Accidental Cock Sucker - Sex Stories

Accidental Cock Sucker

... holding her phone. I thought she was recording me eating her. But I heard Beth urging me to suck his cock and a loud spank before Chet told her to stop. "You, you recorded me? Why would you do that?"

"Because it makes me hot to watch you sucking a cock," she said impatiently pushing my face back into her gaping maw of a cunt.

I pulled against her hand. "Promise me right now that no one else will see what's on your phone."

"Okay, okay, God. No one will ever see you sucking a cock on my phone. I promise. Now come on and do what you do."

Satisfied, I went back to pleasing her. I brought her to two shattering orgasms before she pushed me away. "Enough, baby, enough," she panted.

When Cindy napped after her climaxes, I took her phone to the living room. Watching the video, my dick grew hard. I mean it didn't look so bad. His cock certainly didn't. And me kneeling with Beth visible over my back, it was quite erotic. I stroked my dick watching me blow Chet. I could see how eager I was when I placed my mouth on his balls and jacked that big cock.

"Fuck, was that a smile on my face when I moved my lips up the shaft before swallowing that beautiful cock?" I gasped, seeing me smiling up at Chet, his cock on my mouth. "I must have really liked it," I thought. "He sure looks like he was enjoying it. Maybe I did give him the best blow job he'd ever had."

I could tell when he was ready to cum. I hadn't seen the expression as I was engrossed in what I'd been doing. Now, ...

... see his eyes roll back before they scrunched closed, hearing him cursing me, calling me a faggot bitch, it was all too much. Watching my friend empty his balls in my mouth, I came with him, my sperm squirting high enough to hit me in my face.

Later, I would laugh at the irony of my cum landing on my face as Chest's cum was entering my face. At that moment, however, I had one of if not the best orgasms in my life.

I didn't mention what I'd done to my wife. I replaced her phone and crept back out of the bedroom.

I got a text from Chest the Monday after I sucked his cock. He wanted to meet at a regular bar for an after-work drink. I texted him back that I would be there.

I entered the bar and didn't see my friend sitting on any of the stools. I heard my name called and saw that Chet had taken a small table near the back of the establishment.

I went back wondering why he chose a table instead of our usual seats where we could watch Sports Center. There were only 2 chairs, both together and Chet was sitting in the one by the wall. He didn't let me move the vacant chair across from him. Instead, he patted the seat. "Sit here, johnnie. We can talk privately."

I sat beside my longtime friend knowing exactly what he wanted to talk about. I took the beer he bought for me and took a long draw and waited.

"Look man," he began. "About Saturday night. You know that doesn't change anything between us, right?"

"I hope not," I replied glad that he wasn't going to hold ...