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THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COIN
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"Oh baby, that was really great," Jordan Carter said as the nude
brunette that had just ridden him to orgasm slid off his cock and
dropped down next to him on the bed.
Heather White smiled as she snuggled against her lover. She agreed with
him, but really didn't feel the need to actually say so.
Heather and Jordan had been a couple for almost two years. In that time,
their sex life had become increasingly adventurous. From oral sex in
public places to the introduction of toys into their sexplay.
Heather White was twenty-two years old and worked at a real estate
office that her father owned. Five foot five with short dark brown hair
that matched her eyes; she had a slim body that perfectly matched her
small breasts.
Jordan Carter was two years older and a half-foot taller, with gray eyes
and black hair. An account manager at a local bank, he had met Heather
through his older sister, Connie, who also worked at the real estate
office. She and Heather were best friends and the older girl was sure
the two of them would hit it off.
And hit it off they had, both in and out of bed. Neither of them was
looking to settle down at this point in their lives. Just to enjoy life
and have some fun. It was a relationship that worked for both of them.
Laying naked in bed, the two of them picked up on a conversation that
had been going on for over two weeks now. As good as their sex life was,
it was beginning to become routine once more. Perhaps it was time, they
said to each other, to spice it up once more.
At the top of the list of possible spices, had been the idea of adding a
third party to their lovemaking. A suggestion Jordan had brought up more
that a few times in their relationship, only to be rebuffed by Heather. Recently, the idea had returned with a vengeance since Heather confessed
that back in high school she'd once done it with one of her girlfriends.
"It's not like it's something that you haven't done before," Jordan said
as they debated the issue.
"I'm really beginning to regret ever telling you about me and Lisa,"
Heather replied, "you don't seem to be able to think about anything else."
"That's because it's such a hot idea," he said. "Just the image of you
and another girl makes me so..."
"That's another thing," Heather cut him off. "Say we do decide to have a
menage a trois. Who said it had to be with another girl?"
"What else would it be?"
"Well," the short haired brunette said as she rolled over and got up out
of bed. "Did you ever consider the idea that maybe I mind want to get it
on with another guy?"
"Another guy?" Jordan said, the tone in his voice indicating that he'd
never considered the idea before.
"Yes, another guy," Heather repeated as she glanced into the image of
her lover reflected in the large bedroom mirror. "I've always wondered
what it would be like to have two cocks at once."
"I didn't think of that," he answered as the prospect of another man
fucking his girlfriend threw cold water on his desire for a three-way.
"Also, I think watching you play a little with another guy would be
really hot too," she unexpectedly added.
"Me," Jordan said in shock, "play with another guy?"
"Oh I don't mean you have to bend over and let him do you or anything
like that," Heather said with a mischievous grin, remembering the few
occasions when she'd let him fuck her ass, "but I think I'd come just
from watching you blow another guy."
Jordan was totally speechless. Never in his life had he ever considered
such a thing.
"Oh I see," Heather said in a strong tone with just a touch of anger.
"Its okay for me to be with another woman and suck her pussy, but not
for you to do anything with a guy."
"Heather, baby," he said, realizing that he was in a little trouble
here, "you just took me by surprise here, that's all."
"So if I do say we'll have a threesome, then you'll consider the idea of
having it with another man." she said as she climbed back on the bed.
"I don't know," Jordan said, trying to think of a way out of it.
"Then I guess we should just forget the whole idea," Heather said as she
picked her bra and panties off the floor and began to put them back on. Normally, she would take a quick shower first, possibly sharing it with
her lover. Right now, she just wanted to get dressed and leave.
"No, wait a minute," Jordan said as he also got out of bed. "We just
need to talk about it some more."
"What's there to talk about?" Heather said as she adjusted her bra. "We
either do it or we don't."
"How about we try it first with another girl, then if that goes okay
we'll try it later with a guy?" Jordan suggested, trying to keep the possibility of his fantasy alive.
"Or we could just as easily do it with another guy first, then a girl,"
she proposed.
Jordan watched Heather finish dressing as he tried to think of a third possibility. To buy time, he decided to ask a few questions while he
thought.
"If we did do this, who would we ask to be the third?"
"Well, my first choice for a girl would be Connie," Heather answered,
"but with you involved that wouldn't work. After all, she's your sister.
I'd have to think about it a little, but I'm sure I could come up with
someone. Do you think one of your buddies would be interested if we went
with a guy?"
Jordan knew that most of his friends would definitely be interested in a
chance to fuck Heather. But even if he went along with that, there was
no way he was going to play with one of them as Heather said she expected.
"Maybe it should be with a stranger," Jordan finally said, "someone that
we wouldn't have to see all the time afterwards."
"Well I wouldn't have a problem with that," she said as she finished
dressing, "but if you do, then a stranger would be fine. I've seen
plenty of ads online for people looking for a third."
"Okay," Jordan agreed.
"Then we just have to decide which it's going to be," Heather concluded.
"We don't have to do this right now," the dark-haired man said as he put
on his underwear.
"Why not."
"Well we should talk about it some more and..."
"No," Heather interrupted. "No more talk. Either we do it or we don't."
"But we haven't decided on which way we're..."
"Then we'll cut cards or roll a dice or..."
"... or toss a coin," Jordan finished her sentence.
"Or toss a coin," Heather repeated. "Whichever, but we're going to
decide it right now."
Jordan knew she was quite serious about it. When the urge was upon her,
as she liked to describe it, there was no arguing with her. Once she got
an idea into her head, like the time she stuck her head under the
blanket when they were taking the redeye flight back from New York and
sucked him off, her hormones took over.
"Okay, we'll toss a coin then," he finally conceded.
"Whoever wins, we do it, agreed," Heather insisted. "No backing out if
it doesn't come up the way you want."
"Agreed," Jordan said, "but let me get my grandfather's twenty dollar
gold coin to toss. It's my good luck piece."
Heather agreed as Jordan rummaged through his top drawer for the coin.
For something that was supposed to be so important to him, he didn't
seem to keep in a very safe place. Tired of waiting, she was about to
say that any coin would do when he came up with the heirloom.
"Heads it's a girl," he said as he stepped back to Heather and began to
toss it into the air, "tails a guy."
"Alright," Heather agreed as she watched the bright coin spin in the
air, then fall to the ground right by their feet.
"What is it?" Jordan said, his voice reflecting his nervousness.
"Looks like you win," Heather said with a shrug of her shoulders. "It's
heads."
Jordan resisted the urge to jump for joy. Instead he just smiled as he
bent down to retrieve his grandfather's coin. Now that the issue had
been decided, he regretted his suggestion that they pick a stranger.
Heather had some really hot girlfriends, any one of which he'd love to fuck.
The thought of her girlfriends and her statement that if she hadn't been
his sister, that Connie would've been her first choice got him to
thinking. Seeing that she had admitted to once being with one of her girlfriends, could she and Connie ever have...?
Heather interrupted his train of thought and the image that accompanied
it as she congratulated him once more. As she kissed him, she grabbed
his cock and gave it a playful tug. It surprised her that it was again semi-hard.
"Guess you're already turned on by the idea, lover," she smiled as she
broke their kiss. "I'll have to find a real hottie for you."
"You're not mad you lost?" he asked.
"Why would I be mad?" she lied badly. "I could just have easily have
won. Either way, we're both going to have fun."
"Yeah, you're right," Jordan grinned.
"I'll use the computer at work to look up some ads tomorrow and see what
we can find," she said as she kissed him one last time at the door. "If
we're lucky, maybe we can set something up for next weekend."
"That would be great," Jordan said as he watched her board the elevator
before closing his apartment door.
Stepping back into his bedroom, Jordan again tossed his lucky coin, this
time, catching it in mid-air. He laughed as he looked down into his outstretched palm. The twenty-dollar piece had come up heads once again.
It was a slow afternoon at the real estate office the next day, leaving
Heather plenty of time to surf the web. It was a pity that she wasn't
looking for a man to join in their fun, she thought, there was no lack
of postings from men. Some didn't look bad at all. One even had a photo
of a cock the size of which she hadn't ever seen outside of a porn film.
Maybe next time, she told herself.
Even with the uneven ratio of male to female postings, she still managed
to find four women that looked pretty promising. One was from an older
woman in her forties who was divorced. Heather wasn't sure how Jordan
would react to someone that age, but Heather thought she was quite
attractive and had sometimes wondered what it would be like with an
older woman.
Another fantasy led her to print out an ad from a black woman closer to
her age. Even dressed conservatively, Heather could see a bust that
would definitely catch Jordan's interest.
The third was a woman that matched Heather in size and coloring. There
was nothing special about her ad, but she was cute enough to be worth an e-mail.
The last was a very attractive oriental girl a few years younger than
Heather. More than once, Jordan had showed a strong interest in Asian
women and even Heather had to say she found the girl very exotic.
"Looks like it'll be one of these," Heather said out loud as she laid
the four printouts on her desk and visualized herself making love to
each of the women.
Heather was so engrossed in the four pictures and the letter she was
trying to compose, she didn't realize that someone else had come into
the office.
"Feel like lunch?" Connie asked as she walked up to Heather's desk.
"Oh, hi Con," the brunette said as she looked up from the desk, covering
the printouts as she did. "I think I'll pass on lunch, I have some
things to get done."
"What kind of things?" a curious Connie asked when she noticed her
friend cover up the papers on her desk.
"Oh nothing important, just some things."
"Okay, suit yourself then," Connie said as she suddenly reached down and grabbed the covered papers.
"Connie!" Heather yelled.
"Oh my, this is interesting," the older woman said as she looked at each
one.
Connie Ann Carter was three years, two inches and almost two cup sizes
bigger than Heather. They had been the closest of friends since Heather
began working for her father while still in high school. Still, it was a
great shock to the curly haired blond to find her friend searching the
Internet for a woman to sleep with.
"I am really disappointed in you, Heather," Connie said as she dropped
the papers back on the desk.
"Look, Connie, there's a reason that..."
"If you wanted to sleep with a woman, why didn't you just come to me,"
Connie said with a hurt look on her face. "You know that I love you and
would do it in a heartbeat."
"I love you too, Connie," Heather said, "but there's a good reason I
didn't ask you."
Unlike Heather, who had only one bisexual experience to her credit,
Connie had been having affairs with women for years. Something her
brother was totally ignorant of.
The younger woman had only discovered it herself a year ago when Connie
had taken Heather into her confidence after a nasty breakup with her
latest girlfriend. At the time, it would've been easy for the two women
to wind up in bed together as they both already had strong feelings for
the other.
It was only the fact that Heather was sleeping with Jordan that kept her
from Connie's bed. Sleeping with both siblings was something that she
just didn't think she could deal with.
"I'm not just looking for myself," Heather explained. "This is going to
be for me and Jordan."
"Hmmm," Connie said as she listened to what her friend had to say, "I
guess that would make it pretty awkward if you came to me."
That Heather and her brother were looking to engage in a menage a trois
didn't faze Connie a bit. There were few secrets between her and
Heather. She already knew just about every detail of their relationship.
"So I guess the only thing I can do is lend a hand," Connie said as she
finally smiled. "Let's see what you have so far." she added as she
looked at the letter on the screen.
As they worked on rewriting Heather's letter, Connie asked how they
decided to have a three-way with another woman. From previous late night
chats about sex, she knew her friend often fantasized about being with
two men at once.
"Actually, I did want to try it with another guy," Heather confessed,
"but as you could probably guess, Jordan wants to see me with another girl."
"Especially after you told him about you and Lisa," Connie added.
"Probably not the best idea I ever had," Heather admitted.
"When you told him you wanted to have another guy in bed with you, did
you tell him the rest of it?"
"Rest of it?" asked Heather.
"About wanting to see him and another guy getting it on," Connie explained.
"As a matter of fact, yes I did," said the younger brunette.
"I'd have given anything to see the look on my brother's face when you
told him you wanted to see him sucking off some other guy," Connie
laughed. "I bet he went through the roof."
"Actually, I didn't think he took it all that bad," Heather remarked.
"We're talking about my brother, right?" Connie said in disbelief.
"Yes, we're talking about your brother," Heather laughed, "he even
agreed to abide by a coin toss. If it had gone the other way, I'd be
looking for a guy to share our bed right now."
"Wait a minute here," Connie said, her eyes opening wide with a burst of understanding. "You said a coin toss?"
"Yes, heads we asked a woman to join us, tails we asked a man."
"This coin wouldn't happen to be our grandfather's twenty dollar gold
piece, would it?" Connie asked, already sure of the answer.
"Yes," Heather replied a little hesitantly, wondering what Connie was
getting at. "Why?"
"Well, all I can say is," the older woman began, "the next time he
offers to use that coin to settle an argument between the two of you,
I'd make sure that he winds up with tails."
"I don't understand," a confused Heather said.
"Because, my dear friend, as much as we both love him, my brother can be
a real prick at times," Connie said. "That coin wasn't my grandfather's,
it's not made of gold and it doesn't have a side that shows tails. No
matter which end comes up, it's always heads."
"That bastard!" Heather said in sudden anger.
"I take it you're not going to need to make plans for Friday night after
all," Connie said as she held up the four printouts and was about to rip
them up.
"No, I'm still going to make plans for Friday," Heather said after
thinking about it for a few moments. "There's no reason why I should
ruin my fun just because Jordan tried to put one over on me."
"You're going to let him get away with it?" a surprised Connie asked.
"I didn't say that, did I?" Heather said with what Connie knew to be a
familiar mischievous laugh. "I've got an idea."
Connie leaned close to hear what her friend had in mind. As Heather
shared her plan, a devious smile filled her face.
Jordan was ecstatic when Heather called him later that night and said
she'd made all the arrangements for their little adventure. As they'd previously discussed, she'd booked a room at the Holiday Inn out on
Route Six and they would meet their guest there in the bar. He was even
more amazed when she told him that she had set it up for the following
night. Not that he was complaining, mind you, he was just surprised that
she wanted to do it so soon.
"No time like the present," Heather said before hanging up. "Besides,
I'm looking forward to this as much as you are. Maybe even more."
Up until the time she said that, Jordan had begun to feel guilty about
having tricked his girlfriend and was actually thinking he should
confess the fact. Even if it meant that it blew his chance of ever
having his most desired fantasy come true.
Now, he put all such thoughts aside as he dropped back into his chair
and turned his attention back to the ballgame he'd been watching. It was
funny, he thought, how easily Heather changed her mind about picking a
girl instead of a guy. He guessed it really was like his buddy, Jack,
said. Every girl's got a little dyke in them, they just need a good
excuse to let it come out now and then.
Heather picked up Jordan at the bank as soon as his workday was over,
having Connie cover for her so she could leave early herself. Even with
the traffic, it only took a half hour to reach the Holiday Inn.
"You still didn't tell me what kind of girl you've set us up with,"
Jordan said as they turned into the parking lot.
"I wanted it to be a surprise," Heather smiled as she spotted an empty
parking spot near the door. "Trust me, I think she's everything you
could wish for."
"Of course I trust you," Jordan replied.
Those five simple words hit the twenty-four year old like a
sledgehammer. As much as he wanted what they'd planned to happen
tonight, his conscience finally overwhelmed his hormones.
"Heather," he said as he stopped halfway to the door of the hotel.
"Before we go in, there's something I have to tell you."
"Can't it wait until later?" Heather said. "I'm sure Eriko's already here."
"She's Japanese?" Jordan asked, the addition of another fantasy into the
mix adding to his moral struggle."
"Yes, and that's all I'm going to tell you until you meet her," the
brunette said as she took his arm and gave it a tug. "Now come on."
Jordan started to follow her lead, then stopped again.
"No wait," he insisted. "I really have to tell you this."
"Okay, go ahead," Heather relented as she stopped. "I cheated," he said.
"You cheated on me!" Heather said, her voice suddenly filled with
righteous anger.
"Oh God, no!" Jordan quickly corrected her. "Never!"
"Then what are you talking about?" she asked.
"The coin toss," he explained, "it wasn't fair. I used a two-headed
coin." "I know," Heather grinned knowingly, her false anger fading.
"You know?" he repeated in surprise.
"Oh course," Heather said. "You don't think that I could fall for an old
trick like that, do you?"
"Well, I err..." Jordan responded, trying to think of an answer that
wouldn't start a fight. "Then why did you go along with this?" he asked instead.
"Because it seemed so important to you," Heather laughed. "And because I
love you and want to see that you get what you deserve."
"I really am a lucky guy," he said as he kissed her.
"Honey, you don't know how lucky," Heather said as she started for the
door once more, "but you're about to find out."
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As they entered the bar, it was still mostly empty. The usual after work
crowd not yet having arrived. Their expected guest didn't seem to be
anywhere within sight either.
"Are we too early?" Jordan asked.
"No, we're right on time," Heather said as she glanced at her watch.
"I'm sure she'll he here any minute."
"I hope she didn't have to cancel or anything like that," Jordan said,
worrying that if it didn't happen tonight, it might not happen at all.
"I talked to her this afternoon, just to be sure," Heather said as she
sat down on a barstool and ordered for both of them. "So stop worrying."
"If you say so."
"I do, and..." Heather started to say as she took a taste of her drink
then stopped as she spotted a new figure coming through the entrance to
the bar, "... and here she is now."
The account manager's head turned in the direction Heather indicated,
nearly dropping his beer in the process. There were a few people
entering the bar at the moment, but even in a small crowd there was no
missing Eriko.
The Asian woman was an inch shorter than Heather, with jet-black hair
tied up in a bun. She was wearing a red business suit and skirt much
like the one Heather had on, except the brunette's was black. The white
blouse Eriko wore under her jacket was tight enough to give a
tantalizing outline of her medium size breasts.
Like so many Asian women, it was hard to tell her age by her facial
features. If Heather hadn't told him that she was twenty-one, he
would've been hard pressed to believe she was even eighteen.
"You are Heather?" she asked in a soft voice as she walked right up to them.
"Yes, and this is Jordan," Heather smiled.
"You both look just as you described on the phone," Eriko smiled back.
"And you are even more beautiful than your picture online, Eriko,"
Heather said.
"Would you like a drink?" Jordan asked, partly to be courteous and
partly to remind the two of them that he was there.
"Yes, a white wine would be nice," Eriko replied.
Jordan was hard pressed to even take his eyes off the young woman for
the short time it took to order her drink. Despite the fact that his
lover was standing only a few feet away, all he could think about at
this moment was having his cock in-between those deep red lips. An image
only eclipsed by that of the even more inviting receptacle that he
imagined between her legs.
"Jordan," Heather said softly as she realized he was staring.
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said as he realized it too.
"That's alright," Eriko said as the bartender delivered her wine. "It
doesn't bother me. In fact, I like it."
"Would you like to get a table and talk a while?" Heather asked, "Get to
know each other better."
"I don't think we need to do that," she answered, conscious once more of Jordan's eyes riveted on her. "I think we covered everything on the
phone. What I would like to do, if it's okay with you, is to dance with
your boyfriend. We haven't talked yet and I do love to dance. It's such
a wonderful way to get to know someone."
"Be my guest," Heather said as she motioned toward Jordan. "After all,
that's what we're here for. To get to know each other a little better."
Before Jordan could add anything, Eriko had wrapped her arm around his
and led him out onto the sparsely filled dance floor.
"You dance very well," she said as he held her in his arms.
"As do you," he added as they moved across the floor.
"It's easy when you are being held by such a handsome man," she replied.
"So handsome and powerful."
As if to underscore the last of her words, the black-haired woman
dropped her hand between Jordan's legs and brushed against his cock. A
cock already so erect that he was afraid that even that simple touch
would be enough to make him come.
"Powerful indeed," she whispered in his ear, kissing it while she let
her hand move away from his manhood before anyone else might notice and
pressed her cloth covered breasts against his chest.
Jordan sighed heavily. Not even Heather had ever groped him, however
briefly, in public like that.
Eriko ran her fingers down across his cheek, taking hold of his collar
and pulling his lips to hers. Forcefully she pressed her tongue into his
mouth, finding his counterpart and caressing it gently. Out of the
corner of his eye, Jordan could see Heather watching them intently.
"Heather is also very beautiful," Eriko said as she followed his gaze,
"I look forward to exploring her body as well." The sudden image of
Heather and the younger woman, naked and intertwined flooded his mind.
If she were to touch his cock a second time right now, there was no
doubt that he would soil his underwear.
Feeling the heat as their bodies pressed together, Eriko ended their
dance and headed back to the barstool where they'd left Heather. She
stepped up to within a few inches of her and gently ran her fingers up
and down one of the taller girl's exposed arms.
"You said you would have a room?" Eriko asked.
"Yes, we do." Heather answered, I picked up the key this afternoon to
save time.
Then shall we go where we'll have more privacy?" Eriko asked.
"Of course," Heather replied as the two women turned and walked away
from the bar, heading for the nearby elevators.
It took Jordan a long second to follow. Watching the sway of their asses
as they walked, he could already imagine what the both of them looked
naked. One that he knew so well, the other he was about to. Quickly he
caught up and followed them into the elevator.
The elevator doors had barely shut when Eriko took Heather in her arms
and kissed her fiercely. Jordan watched enthralled as they traded
tongues and their hands pressed against each other's bodies. It was
hotter than he had imagined and he hoped the doors didn't open
unexpectedly on a lower level or there wasn't some straight-laced
puritan waiting on their floor.
Thankfully the hall was empty when the doors opened on the sixth floor
and their room was right off the elevator. Heather had given him the key
when they first reached the hotel and he moved quickly to unlock the
door. A good thing too, he thought, because the way the two women were
going at it, they seemed quite content to do it right there in the hall.
The door closed behind them as Heather paused just long enough to tell
Jordan to make himself comfortable. Then she turned her full attention
back to Eriko. Both of their jackets had already been tossed to a nearby
chair and they were already working on the buttons of each other's blouse.
Even faster, Jordan stripped off his own jacket, tie and shirt. All the
while never taking his eyes from the riveting exhibition before him. By
the time he'd gotten to his t-shirt, both women were topless.
Since he'd seen Heather's breasts uncounted times, Jordan's attention
were focused on Eriko's. Fuller and more rounded than his girlfriend's,
they had small, dark brown nipples. Nipples which vanished a moment
later as Heather's lips closed around them.
The young Asian moaned in delight as Heather's lips and nimble tongue
played with her flesh, her hands massaging both mounds as well. Eriko
grabbed the back of Heather's head and pressed it between the fold of
her breasts, much to the older girl's enjoyment.
Jordan was now down to his shorts and they quickly joined the pile of
clothes at his feet. His hand took hold of his very erect cock as he sat
down on the second chair and began to ever so slowly pump it. Every
fiber of his being cried out to join the two women, who were now down to
their panties, but knowing Heather, he knew that when she wanted him to
do so, she would let him know.
Eriko was now showing Heather's breasts the same attention that the
brunette had just shown to hers, with equal results. The Asian woman
also slid her hands down Heather's body and into her panties, exploring
the delights hidden there was well.
"Oh baby, yes!' Heather cried out as she felt Eriko's finger slide into her.
Still moving her fingers in and out, Eriko used her other hand to pull Heather's panties down and off. Her mouth moved slowly down the older
woman's body, kissing and licking its way until it joined her fingers in
their manipulations of Heather's sex.
Eriko eased Heather back and then onto the closest of the room's two
beds, spreading her out on her back. Removing her fingers from within
her, Eriko pressed just as deeply with her tongue, massaging Heather's
already excited clit.
"Oh God, yes!" Heather called out.
Finally, she motioned for Jordan to join them, but to his slight disappointment, she indicated that he should climb up on the bed with
her. When he did so, she took hold of his cock and guided it to her
mouth, taking it deep within.
The wonderful sensations Eriko was producing deep between Heather's legs traveled up the length of her body and were passed along to Jordan
through the actions of her mouth and tongue. Even though Jordan would at
the moment rather it were Eriko's lips wrapped around his cock,
Heather's weren't a bad second prize.
The two-way oral fest continued for a while longer and Jordan was about
to suggest they make it three way with his head between Eriko's legs
when Heather unexpectedly made a different suggestion.
"Why don't you and Eriko play a while and I'll just watch," she said.
Jordan definitely liked her suggestion better and didn't object in the
least as Heather let his cock fall out of her mouth and climbed off the
bed. Eriko, for her part, took the switch in stride as she climbed on
the bed and traded Heather's clit for Jordan's cock.
Heather moved to the chair Jordan had just vacated, playing with herself
as she watched the Asian girl go down on her boyfriend. Heather had one
hand between her legs, manipulating her clit as the other stroked her
nipples. She felt much the same rush as Jordan did, watching her lover
serviced by someone else.
Jordan, meanwhile, was getting what had to undeniably classify as the
best blowjob of his life. If he had to rate Heather's cocksucking
skills, which he always considered considerable, he'd put her as an
eight on a one to ten scale. Eriko, however, was a perfect ten, if not more.
Her mouth and hands seemed to be everywhere at once, from the base of
his balls to the crown of his cock. Sucking, licking, caressing his
manhood like no one had ever done before. Up until this moment, he'd
held the blowjob given to him by one of Connie's friends as the standard against all others were judged. There was now no question that the title
had just been passed.
Faster and faster Eriko's head moved up and down, taking his entire
seven inches whole each time. If there was such a thing as a natural
sword swallower, she was it. With each repetition, it was becoming
harder for Jordan to hold back the rising tide within. Finally, he lost
the last of his self-control as the dams of restraint shattered and a
white river exploded from his manhood.
"Holy..." was all Jordan managed to gasp as Eriko seemed to actually
take him deeper inside her small mouth, the endless suction drawing
every drop out of him.
Finally there was no more for him to give and he dropped his head back
on the mattress and closed his eyes. He felt so drained that he was only
barely aware as Eriko released her tight hold on his now shrinking cock
and began to move up on the bed.
It was only when he felt her lips pressing against his that he realized
she had even moved, opening his mouth to admit her pressing tongue. A
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