True Story:
My wife and I enjoy having parties and entertaining our friends. Several years ago we bought a larger house so I could start working at home. We fell into a sweet deal on a house that was much larger than we needed, but it really was too good to pass up. Although it needed a little work, the pool area was made to entertain, so my wife fell in love with the place and she had to have it.
About every six months or so, we would make an excuse to invite the neighborhood over so we could eat and drink too much and have a good time until the sun came up. We rarely had people move into the neighborhood since no one ever wanted to move elsewhere, but their was a new couple a few houses up and we thought that it would be a good chance for them to meet all of our close nit friends.
Luke and Erica were about our age, in their early thirties. We could tell when we met them the first time that Erica was fairly reserved while Luke seemed to be much wilder. He and I hit it off from the start since he liked to run and most anything else athletic.
My wife and I visited them and asked them to come to our party and explained to them that the whole neighborhood would be there and they would be able to meet them. Erica's face showed disappointment as she said that they had plans with another couple from Luke's work that night. My wife just chimed in and told her to invite them too.
Erica called the couple and asked them if they were willing to change their plans, and after a brief moment, her face beamed giving us her answer without saying a word. She hung up and said that they would be there.
The day of the party, I had seen Erica pulling into her drive way as I was cutting the grass. I killed the mower and asked if they were ready for tonight. Erica, with her girlish smile, said that she was more than ready, but she hoped that her friends didn't do anything to embarrass them. With a confusing yet confident look, I assured her that nothing they could do would be an embarrassment. Continuing, I had to ask what she was afraid of.
She told me that her friends, Mike and Lori, where in the late twenties and were a good bit more "progressive" than most couples and they had been known to swap or share during their sexual trysts. Lori even had a girlfriend or two. I just chuckled and said that it was more than ok for them to come.
That night, most everyone had shown up and was having a great time. I was balancing myself on the thin edge on intoxication, as were most of our guests. Luke and Erica had finally shown up, and in tow, Mike and Lori was with them. Meeting Mike was a little less than impressive. He was a little too much for my tastes. Lori, on the other hand, was fun to hang around and was definitely on the hot side. My wife and she acted long lost friends even though she had known her for an hour or so.
During a side bar conversation, my wife said that Lori was a lot of fun to be around. I agreed with her. While she was looking at Lori across the room, she said that she had an awesome body, which I agreed with her again. My wife asked me "if you rated her, what would you give her?" I replied with "an 8". She scoffed, saying that she would rate her at least a 9.5 and that she had a perfect body, but her haircut didn't fit her face. Whatever, I thought.
As it starting getting late, the older couples started to leave. I think that there were only four couples remaining. My wife and myself, Luke and Erica, Mike and Lori and John and Allison (very good friends of ours at the time). Erica said that she was wiped out and she departed too.
I was sitting on one of our barstools as the others were standing close by. My wife had grabbed Lori by the forearm and drug her over right in front of me. She asked me what I thought about Lori's tits. I could only reply that I thought that they were nice. My wife sneered, then rephrased her question with "no you moron, I now they're nice, but do you think that they're natural or implants?"
Ahh, not only did she imply for me to look at them, but to study them too. After gazing at her chest only a foot from my eyes, I came to the conclusion that they were natural. Hearing the conversation, Allison closed in tightly to the huddle of women right in front of me. I was in heaven.
The other men in the room stopped their conversation and chimed in with their votes. Overwhelmingly, it was decided that Loris perfect chest was of natural materials. My wifes said likewise, they were implants. With that, my wife pulled her shirt off and dropped her bra showing everyone her magnificent example of large, firm natural breasts. All eyes turned towards her, needless to say.
She then pulled Lori's shirt off and unclasp her bra, allowing her tits to bounce free merely inches from my face. Allison, feeling left out, followed suit as well.
My wife said "since you can't tell by sight, see if you can by touch". Within seconds, I had boobs in both hands and a nipple in the mouth, all of which were connected to different bodies. Words can't describe the sensation.
All of the girls giggled after a minute of being topless, pulled back and returned to clothes to their constricting positions. My wife asked again if I could tell, which again I had to say no, I couldn't. Lori finally spoke up and said that they real.
Later, my wife asked if I liked all of the boobs in my face. She sensed my sarcasm when I denied it. She went on the say that she enjoyed it too and that she and Lori had exchanged some groping around the house. I was shocked, as my wife has never talked about being with another woman.
John and Allison checked out for the night. John had said he was tired, but I later found out that he was a little upset that Allison had pulled her shirt off and shoved her nipples in my mouth. Understandable, I guess, but it wasn't my idea and I know he's cheated on her in the past.
With just the five of us remaining, Amye and Lori were having some sort of girl talk while the three of us guys were making so irrelevant conversation. Out of the blue, my wife wrapped her arms around Lori's next and drove her tongue deep within her mouth. Likewise, Lori did the same. The three of us stopped mid sentence and watched in awe as two beautiful women unleashed each others desires on one another. Their hands slide up and down the others body, caressing and squeezing.
Surprisingly, my usually modest wife took the lead and, without breaking the kiss, walked her new playmate backwards to the end of the couch and back over the armrest they fell. Instantly, my wife straddled Lori's torso and trapped her beneath her. With my wife's ass in the air over Lori's crotch, Lori's hand wedged itself between them and started to stroke my wifes pussy through her jeans. With her fingers first contact, my wife's hips slammed down onto her hand and began to grind their pelvises into one another. They released each others lips and whispered to each other words that were inaudible to the male audience.
Eventually, my wife released her from her pinned position and pulled her to her feet. My wife, in full lust, asked if she could have sex with Lori. I wasted no time saying yes. She told Lori that she didn't want the others to watch them during their tryst. Lori demanded Mike and Luke stay out and not to bother them. He was shocked and disappointed, but they reluctantly obeyed. Lori said that if Mike couldn't watch, I wasn't allowed to either. I didn't raise a stink about it, so I agreed and told my wife to enjoy herself. Amye told me to call Allison back over and help get them to go home.
As they disappeared into the bedroom, the door closed behind them. The wooden floors in the bedroom and the living room did little to muffle the moans coming from the room. I could hear multiple orgasms coming from the room, only separated from me by a thin interior door.
Allison had returned to help with the two wrestles guests. When she found out that my wife and Lori were in the room enjoying each other, she went to the bedroom door, knocked and announced herself and someone let her in the room. Now there were three ladies in my bedroom licking and touching each others sex. Not fair.
In the meantime, Luke was trying to look through the window of our bedroom and see some of the action. I told him to go home as I wasn't putting up with it. Drunk and pissed off, Mike had to convince him to leave. Such is life, I guess.
The women returned from the bedroom. Lori was a lot more drunk than I thought she had been and my wife came out wearing only her robe. Her face was glowing, so it was easy to tell that she had came a few times. I walked up to her and kissed her. With my dick as hard as a rock, I just about came myself when I realized that her lips tasted of another woman.
What a night.
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