I did see him kiss Nancy initially, but once they became passionate, I started with Laurie myself. Fortunately, she had a level head, making me go slowly, not touching myself or her doing so, but fingering her while we kissed, getting her off the first time with her whisper of "Now!" Big Gay Bob had alternated kissing and playing with Nancy's tits, using his fingers to explore new territory. She later joked, "He must have been straight in a previous life 'cause he played me like a virtuoso." Obvious she wasn't faking any climax!
Then, a moment I'd been waiting for since Bob confesses his straight lust data earlier. I watched my husband put his face between a woman's legs. After a minute or so of clit-licking, he paused, grinning at me, and waiting for me to go down on Laurie, before moaning in pleasure resuming his own action. Already know that a faceful of snatch works like viagara on me
The guys did an excellent job capturing our gay earrings in a cunnlingus pic each. Sometimes, we keep prints of those on display on the mantel next to your wedding photo (not for long just in case we forget and visitor sees them, but they are really beautiful). I know I could spend hours with my face buried in snatch, but the video of Bob was amazing, he worked that clit like he was going for some damned Olympic medal. I could feel his vibe, and Karen later said his tongue was better than the best vibrator she'd ever owned. (Note: Still, I'm NO SLOUCH!)
There was a still camera pose with our boners in the gals' mouths, but more for effect (kinda like staged porno cover pics) than serious action, as we wanted to avoid wrecking the money shots. Which didn't go exactly as one might have thought.
Reported to be Rick's idea, but as a sort of take on "exchanging rings" at a ceremony, we were filmed rubbering up each other's cuntpoles. Fun for us, and went over really well with later viewers. Hope I can explain the next few minutes clearly, which is more about vibe than visuals.
Matt held up one finger, we positioned our cocks up against the cunts like race horses at the starting gate, he held up two fingers, where we looked at each other nodding we were ready to start the straight life, three fingers ... and Bob's het-cherry popped as I realized that one day, though not soon, I'd be breeding like the Dads. I was seized with a momentary desire to pull off the condom and blast a cunt for real.
On the one hand, we were so primed that it fairly soon our rubbers were filled, as we fucked the gals' mouths with our tongues. I couldn't help but feel relief that the long "gay" illusion was shattered at last. I was where I was supposed to be: my spent cock in a vagina. As he shot in Karen, Bob gave the camera a grin so powerful, you could feel the happiness radiating off the screen.
Speaking of the gals, they had one final surprise. Cameras rolling we did a "bi cream pie" for them (again, wildly popular with the viewers) where we sucked each others' cocks for a bit, cunt juice on the outside and our first pussy loads inside the rubber.
After that The Dads hooked us up with Skype sessions of three couples. Dan and Todd together for eight years, straight for two; Miguel and Dwayne twelve years, straight for three, and Monte and Don, together for 18 years -- a year ago they'd started as heteros in tag teaming a wife whose husband was sterile (Dwayne won).
We realized that we we still cared enough for each other that we were going to be a couple. So, we vowed that we would have pussy together as often as possible; Bob declared, and I agreed, that the two us each with a woman together at the same time was the best sex there could be. But, we encouraged each other to get into gals' pants (so to speak) at almost any opportunity. Last week, I sent him a text "Running late, Daddy issues" just before making love to a 19 year old college student, next day I got a similar one from him, "Client drives a HARD bargain" -- he got the contract, after getting her off three times.
