I couldn't help smiling at her before I said "Well, I like doing it" – "I should say so!" she interjected – "and you tasted pretty good to me, so I wanted to make it good for you, too."
She turned loose of me to lie back again and looked up at me to say "That was rather naughty of you to tease me that way, when I was getting so close – but then just as it started for me, you did that extra bit and made it ever so much better! You made it more than just good for me; you made it wonderful."
The two of us just lie there for a little while as she gets her breath back; every so often, I lean over and give her a little kiss, which she happily returns. I'm sure she can taste herself, but she doesn't seem to mind it a bit; I can't help wondering how involved she gets when she and Richard bring another woman into their bed.
That makes me think to look over to where he is; he's just sitting there, and when he sees me looking at him, just smiles and nods without saying anything.
I turn my attention back to Jyota, who's starting to move next to me. She looks up at me to say "You gave me such a wonderful climax, and now I should like to do the same for you", smiling.
I smile back and tell her "I'd like that", and her smile gets even bigger before she answers "I rather thought you might."
She sits up and gives me a little nudge to let me know she wants me to lay on my back. I do, and she moves to straddle my waist before she lowers her body so the two of us can kiss. I can feel her breasts pillowed against my chest, and her pubic hair is brushing against my lower belly as our kiss lengthens and deepens. When her lips pull away from mine, I look into her eyes and see her desire in them. She gives me a mischievous smile, and lowers her head to begin kissing me much the same way I did her: my face and neck and shoulders were all blessed by her soft, warm lips. When she got to my ears, she didn't bother with my earlobes – she went straight for sticking her tongue in my ear, instead, with predictable results.
As she worked her way down my body, I'm positive that she was deliberately dragging her erect nipples across my skin whenever she moved her body over me. I was almost completely erect by the time she was positioned to where her head was hovering over my pelvis.
Our eyes locked, and I watched as she slowly lowered her head and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock – then proceeded to take almost my entire length into her mouth before she started running her tongue along the underside of it. It didn't take much of that before she had me as hard as I'd ever been, and that's when she got serious about trying to make me feel as good as I had for her.
I don't know how or where she learned to give head, but she needs to open schools – lots of them – to teach it to other women. She deepthroated me. She used her teeth to softly nibble literally every square millimeter of my cock. She gave my balls a bath with her tongue. She massaged my dick with her lips, from base to crown. She sucked – soft, and hard. She blew: after coating me with her saliva, she pulled her head off and softly blew across my cock, cooling it. She used the tip of her tongue to tickle the bottom of it, right behind the head. And every damn time I got close to blowing my load, she'd back off and let the sensation fade a bit before she'd start in on me again.
I knew I was in for a terminal case of blue balls when she finally had mercy on me – sort of.
Her head was bobbing up and down on me while she was running the tip of her tongue along the bottom when I felt myself getting ready to cum (again). She had my balls cupped in her hand, and was gently squeezing them when she felt them start to pull up next to my body (again). She started twisting her head as she also began sucking on me, and taking more of me into her mouth. As I got closer and closer to to the point of no return, her actions slowed, too. My cock tightened, and right before I started cumming, she buried her nose in my pubic hair, deepthroating me. The sensation of her throat muscles massaging the head of my dick made the first spurt of my cum erupt with even more force and pleasure than I thought was possible; she simply swallowed it, and kept herself in place as I groaned in pleasure with the second surge of my semen into her welcoming mouth and throat. It was the hardest I'd cum in a long, long time, and it felt damn good.
When I'd emptied my balls, she lifted her head and kept me in her mouth as she took a couple of deep breaths through her nose; then she proceeded to gently suck on my cock as she used her lips to 'milk' it, ensuring that she got every drop she could of my semen. After she let my rapidly-deflating penis slip from between her lips, she gave me a satisfied smile before asking "I presume you enjoyed that?"
I didn't bother to think about what I was saying before I answered "Out-fucking-standing!" – and was relieved when her smile only got wider.
As she moved up toward the head of the bed, I managed to get myself sitting up and resting against the headboard. When she got close, I reached out for her, but she shook her head and said "Just a moment, if you will…" before reaching out for a bottle of fruit juice I hadn't noticed on the night stand. She opened it up and took a mouthful of it and swished it around in her mouth before swallowing, then took a long drink of it before sealing the bottle again. When she turned to me, she could see that I'd been watching her, and she looked mildly embarrassed as she told me "I like the taste of a man's semen, but I don't think it's something the men themselves would appreciate. So whenever I do that, I make sure and rinse my mouth out properly afterwards – particularly when I think that we'll be kissing."
I cupped her face in my hands and told her "You didn't have to do that on my account; I've tasted my own cum before, and it doesn't bother me. But if it makes you feel better, then that's fine, too." before I leaned in and kissed her. The kiss I got back was enthusiastic, and we spent a minute or so letting our tongues get reacquainted before she let me guide her to sit next to me in a way that allowed me to put my arms around her.
Jyota saw me glance over to where Richard was sitting, and told me "Really, it's quite all right for you to hold me like this. Richard and I both understand that there's going to be a certain amount of affection shown when we're with someone else; it's that personal involvement that we like, as much as the physical part of it. Otherwise, mechanical toys would be so much more safe and sanitary, wouldn't they?"
I suppose that if I'd thought about it the way I really should have, I'd have realized that a guy that's willing to let another man go to bed with his wife isn't likely to get upset if they snuggle a little. After that, I really didn't worry too much about what reaction Richard might have to how I behaved with his wife – as long as I didn't hurt or offend her, of course.
For the next hour or so, Jyota and I talked to each other – she told me about what it was like growing up in Bangalore, and I told her what my childhood experiences had been like. There were certain coarse similarities, since all kids play with their friends and have certain experiences on the way to adulthood; it was the differences due to our different cultures that both of us found amusing and entertaining. As we talked, we shifted positions a few times, and I was lying on my back with Jyota on her side with her head resting on my shoulder when I felt her reach down and softly grasp my penis. I had an arm around her, and was softly caressing her back and side with my hand; I patted her on the butt before asking "Ready to continue, are you?"
She tilted her head back to smile at me before she answered "Quite ready, if you're up to it."
I couldn't help grinning as I answered "As you can tell, I'm not 'up to it' at the moment, but I expect that's a problem easily corrected."
She laughed at my bawdy pun, and said "Yes, I think that's something I can take care of for you" – then laughed again when I said "I was hoping you could…"
When she sat up in preparation for reversing her position, I told her "Of course, I'd be delighted to return the favor."