It’s been too long

The weekend couldn’t come fast enough.  With the amount of articles to go through and the marketing proposals to write, sex was the last thing on my mind when the guys placed The Cone on my laptop.  “Take your time to enjoy this over the weekend, you’ll be pleasantly surprised,” they chuckled.

It has been a while since I actually really came hard and felt truly satisfied.  All the late nights researching and working on the new project meant the alone time I had with my pussy was in the shower.  Putting the showerhead and feeling the water gush in and around while I closed my eyes for ten minutes kept me sane for the entire day.

Perhaps tonight, when Ed finally has the time to come over and pass me the Oenotheque Rose he got from France.     The last time we had sex was two months back and that is way too long for me.  In fact, us six have not met up for a weekend rendezvous in more than a year.  With different schedules, even finding four was difficult.  Ed was always the best with his tongue compared to Jake and Chris, though Liz and Emma might beg to differ.  If ever I wanted to just lay in bed and come, I could count on Ed to give me multiple orgasms with his tongue twisters.  That’s how we called him The Tongue.  He wasn’t this good that Ed.  I remember giving him his first blow job in his dorm back when we were both freshies and he came in less than five minutes.  The first time he gave me a blow job?  Wasn’t an experience for me to remember.  Lying there, staring at the ceiling, feeling a damp piece of skin moving up and down my pussy.  Needless to say, I told him it was enough when thoughts of my school assignment filled my head and I wasn’t interested in replacing them with sex.

Ed arrived at my place punctual as usual.  Chatted about stuff, what he and the other four have been up to recently.  Jake was the last I had sex with two weeks back and I hadn’t had a threesome in months.  Even sex craze Liz was busy with her schedule to even come over to join us.  That was when he noticed The Cone, sitting on my table and wandered over to pick it up.

“Interesting product for you to review…” he began, as he read the description and showed me the different serving suggestions The Cone had to offer.   One that intrigued him the most was the Conelingus.

Watching him remove the packaging and examine The Cone with great interest, I started to feel horny.  All the oppressed sexual thoughts I had put aside during my late nights came to a boil.  I needed a good fuck and I wanted it now.  There was no time for foreplay, my pussy was starting to get wet and I didn’t want to indulge in any kissing for tonight.

Moving towards him with my pussy throbbing in excitement, Ed got the hint and placed The Cone on the floor.  “You know we both want to, and I am really thirsty right now” I whispered as my hand slid into this jeans and stroked his dick.  Unbuckling his belt and dropping his jeans, I moved faster and grabbed his dick as it sprung out from his boxers.  Holding onto his now hard dick, I began rubbing my right hand along his thick shaft while my left hand caressed and squeezed at his balls.  I removed my already soaked panty and reached towards The Cone.