He did use the feather on me, a marvelous effect on the receiving end. Soft light touches, my pick would tremble every time he slid it along my shaft, or tickled the underside of my balls, all drawn up and dying for their own pleasure.
By the time he finally led me to the promised land, kneeling at my side, while I could watch him both face to face and in the mirror, taking my erection into his mouth and sucking my living sperm out, his own erection had gained strength. Not rock hard, but inflated enough to look sweet.
I lay there panting, immobilized, in that after-glow of a semen eruption.
We both noticed his stiff prick, of course, and he gave me a rather sheepish look.
“Not sure, after what you did to me, that I’d be able to get a hardon for a couple days. But lookie here.” He waved his cock from side to side.
Despite my own depletion, I wanted him again.
So again, although not according to plan, I sucked him for a second round. No tying up this time, just a plain, sweet, long, lingering fellation that didn’t even feel like it took that long once I devoted myself purely to having him get his pleasure in my mouth.
So I did get my extended oral time with his penis, just not the way I had imagined.
And it felt great, despite the far thinner and diminished magnitude of his sperm output on the second round.
We drove back home, crotches damp, depleted, sated.
I found Barb in the kitchen, getting dinner ready. She wanted to hear all about my adventures, but I played hard-to-get, which I think she actually liked, and told her I wouldn’t go into details until we were in bed ourselves that night.
It meant finishing dinner early and a most eager wife later.
She was intrigued by our rope arrangements, wanted to know all about the edging part, what it felt like to be restrained, what went through my head on both ends of the deal, receiving and giving.
I could tell she was intrigued herself.
“So, maybe we can tie you up sometime? Ravish you at our pleasure?” I asked. I was only half-serious, thinking of the Pornhub bondage scene that Roger shared and which got this whole thing started.
She got quiet and shy all of a sudden.
She said “Okay” in the smallest voice. So much was packed into that whisper.
We all would have to have a shot at another threesome, one quite different from the one before. I hoped we wouldn’t have wait too long for a chance.