The two blond girls, Elsa and Nova, were a little tense when they arrived as we helped them alight from the Uber Cynthia had organised for them, both wearing heels short, tight black dresses with thin, shoulder straps and long zippers down the back. They were sitting with their legs crossed as we helped them loosen up and become more comfortable when we asked them about themselves.
They were both trainee models we learnt, though we never did learn what it was they modelled. Their names Elsa and Nova were names they had chosen for their modelling careers, they told us. Cynthia really broke the ice when she compared notes about the boutiques she shops at and the brands she wears.
We had the girls complete attention, both of them with broad smiles, when Cynthia told them we were gender fluid, and wanted to give them cunnilingus, a tongue fuck while they stood, naked, legs spread, holding hands, leaning against the wall as she tongue fucked one of them while I tongue fucked the other, with our hands on their gorgeous asses.
Cynthia was in total control as she tongue kissed each of the girls in turn and helped them remove their dresses, both of them now naked apart from their tiny, black thong, no bras to hide their wonderful, perky tits.
“Do you want my man and I naked while we tongue fuck you girls?,” Cynthia asked, full of nervous energy
“Of course, Suzie told us you were exhibitionists and she spoke highly of your naked bodies,” they replied in unison, before they watched Cynthia and me undress each other, both of them drinking in our naked bodies. “Suzie was correct, impressive naked bodies, both of you. And you have a very impressive erection.”
The two girls were holding hands. their backs against the wall, legs spread, looking at their naked bodies in the mirror opposite as Cynthia and I tongue kissed the girl of our choice, Elsa for her, Nova for me and they returned our kisses. We were emulating each other as we licked and sucked their nipples, then licked our way down past their belly button, over their wonderful flat stomachs, to their almost bald cunt lips.
Cynthia and I were both determined to show the two girls, less than half our age what we could do for their oral sexual pleasure. “We want to give you a tongue fuck to remember,” Cynthia whispered, her hands grasping Elsa’s ass, as she arched her body toward her to soak up the pleasure of her tongue flicking her clit.
We were both so pleased with ourselves when the girls started moaning to us. “Oh wow, I like that, that is so good.”
“Is there anything special we can do for you and your man Cynthia? A golden shower perhaps?,” Nova asked as Elsa held her hand, both of them smiling wickedly.
“Yes? Then stand with your backs to the shower wall, both of you and enjoy.”
We did enjoy, even more enjoyable when they alternated.
“Did you realise there are five Sundays this month,” Cynthia asked me the next day. “We did make an agreement this month we wanted to share two boys or men, and two women or girls on alternate Sundays. What would you like for your sexual pleasure next Sunday? I know what I want. Can you guess what I want?”
“You want to have Barclay the silver fox again?”
“Yes I do, there is something sexually perverse about that man that appeals to me. I want him to tongue fuck me again before I give him a blow job. Can you organise him for me, or us? What or who would you like next Sunday?”
I decided to leverage my hold over Barclay, the silver fox. “Cynthia wants to invite you around again next Sunday afternoon,” I told him as his eyes lit up. “She wants you to tongue fuck her again before she gives you a blow job. That’s all fine by me, though I expect a contra deal. What can you organise for me, for my sexual pleasure while you have my lady?”
“How perverse do you want,” Barclay asked as he went to his locker and scrolled through a range of pics of naked women, girls, and young and older men. “I think you might like her, Mandy is a married woman. As you can see she has a wonderful slim body, mid-thirties.
“Who is she married to?.” I asked naively.
“She is married to me. I told her all about you and Cynthia and she has been hoping she would get a chance to meet you both.”
On the fifth Sunday Barclay arrived right on time holding hands with Mandy, his wife. The vibe between Cynthia and Barclay was electric, when without a word spoken Cynthia turned her back and Barclay watched his wife slide down the zipper at the back of Mandy’s short dress before he helped her step out of it.
Even from behind, her almost naked body looked wonderful in heels, a skimpy sexy, matching black bra and thong. “My husband told me all about you Cynthia. We have an agreement that I can share his partners, if I so desire. And I desire you Cynthia, very much so,” she whispered as Barclay and I watched them kissing like teenagers.
“So good Mandy, so good. A tongue fuck is in the upper echelon of sex acts for me, being eaten out by a man or a woman. Such an intimate act, one of the most intimate things I can have. Your husband knows I love receiving cunnilingus, simply because it feels awesome,” Cynthia whispered to Mandy while her husband Barclay, the silver fox was kissing and licking her ass cheeks. “Awesome, so good, so fucking good,” she groaned as she orgasmed.
“Your magnificent, big ass is to die for Cynthia. I know you love receiving cunnilingus, simply because it feels awesome. You told us a tongue fuck is in the upper echelon of sex acts for you, being eaten out by a man or a woman. Today you can have both a woman and a man, Barclay told her as he replaced his wife. “Tell me how awesome do you want Sarah?
“My wife Mandy has a thing about watching me tongue fucking a woman older than her while that lady’s man is tongue fucking her. Even better when she is giving fellatio, a blow job to that lady’s man while I receive a blow job from that lady.”
“I know how you organised Barclay, tell me, how did you organise his wife for both of us?”