Chapter 1
My wife Sarah was having a college friend visit for the weekend. I had volunteered to clean the house for her while she left work and picked her friend up at the airport. As I was finishing, I heard the garage door open and my wife and her friend Amy come into the house.
"Honey, we're home!" Sarah said in a laughing voice.
I quickly wiped my hands on my jeans and went out to say hi.
"Hey girls." I smiled at them. "Good to see you Amy. You're certainly looking well."
"Oh Ryan, you charmer. Give me a hug before you lie to me anymore." Amy ran up to me and gave me a hug and peck on the check.
It wasn't a lie. Even after a plane ride she looked fantastic. She was dressed in tight black slacks and a dark blue, button-up blouse. Her small, firm breasts had pressed against me as we hugged.
"Hugging her before your wife, huh? Careful I might get jealous!" Sarah came up and gave me a quick smack on the butt before kissing me.
"You're getting me in trouble already Amy!" I laughed. "Alright girls, I'm going to jump in the shower before I start dinner."
"Handsome and a chef?" Amy said in a shocked voice. "Where do I find more like him Sarah?"
They descended into giggling and were already lost in their catching up as I went back to the master bedroom to shower.
I could feel that I was already erect just from having hugged Amy and seeing her and my wife together. They were both quite beautiful women, if in different ways. My wife was short and petite, with disproportionately large breasts for her short stature. Her long brown hair hung down to where her work suit was slightly unbuttoned, showing the slightest bit of cleavage. Nearing our 30's, she still could pass for an undergrad student and routinely got hit on when we were out at bars.
Amy was taller with blond hair and smaller breasts, but still an absolute knockout. Especially in her tight blouse. She was a fitness nut and it showed. Her form-fitting shirt showed off a stomach, butt and legs without a hint of fat.
I took off my clothes to get in the shower. When I removed my boxer briefs, my penis poked upwards at me. I gently tugged on my rock-hard cock. I had to release the tension before going back out there or I'd hardly be able to stand it.
I got in the shower and started soaping up, even while furtively masturbating myself. As I grew closer to orgasm, I heard my wife open the bedroom door.
"Honey, I'm just showing Amy around the house, don't hop out of the shower, I'd hate to get her all riled up!" She said as they both giggled.
"Sure thing." I hastily responded. I could hear them talking in the bedroom as I furiously jerked off in the shower.
"And this is our master bathroom," Sarah said as she opened the door to the bathroom. I turned my back to them in the shower, unsure if they could see my silhouette through the curtain or not.
"So what's your shower look like?" Amy said with a laugh. "Don't rip me off here, I want the full tour!"
"You are terrible!" Sarah said laughing.
They turned and left the bathroom. I shut off the water and hastily dried off. The shock of them opening the door had diminished my erection, but I was still unbelievably turned on and on edge. I knew cooking dinner would be tough with them distracting me.
I grabbed some clothes from the closet while I heard Sarah showing Amy the rest of the house.
"Ryan, we're going to change into our going-out clothes while you fix dinner, is that alright?" Sarah said walking back to the bedroom.
"Sure, you two would only be a distraction anyway. I'd probably burn dinner!" I said.
"Is he always this charming?" Amy said with a smile.
"Only when he's horny." Sarah responded with a mischievous grin.
Chapter 2
I mixed up some drinks for myself and the girls as I put the casserole for dinner in the oven.
"Okay, who wants a martini?" I shouted to them in the living room.
"Only if it's stiff!" Amy said, already laughing at her own joke.
"You're such a tease." Sarah said, smacking Amy's knee.
"Who's teasing? I like my martinis like I like my men."
"Unemployed and living with their parents?" Sarah asked innocently.
"Oh I'll get you for that one!" Amy started tickling her. Sarah jumped up to escape and Amy smacked her on the butt as she rose. Sarah's skirt swirled higher as she danced away from Amy. I watched her, thinking how much I wanted to lift up her skirt, peel down her panties and take her, right then and there.
"Protect me Ryan!" Sarah said ducking behind me laughing. Amy ran in front of me and started grabbing at Sarah behind my back. She pressed herself close to me, and I could feel my erection rubbing against her leg.
"Ha, Ryan can protect you with that sword he has in his pants maybe!"
Sarah spun me around and looked down at my jeans. "Enjoying watching us are you?" She said seriously.
"Who wouldn't?" I said.
"We can always give you something more to watch." Amy said sliding closer to Sarah. Sarah looked over and smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Amy's mischievous grin had vanished and the girls now looked at each other very seriously. Sarah put her hand on Amy's shoulder and gently pulled her towards her mouth. Their lips met and gently brushed each others'.
I was shaking with nervousness and excitement. I didn't even want to speak or move for fear I might disrupt whatever was transpiring in front of me.
Sarah grabbed her martini and took a large gulp. She stuck her tongue out and Amy wrapped her lips around it. "Oh he makes them stiff alright." She said moving her mouth off of my wife's tongue and licking her lips.
They both turned to look at me simultaneously.
"While you were showering, we decided tonight was the night for the three of us to try something new." Sarah said seriously. She gripped my hand in one of hers and Amy's in the other.
"That is, if you are okay with it?" She asked.
I could barely mumble an affirmative reply.
Chapter 3
Sarah leaned in and kissed me hard on the lips. She grabbed my shirt and led me and Amy over into our living room. She gently pushed me down onto the couch.
She turned her back to me and pulled Amy closer. Their fingers intertwined as their bodies move together. I could see their breasts lightly brushing each other through their clothes as they kissed each other.
Sarah spun Amy around and set her on the couch next to me. She sat on the other side of her, leaving Amy between us.
"Go ahead Ryan." Sarah said breathlessly. "It is okay."
I looked at Amy and tentatively touched her stomach through her shirt. She let out a tiny moan and closed her eyes. Sarah started kissing her neck and grabbed my hand, moving it under Amy's shirt. Her stomach was as taut as it looked. My wife and I moved our hands simultaneously up Amy's torso, reaching her bra.
I kissed Amy hard on the lips as my wife and I each squeezed one of her breasts. Amy spun around, with her back against me. Sarah kissed her again, while reaching down to lift up her shirt. Amy raised her arms over her head, letting my wife remove her shirt.
Amy moved to press my wife down on the couch. She lay down on top of her as they passionately kissed. Amy's ass was inches from me and inches above where my wife's skirt was riding up, exposing her black thong.
I moaned involuntarily from the sight and it seemed to break the girls' concentration. They both turned to look at me and then back at each other.
"It's okay, go ahead." Sarah said looking at Amy.
Not knowing what they were talking about I waited nervously. Amy turned and locked eyes with me. She moved her hands behind her back and undid her bra.
Her breasts were amazing. Small, but tight and slightly upturned with large, hard nipples.
I reached for her breasts and Sarah jumped up and grabbed my hands.
"Not yet." She took my hands and moved them behind my head, pulling me flat onto the couch. She spun, facing Amy and lifted her skirt up and over her head.
My wife was now only wearing a small, black thong and Amy stared at both of us with lust.
"Go ahead." My wife said to Amy, obviously still referring to whatever they had already discussed.
Without warning Sarah straddled my face, lowering her panty-covered pussy onto my lips. I kissed and licked her panties, as passionate as I ever had. Simultaneously, Amy started unbuttoning my pants and tugging them downward. My cock was almost painfully erect and straining the boxer briefs it was trapped in.
"Mmmm..." Amy said running her hands along my erection. "You had told me he was thick, but I didn't know." She said appreciatively to my wife.
"I know, I know." Sarah said, with her head tilted up while I licked her pussy. She pulled her panties aside, giving me full access to her wetness.
