“Needless to say,” I continued, “the quarterback didn’t get a second chance to get into the game.”
When she stopped laughing, she said, “Ok, how about Jeff Danzinger?”
I stared at her in shock. “Jeff?”
She stared back. “I knew it! See? I can’t swing a fucking dead cat in this town without hitting someone I’m sexually linked to.”
“You and Jeff?” I asked.
“Yeah. We dated for three months.”
“Same here,” I said.
“Yeah, that’s about the limit with Jeff. That’s when his little fetish gets to be too much.”
I laughed. “I know exactly what you’re talking about.”
She was on a roll now. “It started off ok. I mean, we’re fucking, you know, doggy style, and his fingers start to wander. And I’m ok with that. A little ass play is fun. Hell, I even tease Tony’s pucker when I’m giving him head, and he likes it.”
I laughed.
“So I was ok with Jeff at first. But the next time we’re in that position, his fingers are going wild back there, probing me like I was a captured human specimen on a fucking UFO. I was like, hey buddy, give it a break. Unlike my pussy, I have to use that for other things.”
I was laughing hard, trying to catch my breath.
“So he backed off. Then the next time, he’s licking my pussy, you know, up and down, up and down, all the way from the top to the bottom, nice long licks. I was enjoying myself until I noticed his tongue would wander south of the border now and then. Lick-lick-lick, and then a little swirl down over my asshole. I’m like, fine, go ahead if that’s your thing. It feels weird, but not too bad. Just don’t plan on kissing me when you’re done.”
My sides were hurting from laughing so much.
“And then it’s lick-swirl-lick, then lick-swirl-swirl, and then he dropped all pretenses of being interested in my vagina, and went to town like he’d given up chocolate for lent and it was finally Easter morning. He was actually fucking my ass with his tongue. Which, to be honest, wasn’t that bad, and I managed to come by diddling myself while he was busy down there.”
“But of course, he wasn’t happy with just that, and he wanted to put his dick in next. And as you well know, he’s not a small guy, and as you can see, I’m a petite lady. I’m not good at math, but that addition wasn’t adding up to be a pleasurable experience. He tried talking me into it, and when I said no, it seemed like it was all he could think about. I finally had to end it to spare my sanity.”
I was finally able to catch my breath, and I nodded. “It was all the same with me, even the tongue fucking.”
She grinned. “Did he go nuts when you didn’t let him ass fuck you?”
I blushed and she looked surprised. “You let him?”
I gave her an embarrassed shrug. “I was curious.”
“And?”
“A little painful at first, but not too bad.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Not something I want to do all the time, but yeah.”
“You’re a better woman than me. So why’d you break it off?”
I blushed again. “Well, his obsession didn’t end with ass fucking.”
She looked confused. “I’m not following. What comes after that?”
“Well, with Jeff, what comes after that is him asking me if he could watch.”
Her brow furrowed. “Watch? Watch what?”
I could feel the blush heating my cheeks. “Me.”
“You?”
“Yeah, he wanted to watch me take a shit.”
Her eyes went wide. “No fucking way!”
“And it gets worse.”
“How could it fucking possibly get worse?”
“He wanted me to do it while we were sixty-nining — with me on top.”
She stared at me without speaking. Then she said, “If you tell me you said yes, I’m leaving. Even if I have to fucking walk home.”
I laughed hard again. “Of course not. That was the reason I broke it off.”
She relaxed. “Oh thank god.”
“But,” I added, “after we broke up, he dated Marilyn West for six months.” I grinned.
“Oh shit. Now I have to think about what that cow did with him. Thanks a lot.”
We were laughing hard when the boys rejoined us.
“What’s so funny?” Joey asked, sitting beside me and looking delicious as he dripped onto the deck.
“We’re just swapping girl stories,” I replied, leaning into him.
He kissed me, and our tongues touched briefly. He said, “You’re not sharing any of our secrets, are you?”
“Of course,” I replied with a grin. “That’s what we girls do.”
We kissed again, and his tongue explored my mouth. I sucked on it softly, capturing it between my teeth. I could feel the sexual tension of the day settling into my crotch, causing a tightening sensation, accompanied by a slipperiness.
We separated, and noticed that Tony and Gwen were staring at us.
“Get a room,” Tony said with a grin.
“Now that sounds like a good idea,” I said, tightening my arms around Joey’s shoulders. “I happen to have one of those nearby.” I was horny as hell.
Joey leaned in and we kissed again. I didn’t care if Tony and Gwen were watching. Our tongues intertwined, and he nibbled on my lip.
I pulled back and said, “Joey, you want to see the new swimsuit I bought?”
He grinned. “Sure.”
“Follow me.” I took his hand and led him towards the changing room. “You two be good now,” I said to my other guests.
“Have fun,” Gwen said.
Chapter 9
As soon as we got inside the changing room, I turned on Joey and kissed him hard, my arms around his shoulders as I pulled him down to me. Our tongues danced and I had flashbacks of his backseat.
“Mmm, baby,” he said, “you’re hotter than ever.”
“I need you.”
“I can tell.” He reached down and slipped his hand in the side of my bikini bottoms, and dragged his finger through my slit, feeling my wetness. I groaned as I held him.
His finger made a few laps around my clit before sliding back out. His eyes locked on mine as he sucked the finger into his mouth.
“You taste as good as ever, babe.”
I took his hand and pulled his finger from his mouth, and brought it to my lips. My tongue flicked out against his rough skin, and I tasted a faint trace of myself.
“That’s so fucking sexy,” he breathed.
My hand moved down and I cupped the front of his swimsuit. He was half hard and bulging out the front. I squeezed, and felt his cock twitch. I watched his eyes as the pleasure I was causing flickered subtly across his face. He was never one to show a lot of emotion during sex, but if you knew him and watched closely, you could see it.
I dropped to my knees and kissed his cock through the still-wet material. He sighed softly. I followed the bulge with my lips, kissing along his length until I reached the swollen head. Opening my mouth, I gripped it with my lips through the cloth. Sucking, I could taste the chlorinated water with him mixed in.
His hands moved to the side of my head, and gripped me lightly, his fingertips gently massaging my scalp.
I couldn’t wait any longer, and reached up and pulled his suit down over his hips, to his mid thighs. His familiar cock sprang out, arching out and up, still with a bit of a droop as he had yet to reach full hardness. I was about to take care of that.
Not wasting any time, I opened my mouth wide and took him inside, only the head at first as I swirled my tongue around it. It twitched and swelled, the head becoming smoother as it pulsed with blood. My lips locked around the sensitive ridge, as my tongue danced in happy undulations over the tip. Pushing my head forward, I began taking him deeper.
He groaned softly as my lips tightened around him and began to slide down his shaft. His dick swelled to full hardness, now arching slightly upward, as it reached for the back of my throat. My tongue played a tune on the veined underside as it slid past, my mouth opening wider to take him deep.
His hands were tightening on my hair, twitching from the pleasure I was giving him. I knew he liked to control it at the end, and I was looking forward to when his hands gripped me hard and held me in place as he fucked my mouth to put himself over the edge. That was what I had tried to explain to Gwen — the two sides of Joey. He could be gentle like he was now, but he also could inflict pain — the good kind of pain — just when you needed it.