Jeanne Swallows All Cummers

By Jack

We had decided to visit our friends in San Francisco because we had never been there, andwanted to venture West for a vacation. Jeanne and I had been married for a little less than 2years, and the sex was incredible. She would do anything I asked of her, and vice versa. However, sex with her was still basically vanilla in flavor. I didnt ask a lot of her, since I wassatisfied, but sometimes pillow talk turned pretty kinky. Jeanne had a big appetite before we met,and since she was a very attractive, short, petite dark blonde with a decent tan, she got her fairshare of attention and lusty looks.

But I knew that she had a wandering eye. Really, who does not look? I couldnt blame her. Butonce, while my friend Alan was visiting us at our hometown in Kentucky, she called out his nameduring sex, even though he was in the guest room. I wrote it off to the alcohol, but while wewere visiting Alan at his new home in San Francisco, I got the feeling she was thinking of him asmore than just my good friend.

The three of us spent the day wandering all over San Francisco enjoying the sites. If you havelived in a cave all your life, then you might not know that San Fran has a reputation as an openminded community. All the sex shops and openly affectionate people in Haight-Ashbury had aneffect. On the ride back to the apartment from dinner, Alan mentioned the toys we saw in one ofthe shops. Alan told us that he dated a girl in college who liked vibrators. Jeanne agreed theywere nice, which shocked me. I had never known she used one.

They got into a conversation about style and method, which fascinated me. I was listening andlearning from my two best sources. Alan and I always shared information during school, andJeanne had been a great first-person resource tool. I had often wondered where she learned whatshe knew. I never thought a 23 year old debutante from Georgia would think of what she knewand practiced.

We arrived back at the apartment, and Alan produced a bottle of wine. The conversation cooledand turned direction. I assume they were both a little embarrassed that they had talked at lengthabout the topic with me in the car. It was probably the drink, but I thought I noticed a little blushin her cheeks, and I certainly noticed the way she lightly chewed on her lower lip. She wasgetting turned on.

We concluded the conversation for the evening, and decided to turn in. Alan had pulled out thehide-a-bed, and pulled sheets out of the closet. I opted to take a quick shower, as Jeanne offeredto help Alan make the bed.

When I emerged from the bathroom in a towel, Alan took the next turn in the restroom. I wentinto the master bedroom, courtesy of the host, and noticed Jeanne looking out the window.

"Did that turn you on?" I asked, hoping to get her turned on more for some action later. It wasalways a thrill of ours to make freaky, circus sex with someone in the next room.

"Eh, I learned some things," she said.

I knew she wanted to ask me something, and I had a good idea what she wanted. She was afaithful wife, but she simply had a healthy sex drive. Who was I to complain? She was a superblay with an excellent figure.

"Are you thinking of him?" I asked.

She nodded a little. "Yes," she said. Then looked my way from the corner of her eye with a lookof hope mixed with some apprehension.

"Well, I trust him, so if you want to ask him to join us, that would be OK," I finally said. We hadnever shared ourselves after we were married, but I did trust him, and I knew she would enjoy it,if nothing more than having two sets of hands, arms, legs, and testicles at her disposal.

"Really?!" she asked.

"Yes," I responded, after a long, thoughtful pause.

Soon Alan emerged from the bathroom, and retired to the living room after he said hisgood-nights. Jeanne gathered a few things from her bag and went into the bathroom. The masterbedroom and the bathroom were directly across the hall from each other, so I crawled into bed,and began to doze.

Almost 30 minutes later the door cracked a little, and she peeked out the door towards me. Iwoke out of my light sleep, and looked towards her. Her head was out of the door, and she waslooking at me, chewing on her lower lip.

I motioned her out with a hand wave and a smile. She opened the door, and stood there in myfavorite dress. It was a tasteful, simple back lycra skirt. She had added a belt to it, and had onheels. She worked out at least three times a week, and her most spectacular asset was herincredible, well toned legs. She came into the bedroom, and I detected her cologne.

"Do you want me to ask him?" I asked her. I figured he would say no if she sneaked out there inthe dark, and being asked by me might ease his tension.

"No, let me," she said. She placed her toiletry items on her suitcase, gave me a kiss, and slinkedout the door.

Several minutes passed, and I imagined how she would look in many different poses with me, orwith him, or with both of us. After a few minutes more passed, I began to get nervous. She hadnot returned, and I did not hear any noises that I would equate to them having sex. So I got upand slid on my robe, then looked down the hall into the living room.

I saw Jeanne sitting on the coffee table, with her legs crossed, leaning back. I could see Alanleaning on one elbow, clearly in a position to see up her skirt if she would simply part her knees. Icould not hear the conversation, but it did not sound strained. They were smiling, and the bodylanguage was not tense. I began to move.

Alan saw me, and his light smile froze. He sat up, and had a look of guilt on his face. He hadbeen on his side, and when he moved, his erection tent-poled the sheets. Jeanne looked over atme.

"Hi, honey," she said. "We were just talking."

"Great. Did you ask him?" I responded.

Then it was her turn to have an awkward frozen smile for an instant. Apparently, she had notgotten to it.

"Ask me what?" Alan asked.

Not wanting to put her on the spot, I responded. "We wondered if you would mind watching usmake love."

Jeanne's smile came back and she looked from me to Alan. He had a quizzical look on his face,which changed to borderline panic when he noticed that Jeanne had leaned forward and uncrossedher legs.

She rotated on the coffee table, and untied my robe. My erection slid through the fabric, whichwas a pretty nice feeling. Jeanne leaned towards me, and licked the tip of my cock with hertongue. She leaned to the side, and licked my shaft from tip to nuts. She suckled my testicles,then slid the head of my penis into her mouth.

She worked up and down, taking my member down until my public hair rested against her nose. After several minutes, I could feel my cum welling up. Jeanne gives an excellent blowjob, and Ialways loved finishing in her mouth. But I wanted to save my load for something else.

I reached down, and brushed her shoulder-length hair from the side of her face. "Why don't youshow Alan what that feels like," I said. She looked up at me, and gave me a look like she waswaiting for permission. She disengaged herself from my cock, and wiped the saliva from hermouth.

She got up off the coffee table, and turned to Alan. He was leaning back with a look ofastonishment on his face. She smiled broadly at him, and in a playful voice, began talkingbaby-talk to him.

"Does little Alan want to come out and play?" she said in a tiny voice. He just stared, and whenthe message got through to him, he nodded vigorously.

She began to close the distance to him, and gently pulled on the sheet until his erect shaft wasclear of the bedding. Alan and I share the same basic girth and length. However, his testicleshung very low in his sack.

Jeanne crawled up onto the bed on her knees, straddling his legs. She looked at him, the down athis cock. Finally she looked over her shoulder at me with an expression that said "This is it!"

I was smiling like a moron, enjoying the view of her incredible ass in that tight, short dress. Theskirt was modest in length, but had hiked up far enough that I could see she decided to not wearpanties. She had also shaved her labia clean while in the shower. I nodded to her, and she turnedher attention back to the brand new dick in her possession. She grabbed his shaft with one hand,and rested her body weight on her other hand on the bed.

Alan's eyes practically rolled back in his head as she enveloped his penis with her mouth. Iwatched her work his cock, and fantasized about her blowing dicks in an alley. I imagined hergetting gang-banged at a Grateful Dead show in a stranger's van. I dreamed about Jeannecovered in cum of strangers, smiling all the while.

I was beginning to drift, when I heard him moan. She was vigorously stroking his dick, leaningforward to suck up his cum. His shoulders arched, his head rocked back, and he moaned loudly. She reacted and leaned even closer to take his load. Her shoulders blocked my view, but I couldtell by he reaction that he was shooting his sperm into her mouth.

After a few moments, he relaxed, and she sat upright, with her legs still straddling his knees. Shechanged hands, and continued stroking his shaft. She licked the cum off her hand that had leakedout like she was licking icing off a wooden spoon. I noticed than one of her 35B breasts hadbegan to emerge from her dress.

I moved forward and slid the top part of her dress down to her waist, exposing her pink-tippedtits. Then I placed my hands on her hips, and gently rotated her midsection so she was resting onher hands in a squatting position. I lifted up her rear and slid her dress up to where it wasbunched around her tanned, tight tummy.

Her pussy was understandably wet, and some of her liquid had dripped and been rubbed on Alan'sthighs and legs. I dropped my robe off my shoulders, then directed my cock to her vagina. Shemoaned slightly as my head slid into her wetness.

I gently rocked in and out until she was accepting all of my member. Alan was enjoying the showas her tits swayed back and forth in front of his face. He reached up and caressed them as theyjiggled playfully. I began to fuck her more forcefully, knowing that she loved to be rammed ashard as I could go.

Since she was a petite 5'1" and dexterious, I placed my hands on her shoulders and pulled herback into an arched position while forcefully slamming into her. She placed her hands on mywrists and pulled herself onto her knees.

I was loaded from the excellent blowjob and the great show minutes before, so I was close tocumming after a few moments. The angle of my cock entering her pussy was not the easiest tomaintain, and as I began to cum, I tried to punch my dick through her tummy. Instead, as I hadpulled back to push in, the tip of my dick slid out of her vagina. Our position gave the appearancethat Jeanne had a penis. I began to cum under her onto Alan's stomach and shaft.

After I emptied my nuts on a surprised Alan, I released my grasp on Jeanne's shoulders. Alanwas a little startled by the ejaculate on his body. I slid my empty dick out from under her slit, and satdown on the coffee table. Jeanne was now free to move, and she began slurping up the cum offmy friend's body. She licked his cock clean, and he began to get erect again.

Jeanne wanted more dick, so she straddled him, sliding his head into her open hole. She begangently rocking back and forth, then moving faster. She had good balance, and was running herhands through her own hair, fluttering her eyes and moaning.

I sat down to watch her ride him like an unbroken horse. She leaned forward placing her handson his shoulders, and rocked hard enough to bring a pained look to Alan's face.

"Hey, slow down a little, HEY!" said Alan, but she was hearing nothing. I smiled, knowing thatshe would rock him so hard that she would rip his dick off with her pussy, if she could. Jeannereally liked a vigorous fucking.

Alan reached up to grasp her hips, but she caught his wrists and held him down. He began tocomplain a little and look pained. Jeanne began to cum loudly, grunting and pushing, slowlyreducing the force and frequency of the ride. Soon she stopped, pushing hard against his prick.She wiggled her tight ass, pressing her clit against the top of his penis and grinding it to completeher orgasm.

She finished, and rolled off him onto the bed. Alan still had an erection, and had an amazed lookon his face. He looked at her panting, heaving chest, then he looked at me in amazement.

"Ever ass fuck a woman?" I asked him. He shook his head, and looked at her again. She openedher eyes, and gave a tired smile. She never asked to have her ass humped, but was almost alwayswilling to satisfy. She looked at him, and got off the bed, taking two pillows with her. She placedthem under her knees, and assumed a position on all fours.

"Why don't you try it, then?" I asked him. A smile graced one side of his mouth, and he climbedoff the bed. She watched over her shoulder as he kneeled behind her.

Alan rubbed the tip of his dick in the wetness that had dribbled down her pussy and gatheredaround her anus. He began to push his head into her ass while she gently rocked back and forth,coaching him.

"That's it, baby. Push it in me slowly. Not too fast, now.... yeah," she cooed, as his cock sliddeeper and deeper into her bikini-tanned ass. His rhythm got faster and faster as the two got insync with each other.

I regained my erection, and began to mount her face. Jeanne sure could suck cock like she hadone of her own. She took my dick into her mouth, occasionally wincing as Alan pushed into herrectum.

"What do you think, Alan? Is that good, or what?" I asked him, as he slid his dick all the way in.

He smiled at me, and continued to pump her ass. "It's pretty tight!" he said.

Jeanne slid my dick from her mouth. "Cum in my ass, baby." He looked down at her, andnodded.

She pulled my dick back to her lips and began licking my shaft head. Alan was standing on hisfeet now, pushing hard into her anus. He began to get a serious look on his face, concentratingon his load.

"He's about to cum, Jeanne," I told her.

He pushed on last time, and began to explode his sperm in her butt. Jeanne put both hands on thecarpet and pushed back against his dick. He was off balance, and began to roll backwards ontohis own ass. Jeanne rode with him, managing to keep his still-erupting hard-on in her ass.

I could see his nads hang under her spread-open slit, rhythmically seizing, slowing down with eachshot. I knew I wanted to cum in her pussy, and told her so. She spread her legs wide for me, butit was still a challenge getting close to her crotch with all the extra legs around. I worked my wayin, and easily slid my member into her warm, slick vagina. She was leaned back, resting her asson Alan's hips. He had stopped seizing, and was now laying back, watching me fuck the womanwho's ass was still holding his penis.

I lifted her legs over my elbows as I rested my hands on the carpeted floor, and began to humpher pussy with every ounce of energy I had. I could feel the other dick in her, separated by thinlayers of her vaginal and rectal skin, and I liked it. She began to moan a little, and I knew wemight climax together. I pushed and thrusted harder and harder until it was almost painful to slammy hips against hers. She leaned her head back, closed her eyes, and began to moan as herorgasm erupted. Waiting for that moment, I hammered her crotch a few more times, and beganto shoot my own explosion into her now-sloppy box.

After I finished, I eased my semi-erect dick from her shaved, cum-caked pussy. She gently slidherself off the cock in her ass. He had become flaccid while inside her rectum, and when shelifted herself off him, her anus was still holding on. He finally slithered out, and a dollop of hiscum tricked out, running down her thigh.

She stood up and moved away from us. She smiled and, looking over her shoulder, bent over toshow us her two holes we just attempted to tame. Both were swollen and red, covered with thejuices of three people. She excused herself to the bathroom to clean up.

She came back, and Alan followed suit, cleaning her fecal matter off his shaft. When he returned,we all climbed into the bed together.

In retrospect, it was a good vacation. Eventually, Jeanne and I had some more adventures withother people, and a few strangers. She was one Hell of a fantastic lay!