After a moment I teased her clit. It was hidden under the fold at the top of her inner lips, but it grew firmer as I rubbed in small circles. Then I slid my index and middle fingers into her warm, smooth pussy. Her breasts rose and fell as her breathing grew heavier.
Part of me wanted to fuck her now, but I held back. We weren’t ready for that. Besides, I didn’t want to take the time to fetch a condom. Instead, I fingered her gently and rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her moans grew louder as her pleasure built.
“Move up,” I said at last. “I wanna taste you.”
She scooted toward the headboard, and I climbed onto the bed after her. Then I rolled to my back and guided her toward me. She gripped my erection and rubbed it over her face. I gave her a moment before I gently urged her to swing her leg over my head. She did, and the scent of her washed over me, strong and feminine.
I raised my head and buried my face in her pussy. She gasped and used my hard-on as a handgrip. I wrapped an arm around her middle and held her in place. Then I gave her hooded clit another lick. She groaned softly, and her juices began to flow for real. Moisture soon coated my nose and cheeks.
She eventually started sucking me, and the little head demanded even more oxygen. My vision actually dimmed, and I saw spots. I ignored them and concentrated on Allie instead.
We kept going until I felt her breathing change. She stopped sucking and simply held my dick against her face, so I focused on her clit. It was still hidden under its hood, but I could feel it under my tongue.
Allie began rocking her hips. Then she gasped and held on to my cock for dear life. Her breath came in bursts that washed over my abdomen, and her thighs began to tremble. All of a sudden she tensed up and held her breath. Pleasure surged through her in waves, until she finally cried out.
She relaxed slowly and then sagged forward, drained and panting. She also relaxed her death grip on my shaft, although she didn’t let go completely.
She eventually caught her breath and stirred. Then she shook with a silent laugh. I started to ask, but the little head overrode me. Allie rubbed him over her face and coated her lips with saliva and pre-come. I thrust my hips toward her, and she took the hint.
She’d been sucking for a couple of minutes before I started to feel guilty about ignoring her. I wasn’t sure how sensitive she was, so I gave her clit an experimental nudge. She gasped and practically ground her pussy into my face.
I grinned at the discovery, raised my head, and began licking again. Allie groaned around my cock and sent jolts of pleasure racing up my spine. Then she started bobbing in earnest, so I concentrated on getting her off before she did the same to me.
She raised her hips after a couple of minutes, and I had to crane my neck to follow her. Then she took me as deep as she could, about halfway. She squeezed my thighs at the same time, and I got the message—she wanted to take care of me first.
I patted her flank, and she gradually lowered her hips. Then I played with her pussy without trying to make her come, while she did the opposite to me. She sucked with long, slow strokes, and swirled her tongue around the head. The pressure built in my balls until I couldn’t hold back any longer.
Allie held my hips as I unloaded in her mouth. Then she pulled back and swallowed. She panted to catch her breath before she recaptured me and sucked gently.
I started to lick her pussy again but stopped when she shook her head. She wasn’t ready to come again, and I was fine with that. I kissed her inner thighs instead, and she relaxed as her juices slowly dried on my cheeks.
She eventually returned her attention to my slowly deflating cock. She kissed it a couple of times and then rested her cheek on my hip. Her breathing settled into a rhythm, and we lay together in companionable silence until she stirred.
“That was nice,” I said.
“Mmm.” She swung her left leg over my head and climbed off to the right. I beckoned her closer and patted the bed next to my hip. I was used to Christy on my left, but I wasn’t about to complain. Allie turned and started to get settled before she stopped.
“Do we have time? I don’t want to get caught,” she worried aloud.
“We have time.” I checked my watch anyway. “At least an hour.”
She nodded and settled beside me. I wrapped my arm around her, and she relaxed into the comfort of my body.
* * *
We dozed for a while, but neither of us slept. I was a creature of habit more than I realized, and having Allie along my right side felt weird. Also, I didn’t want the girls to catch us in bed together. The older ones would figure out what we’d been up to, and the younger ones would ask awkward questions. Still, we managed to relax and enjoy the quiet for a while. Then Allie heaved a sigh of contentment.
“God, I’ve missed this.”
Our bodies were warm where they touched. Hers was curvy and feminine, soft where mine was hard. I could’ve lain there a while longer, but she had other ideas.
She rolled away from me and stretched like a cat, completely unconcerned about her body for a change. Then she cocked an elbow and rested her head on her hand. She gazed at me with a playful look, more of the cat. After a moment she circled my nipple with a finger. I didn’t react, so she did it again, with the same lack of results. She took it as a challenge instead of being put off.
I tensed when she moved again, although I relaxed when she only brushed her fingertips over my stomach. Then she traced the contour of my soft penis. My breathing quickened when she spread a bead of moisture around the tip. She raised her finger to her lips, and her eyelids drooped as she tasted it.
“Mmm, I’ve missed that more. It’s been so long since I had a dick in my mouth.” She studied me with feline amusement again. Then without warning she tickled my foot with her big toe. I jerked reflexively. She did it again, so I moved my foot away and glared. “Sorry,” she laughed. “I’ll behave.”
I wasn’t so sure.
“I will. I promise.”
Her expression settled into friendly amusement, and I sensed a longer conversation. I rolled to face her and propped my head on my fist. I let my eyes explore the lines of her body. She knew she was attractive, but she hadn’t been reminded lately.
She blushed and lowered her eyes. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure.”
After a moment she effectively changed the subject and turned her attention to the room itself.
My plans for the house had always included a guest bedroom and bath on the ground floor, although my first designs had them near the kitchen. The kids’ bedrooms were all upstairs on that side of the house, so it made sense to put guests there too.
Then Christy had looked at my sketches and asked a couple of innocent-sounding questions, like she always did. At that point the room over the garage had become the main guest suite, the formal dining room had taken over downstairs, and the bedroom had moved to the other side of the house.
These days, guests reached it through a nondescript door at the end of the colonnaded hallway that spanned the living room. A short passage under the main stairs led to a perpendicular hallway that connected the guest bedroom at the front of the house with the master suite at the rear.
The hallway served another purpose, a sound barrier between the living room and the bedrooms, along with the cavernous room we called the grotto. It also gave us the privacy to move around without anyone noticing. That was what Christy had wanted all along, although she gave me credit for thinking of it.
Allie finished her survey and drew me back to the present.
“So, this is the famous swinger suite?” She quirked her lips in a grin. “Come here often?”
I’d made the same pun a dozen times, but it didn’t get any better when someone else said it.
“As often as I can,” I said, completely without irony.
“Mmm, I noticed. Since we’re on the subject… can we sneak into the grotto, through there?” She pointed toward my feet and the door beyond.