“My friends want some blowjob practice. I hope you can help them?” The naughty smile on her face made me love her even more. She said, “Go ahead. I want to see your face when you cum.”
I stuck my penis through the hole and got an unskilled but nice blowjob. Before I could pull away, a hand held my shaft firmly and another mouth started licking and sucking.
She told me the best part last. “Two of my friends are virgins. They want some fuck practice. If you wear a condom and I blindfold you first, so you don’t know who you’re doing it with, it won’t be cheating right?”
“Um … uh … RIGHT!”
Before we went to bed that night, I got four below-average blowjobs and pumped spunk into a young mouth. I also filled a pair of vagina-wrapped condoms. Cindy asked me, “Is it okay if I have another sleepover next weekend?”
How could I resist? “Sure! Any time!”
“I miss giving a lot of blowjobs, and my friends want to help me too. On Friday, I’ll have six girls and six boys over here. You can take a dick pill, lay on your back, and wonder who’s riding you for a couple of hours. And I can watch while I drink lots of cum. They’re all safe. None of them had sex with more than one person, so diseases won’t be a problem.”
I kissed her intensely. “I didn’t think it was possible, but I love you even more now!”
We had fuck practice and a blowjob line in our basement nearly every Friday and Saturday, until the week of our wedding. The first day of our honeymoon, I watched in the closet with her as she sucked off half a college football team. That night three anonymous vaginas and two anonymous asses rode my dick while I was blindfolded. We were more than happy to agree, gloryhole blowjobs and fuck practice weren’t cheating, they were extra fun to enhance our intense love for each other.
The day each of them turned 18, we told our three sons and four daughters about the weekend fuck practice and gloryhole. To this day, I have no idea if they ever got involved.
My wife’s favorite part of me hopes they did.
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