Chapter 113 Fuck Me Claudie, Fuck Me Lover:>Ep2

• Then I surprised the hell out of myself. Without giving it any conscious thought I stuck my tongue out and licked Maude's pussy. Don't ask me why I did it because I don't honestly know - it was just there and I just did it. As soon as my tongue touched her pussy Maude squirmed, moaned and her hands came up and grabbed my head and pulled me to her. Was she awake, or was it an unconscious involuntary response? I didn't know, but suddenly I wanted what she seemed to want and I started eating her pussy. The more I licked and sucked the more Maude moaned. I was both disgusted with myself and excited. Disgusted because I was eagerly sucking up another man's leavings when I had never even tasted my own out of Amber, and excited because - well, I didn't really know why I was excited, but I was. After several minutes Maude gave a little shudder and her hands fell away from me. I looked up at her and saw that her eyes were closed and I heard her softly breathing the breaths of someone asleep. Would she wake up in the morning thinking that she had dreamed that someone had eaten her?
• I found myself with a very stiff cock and my next thought was "I wonder what that open hole would feel like." I very badly wanted to slide my cock into Maude. But I just couldn't bring myself to take advantage of a sleeping woman, especially a woman who was not my wife. Suddenly I realized that all I had to do to find out what it would feel like was to wait until Claude finished with Amber. I leaned down and gave Maude's pussy one last lick and then I got up and left the room. I carefully peeked around the doorframe into my bedroom and I saw that Claude was still banging away at Amber's pussy. He had her legs up on his shoulders and I could see the full length of his rod going into Amber. I had no idea how long he had been fucking her or how long it was going to take him to get off. He'd already cum in Maude and I knew how long it took me to get my nuts off when I'd been drinking.
• His back was still to the door so I was able to stand there and watch Amber's pussy swallow that huge pole and while I stood there watching I wondered how Claude had come to be fucking her in the first place. Did he get up to go to the bathroom, get turned around and end up in my bedroom by mistake? Was he so drunk that he thought he was in bed with and fucking Maude? I couldn't bring myself to believe that he would knowingly fuck my wife in my house with me less than fifteen feet away on the living room couch. Or did he know what he was doing and planned on using drunkenness as an excuse if either Amber or I woke up and caught him? Then it occurred to me that I didn't even care; all I wanted was for him to get done so I could see what it would be like to follow a cock as big as his into a woman. Sick of me I know, but what can I say, I didn't understand it either.