Thursday, March 02, 2006

Bukkake Circle Jerk

The boys looked at one another in nervous silence.

Emma and I sat on the couch, calmly sipping wine.

“Thanks again for being prompt, fellows,” I said. “We said we’d get going at seven, and its seven now. We are expecting two more men—let’s give them a minute or two more, but that’s all the waiting we’ll do.”

“Okay,” the tall boy said.

“Fair enough,” the graduate student nodded.

The actor coughed.

Emma smiled at him.

He smiled back.

I furnished chit chat.

After a few minutes, I put down my glass.

“Okay, well, we’ll miss those other two fellows, but we need to get started. Just let me review the rules.”

“Good,” the tall boy said.

“Now, you were each chosen because you’re good looking and bi.”

“Bi curious,” the graduate student corrected.

“Right, bi or bi curious,” I continued. “I’m bi, and Emma and I like watching guys go at it, so feel free to interact with one another . . . just, you know, ask first.”

“That’s really hot to watch,” Emma agreed.

“Of course, I’m fine with you touching me. But you are not permitted to touch Emma below the waist.”

“Right,” the tall boy said.

“Cool,” the graduate student said.

The actor nodded.

“Okay, so we will all be nude. I’ll be fucking Emma.” I took her hand. She tipped her head to my shoulder. “You’ll be watching and jerking off.”

“Or fooling around with each other,” Emma added.

“Right, or with each other. Now, Emma is not going to suddenly charge her mind and want a gangbang or to give you all blowjobs, so seriously, respect our limits. Also, Emma and I don’t mind conversation during sex, but we don’t take directions.”

“Yeah, we already know how to do it,” Emma smiled.

“And very well, I might add. Now, when you cum, you should aim at Emma, but not at her face. She has great tits, so that’s a convenient target. After that, we’re done with you and you need to leave. All clear?”

“Right,” the tall boy said.

“Gotcha,” the graduate student said.

The actor smiled at Emma.

Emma smiled back.

“Right then, so let’s get going.” I stood. I raised Emma’s hand. “This way to the bedroom.”

I led the party down the hallway.

The boys assembled at the foot of my bed.

“Okay gents, if you will please undress, I will tend to Emma.” I stepped forward to kiss her.

She gently returned my kiss.

I closed my eyes to the sound of zippers.

The boys were stripped to underwear as I unbuttoned her shirt.

I glanced over. “You should be fully nude, guys.”

They glanced shyly at one another. The actor lowered his shorts. The other two followed suit.

Their cocks sprang into the room.

I turned Emma’s face. “Look at the handsome men, how excited they are,” I said.

“I can see that they are,” she said.

I removed her bra.

I unfastened her pants.

I took her panties.

Emma was nude.

I stood aside to give the boys an unobstructed view.

“She’s pretty, right?” I smiled. “It’s all right, you can stare.”

I undressed as the boys filled their eyes. Their hands found their cocks.

I lay Emma back on the pillows.

By reflex, she closed her eyes.

“Gather around, boys. Enjoy yourselves while I lick Emma.”

I found her already wet.

As I sucked her clit, I kept my eyes on Emma and the boys crowding to her side. She drifted into the pleasure of my mouth, her eyes remaining closed.

She gave the boys this moment to gaze at her, without making eye contact.

The actor was bold, He lowered a hand to caress her breast.

The other two looked at me.

I nodded. This was within limits.

Three hands massaged her breasts, their partners busily tugging three cocks.

Emma orgasmed quietly.

I took a condom from my drawer.

We were all silent as I entered her. Emma’s small moan sounded large. That sound was soon echoing away to my kisses.

I put aside the boys for a moment, intent on Emma and her body, and my body in hers.

She opened her eyes to mine.

I smiled. I couldn’t really help it.

Emma pulls grins from me.

I rested my forehead on hers, pushing thoughts through our skulls.

I remembered that we were the main attraction, and kissed her goodbye. I pulled back, allowing six eyes to join mine in appreciating Emma’s beauty.

I pressed her thighs back.

I took her face in my palm.

I fucked her deep and steady.

The boys pressed forward, as if they could get any closer. It was instinctive—they were lured to sex.

Emma looked at me, and glanced at the boys.

She reached up and took a cock in each hand.

She jerked as I fucked her.

I reached to my side and took the remaining cock in hand, completing the circuit.

We were wired.

Five people, mostly strangers, lost to the world for now, deep inside sex.

The phone rang, singling someone at my entry. One of the two lost recruits had finally arrived. I glanced at my clock—he was about twenty minutes behind schedule.

He had come all the way from the farthest reaches of Brooklyn.

“Oh, that’s sad,” I smiled to Emma, fucking away. “That’s another boy at the door. Too bad he’s late.”

“Yeah, loser,” she said.

Her voice was so calm.

I held her face with both hands now, and fucked harder.

Her pale cheeks were flush.

I could just stare at her.

Certainly, the boys were.

Right—the boys. I needed to move this along.

“You look so pretty with those dicks, Emma.”

“Oh, thanks,” she smiled, jerking her two men.

“Which one would you like for me to suck?”

She looked from side to side, from the graduate student to the actor.

“Hmmm . . . this one.” She offered me the actor’s cock.

“Why, thank you dear.”

I glanced to the actor before swallowing him whole.

I was glad she picked him. The actor was easy on the eyes, with wavy brown hair and a trim slender body. His pubic hair was fastidiously groomed, as though he had a little too much time on his hands.

She had kept the bigger dick for herself. The graduate student groaned to her attentions.

I stretched an arm to find the tall boy’s cock still within reach.

My cock grew still further into Emma.

“Okay, man, I’m going to blow.”

The actor pulled out of my mouth.

Eight eyes moved to his cock.

He looked down as he stroked.

“I’m going to cum on your tits,” he breathed to Emma.

“Go ahead,” she smiled, in her calm, cool voice.

I gave her some deep thrusts.

“Shit,” he whispered. “Okay, okay . . .”

He unleashed a torrent.

His shot glanced Emma’s chin, cascading over her shoulders and chest.

The actor lurched, stroking hard.

“Shit man, I’m going to cum,” the graduate student moaned.

All eyes turned to him.

He took his cock from Emma and stroked it.

He leaned forward and neatly shot across Emma’s tits.

“Beauty.” I admired as he convulsed.

“Okay, I’m up,” the tall boy said.

He pushed forward on his knees. The graduate student made way.

What is this? I thought to Emma. Who choreographed this porno?

The boys are all cumming at once?

The tall boy jerked his thick cock. I cupped his balls in my hands.

“God, man,” I said. “Look how fucking hot she is, covered in jism.”

“Uh huh . . .”

She touched his hip.

“Her pussy is so tight too, she is so turned on.”

“Uh huh . . .”

“I’m going to fuck her to an orgasm when you shoot.”

“Oh, God . . .”

The tall boy pressed forward and shot a long loop across Emma. The leading edge hit the actor; most pooled on her belly.

“Fuck, man,” I admired.

He groaned as a second wave took over his body.

Emma closed her eyes.

I fucked her to climax.

We kept fucking as the boys cleaned up and dressed.

I slowed as they put on shoes.

“Hey, thanks for having us,” the graduate student said, offering a hand.

I shook it.

“Thanks for being had,” I smiled.

“Bye.” Emma waved.

The actor kissed her cheek.

The tall boy patted my back.

“You two are fucking hot,” he said.

“Anytime you want,” I said. “You boys okay showing yourselves out? I’d like to, you know, keep at this.”

“Sure man,” the tall boy laughed. “Next time.”

“Sure thing. Say ‘bye’ Emma.”

“I already did.”

“Right. So long fellows.”

The actor and graduate student left. The tall boy lingered for a moment in the doorway, then he too was gone.

I held Emma close, pressing cum between our flesh as I kissed her.

In time, my cum would mingle with the rest.

We lay next to one another, talking and holding hands.

We showered.

I made dinner.

We sipped bourbon as we watched “Nip/Tuck.”

I held her as she slept.








10 comments:

The trumpet guy said...

I cannot believe that no one commented on this already. I had trouble breathing, I was so turned on. I am only upset that the boys did not go downn on each other, as you know I would've.

Emma said...

trumpet guy,

You are totally invited next time.

rose said...

oh my goodness.....really, really hot! emma you lucky girl!

trumpetguy said...

why thank you emma, jefferson knows me....

Meg said...

mmm, i remember one of my trumpet playing friends telling me all brass players are most excellent kissers.

amazingly, i've yet to try one out for myself.

oh, and jefferson? these last posts have been very nice. and i'm all done writing about our little weekend, so you can come to pennsylvania now.

(i figure i can order you around like that since you're such a sub now.)

Trumpet guy said...

I hear its better after I've played a while.
Apparently, it makes my lips warm. There's a lot of tongue techinque involved as well....

Marvin said...

This sounds beautiful. Excellent, excellent!

Hope to see you soon, J.

Viviane said...

Show me your embouchere, Trumput Guy...

Meg said...

dear viviane,

thanks for the laugh. it was a great big one.

love, meg

ps. you show me yours, i'll show you mine.

JeffC said...

My first post on this blog goes to the one that made me the hardest! I need to have some fun like this someday...

JeffC