The Assignment Ch. 2

Date: 21.12.2009

Keywords: The, Ch., 2, Assignment,

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The bed bounced with their giggly struggle. Several times, she glanced at my erection, bobbing from the excitement. Cindy gave up and Kurt pulled her across his stomach facing his feet, and me. Her smile was radiant, as she lifted up and positioned her husband's shaft. With the face of an angel, she allowed his entrance into heaven on earth.

Kurt pulled her back, exposing his insertions while groping her chest.

Cindy began to rock and slide on top of him to create as much friction as possible.

Well I'd seen enough, more than enough to feed my rich fantasy life for years. I couldn't wait any longer. It was time to take matters into my own hands. They didn't seem to care, why should I? I grabbed my hard-on and stroked in time with Cindy and Kurt.

Right away, Cindy fixed her stare on the hand job. In fact, she leaned forward for a closer look.

Being the good servant, I knee-walked beside them to allow full access, hoping for something more. A few strokes later, she reached out and gently cupped my balls. She didn't ask permission, not that I'd refuse.

After a short fondle, she said, "Nice," and warmed me with a smile. I was entranced, and she took advantage. The feminine fingers slid up and pushed mine off. There was no argument from anyone.

Kurt had a firm grip on her hips and was intent on forcing his own satisfaction. The bed moved with the rhythmic beat of sex. Cindy's hand moved in time with the rhythm. I reached out and caressed her breast with an offbeat tender reciprocation.

Her eyes closed and the salacious smile returned. The little hand moved to my glans and tweaked it, as I tweaked her nipple. When her eyes reopened, they were sultry and full of mischief -- boldness I'd not seen before. Her eyes traveled to my cock in her hand and then back to meet my gaze. Her tongue peeked out and licked her lips.

After that, I didn't care if Kurt beat me to death or not. I stood on the bed and faced her.

With Kurt thrusting hard, Cindy tenderly inspected my cock. Satisfied, she smiled up and sucked me halfway in. The warm softness of her mouth after a long night of teasing nearly sent me over the edge. But Cindy wasn't without skill. Sensing my limit, she backed off.

"Like that?" Her voice cracked with Kurt's inrush.

"Loved it." I smiled back.

"Oh, god!" Kurt's thrusts intensified.

Cindy grinned at me and used both hands -- one to stroke the other to tease my balls. The tip disappeared between her lips and I could feel the shock of Kurt's penetrations. She wasted no time in bringing me back to the brink.

"Oh, Cin!" was Kurt's signal to fire all loads. As Kurt exploded inside, Cindy pumped mine out into the air. The intense look of pleasure on her face and the intense pleasure of my release thrilled beyond expectations.

My knees gave out and I sat down. We remained quiet and unmoving for a while.

Cindy's face and chest were a splattered mess. I reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a handful of tissues. She anxiously wiped off, before turning to her husband for their essential cuddle.

"We're done now, Pete."

I blinked a few times, my mind not quite back to earth.

"Time to go."

Understanding came in a cold rush. "Oh… okay then." I gathered my clothes, suddenly feeling like the odd man that I was. "Thanks for the… experience," was the best farewell I could manage, not having any point of reference even close for comparison. At the bedroom door I paused, thinking maybe they wanted to return the thanks, but they did not. I dressed in the outer room and left. The drive back to my hotel was confusing and I got lost. Eventually I stopped at a convenience store and asked directions. Once back at the hotel, I checked out and drove all night.

To this day, I can still feel the excitement and the intensity of that night. I've replayed it many times. But in the final analysis, I was left as frustrated as I started, only emptier somehow.

I never stayed in that hotel again.