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Assisted Lovemaking

I was contacted by two friends, both women in their 40s, and was recruited to be what you might call their lovemaking assistant. They were friends who had become lovers. Lovemaking assistant essentially involved talking to them for a long while, and then eventually watching them make love. This happened as they played on a bed as I sat first on the floor, then on a chair near the bed, then from on the bed undressed. Most of what I did that day was hold a woman named Ari, who was receiving the erotic ministrations of a woman named Chee.

After a while, I just lay holding Ari as Chee wended her way down on her, licking and tongue probing her lover as I watched and whispered with Ari, and breathed with her, holding her small body in my arms and breathing with her. After some time I asked Chee to lick out Ari's ass because I wanted to feel Ari's reaction in my arms. My role in a sense was to comfort Ari as she was receiving her pleasure, something that they said in the discussion was very hard for her - to stay in her body and in her feelings as she received. I was there to encourage her to let go into the receiving, and to be a presence affirming and grounding her in her body, thoughts, mind and feelings. Also, to be a man present. Both women were predominantly heterosexual and an opposite sex presence felt really good to them. A lovemaking assistant, you might say, works to keep one or both people as present as possible in their experience.

There is also the aspect of witnessing. Sex is hotter for being more openly acknowledged, and there is nothing like a witness to help with this, a party who observes, who loves and who is emotionally unattached, not really a participant but an active acknowledger.

So, I held Ari as Chee licked her vulva. This went on for a long time. Chee revealed her softness and her displayed her thirst and evermore openly allowed me to feel her enjoyment and her joy of giving, sometimes looking into my eyes as she licked her lover's cunt out deeply.

I made a special request when they had slowed down, before the afternoon was done. I requested that they get into fork position, that is, laying with their legs intertwined like two forks pressed into one another with the tines pointing in at the tines, and their vulvas pressed against one another's lips to lips, and asked them to masturbate on one another this way. Holding hands and pulling themselves toward the other. They eased into one another's arms and lay still.

I was very much needing to let myself go, naked with these two satisfied woman, and I knew I would be welcomed if I were to masturbate in front them. I wanted to be ass-fucked so I got what I needed and first squatted down onto a dildo and filled my core and stretched my ass out. Then I masturbated. I looked at their eyes and their faces and their breasts and bellies as I did this, gazing at them as they became live, resonant art. They watched me and I looked and moaned.

It was soon my time to orgasm and, slowly surrendering to my desire and then going into freefall, I spilled my semen with my eyes open. I wanted them to see my face as I came, but what I really wanted was for them to see my eyes. Orgasm pulsed around my core, where I was fucked, and I let go and made eye connection with Chee.

My semen was plentiful, pooled in my hand, and now I put it in my mouth. I held it there. Then, looked at their faces, and did what the whole day's pleasure had called me to do -- open my mouth and hold it open and look at them with my heart quivering from vulnerability, cords of semen in my mouth and dripping onto my lips. The expression in their faces was such compassionate love. They were holding one another lightly. My wet face was cool as I swallowed and closed my eyes.


Posted on: 2003-12-04 00:00:00 | Author: