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Giving Julie Pleasure

... to compliment her on her ass or something purely physical, do it shyly, like you’re embarrassed that you can’t stop yourself staring or something.”

Scout night became my favorite day of the week. Three out of four Thursdays, Draya and Julie pretended to go out while actually coming to our house so Julie could give me a blowjob. All three times, Julie swallowed my cum. Each time was as exciting as the first and I cannot not take my eyes off Julie when I cum.

As my wife pointed out, Julie was not the best at giving head, but because of who she was, it was always a thrill. Part of me enjoyed that Chris didn’t know, yet I was desperate to tell him that his wife swallows.

We stuck to blowjobs because Julie was still nervous about doing more and could not bring herself to take her pants off in front of me. I had yet to bring her to orgasm which was holding back our intimacy.

After my third blowjob from Julie, we still had some time. Draya told Julie she should allow herself an orgasm, and asked if she could help. The girls stood, kissing for a couple minutes. My wife let her hands caress Julie, clearly getting her excited.

Draya began to undress her, while still kissing. Julie’s shirt fell to the floor, followed by her bra. My wife had me give Julie a shoulder massage and then got her to lie back on me while my wife tended to Julie’s pussy with her tongue. After a couple minutes, Draya asked me to kiss Julie.

This was the first time I saw Draya please another ...

... person. I was glad it was a woman. As I looked at the top half of her face, I felt great affection for my wife. Our eyes met numerous times. Draya was in a clinical mood. Sure, it was fun, but her actions were calculated. She wanted to please Julie for specific reasons.

Looking at Julie was entirely different. Half of the time, Julie’s eyes were closed. Her mouth moved a lot, making gentle cooing or grunting, each style of sound came with a different expression and shape to her mouth. Her sounds were that of a slut. It turned me on to hear Chris’s wife sound this way. When she opened her eyes, she could appear lost, unaware of her surroundings and only taking in the joys of the flesh. A few times, those deep blue eyes met mine. It was a little unsettling. Julie was quite beautiful in her raw sexual state.

Being attracted to Julie was not on my list of objectives, and I felt the need to counter it. I spoke to her silently, in my mind. “You’re a dumb, bimbo slut. I only want to fuck you because you’re Chris’ wife. You don’t even have the tits to be a proper bimbo, so you can’t even do that right.”

Of course, that happened to be one of those moments when Julie looked at me. I felt an intense desire to kiss her. I tried harder, thinking to myself, “I’ll cum on your face. Then you won’t look so pretty. You’ll look like every porn slut on the internet.” Frustration swept through me as I genuinely wanted to cum on Julie’s face as a punishment for being beautiful. Where did all ...