A Helping Wand
Written by Nightingale
I first met my wife in a party thrown by a common friend. Minutes later, she introduced me to her best friend Carol. Beth and I hit it off quickly and we dated for a while. She was beautiful, but she was also polite and shy. Because of her shyness, she used to spend most of her time with Carol. Carol was equally pretty, polite and shy.
Carol did not date much, so we ended up taking her with us on our dates, even after I and Beth got engaged. That was made easier because Beth did not let me have my ways with her anyway. On dates, my treatment of Carol was not much different than that of Beth. I took turns dancing with Beth and Carol. I even paid Carol a few compliments in Beth's presence, but of course, I always complimented Beth more.
Beth sometimes joked that maybe I should consider marrying both of them. I always said, that anything that worked for them worked for me. Nonetheless, Beth did not show any jealousy even when I danced with Carol slow, my arms around her waist and hers around my neck. I always flirted with whichever lady I danced with. I enjoyed making Carol blush beet red and gaze down when I flirted with her and told her she was sexy.
Before our engagement, I could not get with Beth beyond kissing. Afterward, we could pet a little, but she never let me in her panties, saving that for our wedding night. She always wore conservative clothes, though not plain anymore. She also started to work out and her figure improved more than a bit. After driving Carol home, sometimes I sneaked up with Beth and petted a little, usually just inside the door.
On one of those occasions, we started with kissing. Then we French kissed while my hands roamed up and down her front and back, getting to squeeze her tits and stroke her butt through her dress. By the time, my mouth skated down to the end of her neck, she was breathing heavily. I managed to unbutton the top of her dress and get her tits out for the first time.
Grabbing her tits, I sucked and licked her hardening nipples and gently squeezed the firm orbs. She had lush round tits, topped with medium-sized dark pink nipples in the centers of small crinkled areolas. I had the biggest hard-on in months. Beth was really hot.
Backing her up the wall and kicking the door shut, I let her hold her tits for me and continued sucking and licking. With my left hand, I massaged her crotch while stroking the back of her thigh with my right hand. When she started humping her crotch against my hand, I started working her dress up.
Finally, I managed to pull her legs a little apart and plant my hand over her soaked panty crotch. Beth gasped and shivered. I squeezed her pussy twice then she gasped and stopped breathing, her body stiffening. Then she convulsed in orgasm, her thighs crushing my hand between. I wiggled my hand between her legs until she stopped spasming. She was panting for breath.
I pulled my soaking hand from her crotch. I smelled it, inhaling deeply. "You smell great," I said, looking her in the eye. She looked aside, cringing. With my right hand, I turned her head forward. Holding her eyes again, I lapped up her juices from my hand, "and taste wonderful!"
She was shocked with my behavior.
"One day, I am going to drink your tasty juices right from the source," I said softly. "You will really love it."
Holding one tit with my left hand, I kissed her and worked my tongue in and out of her mouth, letting her have a taste of herself. She was more at ease now. Resuming the kiss, I took my hard cock out of my pants and guided her hand to it. She pulled her hand away and I guided it back to my cock. Finally, she held it with her hand hesitantly. I started her hand stroking my shaft slowly.
Breaking the kiss, I said, "Make me come, darling. Jack me off."
Assured that I was not after her pussy, she lost most of her reluctance.
"Jack it off, baby, jack it off," I said, pushing her shoulders down. "Make it squirt in your other hand."
She knelt before me and jacked my cock into her right hand. Less than a minute later, I said, "Faster, faster, baby. Get ready. Her it comes."
I grunted and my jets of thick come flew into her hand as she stroked faster. Some jets shot over her hand and onto the floor. "Yes, yes, baby," I whispered. "Milk it dry."
I helped her to stand up, steadying her come-filled hand. Then bringing her hand to her mouth, I softly said, "Taste it."......(cont)
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