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Diary of my affairs. Chapter 13. Fucking another guy. Part 1. The Double Blowjob
It had been quite a while since I’d last seen Ernie, my old supervisor. I’d only gotten a few jokes from him by email lately. They were all from his private email address that he keeps from his wife since he said she'd been the suspicious and jealous type ever since they met. During one of our past parking lot meetings he brought that up and I asked what made her suspicious. When he replied he said, ‘Honestly I don’t have a clue. I never cheated on her in the thirty years we’ve been married until you came along.’ When I asked why he decided to cheat with me he just said that he wasn’t getting any sex at home and when he did she always kept it short. A little over fourteen months since the first time I gave Ernie a blow job I got a phone call from him on a Wednesday. His wife had just left to go to a baby shower, and he wanted to know if I could meet him at work in the parking lot as soon as possible. Looking at my watch I told him I’d be there in about 15 minutes. It was going on six in the afternoon, and Wayne had already left to go to the track with his friends, so being in a hurry I figured I’d let him know I went to see Ernie when he got home. I was wearing a pair of jeans, not that it mattered because I was on my period, but I took off my bra and rushed out the door knowing that, at most, I’d probably only be giving Ernie another blow job. When I got there Ernie got in my car and asked, “Are you wearing a bra or panties?” “You can find out for yourself if I’m wearing a bra, ” I said before going on to explain why I was wearing jeans and panties. “Just our luck, ” he replied. “I was thinking we could go to a hotel.” “I’d like to, but I don’t even fuck Wayne when I’m on my period.” “Well, I was hoping to pay you back by getting you off a few times. There’s a local park nearby I know of with a nice remote hidden spot. We can probably park there and not draw much attention if it’s ok with you.” We switched places to let him drive since he knew the way and I played with his crotch knowing I’d probably just end up blowing him when we got there. It was about sixty degrees as he pulled in and parked in an area just off a gravel road seeing only a couple of joggers while we were there. He played with my tits for a while before sucking them from time to time while I unzipped his pants pulling out his already hard dick to play with it. “All I was thinking about while I was waiting on you was to get you off a few times since I didn’t the last time you blew me and then I wanted to fuck you.” “What were you planning on doing to get me off, ” I asked in a teasing way? “Well for one thing I was going to plant my face between those long legs of yours until I got you off a few times. Then I was hoping to take you up on your anal offer.” Still using a sexy voice I asked, “You don’t want to fuck my pussy?” “I want that too, but to be honest since we don’t have all day, what I wanted most was to bend you over and drill your ass.” Still playing with his dick while he felt my tits I just got hornier and scooted away to lean into his lap and said, “Keep your eyes out for anyone coming.” I guess out of feeling guilty because once again he wouldn’t be getting me off he said, “Just playing with me is enough.” Licking my lips I teasingly asked, “Don’t you want to feel my lips around your dick?” “Well if you put it that way I'd love to cum all over your tongue, ” he replied leaning back! Giving his dick one final hard squeeze, I leaned over taking him in my mouth while he started telling me things he’d like to do to me. Figuring we had a lot more time than the previous times we met I gave him one of my make love to a dick, long lasting blow jobs by doing a lot of licking and sucked him as seductively as I could. He kept rambling on about what he’d like to do to me with some of it about him ass fucking me. Once he told me he was close to cumming I quit licking and started sliding my lips up and down his dick as fast as I could excited that I was about to get him off. “Here it comes, ” he said almost groaning. Swirling my tongue around like a licking their favorite candy, I felt the first stream of his cum splatter in my mouth seconds later as he jerked upwards trying to shove it in further. From my two past experiences of him cumming in my mouth I knew two things. First, Ernie shot a thicker load and a lot more cum than Wayne, so I kept my mouth about halfway on his dick as he kept jerking around while cumming like a fire hose. Secondly, Ernie was like Wayne. By that, I mean he was a shooter and not a dribbler! Almost every time Wayne ever shot in my pussy or ass I felt at least the first few streams of cum shooting inside me. To give you a for instance, one time I agreed to give up anal to Wayne only if he’d pull out before he got off. We were doing it missionary style, and when he pulled out the first shot flew over my stomach and tits hitting the right side of my face and hair. Continuing to suck the life out of Ernie he kept blasting away until he was done and I rose up about an inch off his dick to swallow another of his massive loads. Then just like the first two times I blew him I asked, “How was that?” Taking him back in my mouth before he could even answer he asked, “Do you want some more?” “Mmm hum, ” I answered with his dick in my mouth. “You have no idea how good that feels. It feels like sweet torture, ” he replied. “I can’t remember the last time I got sucked off back to back.” He never said one word about any joggers, and for all I knew someone could have been standing looking in the window watching, but I seriously don’t think he would do that. I did more sucking than licking the second time and would end up doing exactly what Wayne asked me to do the first time I blew Ernie. He wanted me to blow him, swallow, ask how it was and go back and do it a second time. It probably took a little over ten minutes before he erupted the second time, but with noticeably less cum that time. Gulping down another load of his, I sat up and Ernie asked, “Is it really ok with your husband to see me?” Knowing he probably didn’t really care I opened my mouth showing him his cum and swallowed before saying, “Yes, he knows about every time we’ve met except for today.” “Are you going to tell him about today?” “I was planning on it.” “What does he have to say about it?” “He gets turned on when I tell him what we did and then we have sex for hours.” “What about you?” “It turns me on too. He’ll have me suck him and start asking questions and want me to bite him if the answer is yes.” “Are there any other guys he let you blow?” “No, ” I said. “The whole thing started as a joke between us after he found out you wouldn't let me repay you for all the times you loaned me lunch money. The more we talked about it the more serious it got.” (For those who didn’t read it already, I explained all that in chapter 10 part 1.) “So it’s ok with him if I fuck you too?” “Yes, it seems to be a fetish of his, ” I answered. “Well I might be able to make that fetish come true. My wife is talking about leaving some week to go visit her mother in Illinois. If it happens I probably won’t be going along, and hopefully you won’t be on your period again.” “Just let me know, ” I replied. “How much time do you think he’ll give you?” “All day if I want.” Ernie liked hearing that saying, “Great. I’ll do whatever you want as long as I get to try out your ass before we’re done. The last time I got anal from my wife was about five years ago.” his time may be starting to run out Ernie drove back to work to get his car and on my way home I stopped to get something to drink to wash away the taste of his cum in my mouth. I was hoping Wayne would come home early, but he didn’t get there until around eleven with me laying on the couch waiting when he came in. I got up and went straight to him giving him a kiss before dropping to my knees to unzip his pants and pulled out his dick to suck him. Being so horny I wasn’t giving him one of my make love to a dick blow jobs. I was sucking him like I was in a contest and the first one to get him to cum would win the lottery. Wayne knew something was going on because in all our years together I was never that straight forward about wanting to suck him. He was usually the one who would initiate us having sex. Since he always sleeps naked he’d asked me many times to wake him up with a blow job any time of the day or night but I’d only done it once. “Bite if this means you saw Ernie, ” Wayne said figuring it out right away, so I bit him lightly. “Bite if you fucked him, ” so I kept sucking. “I didn’t think so since you’re on your period. Bite if you sucked him, ” and I bit. “Bite if he got off.” I bit. “Bite if you swallowed.” I bit. “Bite if you kept sucking.” I bit. “Bite for every load you swallowed.” I bit twice and proceeded to suck him off with him asking a few other questions. Standing up I opened my mouth showing him his cum and smiled when I swallowed it just like I did with Ernie and immediately he wanted to go upstairs so I could suck him off a second time too. He stripped before laying on his back raising his head every now and then to watch me, but since he just got off I was fighting an uphill battle. After about fifteen minutes or so my jaw started to hurt, so I backed off just licking him. I ended up giving him one of my make love to a dick blow jobs instead. Keeping eye contact with him as much as possible it took another ten minutes before he finally said he was going to cum. Gobbling him up I gave the underside of his dick a good tongue lashing with him looking me in the eye as his first stream of cum shot in my mouth. His head then quickly fell back on the pillow as he shot off the rest of his load while jerking around under me until he was done. He’s told me many times that he wants to look me in the eye when he cums in my mouth, but he hardly ever makes it past a squirt or two. In swallowing his cum, it was a new record for me being my fourth for the day. Three was my previous record which happened the first time I blew Ernie. I blew Wayne before and after Ernie and explained all that in chapter 10. “He wanted to take me to a hotel for a quickie, but I’m on my period.” “So you still want to fuck him?” “Yes, ” I replied. “Well there’s a few things I’d like for you to do first.” “Like what, ” I asked? “First I want to watch you get on the computer and email him the picture of you bent over the pool table holding your ass apart. Put some kind of message with it to provoke him.” Knowing I shouldn’t have to worry about Ernie’s wife opening his other email account I sent it with a message that only said, ‘This could be yours.’ Meanwhile Wayne kept thinking of other things he wanted me to do. “Since you don’t give up your ass very often anytime you fuck him, or any other guy for that matter, I get to your ass when you come home weather you get ass fucked or not.” He’d already mentioned that to me before, so I didn’t bother objecting and still thinking of more, a minute later he said, “Since you’ll probably be fucking him in a hotel room and you already told him he can try anal, tell him to wait in the room while you go to the bathroom to change. When you walk past the bed drop the tube of anal ease along with the other lube on the bed to give him something to think about while you’re changing into something sexy.” Seeing how Ernie already saw the anal ease and lube in the bag I took with me the very first time I blew him along with asking about anal I didn’t object to that either, but I did ask, “Is that all?” “If he asks for anal put your hands on your ass and spread it as wide as you can and tell him to take a picture of you doing it. While I’m thinking of it get him to take some pictures of you posing including some sucking him and him fucking you especially in the ass. Just make sure to call me when you arrive at the hotel and call me back when you’re leaving.” Having already seen Ernie’s dick a few times I knew it shouldn’t hurt any more than Wayne ass fucking me. I also knew from talking to Ernie the night of the first blow job after he saw my camera in the bag he’d already asked if he could take some pictures of me. Just the thought of Ernie fucking my pussy turned me on big time, and if it meant giving up my ass to get him to fuck my pussy I was ready to bend over and tell him to have at it, but I wasn’t about to mention that to Wayne. To my surprise a few weeks later I got an email from Ernie saying he was browsing a sex site when he saw the same picture I emailed him of me spreading my ass apart while bending over the pool table. He went on to add that out of curiosity he bought a cheap membership so he could open the profile and saw some of the other pictures he looked at while I blew him the first time. It caught me off guard, and finding out it was the main picture on our couple profile I didn’t know how to reply. After thinking about it for a while, I replied saying I agreed to let Wayne put some pictures of me on there as long as none had my face. However, the truth was I lost a bet to Wayne and agreed that if I lost I’d let him put them on there. Since Ernie now knew about it, I let him know about my own profile telling him there were more pictures on it including face pictures for people who lived far away. Figuring I’d let a lot of strangers see my albums with my face pictures in them I asked for his handle to send him an invite. Wayne didn’t even know I had my own profile until after the Al debacle from chapter 12, let alone that I had an album with face pictures in them, but he approved. After getting so close to my first MMF with Al only for him to fuck it up, Wayne wanted even more to watch me in action with another guy. Of course he kept asking me to email or talk to Ernie about joining us even though I reminded him that Ernie told me he wasn’t into being naked with another guy around. Wayne was still upset that he was so close to watching me get fucked by Al and how all Al had to do was stay with the plan we agreed on, and it would’ve already happened. He got so hard up wanting to watch me fucking another guy that he made a local hotel reservation anyway and had me email Ernie that if he wanted to join us where we’d be. I don’t have the date of the reservation because Wayne somehow forgot to put it in the sex diary he kept of our affairs, and didn’t use our credit card so I can’t look it up. All I’m sure of is that it was after the day I blew Ernie twice. Wayne figured two weeks would be enough time for Ernie to find an excuse to get away from his wife and when the day came we spent the night there, but Ernie never showed. Just over a month after the day I sucked Ernie off twice, he sent me an email that said he showed up at the hotel, but never got the guts to get out of his car and knock. So, so much for that MMF, but I thought just by the fact that he said he showed up maybe he’d change his mind someday. He also mentioned again that his wife was still planning on visiting her mother and would keep me informed. Actually calling my cell for the first time in quite a while, it was on a Tuesday a few weeks later when he said his wife was leaving the coming weekend and wanted to know if I could get away and meet him at a hotel. “It shouldn’t be a problem. Call me back in a few minutes or I’ll send you an email and let you know, ” I said followed by other small talk. Actually I wanted to check with Wayne first in case we had any plans for the coming weekend that I forgot about, but I was sure Wayne would cancel them if there were any! Continued in part 2. Thanks for reading, Mary |
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