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Two of my girlfriends had taken great delight in telling me about Max over coffee, a suave sixty-year old man, a sexual rake with silver hair. They both enjoyed telling me how he had given them cunnilingus, in their own words, ‘the most incredible tongue fuck.’

“Max can’t get it up any more, so he gets his jollies by giving women cunnilingus. Often with their man watching. Would you like to meet him Sarah? With your penchant for being licked, for cunnilingus, we are sure you would enjoy him.”

“Sounds good, though you know I would have ask my man first,” I told them, already aroused at the thought of Max giving me cunnilingus. I really do enjoy being licked to orgasm, my ultra special sexual fetish. And the thought of my man Roger watching Max giving me cunnilingus, tongue fucking me, promised to be a bonus. Perhaps eye candy for both Max and me?

The same night I told my man about my coffee meeting with my girlfriends, and what they had told me about Max. Asking him in an agitated voice if he would like to watch to Max pleasure me, give me cunnilingus, lick me, make me orgasm for him.

“You know I would love to watch to Max have you, pleasure you, lick you, make you orgasm for him. You know your turn on is my turn on. You also know I want to be naked with an absolute boner while I watch. And perhaps participate.”

To ensure we were on the same page, Roger and me both insisted on meeting Max for coffee before we proceeded further. Taking special care of the way we dressed for him. I wanted to look sexy to impress Max, wanting him to want me, without being obvious. Heels and a simple knee length dress, tight enough to make it obvious I had a big ass. Roger dressed in skin tight jeans, no underwear, wanting to let Max know he had a large, thick cock underneath.

One of my girlfriends was already there with Max to make introductions. Max was sitting opposite me and with my girlfriend on one side of him and Roger on the other. Max was an attractive man a suave, confident sixty-year old man, a sexual rake with silver hair.

“I promised you Sarah was a most attractive woman Max,” my girlfriend told him as he held my gaze. “I don’t think she will be embarrassed if I tell you she is an extremely sexy woman. Her pet sexual fetish is being licked. Her man Roger has indicated he would be comfortable watching you give her your specialty, cunnilingus for a younger woman.”

“Are you embarrassed Sarah?,” Max asked with a wry smile as I crossed my legs for him, letting him look all the way up my thighs as I did, letting him see I came out without any knickers for him. Enjoying the lustful look on his face as I answered, “No I am not at all embarrassed, I do have a high sex drive, and my pet sexual fetish is being licked.”

“Will you be comfortable watching me giving cunnilingus to your lady Sarah,” Max asked Roger, surreptitious running his hand over Roger’s jeans and his aroused cock. “Yes?”

“Will you be embarrassed if I ask when was the last time you had sex Sarah,” Max asked pushing the boundaries.

Max was running his hand over Roger’s jeans and his aroused cock, when I replied with as much aplomb as I could muster, “No I am not embarrassed Max, it was last night while Roger and me talked about you. And the next time will be as soon as we arrive home today and talk about you some more, much more.”

Before we left the coffee shop the three of us had agreed the next time we met would be about sexual pleasure, primarily my sexual pleasure.

We did talk about Max some more while we fucked when we returned home, talking about him much more while we focused on our needs.

Less than a week later my man Roger was almost as excited as I was when Max arrived at eight. Roger and me had taken great trouble and discussed in depth what we both expected from Max’s visit. Foremost was my sexual pleasure, cunnilingus from Max. Lots of it. More than my girlfriends had.

My exhibitionist side loves to show and flaunt my body for a new man. Roger had told me he wanted me to turn on himself and Max when I made my entrance. Roger was wearing just a tiny black, jock strap when Max arrived. His toned, tanned, almost naked body did look good. I could hear the two men making stilted small talk before I made my entrance.

Always conscious I will only ever get one chance to make a first impression for a new lover, I was almost naked from the waist down, wearing heels, black hold up stockings with a clingy black shirt to cover my torso. My almost bald pussy over the bare flesh of my thighs over the tops of my stockings was a turn on for me as well as the two men.

“Hello Max, I am to please and be pleased. Two of my girlfriends speak highly of you Max,” I told him when I made my entrance, hands on hips, as he stared at my pussy, then my big ass as I turned to flaunt it for him.

“Tell me what you want Sarah?,” he asked, poking and wriggling his tongue at me, showing me the large stud on it, as I watched him remove his shirt, admiring the tight leather slacks he was wearing. He was still an attractive man with a gym body, a suave sixty-year old man, a sexual rake with silver hair.

And a wonderful eager tongue, worshipping my big ass with it. I couldn’t recall the last time a man had slid a wet stud over my ass cheeks. Wonderful sexual tension as I sat on a high stool, legs spread, holding his gaze and whispered, “Show me how good you are Max, show me while my man watches, show him how good you are.”

The way he licked his way up my thighs was wonderful foreplay before the stud on his tongue found my clit. My girlfriends hadn’t told me about his stud. I learnt later he hadn’t used his stud on them. They had told him I had huge sex drive, which he wanted satisfy for me using his stud.

The look on Roger’s face while he watched Max’s tongue and stud slide along my wet cunt lips was one I hadn’t seen before, though I liked it. Lust, envy, sexual pleasure, bisexually curious . Recalling his words, “You know I would love to watch Max have you, pleasure you, lick you, make you orgasm for him. Your turn on is my turn on. You also know I want to be naked with an absolute boner while I watch. And perhaps participate.”

He did have an absolute boner while he participated. Kissing with our tongues, licking and sucking my nipples. Talking to me. Asking is he good? How good? Kissing passionately as I looked down to see Max’s hand wrapped around his erection. Softly, slowly masturbating him. At that moment my man’s sexual pleasure was my sexual; pleasure.

I couldn’t help moaning, as I do when sexually excited, soaking up the sexual pleasure my new lover was giving me, “So good, so wet. Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.” The noise I made as I climaxed, was a noise I had never made before.

It got even better while my man Roger and me were kissing with our tongues, while Max was giving me exquisite cunnilingus with his tongue. An incredible vibe for me and my man while Max teased his erection with his hand wrapped around it.

I had lost count of the climaxes, the orgasms Max had given me, when I looked up at the wall clock, I couldn’t believe Max had been making love to me with his tongue for almost an hour.

“I want you to squirt for me Sarah,” Max whispered with a finger in me while continuing to lick me, the way he manipulated the stud on his tongue was amazing, incredible, wondering but not caring how many other women he had used his tongue and stud on.

He had a fingertip on my g-spot, as he told me again, “I want you to squirt for me Sarah, squirt for me and your man. His tongue and stud, his finger inside me were doing things my cunt had never had before. A look of sexual ecstasy on my face as I climaxed, a huge noisy orgasm, my body shaking before I squirted for Max and Roger. Roger and me kissing with our tongues as I did. So good.

The night got even better when my man Roger stood with his hands on his hips, his thick, nine-inch boner close to Max’s pursed lips. Making it obvious what he wanted from Max, so did I. I wanted to watch Max give him a head job. I had watched other men give my man a head job, always exciting for me, though never a man as old as Max.

Afterwards Roger told me, “Max was so good, so experienced, His mouth was wet and warm, like a vagina, His lips and tongue, living, roving, pieces of sexual pleasure for me. And the pleasure from that stud on his tongue was amazing.

“He had full control of my erection as he repeated the word purple.” Something I do for him, the word purple naturally contorts your lips into the perfect head-giving pout. They are slightly curled and pillowy, which makes them feel wetter and creates ideal suction.

Max’s lips were slightly curled and pillowy, making them feel wetter, creating ideal suction for my man. Watching him doing things to Roger’s balls I had never even thought of doing. Licking them with the stud on his tongue. Moaning in pleasure while I watched Max running the stud along the full length of his erection.

I realized just how good Max was, how experienced he was when he practiced breathing with my man’s erection in his mouth. I know from my own experience it is hard to learn, hard to do. If you are comfortable, sucking air in to tighten the space in your mouth it can be incredibly pleasurable. Orgasmic even.

My man was close, so close to orgasm, looking at me, when Max had just the tip of his erection between his pursed lips. Sucking and licking with his tongue. Teasing, swirling with just the stud on his tongue. Pinching his nipples. Pleasure and pain. Moving his ass for Max at his request. Max raking his fingernails along his ass. Pleasure and pain for my man. I could feel the vibe.

He was moaning, “So good Sarah, he is so fucking good, don’t stop, don’t stop Max, I love it, yes, yes, yes,” before Max and me watched him orgasm in long bursts.

A few days later when I met my girlfriends for coffee so they could ask me about my meeting with Max. “Did he fuck you with his tongue Sarah? Was he good? Did your man watch? Did he like watching Max fucking you with his tongue?”

I couldn’t hold back when I answered yes to all their questions, before elaborating for them. “The stud on his tongue on my clit and along my cunt lips was so good, so fucking good. He made me squirt for him while my man watched. And the head job he gave my man was so exciting for me and my man.”

So pleased when they asked about Max’s stud on his tongue, something they hadn’t had. And the head job Max gave Roger, something their men hadn’t had.

I learnt later Max had a nickname, Supermax. I also leant in some parts of the world Supermax is a term for a maximum security prison. Trying to join the dots. Is that why Max is so talented? Asking myself how many men has he had? Is that why he is so good at cunnilingus?

Asking myself why am I attracted to kinky men, bi-sexual men? Would I like to have Max again, lick me, give me cunnilingus, tongue fuck me, make me squirt while my girlfriends and my man watch, make an event of it?

Definitely yes, next Saturday night while my girlfriends and my man watch.

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