Anna nestled her head against Justin's shoulder, her long, lean body pressed against him while she lay on her left side and they both reclined on a pile of pillows. The remains of breakfast that Justin had gotten up early to make still littered the nightstand while her fingers traced over his stomach and only occasionally strayed lower.
"Really?" Anna said in mock exasperation, the mouse icon traveling across the 85 inch big screen TV mounted to the bedroom wall before selecting a video.
"What?" Justin asked defensively.
Anna only rolled her eyes and then sighed when Justin's hand returned to between her legs. She had her right leg lifted at a 45 degree angle with her knee pointed towards the ceiling to allow for just that, her inner lips, mound, and even the inside of her thighs wet after over an hour of them edging, teasing and playing. Justin slipped his fingers between her swollen, puffy lips, two fingers pressing against her opening without ever delving deeper while he squeezed her lips between his knuckles and the palm of his hand applied pressure to her clit.
The video on the big screen TV began, two men and a woman sitting at a dinner table eating, but what drew the eye was the woman's feet below the table as she massaged one of the dinner guests crotches while the third remained oblivious. Anna glanced at Justin, his beard tickling against her forehead while his blue eyes remained riveted to the TV.
She'd always found his foot fetish amusing, and honestly, if it meant she received very nice foot massages and even pedicures on demand it was something she was willing to tolerate. She'd even tolerate him occasionally playing with her feet and toes, even going so far as to suck on her toes while they made love without ever admitting that she also enjoyed it as much as he did.
Anna glanced down at Justin's cock, his head glistening wet with his precum and then quickly bent at the waist so that she could take him in her mouth to suck him clean before sitting back up.
"Ummm, shit, babe," Justine moaned, his hips giving a small thrust with her hand wrapped around his cock.
She smiled and returned to just pressing against him, her hand only giving the occasional gentle squeeze to remind him of where his cock was. When she glanced back up at the TV the man receiving all the attention had somehow managed to free his cock of his pants, the woman somehow now barefoot without the six inch high heels she had at first been wearing while the second man remained oblivious. Anna watched the woman use her feet to stroke up and down the man's shaft, her toes curling around his glans and even managing to squeeze his tip with her toes with every stroke. Anna looked up and after catching Justin's eye rolled her own.
Justin only grinned, completely unrepentant before Anna gave a gasp of her own when Justin squeezed her inner lips between his knuckles and pulled. The scene in the video continued while Anna tuned the inane conversation out. She only occasionally stroked Justin's hard cock, but each time she would use her thumb to smooth his precum over his head, the pad of her finger toying with his slit. When she glanced up at the video again the woman was laying back on a bed with both of her feet pressed against the man's face.
Even with the questionable choices in videos, Anna loved the weekend mornings when they got to spend time touching and exploring each other, the long, slow buildups and intense explosions of pleasure. Two people taking pleasure in giving and receiving even more pleasure in return.
"Hey!" Justin protested when she let go of his cock and captured the laptop propped open on the mattress next to him.
She pulled the laptop to her side of the bed and brought up a search bar while Justin only halfheartedly tried to reclaim the computer. A list of thumbnails came up and Anna more or less selected one at random while trying to smack Justin's hand while he struggled to seize the laptop.
"You've picked out almost all of the videos this morning!" Anna protested.
"That's because guys are just naturally more into porn than women!" Justin shot back but after a glance up at the TV subsided and lay back on the pile of pillows.
"Yea, whatever," Anna replied and made the video full screen.
While it was true that most of her girlfriends weren't into porn and hardly ever watched it, she certainly enjoyed watching the videos and had quickly found in her relationship with Justin that she enjoyed them even more while watching them together.
The video she had selected had a woman wearing skin tight black yoga pants and a white tank top that left her midriff exposed standing over a second woman laying naked face down on a massage table. Anna admired the diamond stud in the bellybutton of the toned and tanned masseuse before the camera changed angles to focus for a moment between the naked woman's ass cheeks and the visibly wet petals of the woman's labia. The action in the video was slow and intimate, with the masseuse massaging the woman's shoulders and back before moving down to her calves. Anna tried not to grin when she felt Justin's dick jerk in her hand when the masseuse even massaged the woman's feet, lingering on each of her insteps and then paying particular attention to each of her toes. After gently spreading the woman's legs farther apart the masseuse began to massage the woman's inner thighs and mound, Anna taking that moment to again lean forward. She used the tip of her tongue to lick at the rather large drop of precum on Justin's tip before toying with his slit, even going so far as to take his head in her mouth to suckle for a moment before starting to lean back.
Anna had only just begun to sit back up and get comfortable when she felt Justin's entire body jerk in shock, and not from anything she had done. She turned to see him staring in wide eyed astonishment at the TV and when she began to turn to see what he was looking at it was her own turn to jerk back in shock.
Warm cum splashed into Anna's eyes as she instinctively flinched, the next spurt landing across her chin and even splashing into her mouth with the next two only managing to get on her stomach and the bedsheet between them.
"Justin!" Anna said more out of surprise than anger.
She tried to blink his cum from her eye but eventually used her fingers to scoop most of his seed away before licking her fingers clean.
"Next time you decide to cum on my face without even warning me I'm going to make you kiss me clean!" Anna said while using her fingers to clean the cum from her chin and where it had ran down her neck before also licking her fingers clean.
Justin didn't respond and Anna glanced at him curiously to see him still staring openmouthed at the TV. Anna glanced towards the wall and then froze, her eyes going wide. The woman who had been laying on her back had turned over to face up with her eyes closed while biting her lower lip. Anna stared at the woman's oval face, upturned button nose and full, pouty lips for several seconds.
"Is that..." Anna began.
"No!" Justine shot back but without taking his eyes away from the video playing on the TV.
Anna continued to watch and only realized a few seconds later that she still had her hand around Justin's shaft now slippery with his cum. The masseuse continued to massage the woman, her fingers squeezing the woman's mound together so that her protruding inner lips were trapped between. After the gentle, steady pressure the masseuse began using a fingertip to stroke the woman's puffy, swollen wet lips for a minute more until she climbed onto the massage table. The camera angle focused in on the masseuse's fingers spreading the woman's lips apart, clear strands of liquid hanging between her petals. When the woman's vulva opened to reveal the soft pink flesh inside of her body a heavy flow of milky liquid flowed out and down between the woman's ass cheeks. The masseuse leaned down and slowly licked at the nectar flowing from the woman's body before the camera pulled back to show them both. The two women began to devour each other, but Anna was frustrated with the angle of the camera which seemed to concentrate on the masseuse going down on the other woman without spending hardly any time showing what the other woman was doing.
"Justin..." Anna said softly, very aware of how hard Justin was in her hand even after he had so unexpectedly came.
"It's not her!" Justin shot back.
The video came to a conclusion with both women collapsing together after a very vocal finish, the site helpfully popping up a few more related videos on screen to sample. Anna let go of Justin's cock and after licking most of his cum from her hand selected a video that showed the woman in question laying on her side on a couch, a man directly behind her. The woman had one hand behind a knee so that her leg was held up in the air, both of her feet visible which would normally have been enough to catch Justin's attention.
"Anna," Justin asked when Anna clicked on the video, "What are you doing?"
Anna didn't say anything and used the mouse to skip the first third of the video before making it full screen.
"Oh, god, fuck me, just like that... ohhh, shit, just like that..." the woman moaned, the man on the couch behind her thrusting into her.
The angle of the camera gave a perfect view of the man's shaft coated in a milky cream slipping in and out of the woman, her large, wrinkly lips wrapping around him each time he thrust into her and then spreading open to reveal the pink flesh of her vulva when he slipped out. From the very moment Anna heard the woman's soprano voice she was convinced and glanced up at Justin in concern who was still staring with his mouth hanging open. But she also noticed that he still had an erection and reached down to take his cum slick shaft in her hand.
Justin flinched, but his gaze never wavered from the video, the woman still with her hand behind her knee to keep her leg elevated, her foot bouncing in the air with her toes curled in pleasure.
"Oohhh, fucuuuuk!" the woman moaned while the man behind her used a free hand to push her long, straight black hair off her neck which revealed a birthmark just below her left ear.
"Shit!" Justin exclaimed while still watching the video.
"It's Lisa," Anna said softly, her hand squeezing and working up and down Justin's shaft.
