For Joey and Christi, thanks for being so patient waiting for this!
She woke up snuggled next to her husband, nestled into his arm, her head on his bare chest, and wondered if it had all been a dream that had left her face flushed, her body feeling completely satisfied. The brush of a smooth, toned leg that belongs to neither her husband nor her reminds her that it was, in fact, not a dream, but a wonderful, erotic night.
They both had been friends with her for several years over the internet and found her quite attractive. The first time they heard her voice, they both had the same impression, that she even sounds sexy. It was only a matter of time before they met, which they did.
None of them ever thought their first meeting would end like this; Christi was just not that kind of girl...usually. She is hot by normal standards, but by gamer girl standards, one word comes to mind...Smoking!
They had met at the mall for lunch, but quickly decided to go back to Melissa and Joey's place to play the game. What happened next started innocently enough with a bet. Christi said her neck hurt a little, so they decided to see who can give a better neck rub.
Joey went first. As he got into position behind her and began to rub some of the kinks out of her neck, Melissa realized that she was staring at his hands. It occurred to her at that moment she had never seen him so much as hug another woman, but now she was getting the opportunity to watch her husband's hands as they made her skin come alive with every gentle rub over her muscles.
Christi thought to herself that it would be hard for Melissa to top the massage that she was getting from her friend's husband.
I am definitely going to be spoiled tonight,
she thought to herself as the tension released itself from her neck.
Melissa had to think of a way to make it seem as if she was not staring, so she gently slipped Christi's sandals off and began rubbing her feet. As she worked the arch of each foot, she looked up at Joey.
His fingers are starting to cramp, I know it,
she thought to herself.
When he noticed she was looking up at him, he laid a gentle kiss to the base of Christi's neck and told her it was her turn.
This could get quite interesting...and hot,
he thought to himself with a slight inward chuckle.
After getting up from her position on the floor by Christi's feet, Melissa settled into the corner of the couch, one leg along the back, where the back meets the seat, the other with her foot on the floor, and guided Christi back so she was leaning against her.
Using her thumbs, Melissa began to work the muscles at the base of her neck, the other fingers of her hand on Christi's shoulders, working those muscles there. Joey began to massage her feet, and Melissa was forced to inwardly admit that he does give a better foot massage then she does. While his hands work her slender feet, paying extra attention to her tender arches, Melissa used her fingers and thumbs to work the tension out of Christi's delicate neck.
She is beginning to relax,
Melissa mused to herself. She began to trail small, soft kisses along Christi's neck each time her fingers moved.
When she realized what Melissa was doing, Christi turned her head and their lips met. They were soon locked in a deep kiss. Christi's velvety soft tongue caressed Melissa's. Her arms reached up behind her to circle her friend's neck and she tangled her fingers in the hair at the nape of Melissa's neck. Joey finally looked up only to see them caught in this lip lock.
I was right, this is going to be hot,
he thought to himself as he watched a side of his wife he had never seen before for a moment,
and she has good taste, too.
He slid up Christi's body, leaving one knee on the couch and his other foot next to Melissa's on the floor, and joined the kiss. All three tongues mingling in a forbidden tango; their bodies shifting to make room for all three on the couch.
When all of their lips parted, Joey began to kiss her throat, nibbling a little at her ear. Her hands roamed his body while the girls' lips met again.
I never imagined kissing a woman could feel this good,
Christi thought to herself. Melissa allowed her fingers to roam, and as if they had a mind of their own, her hands began to creep to her friend's chest. Joey's fingers gently slipped under the strap of the tank top Christi is wearing to move it and make way for his lips, his other hand brushing back her hair from her shoulder.
Christi and Melissa let their lips part for a moment and she begins to kiss Melissa's neck and collarbone, mimicking Joey's kisses to her own tender flesh. Melissa's hands leave her chest to explore Joey's body. His lips have moved from Christi's neck to her shoulder to her arm. As Melissa reaches to remove his shirt, Christi's fingers start to gingerly explore and roam his now naked chest.
Wow!
She thought to herself,
his arms are so strong, like they can protect anyone from all the hurt in the world!
She is visibly thrilled by this thought, the strength one can assume they possess, the protection their embrace can provide.
This whole shirt is in the way,
Joey thought to himself as he pulled her tank top off and tossed it onto the floor next to them. Joey and Melissa both dipped their heads and each went for a nipple, gently sucking them between their lips. His fingers went between her legs, to the growing spot of moisture that was becoming evident through her jeans. He stroked her, bringing her closer to orgasm. Her breathing became quicker as she rode the wave of her first orgasm of the night.
Can it be? Did he just get me to orgasm so quickly?
She thought to herself.
I never realized until now how good he looks when he knows he can make a woman cum just by touching her,
his wife thought to herself as she watched Joey easily bring their friend to orgasm.
Christi gently nudged his face back up to hers, their lips joining for the first time alone. He continued to rub the ever moistening spot between her legs as Melissa kissed her way down her abdomen. When she reached the waste band of Christi's jeans, she stopped.
Don't want to rush things. I should probably give her a few minutes to come down from the orgasm,
she thought to herself, gently kissing and teasing Christi's stomach. Her fingers tangled in Melissa's hair, her tongue mingled with Joey's, his hands were on her breasts.
This feels so good,
Christi thought to herself.
Why did she stop?
Joey wondered silently when he realized Melissa did not go as far as he thought she would.
As Melissa kissed her way back up Christi's torso, she slid her body along that of her friend. As if just realizing that Melissa's breasts were still covered, Christi ran her hands down the sides of the shirt to the hem line and slowly pulled it up, removing it and adding it to the pile on the floor. Joey stood and reached to remove her bra. Once Melissa's breasts sprang free from the cloth holding them in, Christi's hands were all over them.
I wonder...would it drive her as wild to do to her what I like to have done to me?
Christi wondered internally. When Melissa leaned in to kiss her once more, a deep groan escaped her throat, as if she were finally giving in to some deep seeded secret desire by doing this.
Joey reached for her waste band and finally unsnapped and unzipped her jeans, meanwhile, her hands were sliding into the waste band of Melissa's jeans to grab at her backside. The pungent scent of pheromones permeated the air as they all shifted to the floor of the living room. During the shift, the girls removed one another's jeans, leaving Christi wearing only black cotton boy-short style panties with red lace trim and Melissa white lycra boy-shorts in a white on white argyle print. Joey fondled Christi's breasts while she lowered herself to the floor, sitting against the couch. Her hand began to stroke over the crotch of his jeans, the fabric stretched taut from the obvious effect these activities were having on him.
God, I can hardly stand it anymore, I need one of them to take these off me, soon,
he said to himself.
As if able to read his mind, Christi unbuttoned the button, sliding her hand behind his zipper. Ever so gingerly, she pulled the zipper down, slowly, teasingly, with a smile on her face at what she knew she was doing to him.
When he sprang free of the restriction of the denim, causing his boxers to tent, Christi was amazed at the size of him for a moment.
I wonder if I can even take all of that,
she asked herself. As if the pondering was a silent, personal challenge to herself, she decided to go for it.
Still with her back to the couch, Christi pulled his boxer shorts down, caressing his ass as she did so. As soon as the garment was off, she leaned over and began to kiss and lick the head of his cock. Pulling only the head into her mouth, she closed her lips around it.
When Melissa looked up to see what was going on, she decided not to wait any longer. Nudging Christi's hips up slightly, she removed the boy short panties and encouraged a nervous Christi to open her legs and allow her access to what she craved.
Is this really happening?
Christi wondered
m I really about to go down on a woman in front of my husband? Am I really about to watch another woman go down on my husband?
Melissa pondered as she breathed in the heady aroma of Christi's previous orgasm, her mouth hungry to taste her.
This is every man's fantasy, to have his wife AND another woman at once. And here I am living it, J
oey thought to himself as the realization hit him that this was really going to happen.