Mike and I enjoyed watching our girlfriends licking each others pussies. They took their time, responding to each other, mirroring each other. Tara was shorter than Penny, so some movements meant that one or the other had to pause and let their partner pleasure them. Eventually Tara came, and then she insisted on making Penny come. She moved Penny's legs to give Mike and me a clear view, and lifted them up to get unimpeded access. Then she said to Mike "Get the blue bag"
He went behind the sofa, and reappeared with a blue denim covered bag like an attache case, containing several bottles and tubes of massage oil, creams and lubricating gel, and a number of dildos and vibrators.
Penny could not see the contents, since Tara was sitting astride her stomach, with the bag between Penny's open legs. She was surprised at the drop of cold gel that Tara squeezed onto her clit. She was even more surprised when Tara turned on the vibrator that she had been gently rubbing the lube in with.
Penny thrashed and cried out when a second vibrator was introduced into her pussy, and came in seconds as Tara rapidly pumped it in and out. She was almost screaming, and gripping Tara's hips, as she was driven to another orgasm, and then a third. Tara looked triumphant as she casually dabbed the vibe on Penny's clitoris at random intervals, making her jump and writhe and whimper. I began to think the game was getting a little cruel just as Tara finally stopped, and after a peck on her pussy lips, she moved up to Penny's face, kissing her gently and holding her softly.
"Time for bed I think," said Tara, beckoning me over. I lifted Penny and guided her to bed, snuggling in behind her as Tara and Mike settled down beside us. herself. Mike threw a Duvet over us, and he curled up with Tara again.
In the morning we were all hungry, and there was some argument about who should cook until Tara said that she was taking Penny to get changed. Toast and mushroom omelets did not take long to make and when we got back up to the bedroom with trays of food the girls were already lounging on the bed in a casually posed display of revealing lingerie.
Tara was wearing a black and gold stripped bustier with matching pants, all trimmed in lace. She had hold up stockings on and lace gloves. Penny was stunning in a black leather gloves and corset, her breasts supported in half cups so her nipples were exposed, and her bare bush framed by the suspender straps running down to her stockings. Both of them had long high heeled boots on.
I whistled, Mike said "Tasty."
"You guys have to dress later." said Tara "But first you may serve us."
It was slightly surreal, sitting naked with Mike while the girls, his girlfriend and mine, were longing in erotic costume. Weirder still when after breakfast we had to try on different outfits for the girls to choose. I ended up in a red leather posing pouch and black silk shirt. Mike was in an outfit that seemed to be mostly leather straps running to a metal ring that fitted over his balls. Tara seemed to be in charge, as usual, and announced that we all needed to rest and build up our strength, so no more sex until the afternoon, and we were going to play cards. And drink tea. Which we did.
Surreal again. Penny is quite competitive, Mike and I don't like loosing and Tara.... Well let's just say I want to be on her side if world war three ever breaks out.
So we played cards, and every now and then I would notice Penny's naked nipples or a flash of her pubic hair, or Tara's ample bosom wobble, or the whiteness of her inner thigh. Mike's cock lay dormant or twitched, sometimes getting a little hard, attracting glances from the girls.
Lunch was light salad and served under house rules - but Tara insisted we didn't get carried away. Until dessert.
Tara brought in the dish of custard, and a hand of half a dozen bananas.
She casually served the custard, peeling a banana for each of us and breaking it into the bowl. She gave one to me, one to Mike, and lifted one to give to Penny, but pulled back the bowl as she was about to take it. "Oh sorry Penny, I forgot you like yours unpeeled."
Penny looked blank for a moment, then blushed, and turned to hit me. "You git, you told them!"
Mike looked blank a moment and said "What?" but then a grin broke across his face "Oh!"
Tara intervened. "I asked him last night if you had ever used a vibrator or a dildo. He said no, but you had used banana. But you should forgive him: I was wanking him at the time and you were riding Mike, so he was not thinking straight. Or at all."
"Sorry, lovergirl." I said, gently.
"So what do you expect me to do with this?" Penny waved the banana at Tara.
"Well, whatever you like really, although I had hoped you would tell us the story of the first time you put a banana in your pussy."
Penny said firmly "First and only time. Oh well, Sean knows anyway, he was holding onto the end of it."
Tara laughed "He didn't tell me that!"
"Well," Penny began "it was after I came back from France. Sean and I had, well done just about everything except have real sex. We were in a hotel in Dublin for the weekend, two nights together. On the first night we had made love wonderfully." Penny squeezed my hand. "Sean made me come, and come and come. Then we spent the day in the museums and cafes, had dinner in a lovely place, and back to the hotel where Sean stripped me to my stockings and threw me on the bed. He went down on me, licking me until I came and using two fingers in me. And then I saw the banana in the fruit bowl. I, I..." she blushed again, but went on "I knew I could take two fingers. I wondered if I could take Sean's cock. I was still a virgin then, at least in the sense that I had not done that. But I knew I had been, well, stretched. I knew I probably wouldn't bleed, or hurt, but you hear so many stories. I wanted to do it then, but I was scared. So I grabbed it, and brought it down to Sean. He looked at it, and at me, and said 'Really?' and I said 'Try it.' So he did. It was kind of nice. Big, round, not like fingers. Cold though. I know Sean was turned on by it. He was really hard and we sixty-nined, and after we both came, he took it out and ate it."
Tara whooped. Penny blushed. Then I said "Okay Tara, since it is story time, tell us about the first time you sucked a boy off."
"Oh that was years ago!"
"Tell us." I insisted. Mike had once said I should hear the story, but I hadn't asked before.
"It was how I met Mike, as I am sure you know." said Tara, giving Mike a withering look. "We were both at a party, and drink had been taken, and I was dying to go to the loo. But there was a queue. And Mike was in front of me. Well when the girl who was in came out I said to Mike 'Please let me go ahead of you I'm bursting' but he said 'So am I - tell you what I'll use the sink'. So we went into the bathroom together, and I only just made it to sit down, and he was at the basin beside me, and we both made big sighs of relief at the same time, and both of us were peeing quite noisily, and we both laughed and looked at each other. He grinned and said 'Hi, I'm Mike' and I grinned and said 'Tara, and I'm impressed,' because of course he was standing there with that huge dong hanging over the basin. Now I had seen a couple of cocks before, but never that size, not even erect. He laughed and said 'thank you' and finished peeing and started washing it. 'Takes some looking after' he said, and turned to the towel rack which was in front of me to dry it, and his hands. Of course the bugger was showing off, and of course I couldn't resist touching it, and he turned to face me, me still sitting on the loo with my knickers down, and there it was, eye level, or lip level, and beginning to rise. It was just an impulse to kiss it. And he made such a nice noise. So I kissed it again. It was all fresh and clean, and with that pointy end it fitted so nicely between my lips, and the next thing he pushed forward and I was sucking it. Then someone banged on the door, and he jumped, and so did I.
"I laughed, and said 'Better go, Mike' and we quickly exited the bathroom. Well of course we were both hyped up on hormones, I was ready to jump his bones on the landing, despite the three or four people there. It was Easter weekend, frosty outside, every room was crowded, I was there with friends who were to give me a lift home, he was with his mates, so we had no car, it was a disaster.
"Especially when my friend who was giving me a lift came up and said we were going. We had hardly had a chance to talk, so I grabbed his hand and wrote my number on it. I said 'Hold that thought, and call me.'
"I spent the next day praying that the phone wouldn't ring."
"Why?" I asked.
Tara rolled her eyes and said "Because I woke up and thought about it and thought I had acted like a complete slut, Sean. I thought if he rang me he would expect me to be on my knees sucking him off in two seconds flat, and probably want a fuck as well. And you know I was kind of screwed up about that back then."
Penny chipped in "You mean like I was?"
Tara looked at her and shook her head "No, not quite, but that's another story, I'll tell you another time." Tara had looked sad for a moment, and I knew why, since I had heard the story, but she brightened up and went on "Anyway, he didn't ring that day. And he didn't ring on the Monday. By the Tuesday night I was no longer trembling if the phone rang. By Thursday I had started to feel a bit aggrieved. How dare he not ring me? I mean, he must have thought he was onto a sure thing. Wasn't I pretty enough even to call up for a quick blow- job?
"So when I got home after school on Friday I was mortified when Mum answered the phone and yelled up the stairs at me 'Tara, there's a boy called Michael on the phone for you.'
