Learning Your Way Around The Cock
“Wow! You never told me your sister looks like *that*!” My wife’s sister Isobel had just come into town and brought her latest boyfriend. Apparently he was one to speak his mind.
“You look fantastic!” he went on, still addressing Courtney, my wife. He was tall and obviously an outgoing person. “Do you know what I like *best* about you?”
“Oh Craig, stop teasing her,” said Isobel, “There’s no stopping him,” she said to us.
“What do you like best?” asked Courtney.
“Your mouth, you have the most wonderful mouth.” This was a little strange. “It is so perfectly shaped! And your lips! They’re *fantastic*! Do you know what your mouth and lips are perfect for?”
“What” asked Courtney? She seemed a little wary to me and a little taken aback.
“For what *men like best*!” There was a pause and no one said anything. I was sure Courtney was going to explode and I waited like a statue, braced for it. Then she giggled.
“Sorry about that,” said Isobel, “Obviously he’s not housebroken yet.”
“I can see that!” said Courtney but she was still giggling.
“What’s the matter?” said Craig. “I just call it like I see it.”
“Right,” said Isobel, rolling her eyes at the same time.
Craig was a little much for me–one of the louder and more abrasive people I’d ever met. He had a comment for everything throughout dinner and I wondered how long Isobel would be able to take him. After dinner Isobel and Courtney got in conversation catching up and I ended up entertaining Craig.
“They sure are a couple of hot babes!” he said by way of making conversation, I suppose.
“Yes, they are both very attractive.”
“You got *that* right!” I tried to think of a response to that. I suspected keeping up a conversation with Craig would be a challenge. After a pause, he went on “Did you ever do Isobel?”
“No, I never did!”
“How could you keep your hands off her? What a pair of sisters! I bet Isobel’s been desperate when she was between boyfriends!”
“Well, I’ve stuck with Courtney.”
“Right! I got ya!” and he winked at me! Believe it or not, our conversation didn’t rise much above that. Finally we all got to talking some more and I felt relieved even though the conversation was still a bit strange.
I almost asked Courtney what she thought of Craig when we went to bed but figured I didn’t want to listen to a harangue. I wondered what it was going to be like spending a day at the beach with them. But something made me look at Courtney’s mouth. No, we never do that. I think about doing it sometimes but I could never imagine Courtney going for it.
That night, I woke up and Courtney wasn’t there! “Courtney,” I said in a low voice and got no response. I got up without turning on the light and wandered out the door in the dark. Light was coming from the guest bedroom and the door opened a bit, blinding me. When it was shut, I found Isobel in the hall with me.
“Everything all right?” I asked Isobel in a low voice.
“Oh, sure,” said Isobel.
“Courtney got up for something,” I said.
“Oh, it’s that Craig! There’s no stopping him!” said Isobel. “Come here and look,” she added, grabbing my hand and pulling me. She pulled me to the door and opened it a crack. Courtney was in there! And kneeling in front of Craig with his cock in her mouth! I stared. Isobel closed the door again.
“Once he has something in his mind, you just have to get out of his way!” she said and giggled. I didn’t know what to do. She just stood there as if she were waiting for me. Finally, I walked back into my room–it was like I was in a trance. I lay in bed, staring at the dark ceiling.
I woke up the next morning to find Courtney right there beside me–as if nothing had happened! We all ate breakfast and no one said a single word about it! After breakfast, we drove down to the ocean. It was pretty crowded but we had the chance to go in a bit as well as lay out. Craig was in and out of the waves the whole time. Courtney and Isobel sat and talked for a lot of the time. I got bored. Then we were leaving.
“Yep, that Courtney’s really something!” Craig was babbling on as we walked through the parking lot but this caught my attention in light of the previous evening’s activities. “You’ve got the mouth of an *angel*!” he went on, directing his comment to Courtney.
“Don’t listen to him!” said Isobel, giggling.
“I *mean* it! Peter knows, don’t you?” Now *what* was I going to say to answer *that*?
“Yes–she’s *very* pretty” I volunteered. We were approaching our car.
“Sure she’s a knockout. But I mean the way she sucks cock!” Courtney gasped and Isobel giggled again. This was unbelievable! I just stared. “Come let’s show them,” he went on. We were at the car. He pulled Courtney by the hand over next to the car–between it and a minivan parked next to it. Then he pushed down on her shoulders, inducing her to kneel. They were still both in their suits–Courtney in a bikini. He pulled off his suit and his cock sprang out there right in front of her face. She didn’t look at me at all but just knelt there looking at his cock. There weren’t people right there in the parking lot but it was pretty open–anyone could come toward us.
“Easy now, girl, you can do it,” he said and he pulled her head toward his cock. Right out there in daylight, in the parking lot! I looked around nervously. She had him in her mouth and was sucking away. Isobel just watched and smiled. I couldn’t help but nervously look around for anyone coming.
She went on and on, sucking him. He looked down at her and smiled. I couldn’t stand watching it.
“Isn’t she good?” he finally said. Then he started grunting and spasming and it was obvious that he was coming. She just kept sucking.
“She’s a great little cocksucker–a *real talent*” he went on. Courtney stood up. She looked a little nervous and didn’t look at me at all.
“Well I think she has a *lot to learn*” volunteered Isobel.
“Well she isn’t as accomplished as *you* but she certainly has potential.”
“I’ll show you *real* cock sucking,” responded Isobel. Immediately she was on her knees in front of Craig. In seconds she had her one-piece peeled off and around her knees. I stared at her body–her naked breasts. Craig approached her and she went right for his cock with her mouth. He grabbed her hair and started fucking like crazy. I couldn’t believe how much they moved–he was slamming into her face! She more-or-less hung on for dear life. She had her hands folded behind her back. He was jerking more and more until he obviously came again. I couldn’t take my eyes off them. Courtney was watching them too. When he was done, he collapsed against the car and she collapsed into sitting on the ground. They just stayed like that catching their breath for a minute. Then they pulled on their suits and got in the car!
Courtney wouldn’t look at me that evening–I never talked to her once even though we all had supper together. That evening, Courtney and Craig disappeared into the guest bedroom. I didn’t go up there. They were there for hours ‘til past time to go to bed. Isobel and I watched TV, not saying much. Finally I headed for the bedroom without Courtney. Isobel followed me.
“She just wants to learn,” said Isobel. She sensed that I didn’t like all this. She left and I went to bed. As soon as I had the light out, the door opened and someone slipped in. I turned on the light again by the bed. It was Isobel. She was in a nightie and she slipped into bed in Courtney’s place and reached over me and turned out the light again.
I lay there thinking. “It’s just a little *change* for her,” said Isobel as she lay there. “She’s going to know new things.” I didn’t answer but still stared at the dark ceiling. She reached over and took my hand. “Hold me, please,” she said. I finally looked at her in the dark. We kissed for a minute. Then she drew back and lay on her back next to me. She said quietly “please?” I still stared at the ceiling–I couldn’t do it. I held her in my arms part of the night but that was all.
The next morning, Craig and Isobel were gone. Courtney was making breakfast when I woke up. She said good morning when I came down as if nothing had happened.
“Courtney…” it was my first word of the morning and she turned, sensing I was disturbed.
She put her finger over her lips to quiet me. “You liked it with Isobel, didn’t you?” she asked, with a little smile.
“She’s nice,” I replied.
“Let me…” she started talking, but stopped. Then, with a little smile, she knelt at my feet and started opening my pants. I gently pushed her away. She ended up sitting on her ass with her arms out behind her to lean on. She looked up at me, confused.
We’re pretty comfortable together again now, but I’ve never let her touch my cock with her mouth. But I think about it.
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