As we followed Carrie to her house, I could tell Donna was tense. I told her again that whatever happened or didn't happen was up to her. "If you want to call it off, just say so. I'll tell Carrie thanks, and we'll leave." She took a deep breath, and said "Nope. I'm nervous, but I'm also really turned on. I have to see what happens."
We followed Carrie inside, and she offered us the couch. For the only time in this whole adventure, I steered my wife; I sat down on one end so she had to sit in the middle. Carrie went into the kitchen, and came back with two glasses of wine and a bottle of water. She handed me the water, handed Donna a glass, and sat down next to her, like I hoped she would.
It was an awkward moment; neither of us knew what to do or say. Thankfully, Carrie took the lead. She sat her glass down and took one of Donna's hands. With her other hand, she gently turned Donna's head so they were looking at each other, and asked "Are you OK with this?" She blushed a bit, smiled, and nodded.
Carrie stood up and still holding Donna's hand, and said "C'mon. Walk with me." With very little hesitation, she stood up too, and let Carrie lead her down the hall.
Part of me wanted to follow them like a puppy, but I knew if I did that, I'd kill the mood. I knew I needed to give them some time alone. I went to Carrie's stereo and flipped it on, finding a smooth jazz station. I took my shoes off and sat back down on the couch, and relaxed as well as I could under the circumstances.
After what felt like an eternity (but was really about 30 minutes), I walked very quietly down the hall. When I got to Carrie's bedroom door and looked in, I will never forget what I saw. Donna was nude and laying on her back; Carrie was laying naked between her legs, gently licking and fingering my beautiful wife's pussy. And the look on Donna's face told me Carrie knew what she was doing.
I'd often fantasized about this, but the fantasy was nothing when compared to its reality. I watched for a few minutes, mesmerized, as Donna finally came in what seemed like a 3 minute orgasm.
Once Donna regained her senses, Carrie said "Someone's watching. I think he should take his clothes off and join us." I undressed, and as I crawled onto the bed next to Donna, and Carrie slid up her other side. I leaned forward and kissed Donna, then leaned farther over and lightly kissed Carrie, and said "That was incredible." It sounded lame, but I really didn't have words to describe what I just saw.
After a couple minutes, Donna said "I'm not sure I'm ready to return the favor, but if you don't mind, I'm sure he would love to do it for me. He's not half bad at it." Carrie smiled, and rolled onto her back. It was then that I noticed she was completely clean. I'd seen bald pussies in pictures and movies, but never in person.
I crawled between her legs, and kissed & licked my way up the inside of her thighs. I looked up and while Donna was laying beside her, she was gently playing with Carrie's tits. She was caressing them, lightly pinching her nipples. As I reached the top of Carrie's thighs, she started talking to Donna but really she was telling me what she wanted me to do to her.
"Donna, you really should try shaving once. When he goes down on you, he can get your whole pussy in his mouth. It feels incredible." So I did what Carrie said, opening my mouth and enclosing it around her outer lips. "He can keep you in his mouth, and he can lick your lips at the same time." Which is what I did.
"And while he's got your outer lips hot and wet in his mouth, he can push his tongue between your lips and lick inside. He can slide his tongue inside, flick it back and forth and around your clit, while he's still got his mouth pressed against your entire pussy."
I wondered how my wife was handling it emotionally watching me eat Carrie as she coached me through how she wanted to be eaten. As long as she didn't stop me, I was going to keep doing what I was asked to do. But then, before Carrie could say anything else, I slipped two fingers inside her and started moving them in and out and around inside. She got quiet, grabbed Donna's hand, and came. Her vaginal muscles tightened around my fingers; she clamped down hard, and I could only imagine what it would feel like to be inside her at that moment.
After calming down from her orgasm, Carrie said "You're right. He ain't half bad. Any chance I can watch the two of you make love?"
I climbed on top of Donna, and without thinking about it, I kissed her as I slowly slid all the way inside and buried myself as deep as I could get. I'm sure I tasted like Carrie at that point; I realized later that this was probably Donna's first taste of another woman. But I don't think Donna cared; she was as turned on as I've ever seen her. Between Carrie getting her off orally and her watching me do the same to Carrie, she was ready.
Sometimes Donna and I make love, gentle and easy, and sometimes we fuck each other. This time we made love; there was an emotional aspect of what we were doing that you could almost hold in your hands, and it seemed to heighten all our senses.
I'm both a voyeur and an exhibitionist; it was an incredible thrill knowing that an absolutely beautiful naked woman was laying beside us on the bed and watching us go at it. This woman had just eaten her to an earth-shattering orgasm, and I had just returned the favor by eating her to her own climax.
I was so turned on, I had to slow down a few times to keep from coming too fast. Finally, Donna told me to go for it, and give Carrie a show. I make a lot of noise when I come, and I knew this one was going to be a loud one.
