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Sex Class

... and I wanted so badly to taste it. The four of us sat there, drank coffee and talked. I could see Reno and Mylene staring at each other, more in love than they were before. We talked about our experiences, about what we liked most. "So which part did you like the most?" Mylene asked me. "Well," I said, "I liked the parts where I ate you girls out. I think I like doing that more than anything." "What did it taste like?" Susan asked. "That is hard to describe. Salty, most of all," I saw Susan lick her lips as I said the word 'salty.' I could see that she was remembering the taste of my pre-cum. "but a taste is like a smell. Each girl is different." "Which one did you like better?" Mylene asked. "I liked them both the same. I have no preference." I lied because I did. I saw Susan's face drop a bit, disappointed that I did not say it was her. "I liked when you made me cum so hard," I said to her. "A man does not get to do that often. It seemed like you were not going to stop." Susan put her hand on my leg as she spoke and I suddenly remembered that we were all sitting around naked. "When I was ..." Susan started, but she didn't have the words. "you know, the last part. I came so many times when I was doing that. Then when you came, I had one that felt so good, I thought I was going to pass out." Reno stated that he thought my eating out Mylene was better than ...

... fucking her. "As long as you don't stick your dick in it, it's not sex. Right?" Reno piped up. Mylene looked at him, thought for a moment, then smiled. "Right dear." She said, then leaned towards him, giving him a sweet long kiss. Behind her back her hand reached out towards me and softly gave my penis a stroke, indicating that she thought it was, at least, as good as sex. She pulled away from him, looked into his eyes, and asked, "What was your favorite part?" "The parts where I satisfied you. With my mouth and in bed." Mylene gave him another kiss, indicating that he had given the right answer. With my coffee finished. I got up to leave. "Mike," Mylene sang, "do you have your car keys?" I patted my pocket where my keys were, only to realize I was not wearing any pockets. I think I blushed a bit. Mylene rose and sauntered over to me. "I don't think you should go." She said as she gave me a peck on the cheek. Her ample breast pressed hard against my arm. "I am in the mood to play some more. Maybe after I might be able to make dinner." Susan jumped up ecstatically, rushed over, and wrapped her arms around me. "You can't go. I'm not going to let you." She happily demanded. The three of us looked to Reno. He could see the desire in their eyes and was not going to deny them. "Yes, stay," he said with a smile. "I think the ladies would appreciate it." So I stayed.