Carlos shrugged out of his robe, letting it fall to a crumpled heap behind him. Now there was nothing obstructing the view from the women on the bed. It was a full profile shot of Carlos standing over me, his cock going a little further into my mouth with each stroke and coming out wet with my saliva. He slid in and out slowly, seeming to savor each crawling thrust.
My hands had automatically found their place on his hips, trying to keep the cock from going too deep and choking me. Whispers of encouragement filled my ears over the rumble of thunder outdoors.
“That’s good Brad. Just like that. Keep going, you’ve almost got the whole thing. Good boy. Good job. That feels really good. You’re a natural.”
My face flushed as Carlos continued his praise along with his slow thrusts. Even though I couldn’t see, I could feel the riveting gaze of my girlfriend as she watched our neighbor take control of my mouth for his own pleasure.
I pulled away enough to glance towards the bed. Sure enough, Diana’s eyes were fixed on me and the action. Janet still sat beside her, that impish smirk painted across her features. Janet’s fingers were plunging in and out of my girlfriend’s vagina while her thumb flicked the clit. Diana was so wet Janet’s movements produced continuous squishing sounds. Diana was emitting her own guttural moans as Janet’s digits invaded my girlfriend’s sex.
Carlos grabbed my head, repositioning it back where he wanted it. “Don’t worry about them. You’ve got a job to do.” he said, sliding his cock back into the warm recesses of my mouth.
Carlos let out a low growl as he slid his instrument in and out. I was taking the whole length easier now that I had gotten used to it. My lips were stretched taut around my neighbor’s meat as the length slid into my throat.
Carlos stopped thrusting and started pushing and pulling my head, making me do the work. Soon he even stopped that, but my head continued to bob on its own. I was moving faster, my hands holding his ass as my mouth pistoned along his shaft.
“Oh yeah, just like that!” Carlos said breathlessly. His chest heaved as he seemed to be close to losing control. “Just a little more, just like that. God, you’re good. That mouth feels amazing. Are you ready Brad?”
I don’t know what I thought he was talking about. Before, I had flushed with embarrassment when Diana saw Carlos’s cock in my mouth. Now I flushed a little knowing that I was doing such a good job.
Janet seemed to know exactly what was going on. Her free hand was playing with one of Diana’s nipples, pinching and lightly twisting, while her other hand still assaulted my girlfriend’s crotch. Diana’s moans were more guttural. She was close and Janet knew it.
“Watch closely Diana. Carlos is just about done using your boyfriend’s mouth.” Janet demanded.
Carlos looked down at me as he backed off slightly. His cock emerged from between my lips and he stroked his shaft only twice as I watched his eyes with my mouth hanging open questioningly.
With a final strained growl from Carlos, the cock at my lips shot its milk into my open mouth. It had already spewed a second shot before I tried to back away, only for Carlos to swiftly move forward, sinking half his cock back into my waiting orifice. He held my head in place as he unloaded stream after stream of cum into my mouth and down my throat.
“Mmph! Umph!” were the only sounds I could utter as I swallowed his cum to keep from drowning.
“Oh my god, what a slut he is!” Janet noisily whispered into Diana’s ear.
That was all it took to push Diana over the edge. A high pitched squeal followed by repeated yelping signaled a powerful orgasm ripping through her as Janet continued to work her pussy over. The cries of her cumming finally slowed and faded away. Janet withdrew her fingers, but still cupped Diana’s mound with her palm.
Finally the flood of semen slowed to a trickle and Carlos released his hold. I fell backwards onto the floor as my neighbor stood triumphantly over me.
“Neither of you are done yet.” Janet advised.
With those words, Janet got off the bed and threw on her robe that had been left by the side of my bed. Carlos retrieved his as well and they both departed our house, presumably returning to their own right next door. That made Janet’s last statement even more questionable in my mind.
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