Oh, what a night!

A few weeks ago, we met with a couple from AFF.  Up to that point, we'd exchanged a few e-mails, and they seemed like a nice, attractive couple.  When Ron and Charlotte first walked through the door, I was immediately elated to discover that Charlotte was even prettier in person than in her photos.  Over the next hour or so, we exchanged the usual chit-chat about our family lives and jobs.  Both Ron and Charlotte seemed to be enjoying themselves, but at the same time they seemed a little uncomfortable.  After awhile, we learned that this was their first meeting with another couple in months.  While this explained their discomfort, it didn't help break the awkward silences that punctuated our first meeting together.

After we'd finished eating, and the checks had been paid, the four of us remained at the table, awkwardly wondering how to proceed with the evening.  So I asked if either of the two played pool, and luckily enough, both answered that they are avid pool players.  I then secured a table for the four of us, and we proceeded to play pool for the next hour or so.  At this point, they began to loosen up a little, and we had a lot of fun together.

When we parted for the evening, I told Kathleen that Charlotte was without question "my type" of girl, and we were both eager to meet them again.  Luckily, shortly after we returned home, we got a message from Ron stating that they would like to meet us again.


This past Friday, we met with them again for dinner and drinks.  Afterward, we went back to their place, where Ron prepared some nice drinks for us.  We then sat around their livingroom, wondering how to make that awkward, yet inevitable, transition to the bedroom.  Initially, we tried playing a really lame game of strip poker.  After several rounds, the two guys were shirtless, and Kathleen was bottomless.  But Kathleen, playing the role of the world's greatest wingman, decided to get things started, and began flirting with Ron.  After a few more hands were dealt, Kathleen's advances became a bit more aggressive, and in no time the two began to make out.  At long last, that was my sign to begin making out with Charlotte.  So I leaned in next to her, and she reciprocated by kissing me long and hard.

At some point, we all realized how silly it was to be making out on their couches, so we moved upstairs to their bedroom.  Although we were all naked and sharing the same bed, the awkwardness was still present.  Unsure of how to make the first move, I simply began making out with Kathleen.  Charlotte and Ron followed suit by making out with each other.  As Kathleen and I kissed, I realized that once again my body was refusing to cooperate.  Kathleen offered to get me going, but I didn't want to draw attention to it.  Instead, as I kissed Kathleen, I slowly ran my fingers along Charlotte's legs and thighs.  After teasing her for awhile, I slowly made my way toward her pussy, which I was happy to discover was already wet.


Sensing that I would not be able to perform right away, I figured I'd give myself some time by going down on Charlotte.  I positioned myself between her legs and began "working my magic."  I tried every "trick" I had learned throughout my lifetime, but it was difficult to read Charlotte's body language.

Meanwhile, over on the other side of the bed, Kathleen was busy giving Ron the blowjob of his life.  As I licked and sucked between Charlotte's legs, Kathleen worked her magic on Ron, massaging his dick with her tongue and throat, and moaning to the point that I thought Ron had already shot his load inside her.  But she kept going, telling me that he wasn't quite finished yet.

After going down on Charlotte for a very long time, I still wasn't hard.  Despite all the sexy activity around me, I just couldn't get it up.  It remains a mystery to me what happens in these situations, but I'm determined to push through it and make it work.  Charlotte did her best to get me going by sucking my cock for awhile.  And once again, I felt the sudden urgency to cum even though my dick was completely limp. I stopped Charlotte before it was too late, and she climbed on top of me.  We made out for awhile, and eventually I managed to get hard enough to slip on a condom.

I entered her slowly, and it was the most amazing feeling.  Once again, I found myself on the verge of orgasm before I'd even begun.  At one point, I was so close to cumming, I had to quickly pull out and strangle my dick at the base.  Charlotte gave me an odd sort of look, so I just smiled and told her I was a little too excited.  She smiled in response, and I went back to work.  But after stopping myself, I now had the opposite problem: I was losing my erection yet again.

Rather than try to get it back (which I've learned is pointless), I asked her if she enjoyed the oral sex, and she claimed she did.  So I asked if she wanted more, and she happily agreed.  So once again, I positioned myself between her legs and went back to work.  As I did, I couldn't believe what I was hearing on the other side of the bed.  Ron was on top of Kathleen, fucking her, and I could hear them whispering, but couldn't quite hear what they were saying.  At one point, though, I heard Kathleen mutter the word "face" and I knew exactly what she had requested.  She actually asked him to cum on her face!

This little request got me incredibly excited once again, and when I saw Ron move into position, straddling her face while stroking his cock, I nearly lost it.  After what I thought may have been an orgasm from Charlotte (it was still difficult to tell), I moved into position, kneeling next to her face, and she happily took me in her mouth.  As she did so, my eyes were glued to the action on the other side of the bed.  Ron alternated between jerking off over her face and inserting his dick in her mouth.  Every once in awhile, Karen would bring her head forward and deepthroat him, eliciting a nice, low groan.  At one point, Ron grabbed her hair and fucked her face.

I couldn't take anymore.  I could feel myself right on the edge of ecstasy, so I gave Charlotte a warning, telling her I was going to cum.  I figured she would redirect my cock toward her tits, or stop altogether, which would signal to me that she wanted to be fucked again.  But a third option never occurred to me: she kept sucking.

I figured maybe she didn't hear me, so I said it again: "I'm going to cum."  And again, she kept sucking.  Just for good measure, I gave her a third warning, just seconds before I exploded into her throat.  It felt so tremendous, I practically screamed.  And I came in wave after wave, to the point where I didn't think it would end!  I really thought she would choke or gag, but she swallowed every drop without a problem.  It was an incredibly erotic experience, and one I never thought I would experience.

I thanked her, and we dressed and left the room, allowing Ron and Kathleen to have some privacy.  And while they continued to play on the bed, Charlotte and I had a very nice conversation in her kitchen.  Eventually, we ventured back upstairs to find Ron and Kathleen sprawled out on their backs, looking drained.