JUST TRUST ME

We knew Clint by reputation, an older, wealthy IT entrepreneur. According to the gossip and innuendo surrounding him he had a reputation for kinky sexual pleasure, three-ways. Seducing female and male partners at the same time. We fell into easy conversation wth him, lots of innocuous questions, complimenting us on our appearance while he had a hand on Jilly’s ass. before he asked us about our relationship and our sex lives. It was easy to say yes, when he invited us to his penthouse for a drink. A short drive in his chauffeured limo, Jilly playing the moment to perfection when she got in and out of the limo, Clint holding her hand as she flashed lots of wonderful thigh for him.

His lavish penthouse was everything we expected, beautifully furnished and decorated, holding Jilly’s hand as he guided us around, talking to us the whole time, outlining his agenda. “You have probably heard the gossip and innuendo I attract. Most of it is true, though I can’t get it up any more, a side effect of my of my chronic diabetes. I am a sexual addict. I needed to reinvent my sex life and my sexual skills. My special sex fetish these days is giving a woman cunnilingus, bringing her to a climax with my tongue while her man watches. Then giving her man a head job while the woman watches.”

The last room he showed us confirmed his sexual reputation. The walls were lined with explicit photographs of people having sex. When we looked closely most of them were of Clint in various stages of sexual intercourse when he was younger with a very masculine body and a huge cock. A proportion of them showed Clint with a range of women sucking his big, thick erection, other pics of him with men sucking his erection, and some with Clint sucking men’s erections.

“Those pics were all taken before my diabetes took hold,” he told us before he slid back a curtain to reveal what were obviously more current pics of Clint dressed in black silk pyjama sexually pleasuring woman and men.

Jilly and me both muttering, “Oh wow,” as Clint told us, “I think these pics are the most erotic, my lovers kissing each other while I give then sexual pleasure with my tongue and lips. Some of my friends and your friends told me you might like to experience my sexual skills.” Clint was correct, Jilly and me confirming with our eyes we would like to experience his sexual skills.

When Jilly is about to experience a new sexual partner she invariably likes to ask, a simultaneous confirmation of her interest, a tease and a turn on, “Tell me what you what you would like to do to me?”

“Worship your naked, big ass while your man watches with a huge erection for me. Then lick you out, fuck you with my tongue, bring you to a climax while your man watches.”

“Very tempting for me Clint, what about my man?”

“Would you like to watch me give your man a head job after I have you?”

“Yes, we both would, after you have me. Does tomorrow night work for you?,” Jilly told him full of confidence knowing she was the centre of attention.

“My driver will pick up both of you up at eight.”

“My man and me are both looking forward to you worshiping my big ass,” Jilly told Clint as he helped her into the car, lifting her dress to flash her ass cheeks bulging out of her skimpy thong for him.

“Do you want Clint to sexually pleasure you as much as I want him to sexually pleasure me,” Jilly asked on the way home, both of us sexually aroused from Clint’s proposition, asking the same question again as soon as we were in the door.

“Yes I do,” I told her as I worshiped her big ass before we fucked like rabbits, both of us fantasising about Clint, our soon to be new bi-sexual lover.

Almost a sense of unreality the next night when Clint’s driver picked us up in the limo.