Nick and I were in the kitchen drinking some Martinis and cleaning up the evening meal. Cindy (Nick's wife) had cooked an awesome shrimp dinner and had left us to do our share. Nick was manning the dishwasher and I was handing him dishes.
We were yukking it up about the mountain bike ride we had just finished prior to dinner. Nick was telling me about how another riding partner of his rode this particularly sketchy part without dismounting when his pupils dilated, his head turned and he stopped mid-sentence. I looked to see the distraction and my reactions were nearly identical.
Cindy was strutting through the kitchen wearing a black lacy bra, a black garter belt and black high heels. No panties and definitely nothing else. She walked right past us without a glance and stepped up on their bar-like stool and took a seat on the edge of their higher-than-average dining table. She sat erect, slowly spread her legs, looked at each of us with a devilish grin, and asked one question: "Who wants dessert?"
Hold that thought. Nick is my best friend. He is an athletic lean guy much like myself, close to six feet tall. Cindy is Japanese. Slender with long black hair and a tone physique from all the fun that can be had living near the mountains. I have known the both of them for a greater part of my life.
I had visited for a weekend of mountain biking and kayaking. In fact we had gone to the lake on the prior day and kayaked to a remote beach where we frolicked nude in the icy cold water. This was normal for us, but nothing more, aside from the frequent sexual discussions had over some form of alcohol.
After our mountain bike ride, Nick and I had come home to Cindy cooking. She told us to get cleaned up and get ready for chow. After a refreshing shower we had sat down to eat and drink our ice-cold Martinis courtesy of Cindy's hard work.
And now the both of us were staring dumbfounded as our minds caught up. Cindy said, "Well?" in an exasperated tone. Cindy was the type of girl who knew what she wanted and actively sought it. Seems it was the same for sex.
I could not stop staring at this beautiful petite girl, her body posed like a model with her white skin showcasing the black bra pushing up her small cleavage and her jet black hair hanging over her shoulder and tufted above her exposed pink pussy.
Nick moved first. He briskly walked over and sat in the stool in front of her and had his dessert. She began to smile and move her hands lazily over her stomach and lacey bra. Nick had grabbed her hips and pulled her sharply closer to his mouth.
She moaned, Nick slurped and I took off my clothes. I stood there with my hard cock in my hand trying to figure out what I should do when Cindy beckoned to me with her finger. I came up beside her, stood next to Nick and listened to her say in a faint voice, "Kiss my breasts."
I looked down at Nick and watched him bury his face between her thighs. There did not seem to be any objections. I kissed her on the neck and reached around her back to unfasten her bra. I let it drop on the table and took a moment to admire her beautiful pert tits. Her breasts are the size of small grapefruits with nipples that stand erect in perfect position for a pair of lips to engulf them. And I did.
As I sucked, Cindy cradled my head and brought me in closer and tighter to her breasts. This caused my body to shift closer to Nick and I found my hard naked cock was rubbing against his arm. Still no objections, I let it rub.
Then Cindy pushed Nick away with her heels. She looked at me and said, "Your turn." She pushed my head towards her pussy. And I slowly sat in the stool where Nick had been.
As I descended I licked her rib cage, her abdomen, darted my tongue in her navel and finally let it trail over her black pussy hair before I thrust it into her slit. She was wet, really wet from her excitement and Nick's tongue. I could smell her earthy scent mixed in with remnants of alcohol. I breathed in deep and felt a lusty stirring in my balls.
I felt something else. The unmistakable sensation of a warm, wet tongue licking the length of my 6.5 inch shaft. I looked down to see Nick opening his mouth to swallow my head. I moved my hips forward so that he could have better access. Cindy peered under the table to see what was going on. Cindy questioned her disbelief. "Is he sucking your dick?" she asked.
I did not answer. I watched Nick bob his head up and down a few more times. Felt his powerful jaws sucking me while his tongue muscled its way along my length. I turned my attention back to Cindy. I placed my face in her pussy. This was surreal.
Cindy was resisting. "No, No, No." she said, "I want to watch him." Cindy pushed me back, my cock popped out of Nick's mouth. We all stood up. Cindy in her garter belt and heels, Nick still clothed and me naked with my hard wet cock bouncing.