When I lived in Sacramento a few years ago, I had met a neighbor, Betty, at a local bar, who was attractive and currently unattached. I was seeing another woman right at that moment but we did talk and email back and forth, sometimes talking about sex and the like.
My relationship with the woman I had been seeing was definitely headed downhill, so when Betty told me one day in an email about her friend, Karen, who was not happy with the sex in her marriage and asked if I would like to meet her, I quickly agreed.
She told me to come over on Saturday morning about nine to meet her friend and talk and get to know each other. What's to lose, I figured.
Betty answered the door and ushered me inside.
"Ron, this is Karen, who I told you about. Karen, Ron. Have a seat."
We did the usual as Betty got coffee. Now, Betty was, as I said, attractive, probably around twenty-eight or so, brunette, dark brown eyes, slender, nice figure, fun to be around, and her friend, Karen, was blond, athletic-looking, deep blue eyes, also slender, tanned and with a very nice pair of boobs, about the same age as Betty. Me, I'm twenty-four.
After coffee was brought out, Betty leaned forward and said, "Now, Karen, explain your situation to Ron, here."
"Well, the situation is the husband. He just never treats me like he did when we first met, now he just crawls on, does his thing, and crawls off. Two minutes, he's happy, I'm frustrated."
"I don't know why, Karen, you're really a beautiful woman. He should know better; if he treats a pretty woman that way, she's gonna look elsewhere."
"Well, Ron, that's why I wanted you two to get the chance to meet each other. You didn't seem to be the kind to treat a woman that way," said Betty.
"No, my mother'd kill me for one. No, I respect women, that's just the wrong way to treat anyone, and such a pretty one, well, that I really don't understand."
"See, I knew Ron was a nice guy, Karen."
"So what would you do different, Ron?" Karen asked.
"Well, I don't just jump into things, first of all. Take my time. I love to start out with a nice snuggle and kissing, you know, all the mushy stuff, and I always try to make every part of a woman's body tingle before I ever put anything inside her. And, oral, I want her to be so ready, I get her ready with lots of oral, all she wants if we have the time."
Betty looked over at her friend who raised her thumb up, smiling.
"What's going on with the thumbs-up, ladies?"
"Well," Betty answered, "Karen and I decided if we found the right guy to, well, take care of her needs, shall we say, she'd let me know. I think, Ron, she just let me know."
"Yes, and Betty agreed to something else, too, Ron. Come on, tell him."
"Well, I half-jokingly told her that if I found her the right guy, I'd demonstrate to her just how I give a great blowjob."
"Tell him all of it, Betty."
"And I'd demonstrate it on the guy I'd found for her."
I sat there rather stunned and not just a little aroused at the prospect.
"Looks like you've got yourself a blowjob, Ron. And I get to watch," said Karen. "This should be fun. And lots more for you, Ron. Betty tells me she's the best."
"Looks like I've walked into the best day of my life, ladies."
"You might just have, Ron," Betty said as she pulled me up and kissed me. Then, she knelt down, undid my belt, opened my pants up, slid them down, then pulled my briefs down to the floor. Out flopped my best friend, who I sensed was in for a very good time today, and Betty had me sit on the ottoman, removed her blouse and bra, saying she thought I'd be helped along that way, and she was so right. Her breasts were large, maybe D-cup and nice, they fell a little but not much and she had small red nipples which were really standing out. She gripped my shaft and began licking around and around in circles on the head of my cock.
Karen moved over to watch, she really was watching, maybe she didn't know how, is that possible these days? Or maybe she just didn't think she did it very well. Any way, I was quickly learning that her friend, Betty, certainly knew her way around a guy's cock. Then she planted a big smack on the tip complete with sound effects as she then slid her lips over my head and began slowly sucking me over and over.
She was pulsing her sucks which felt really good, I'd never had it done quite that way before. Then, she slid her hand away and dropped her mouth all the way down on me and began going up and down. She took it all in, every bit of my cock, no woman had ever done that before, I felt like the tip of my cock must have been in her throat, I was being deep-throated, I guess, never had that before. My hands were down on her generous breasts rubbing up and down as she knelt between my knees.
In a few minutes, she was back up to sucking the tip, which did feel so good, and she was getting me nearer and nearer, clearly Betty was good, really good.
"Oh, oh, wow, Betty, oh, hon, that is so, so good. Oh, I'm gonna cum in a minute."
I always like to let the woman know, just in case swallowing my cum is not her thing, it pays dividends in the long run. In this case, Betty just kept on sucking, smiling up at me as Karen looked on, hopefully taking mental notes.
The inevitable does happen, and I could feel the excitement tingling in the tip of my cock as Betty sucked and sucked. So far, it was the greatest blowjob I'd ever had, yes, she was the best. Then, it hit, my cum rocketed up into her mouth as she gulped it all down. She backed up off my cock, held it in her fist and licked eery trace that seeped out after.
I sat there in a bit of a daze, almost sucked inside out, a very happy man.
"Betty, can I return the favor? I've been told I'm pretty good and, after that, well, you are the best, my dear, just the best. So, I'd be happy to do you."
"Well, Ron, that's something that I'm never likely to turn down," and I took her hand, lifted her up then removed her pants and pulled down her panties, kneeling before her beautifully shaved pussy. I had her sit on the leather sofa and lean back as I approached her on the floor and put my face up between her legs.
I took hold of her knees and spread them as far as I could then began running my tongue all around underneath her. Karen sat and watched and I could see that she was rubbing her pants along the seam of her crotch. I hope I get to do her next.
"Mmm, oh, Ron, mmm, you do know what you're doing. You're teasing me, aren't you. Just going all around my pussy, making me want it, you devil."
I looked up and smiled at her as I licked wide circles around her pubic area. Then, I started licking straight across from side to side, letting my tongue slide across her labia then on to the other side, back and forth, sweeping from one side to the other.
"Oh, I am so ready, Ron, you can get to my pussy any time now. Oh, just wait Karen, Ron knows what he's doing. You'll love this."
I was tonguing across and around her pussy now as she reached down and spread her pussy lips open.
"Lick me inside, Ron, up inside my pussy."
I began tonguing up into her opened hole, running my tongue around and around as she moaned, "Mmm, ummm, unnnh, oh, Ron, oh, Ron."
I could tell that it was really getting to her and, then, "OOOH, OOH, OOH, OOH, UUH, UUH, oh, Ron, oh, Ron, oh, you make my pussy such a happy girl, mmm," as I continued licking and tonguing her.
I looked up and she pulled me up by the shoulders and began kissing my wet face all over.
"Oh, Ron, you were so good, you can do me any old time you want, hon."
"You've got my number," I replied hopefully.
"Well, why don't you two go use my bedroom and have fun?"
So, I stood up, reached over and took Karen's hand and led her down the hall to our hostess's bedroom and closed the door.
"Well," Karen said, nervously.
"I do kiss, Karen, but I don't bite," as I put my arms around her and gently pulled her to me, "May I?" I asked and she tilted her head up and I softly kissed her.
After a bit, she pulled her lips back, then pressed them to mine again, this time, slipping her tongue into my mouth as she pulled me closer. I slid my tongue inside her mouth and she began to suck on it in a rather seductive manner, things were getting better, I thought.
"So, I guess, we're here to do more than just kiss, Ron. Betty's set this up, I guess you know what it's all about, right?"
"Yes, and I'm assuming you want to have it happen, right?"
"Look, Ron, I'm just nervous, I mean...".
"I know, Karen, it's perfectly understandable. Until this morning, we'd never even seen each other. Now, well, we're supposed to become intimate."
"Exactly. And, I've never done anything like this before."
"Well, Karen it's kind of new ground for me, too."
"You could start by undressing me," and I took the bottom of her teeshirt and pulled it up over her head, leaving her standing there in a white, lacy bra and jeans.
"I'll bet you know how these come off," she said as she turned and I pushed the two sides together, unhooking her bra. She shrugged her shoulders and off it came in her hands as she dropped it to the floor.
Karen's breasts were beautiful, really stunning. They were pretty sizable, maybe C-cup, and had no droop at all, they were lovely and firm and were tipped with pretty, pink nipples which were very erect.
"Oh, Karen, you are beautiful," I said as I reached to her and held them in my hands.
"Thank you, Ron, it's nice for you to say that."
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