Dick-Sucking Wife Swap: My Wife Blows Patrick’s — Part II
Lauren, aching for Patrick’s 8-inch cock in her mouth, gives him some spectacular head. Then, we agree to watch the XXX videos.
Continued from Part I
After Lauren stopped Tiffany’s iPhone camera, the two wives tongue-kissed while Patrick settled in for his blowjob. I wondered if Lauren could taste the remains of my cum in Tiffany’s mouth.
Lauren entered the passcode for her iPhone and confidently handed her device to Tiffany. Tiffany pulled up the camera app and, with a sexy wink and seductive smile, pressed the record button as Lauren got between Patrick’s legs and lightly gripped his massive eight inches.
At this point, watching my wife — so full of desire for Patrick and his cock, so exhilarated that Tiffany was catching the salacious action on camera, and probably still turned on from watching Tiffany blow me and swallow my load like it was Bailey’s Irish Cream — I felt a bit jealous, some dread and pangs of regret.
I’ve always tried to be honest with myself — and with Lauren — about my feelings. In this absolutely crazy moment, I felt jealous because I had to sit here for however long watching my beautiful wife, the love of my fucking life, blow another husband — a sex act I’ve seen her engage in with other husbands hundreds of times over the years, and yet it’s sometimes difficult to deal with because, I mean, that’s my woman.
I felt dread because I knew what was about to happen — my beloved bride was going to give Patrick a whirlwind blowjob and probably swallow his cum and like it. Then again, I reminded myself that she watched Tiffany do the same to me only minutes prior and held her shit together like the poised, sophisticated and sexually mature woman she’s always been.
And I felt some regret — fear? — because we’d never, ever allowed cameras in the lifestyle and now here we were with our phones capturing everything with another couple. Wasn’t this risky? Or maybe it wasn’t risky since we’ve known Tiffany and Patrick for so many years. They’re longtime fuck buddies of ours, yeah, but they’re also good people, successful in their lives, and folks with a lot to lose if these videos got into the wrong hands. And, besides, using the blowing wife’s phone to video the BJs probably was a good idea versus using the observing wife’s phone.
It’ll be okay. Don’t worry. It’s Tiffany and Patrick after all, I told myself.
Lauren by now was licking and gently sucking on Patrick’s balls while pumping his thick, hard shaft with her pretty hand. Goddamn, his dick is huge, I thought, and soon it’ll be in her mouth and she’s going to love it as much as he’s going love it.
I admired Lauren’s slender body, her long and muscular legs, her firm and round ass, her velvety skin and her large breasts. Patrick pinched her succulent nipples as she munched on his giant balls. I’ve always enjoyed being in the 95% percentile when it comes to cock size but when I’m with Patrick, with his gargantuan eight-incher, I feel so…small. And I wonder if Lauren, though she’d never admit it, would rather have his eight inches than my seven.
Then — then — I saw Lauren look deeply into his eyes as she licked, tasted and enjoyed his pre-cum. She’s always liked the mild saltiness of pre-cum and what it represents — a man’s carnal desire, his response to a woman’s intimate touch, his raw sexuality.
Lauren’s eyes were full of desire as she hungrily took Patrick’s gigantic cock into her mouth. This is a look I’ve seen thousands of times over the years. While I could see the eroticism in her eyes, I didn’t see love — and that comforted me.
When we’re together — the two of us — I can see and feel Lauren’s love and affection. With Patrick, with the other guys, it was just desire, and I reminded myself while watching her suck him deeply, not quite able to deep-throat his enormously proportioned manhood, that this was the sexually indulgent lifestyle she and I chose many years ago. It’s the lifestyle Patrick and Tiffany chose. All of our swinger friends chose it. At times, it’s debaucherous as fuck, like now.
She was enjoying Patrick as much as I hoped Tiffany had enjoyed me. Lauren has never crossed into intimacy lines the way I have at times. My jealously in this moment was merely coming from that primal place almost all men blessed with an extraordinary woman know but would never admit: territorialism. She was my woman — a notion that seemed starkly contradictory to the plain truth that we shun monogamy. We’re swingers and polyamorists for fuck’s sake. My territory….
Patrick played with Lauren’s ponytail as she blew him deeply, pumping his shaft with her fingers while massaging his balls with her other hand. His eyes were closed, and Lauren no longer looked at him but rather focused on the task at hand. I didn’t blame Patrick for playing with her ponytail — it was sexy and that was Lauren’s intent in pulling her hair back tonight.
Then, Lauren submissively looked up at Patrick before moving her eyes to the left and staring into the iPhone, which Tiffany had aimed on the cock-sucking action.
I imagined Patrick enjoyed the feel of Lauren’s large, luscious breasts on his inner thighs. This only compelled me to grip his own wife’s tits a little harder…even pinching her nipples with my fingers.
Playing to the camera, Lauren gave an air-kiss, licked Patrick’s balls a little too low (causing me to wonder if she rimmed him), tasted his flowing pre-cum and then got back to work sucking on his pulsating phallus.
By this point, to ease my worsening jealousy, I wanted so badly to distract myself by fucking Tiffany like my little bitch. But, instead, she and I sat there, albeit while I continued to play with her breasts and let my throbbing cock ease in-between her ass cheeks.
I realized a funny thing. While intently watching Lauren blow another man, I felt jealous — yeah — but it also kind of turned me on. These two feelings confused me. I ultimately concluded that really what I wanted was to enjoy her myself. I wanted to fuck her, taste her, cum all over her. This, I reminded myself, would happen soon.
Patrick was breathing deeply and licking his lips, now closely watching my wife suck him off. I knew what was about to happen. Lauren and Tiffany did, too. Tiffany got in closer and zoomed in just enough to capture the fast-approaching money shot.
Lauren stuck out her tongue and pumped Patrick’s colossal dick, ready for his seed wherever it shot. She had his glans pressed against her tongue. When she smiled as she hand-jobbed him, I knew without any doubt whatsoever that she desperately wanted his cum — all of his cum.
Patrick’s white, creamy seed pooled onto her tongue and then shot into her mouth, probably hitting her tonsils. Then, his load hit her face, which I knew the motherfucker would do. Who could blame him? Lauren took his hardened flesh into her mouth and, like a cum-starved whore, milked the son-of-a-bitch.
Then, she showed what was in her mouth to the camera — I was surprised it was still there and hadn’t gone done the hatch — and happily swallowed the goddamn load before licking her lips like a cat.
“Oh my god,” Tiffany deadpanned before handing the phone to me (I kept it running) and lapping up and eating her husband’s semen from my wife’s beautiful face. Once they’d had their fill, the two middle-aged woman kissed and looked into the camera, smiling.
I pressed stop.
“Let’s see what we shot,” Tiffany said, grabbing her phone.
“Ooooh, yeah, let’s see,” Lauren squealed, probably expecting me to pull the video up on her phone.
To be continued…
