Road Trip # 4

As I caught my breath and reveled in post orgasmic bliss after a week of teasing, I buried my face into my wife’s neck and breathed deeply and slowly, slipping into a full body and emotional calm.
“Wow”, she said. “I bet that felt really good!”
I picked my head up and looked into her eyes and smiled. “I think I may have blown out a testicle.” I said with a smile. She chuckled.
As I slowly shrank and slipped out of her I rested my head on her breasts.
“Do you want to go down on me and lick up your cum?”
I lifted my head and looked at her again. “It’s so much easier if you just tell me to do it, you know that don’t you.”
“Yea, but it’s not my job to make it easier for you, you know that too?
“I agree, it’s not your job, but it does helps.”
I put my head back down on her chest and she hugged me to her. She was right it wasn’t her job. It was my submission, or better yet, it was my need, she slowly accepted. I rose up on my knees between her legs and kissed both of her nipples. I slowly slid my face down her stomach to her belly button and lightly kissed. I looked up at her face.
She was smiling, that smile. The one that says, see, I don’t have to tell you anything. I don’t have to make you do anything. You have to do what you have to do. You do it for your own reasons and you do it to prove something to me, but mostly to prove something to yourself
Yea, she was right, or maybe I made the look up in my head. It didn’t matter, that was my interpolations, and I was sticking with it
She was not going to help me.
I put my face back to her stomach and slid further down until my nose was resting at the top of her pubic hair. The course hair rubbing lightly on my upper lip, I move just an inch lower and breathed deeply, filling my lungs. I could smell her pussy, I could smell my sperm. This was the point where I knew I had to continue, but it also the hardest point to get by.
It helped when she pulled her legs up and spread them, holding her thighs just above her knees, opening herself to me as I slid down the last six inches so my face was even with her pussy. I placed both hands under her ass and lifted her slightly, looking right into her. I glanced up at her again, her head was now back and turned to the side, her eyes were closed and she was smiling. No encouragement, no commands, no suggestions. She knew what I had to do. It was now totally up to me.
I needed to be back into that submissive headspace, that place of peace and calm. That place where I will do things for her because I have to and I want to. After my orgasm, this one act brings me back to that head space faster than anything else I knew. It was immediate and finite.
I looked down again at her pussy. My sperm was slowly starting to drip from her and trickle down toward her ass. There was a fair amount, a large dollop actually. I knew there was much more just inside. This was a test. This was my test.
I spooned my tongue and starting just below the glob, licked upward and into her pussy as far as I could go with my tongue, collecting it all. I pulled my face away holding my mouth open, looking to see if I had gotten all that had leaked out. I had, it was now in my mouth. I could feel it on my tongue.
I then swallowed. This one moment, the first swallow was the act that brought me back to that place I needed to be. In fact it didn’t taste bad, it tingled my throat, not a burn, but a unique sensation. A sensation I knew most heterosexual men never would feel. I smiled to myself and started a very slow and sensual cleaning of her pussy, taking my time using not just my tongue but my whole face. I wished I could climb into her.
After about ten minutes, when she had cum and my face was covered in our combined juices, I crawled back up and held her head to my chest, throwing my leg over her leg and pulling in close.
I said, “Thanks, I really needed that.”
“You’re welcome and I know you did. How do you feel?”
“Fantastic. That was a heck of an orgasm. And that was a lot of cum. I can’t believe I ate the whole thing!”
She laughed and said, “Well, you have eaten a lot of sperm over the past year or so, Way more than I ever have.”
I thought about that. It was true. “Can we just lay here for a minute or two?”
”Sure we can, but I think we are still going out with Gail and Rick. It’s early and it’s Saturday, and we should take advantage of the evening and go get dinner and some drinks, what do you think?”
“Sure, I’m up for that. Did Gail let Rick cum too? Do you know?”
“No, I don’t think she did, she wanted to perpetuate the story a little longer, but we did talk about going out to dinner so I know that is part of her plan.”
“Did she tell him he wasn’t sucking a cock tonight, or is that part of the continuing story too?”
“You know, I really just don’t know. But I’ll get up and give her a call, why don’t you just lie here for a few minutes.”
“Thanks, that sounds great.”
With that my wife got up, threw on a bathrobe and heading toward the bedroom door. I knew she was going to make a drink and call Gail from downstairs so as not to disturb me.
I had dozed off. She woke me by saying we really should get going. I quickly jumped into the shower to rinse off, and then got into a pair of chino’s and a polo shirt. It was going to be a casual evening.
We met Rick and Gail at a local bar/restaurant. Good beer, decent enough food, close by, loud and busy enough that we were just one group of many Saturday night diners. If the rest of the patrons knew what I had just done, I wonder what their reaction would be.
Our meeting was enthusiastic. Rick and Gail were all smiles, as were we. It was fun to be with them in such a normal setting since our last two meetings were anything but normal. Interestingly enough, we got along great! We were not old friends, but we were acting like we were. We easily talked about local politics and the police blotter in the paper with its extremely bad writing and stupid events. We talked about sports, we talked about what we each did for a living. We talk about the economy, bosses and co-worker and filled the evening with fun stories and good times. The joking was on a high level and filled with innuendos and inside observations that made us smile if not laugh out loud. It was a heck of a lot of fun, and it was completely unexpected but appreciated by all. Hey, new friends, who would have thought!
We finished up and Gail suggested we go to their house for a drink. My wife and I agreed, as did Rick, but with some hesitation.
We stood to go, and it was obvious for the first time, that Rick was suffering with a major set of blue balls. He walks slowly at first and caught his breath. Gail smiled, my wife smiled. Heading to our cars, with the girls ahead I asked, “How are you doing?”
Rick said, “My balls feel like they are the size of grapefruit.”
I told him I was feeling his pain, or at least had. We split and headed to our cars.
Inside our car I said, “He hasn’t cum yet.”
“No he hasn’t, Gail told me. He also doesn’t know if he’s going to be sucking your cock tonight.”
I looked at her and wondered the same, I though we were past this topic for this evening at least, but now I wasn’t so sure.
She put her hand on my crotch and kneaded my cock through my pants. “You did shave while showering didn’t you?”
“Of course.” My pubic hair is shaved and I usually removed any stubble while showering. I have been shaved for years.
“Good. I think I’m going to ask you to strip, depending on how the rest of the evening goes. You have never stripped in front of anyone before. It should be interesting watching you undress for us. Do you think you would like that?”
My cock twitched under her hand. She smiled and looked at me. “Well I guess that answers that question. He’s the best lie detector in the world isn’t he?” She squeezed and smiled.
“Yea, he seems to have a mind of his own doesn’t he?” Damn, a dick is the most honest part of any man’s body that is for sure.
She played with my cock for the rest of the short drive to their house. She asked me what I though Rick was feeling.. How do blue balls feel and if an orgasm will relieve the ache, that sort of stuff, just chit chat.
We walked into the house and got a drink in the kitchen and picked up the conversation where we left off. All was normal, Rick was a little quiet, but the gals were in a good mood and laughing. After about 15 minutes my wife turned to me and out of the blue said, “Honey, strip.”
Well, that turned the room quiet.
I slowly put my drink on the counter, kicked off my shoes and started to undress. No one was talking, they were just watching. When I got to my boxers, my erection was back.
My wife said, “How does it feel?”
“It’s embarrassing, to say the least.”
“I bet it is, you may continue.”
I pulled my underwear down and my cock sprang out, bouncing. I placed my last piece of clothing with the others on a kitchen chair. I turned to face them, naked, shaved and hard. Here I was again, the only one naked with these three.
Gail said, “Excellent. I really like the way he does what you tell him, no questions asked, no hesitation. Don’t you Rick?”
He looked at her, almost in a daze and said, “Yea, it’s crazy.”
Gail went on, “It must be very liberating, not having to argue or to think about if you are going to do it, you know you are just going to do it no matter how embarrassing or uncomfortable it’s going to be.”
My wife said, “He could say no. We know there are limits. We don’t talk about it until we get to one, but he enjoys the embarrassment and humiliation. And you are right he will do what I ask because I ask. It is part of how he perceives his service to me, and I like playing with it. Its fun, I mean, look at him.” They did.
My cock was harder than ever.
My wife continued, “Sometimes he will do what he needs to do, without me asking. Wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, sometimes it’s to prove something to myself, or to you, or to others, I guess.”
Gail looked at me for a long moment, my cock bouncing and said, “Rick…Strip!”
And with that he started to undress. Not looking at us but looking past us, moving mechanically. When he got to his underwear, it was obvious he was hard. He looked briefly at his wife, at my wife and then quickly at me. He then looked down and pulled off his last piece of clothing, his cock springing out. He left his boxers on the floor and stood up straight looking ahead. His shaved pubic area was now smooth after a few weeks of shaving, no more red bumps. His cock was really, really hard! You could tell he hadn’t cum in a week of teasing. The head was engorged and a deep purple with a drop of pre-cum already on the slit. The ridge around his glans was pulsing and engorged. The veins in the side of his cock were swollen and very prominent, his balls bulging to the sides in their sack and were pulled up, his cock actually tilted up at about a 30 degree angle from his body. It was one abused, needy cock.
My wife said, “Oh my, look at that thing. It doesn’t even look like its human! Rick, how does it feel, are you OK?”
He looked down at his cock and stared at it for a moment. Then he said, “I have never felt anything like this before. It’s so hard it feels like it’s pulling on my prostate. My balls just ache all the time and are swollen in size. Even the skin on my cock feels tight, like my cock is too big for its skin covering. I have been dripping pre-cum for the past couple of days almost constantly. I have to be careful to check if I have a wet spot on the front of my pants”
In fact there was a strand of lubricant hanging about three inches from the end of his cock working its way to the floor in a continuous flow. Rick was trembling a little, almost like he was cold. The kitchen was in fact warm. We all stared at his throbbing cock for about 20 seconds of silence as it pulsed with his heartbeat. The girls had big smiles on their faces. I was impressed by the hardest cock I have ever seen, but poor Rick’s mind was somewhere else I thought.
Gail said, “Go stand over there so we can see you two together.”
He walked over, his cock and balls swaying and bouncing lewdly, and stood next to me. Our cocks were about the same size, but his was so hard and erect it looked more impressive.
Gail said, “I have been thinking about this picture I want to take, now don’t worry, no one will know it’s you two. It’s just a funny picture.”
She reached under the kitchen counter and pulled out three ribbons, red, white and blue, about a half inch wide and about a foot long. She also produced a digital camera. She walked to us and said, “Point your dicks at each other.”
We did.
“Now put them next to each other and kind of lean back a bit.” We did. Of course this was the first time I had touched another man’s cock, let alone with my own dick. It was very hard and very hot to the touch. She then tied the red ribbon just under my glans and around Rick’s cock at the base. The edge of the ribbon rubbing under the ridge of my cock was making this a lot more stimulating than Gail knew. She tied the blue ribbon just under Ricks cock head and around my cock base. I knew Rick was feeling the same glans stimulation because he caught his breath when she tightened the blue ribbon. If fact she deliberately adjusted the ribbon a few time, coarsely caressing his cock head with it. Then the white ribbon was tied in the middle. She had deliberately tied the ribbons tightly so we were held next to each other firmly. And with the ribbon below the ridge of our cock head, we really couldn’t pull away. She then grabbed the camera and from right above our cocks she snapped a picture. She looked at it and laughed, then snapped two or three others, one from standing on a chair. Of course we had to lean back a bit, thrusting our cocks towards each other to help her get the “perfect” shot. The tight ribbon and movement were having an effect on me, I couldn’t imagine what Rick was feeling. To the girls, we were simply two hard dicks tied with red, white and blue ribbon.
She looked at her results and said with a laugh, “I’m going to call this “Congressmen Frank and Kolbe tie the knot in a bipartisan, patriotic wedding.” We all laughed and looked at the digital picture. Our cocks were still lashed together causing additional stimulation as we laughed.
I pulsed my cock hard one time and Rick quickly said, “Don’t do that”.
I couldn’t help it, I looked at him and pulsed my cock again and he moaned and trembled just a bit.
The girls fell silent and looked at our tied cocks, then at Rick.
Gail reached out and grabbed Rick’s right nipple and kissed his neck. It was almost involuntary, I pulsed my cock again.
Rick looked down at our cocks, we were all looking at our cocks and he said, “Shit!”
He thrust his hips twice, just a few inches each time pulling on the ribbons tying our cocks and he tensed. Gail put her arm around his back and under his arms to support him and he started to cum.
His sperm jetted from his cock and splattered against my pubic areas. His hips thrust again and the sperm literally poured out of him soaking the base of my cock and my balls. His cock contracted again and even more shot out.
His cum was hot! I mean it felt really hot as it splashed on my body. His pulsing cock, lashed to my cock felt really strange! It was so hard it did not feel like it was flesh and blood. It felt ridged and ripples, like it was made of hard plastic or something. I didn’t know what to do, and in fact couldn’t do anything by watch with wide eyes.
Rick was yelling! I don’t think he knew he was but he was.
When it was over Gail asked him if he could stand for a second. My wife offered him some physical support as Gail untied the ribbons from our cocks. The blue ribbon was soaked with cum. Gail reached out and holding Ricks hands told him to kneel and relax, she too knelt down with him and held him. Both their faces were at my cock level. Rick looked up at my cock and then hung his head, as if resolved to the ultimate outcome.
I looked down at them. I looked at my wife and mouthed the words, “No. No blowjob.” Shaking my head no I mouthed silently, “not tonight.”
I looked at Gail who was now looking at me, Ricks head still down. I shook my head “no” and silently mouthed the words again, “No blowjob, not tonight”.
She nodded her head up and down, looked at her husband and hugged him to her. “Rick, you’re not going to suck his cock, not tonight anyway, so relax.” You could see the tension drain from his body. He relaxed and immediately started enjoying his orgasm, his mood changes.
“But you do need to eat some of your cum, OK?” He nodded his head up and down, “Sure.”
She wiped some cum from my pubic area and put her fingers in his mouth, he swallowed. She wiped some more from my balls and held her fingers out to me, “Do you want some?” My wife quickly answered for me, “Yes he does.” I laughed, and I lowered my head and she put her fingers into my mouth feeding me some of her husbands cum. There was that tingle again, that feeling in my throat, this time with someone else’s cum.
She wiped more cum from my balls with her fingers. I looked at my wife and said, “Honey, don’t you want some too? I mean, it’s only the neighborly thing to do!” I was smiling.
She laughed and said, “Sure, why not.” She sucked Gail’s fingers clean of Rick cum. We all laughed as she said, “Finger lickin good!” Gail leaned her head toward me, pushing my cock out of the way and licked the last major dollop of cum from my balls and swallowed, then she kissed Rick and shared the taste.
My wife then dropped to her knees and slid at least half of my cock into her mouth. Gail and Rick were as surprised as I was, but I was happier. Within a few minutes, I told her I was about to shoot. She continued sucking taking the first two spurts in her mouth, then one contraction on one cheek, a fourth squirt on the other cheek, and finishing in her mouth again.. She then pulled my hands downwards coaxing me to my knees. Stretching up above me and kissing down onto my mouth, she gave me my cum back in a sloppy snowball kiss.
My wife then wiped a glob of cum from her left cheek and held it out for Rick. He dutifully accepted it into his mouth with just a nod of acknowledgement. She did the same thing with the cum on her other cheek, this time for Gail. She too now ate my cum, no questions asked, no protest. What were they thinking? How easy it is to just do it, no questions asked? We all looked at each other and started laughing. For some reason it really was funny. Two naked men, two dress woman, on their knees in a kitchen with the taste of cum in everyone’s mouth. It was a very funny scene. I think the tension of our cock sucking reprieve was broken, and we were all happy to be in this ridiculous situation.
My wife said, “OK then, we have all had an after dinner drink and dessert, that usually means the evening is over, don’t you think?”
We stood and I slowly started to dress for the ride home. My wife suggested I should travel home pants less. We chatted a little more as they walked us to the door, Rick still naked but much happier, and relieved of his grapefruit balls.
Gail said as we were leaving, “Now listen, just because we didn’t make you two suck each others cocks, doesn’t mean that that isn’t going to happen, OK? I just want you to understand that. If we girls think it would be fun to watch, well, you may have to do it.”
Ricks cock twitched as did mine and as our eyes scanned from cock to cock, we laughing again.
My wife said, “The dick never lies.” We were still laughing as we said our goodbyes.