John from the field had come over that night. I had arranged with Beth to give her a massage at 9:45 PM, and John and I had been chatting earlier in the day—he was free to drop by around 10:30 PM.
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I asked Beth if she was interested, though she wasn’t sure it would actually happen so late. To encourage him, I sent John a teasing video of Beth’s bare ass in our bed.
As I gave Beth the massage, I suddenly heard a car pull up outside. I slipped downstairs to let John in, leaving Beth waiting in our room.
When I returned, Beth was under the covers, looking unsuspectingly cute and innocent—definitely not daring or bold. John started undressing while I gently pulled the covers off Beth. She lay back with her legs spread wide, arms raised above her head, emanating a submissive allure.
I began by licking her intimately as John stroked her nipples and thighs, then lavished attention on her breasts with his tongue. Expecting him to want her mouth next, I waited—but when he didn’t move for her lips, I realized he desired access to her wet pussy.
I moved aside, allowing him to explore. He rubbed her clitoris tenderly before sliding his thick, hard cock along her slit. I alternated between kissing Beth and teasing her nipples.
John started sliding inside her, but his size and the minimal foreplay made Beth uncomfortable. I asked if she wanted lube; she agreed. While he kept the tip inside, I fetched some, warmed it in my hands, and massaged it lovingly into her folds, lubricating both her and him.
He then fucked her on her back, holding her legs apart. I watched the scene unfold, kissing Beth softly.
Throughout, Beth occasionally stroked my cock. I wanted to pleasure her more directly, so I suggested switching positions—either doggy style or Beth riding him. We agreed on doggy, and while he entered her from behind, Beth and I shared a 69.
At first, she was too far forward for me to reach properly, but when she shifted back, I was able to lick her clit in rhythm with his thrusts. My hands caressed her breasts and hips, later sliding between her ass and his cock to prevent him from going too deep and causing discomfort. Interestingly, Beth later told me she felt his length was easier on her cervix than mine, though I thought mine was longer.
Beth came twice in quick succession, moaning deeply. Then John asked if we wanted him to ejaculate inside her, and in that position we eagerly said yes. I kept licking her while watching his cock slide in and out, feeling the intense intimacy.
Suddenly he groaned, “I’m going to cum,” buried deep within her. When he pulled out, I tasted his thick, salty semen.
Meanwhile, Beth was stroking and sucking me as I buried my face in her wet pussy, now fully accessible. I asked if she wanted my cum in her mouth or inside her, and as she said she didn’t mind, my moans and movements gave away that my orgasm was imminent.
I came deep in her mouth, though the low friction made it feel like only a half climax. Beth pulled away, and sensing more to give, I grabbed her thick hips and pumped hard into her. After around ten strong thrusts, I climaxed fully, flooding her with my release.
John handed us some tissues as Beth went to the bathroom. When she returned, John and I got dressed, while Beth remained naked. She gave John a sweet hug, looking adorable and vulnerable beside his tall, clothed frame.
I let him out, and Beth and I debriefed quietly—both completely satisfied with no complaints. She soon drifted off to sleep while I jotted down this memory on my phone, since we hadn’t taken any photos or videos.
All in all, it was a spontaneous, late-night quicky that left us both feeling deeply connected and fulfilled.