god...yeah, fuck me...fuck...fuck...fuck me!" Her body shuddered as she screamed louder, "Fuckkkkkk...fuckkkkkkk...fuck me...fuck me...fuck me...fuck...meeeeeeeee!"

It was a good one...a super mind-numbing orgasm. I held myself inside, pumping slower, while she caught her breath. I savored the heat inside her belly, but I needed more.

I pulled out and rolled off to lay next to her on the bed. I was still wet with pussy, and I felt Pete take it in his mouth; he loves to lick his wife off me. After he licked it clean, I felt both mouths...which can almost overwhelm you. Pete licked up and down the shaft, while Jodi went right for the head, probing for precum. Going deeper, she took more of it through her lips, pushing Pete to go lower, to work the balls.

When they switched places, he got the head just past his lips and danced his tongue, all over and everywhere.

Watching my balls sway as her husband worked my cock, Jo looked up with a sexy smile, "We'll take good care of you, Rob...we always do."

"No doubts there, baby girl." When she took over, she swirled her tongue over the head and worked it all over the long, thick shaft.

She looked up and giggled, "I guess you knew that already...I doubt you've ever left this house being unsatisfied."

"No, never," I grinned.

She laughed, "I couldn't let that ever happen, after all, you've got the nicest dick I've ever had."

"Same here, dude," Pete laughed, "I wouldn't let it happen, either. Nicest dick for me, too."

My cock throbbed in response, as she licked up the tiny drop of pre and then her lips. She rubbed the tip back and forth over her lips, while teasing the slit with her tongue She took it back into her mouth and started sucking.

Just when I thought it was perfect, it got better; she pulled off, held it between them and I felt both tongues, again...they went from cock-sharing to watching one another and then back. Watching is something Pete thrives on, but Jodi loves it, too; she loves to watch her husband service cock. Sex with a couple is crazy, fucking hot, but even though it's your dick in the middle, it can feel like you're a voyeur, too. There's something erotic about being a voyeur, peeking through a window and watching.