Dear John,
Jill called at 2:43 p.m. The iPhone rang three times while I stared at it. She had never called before when she wasn’t looking for her husband, John. And every time she’d called before, John was sitting right here. Every time. So it was pretty weird that here I was alone, and John wasn’t hanging out, and Jill was calling.
I picked up the call. “Hi, Jill” I said.
“Don’t Hi Jill me. John just told me all about the conversation you had with him this morning. He’s standing right here, let me put him on speaker. I made him tell me everything you guys discussed. Did you want to say anything to Chris, John?”
“Hey, sorry bud.” said John.
“John told me that the two of you talked about some really personal topics. Really sick stuff like cunnilingus and sperm eating. Is that true, Chris?”
“Um…John, what the fuck man?”
“John says that you told him that, given a chance. you’d eat my pussy, your words, anytime and anywhere. That’s some pretty sick stuff to say about your friend’s wife. But, don’t think for a minute that John’s allowed to talk about my pussy if I don’t want him to. Do you want to know what John’s doing now, Chris? Tell him, John, tell him everything, it makes me fucking wet that you’ve been talking about this shit with your friend.”
“Well, Bud”, said John, “I’ve been up inside her. I gave her a huge creampie and I’m standing here with my dick still up inside my wife. She’s laying here with her legs up and talking to you. It’s hot as fuck. I came really hard just a few minutes ago while she was asking me what you and I talked about this morning and then she just grabbed the phone and called you.”
“I’m going to spell this out Chrissy boy. The sick fuck gave me a big creampie while he told me how you told him this morning that you love eating creampies. Do you want to eat my creampie, Chris? Do you want eat John’s sperm out of me? John’s been stirring it all up and making it all frothy. You tell me “Yes” and I’ll send John over to get you, right now. You say “No” and there’s probably gonna be some fuckin’ trouble. Your choice.”
“Yes. Fuck, yes”, I said.
“Be out front in five”. Click.
John’s silver truck stopped in front of me beside the curb and John waved me around. I went around the front and hopped in. When I closed the door the cabin light remained on and I noticed John was sitting there naked, with just his John Deere cap on. He had one arm resting on the door and the other was playing with his phone on the bench seat. His cock just flopped to the side. Pointing at me. It was obviously wet and still semi-hard and it was a thick one.
“She want’s me to call as soon as you get in” he said, as he punched the phone with his finger.
“Ok!” I heard Jill exclaim, even though I didn’t here a ring. I imagined her sitting in the kitchen with a dripping pussy, at the kitchen table, probably smoking a cig and pulling on a Coors Lite.
“Chris, I figure that If you like creampies then you must like eating semen and if you like eating semen then I know you’ll eat dick. So you’re going to eat dick or John, LOL! I want you to clean my husband up. I don’t care how you do it, tongue, mouth, fingers, all of the above. He needs to be all cleaned up before he gets back over here. I want him ready for round two and I want you ready for the mother of all creampies. Kapiche?”
John and I both looked down at his dick at the same time. It was getting harder and some clear fluid was extruding from the tip and starting to push a rivulet of white cream down onto the black leather upholstery. John moved his fingers around his shaft and squeezed a white ring of cloudy liquid around the top of his hand and cock head.
I leaned down and the smell of pussy overcame all of my senses. I gently touched the end of John’s wet cock with my tongue and then flattening it a little, I licked down into the foreskin, digging straight for the heart of the artichoke. I was rewarded with about a teaspoon of salty cum and the musky splooge of wet pussy. Then almost without warning he grasped my head like a tailback grasps a football and pressed in. I opened my jaw and his cock filled my mouth and pressed the back of my throat.
I heard a faint “Ok, On our way. kisses.” Then the truck’s cabin light clicked off and we were moving.
to be continued…
I picked up the call. “Hi, Jill” I said.
“Don’t Hi Jill me. John just told me all about the conversation you had with him this morning. He’s standing right here, let me put him on speaker. I made him tell me everything you guys discussed. Did you want to say anything to Chris, John?”
“Hey, sorry bud.” said John.
“John told me that the two of you talked about some really personal topics. Really sick stuff like cunnilingus and sperm eating. Is that true, Chris?”
“Um…John, what the fuck man?”
“John says that you told him that, given a chance. you’d eat my pussy, your words, anytime and anywhere. That’s some pretty sick stuff to say about your friend’s wife. But, don’t think for a minute that John’s allowed to talk about my pussy if I don’t want him to. Do you want to know what John’s doing now, Chris? Tell him, John, tell him everything, it makes me fucking wet that you’ve been talking about this shit with your friend.”
“Well, Bud”, said John, “I’ve been up inside her. I gave her a huge creampie and I’m standing here with my dick still up inside my wife. She’s laying here with her legs up and talking to you. It’s hot as fuck. I came really hard just a few minutes ago while she was asking me what you and I talked about this morning and then she just grabbed the phone and called you.”
“I’m going to spell this out Chrissy boy. The sick fuck gave me a big creampie while he told me how you told him this morning that you love eating creampies. Do you want to eat my creampie, Chris? Do you want eat John’s sperm out of me? John’s been stirring it all up and making it all frothy. You tell me “Yes” and I’ll send John over to get you, right now. You say “No” and there’s probably gonna be some fuckin’ trouble. Your choice.”
“Yes. Fuck, yes”, I said.
“Be out front in five”. Click.
John’s silver truck stopped in front of me beside the curb and John waved me around. I went around the front and hopped in. When I closed the door the cabin light remained on and I noticed John was sitting there naked, with just his John Deere cap on. He had one arm resting on the door and the other was playing with his phone on the bench seat. His cock just flopped to the side. Pointing at me. It was obviously wet and still semi-hard and it was a thick one.
“She want’s me to call as soon as you get in” he said, as he punched the phone with his finger.
“Ok!” I heard Jill exclaim, even though I didn’t here a ring. I imagined her sitting in the kitchen with a dripping pussy, at the kitchen table, probably smoking a cig and pulling on a Coors Lite.
“Chris, I figure that If you like creampies then you must like eating semen and if you like eating semen then I know you’ll eat dick. So you’re going to eat dick or John, LOL! I want you to clean my husband up. I don’t care how you do it, tongue, mouth, fingers, all of the above. He needs to be all cleaned up before he gets back over here. I want him ready for round two and I want you ready for the mother of all creampies. Kapiche?”
John and I both looked down at his dick at the same time. It was getting harder and some clear fluid was extruding from the tip and starting to push a rivulet of white cream down onto the black leather upholstery. John moved his fingers around his shaft and squeezed a white ring of cloudy liquid around the top of his hand and cock head.
I leaned down and the smell of pussy overcame all of my senses. I gently touched the end of John’s wet cock with my tongue and then flattening it a little, I licked down into the foreskin, digging straight for the heart of the artichoke. I was rewarded with about a teaspoon of salty cum and the musky splooge of wet pussy. Then almost without warning he grasped my head like a tailback grasps a football and pressed in. I opened my jaw and his cock filled my mouth and pressed the back of my throat.
I heard a faint “Ok, On our way. kisses.” Then the truck’s cabin light clicked off and we were moving.
to be continued…
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