through my slit, feeling my wetness. I groaned as I held him.
His finger made a few laps around my clit before sliding back out. His eyes locked on mine as he sucked the finger into his mouth.
“You taste as good as ever, babe.”
I took his hand and pulled his finger from his mouth, and brought it to my lips. My tongue flicked out against his rough skin, and I tasted a faint trace of myself.
“That’s so fucking sexy,” he breathed.
My hand moved down and I cupped the front of his swimsuit. He was half hard and bulging out the front. I squeezed, and felt his cock twitch. I watched his eyes as the pleasure I was causing flickered subtly across his face. He was never one to show a lot of emotion during sex, but if you knew him and watched closely, you could see it.
I dropped to my knees and kissed his cock through the still-wet material. He sighed softly. I followed the bulge with my lips, kissing along his length until I reached the swollen head. Opening my mouth, I gripped it with my lips through the cloth. Sucking, I could taste the chlorinated water with him mixed in.
His hands moved to the side of my head, and gripped me lightly, his fingertips gently massaging my scalp.
I couldn’t wait any longer, and reached up and pulled his suit down over his hips, to his mid thighs. His familiar cock sprang out, arching out and up, still with a bit of a droop as he had yet to reach full hardness. I was about to take care of that.
Not wasting any time, I opened my mouth wide and took him inside, only the head at first as I swirled my tongue around it. It twitched and swelled, the head becoming smoother as it pulsed with blood. My lips locked around the sensitive ridge, as my tongue danced in happy undulations over the tip. Pushing my head forward, I began taking him deeper.
He groaned softly as my lips tightened around him and began to slide down his shaft. His dick swelled to full hardness, now arching slightly upward, as it reached for the back of my throat. My tongue played a tune on the veined underside as it slid past, my mouth opening wider to take him deep.
His hands were tightening on my hair, twitching from the pleasure I was giving him. I knew he liked to control it at the end, and I was looking forward to when his hands gripped me hard and held me in place as he fucked my mouth to put himself over the edge. That was what I had tried to explain to Gwen — the two sides of Joey. He could be gentle like he was now, but he also could inflict pain — the good kind of pain — just when you needed it.
His cockhead wedged into the back of my throat, and I held him there, reaching up to cup his large balls in my hand. I massaged them gently as my mouth created a vacuum around his shaft, working my throat to massage the knob of his head. His fingers twitched again, a sure sign that he was enjoying this.
My lips slid off of him, nice and slow, as my tongue flicked against his sensitive skin. Out he went, until the head bumped over my lips and just the tip was in my mouth. I could taste him now, and I groaned softly, loving that animal-like flavor. I probed the tip of my tongue into the tight slit, searching for more of his taste.
His hands tugged at my head, letting me know he was ready for me to begin. It was like we hadn’t missed three years, as we picked up where we left off, reading each other’s little signs.
I slid down again, taking him deep, then back out, keeping my mouth tight around him. Then again, and again, over and over. His cock glistened wetly from my saliva as I pumped my head on his rigid rod. I found my rhythm and stuck to it, drawing the pleasure out of him slowly as my lips ovaled tightly up and down his shaft.
I was so into my cocksucking, I had forgotten where I was. But now I remembered and my pussy gushed a wet bubble of juice as I thought about Shane watching me do this.
Sometime later tonight, when he got home, he would probably look at the videos his camera captured. He would see the two guys changing, and probably delete them. Then he would come upon Gwen putting on her suit, and he would probably pause to watch it, since he’d never seen her before. Then he would get to the next video — this one.
And he would see me sucking a cock. And loving it. Would he get hard? Or did Beth’s pussy wear him out, and he’d have to wait until the morning to jack off to the high-definition sight of me salivating all over a hard dick? And the ultimate irony would be, as he was watching me do this, he would be unaware that the dick I was sucking was only a stand in for his own cock — just as every cock in my mouth had been since I saw his Hawaii video.
I wished I could be there when he watched it for the first time. To see the expression of surprise on his face. Followed by the lust.
Then I had a better idea. I wished I could suck him as he watched it. Take his cock into my mouth as he watched me blow Joey. Then he would know what it felt like too.
I was so far gone in my fantasies, I hadn’t picked up the signs of Joey’s impending orgasm. So I was surprised when his fingers tightened hard in my hair, jerking my head forward as he thrust his hips powerfully against me.
He cockhead lodged in the back of my throat, and I felt it swell hugely, blocking my breathing. In the next second, I felt the hot jet of his seething cum blast against my throat muscles, causing me to gag slightly.
I swallowed quickly, just in time to accept the next fiery burst of unleashed load, as his fingers painfully yanked my hair. He was no longer gentle Joey, but instead a grunting and thrusting brute out for only his own pleasure, using me to satisfy his wanton lusts. And I loved every second of it.
He fired bolt after bolt of hot swirling cream into my mouth, groaning out moans with each one, until I couldn’t keep up and it spilled out the corners of my lips, dripping down over my chin.
I continued to suckle at him, swallowing as I felt his swollen flesh pulse warmly in my tight mouth.
He began to soften, and I still held him in my oral embrace, sliding my tongue over his spent cock, causing him to twitch with pleasure. Finally, I slid my mouth off of him, milking him with my hand so that his last drop seeped out on my tongue.
“Fuck me,” he gasped, catching his breath. “Either you’ve been practicing, or my memory is shot, because I don’t ever remember it being that good.” He looked down at me in appreciation.
I grinned proudly up at him. He reached down and wiped a line of his cum off of my cheek with his thumb, and I opened her mouth so he would feed it to me, licking it clean.
He pulled me up and slid his hand back into my bottoms. I was sopping now, soaking the crotch of the silky material. I gripped his bicep with my hand and closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure for a moment.
But after a few seconds, I pushed him away. “Not now. Let’s check on Tony and Gwen.”
“They can take care of themselves,” he said with a grin, pulling up his suit.
“I know. But it’s kind of rude for us to just leave them there alone.”
“Whatever,” he said, and put his arm around me.
Chapter 10
When we walked out, we were surprised to see Tony and Gwen were missing. They weren’t at the table, or in the pool. They either left, or were in the house.
Joey chuckled. “I told you they could take care of themselves.”
“What do you mean?”
“What do you think I mean. Tony tells me her little pussy goes nonstop. They’re probably in the house giving it a workout.”
“Where in the house?”
He shrugged. “How should I know? Let’s go check.” He began to pull me towards the door.
I resisted. “Maybe we should give them some privacy.”
“Come on. We’ll satisfy your curiosity about where they are, then we’ll come back out here and finish what we started.”
I grinned at him. “Is that a promise?”
“Oh yeah. We’re definitely not done yet. Come on.”
I allowed him to pull me into the house, and I expected to see the couple on one of the living room couches,
