Shelly stood up and said "OK, Ellen. It's your night. What do you want?" Then she opened her belt, unzipped her slacks and dropped her pants and underwear to the ground. Her small breasts were topped by long brown nipples, swollen to an inch long. Her flat belly dropped to the dark triangle of her neatly-trimmed pubic hair, and below that her red inner lips extended down into triangle of air between her legs.
She could feel us staring and reached up to caress her nipples as she stood and watched back.
Ellen stood up and dropped her dress and bra to the ground She stepped out of her underwear, and as she did I saw a glint of moisture on her thigh.
She was muscular, curved, with broad shoulders and hips and an incurved waist above her slightly rounded belly. She wasn't showing yet, but her breasts were swelling past their normal B-cup, and her pink nipples were swollen and hard at their tips. Her dirty-blonde hair was matched by light-brown pubes, with two neat curls framing the groove of her pussy.
Shelly walked up to her and pressed herself against her, leaning down a bit to nuzzle into her neck. I saw the sides of their breasts swell as they were pressed together and suddenly was impossibly hard.
I stepped out of my shoes and jeans and pulled off my socks, then stripped off my shirt as I walked toward them.
I stood behind Shelly, my erection pressed against the curve at the top of her ass and into the small of her back. She wiggled against it to acknowledge me.
Ellen stepped away from her and suddenly I smelled us. Musk, a hint of sweat, the promise of sex. She looked at us thoughtfully.
"Let's calm him down."
She pushed me back to the sofa and I sat down.
She straddled my left leg, letting me feel her wetness and the soft bristle of her hair on the skin of my thigh. Shelly immediately straddled my right, rubbing her swollen lips against me. I tensed my leg to give her more friction and she bit her lip.
They leaned in to kiss me and each other, and I took a breast in each hand; swollen and firm with a hard nub of a nipple in my left and small with the huge nipple poking into me with my right.
They reached down and were stroking me together as they used their other hand on each other's breast. Ellen started rocking her hips back and forth on me as she kissed Shelly and suddenly she gasped and I felt her legs tremble as she came.
Shelly immediately dropped her hand from Ellen's breast and reached between her and my thigh. I felt her hand work as she fondled Ellen's clit and Ellen rolled her head back and her legs shook as her orgasm continued.
Ellen's hand gripped me and Shelly hadn't stopped caressing me and so triggered by Ellen's noises and the smell of both of their excitement I suddenly felt my cock swell and then I gasped as I came, splashing cum all over their hands, me, and onto Ellen's thigh.
I tried to catch my breath, then had an aftershock and spurted again, so Shelly's amusement. Ellen was in the same place as me...gasping for air and pulling herself together from the pleasure that had just rattled her brain.
Shelly lifted her hand, covered in white, sticky cum, to Ellen's face, and Ellen started licking it clean. As she did, she lifted her hand to Shelly's face for her to clean with her tongue.
Shelly licked it clean then turned her hand and began to lick the palm, then put it aside and leaned down to lick the string of cum off Ellen's leg, and then to start to clean me up.
Ellen stood up, and Shelly started licking her juices off my thigh; then Ellen pulled her up and they changed sides, with Ellen licking Shelly's juices and cleaning me up from the right as Shelly did the same from the left.
Finally, they were satisfied with their work and left me laying back on the sofa, half hard and waiting to see what would happen next.
Ellen took Shelly's hand and lifted her to standing and kissed her softly.
Then she pushed her down onto the sofa and knelt between her legs, opening them to reveal her bright-red inner lips and swollen clit below the curly black triangle. Then she took her thumb and started rubbing it up and down her lips and then around the hood over her clit.
I was frozen with -- desire, with wonder, and not a little fear.
Shelly was rigid with lust. Her stomach muscles were ridges, and I could see the muscles in her shoulders as she clutched the sofa cushion and tensed her arms.
I moved toward her, thinking I'd lick her nipples and help her over the edge but she whispered "No. Not yet. Let us..."
Ellen had buried her thumb in her pussy and was moving it just a little in and out and down to the back and up to her clit, swollen almost as large as one of her nipples. I watching the crimson lips shape themselves around the morion of her hand. Then Ellen knelt forward and started licking her clit and Shelly started whimpering. She was so close.
And suddenly she fell over the edge, her teeth clenched, back arching and suddenly Ellen slid her thumb out of Shelly's pussy and down two inches and -- slick with juices -- deep into her ass. Shelly gasped and started pushing her hips higher and as she did Ellen pushed her other thumb deep into her pussy...without stopping rolling her tongue over her clit. I watched Ellen's hands move as she worked her thumbs in and out of Shelly's holes, keeping the orgasm going, and made a mental note to try that on Ellen.
Shelly's legs were shaking in and out and she had wrapped herself in a tight hug as she made guttural sounds, until she reached down and pushed Ellen head away. Ellen sat up and slowly pulled her thumbs out, looking at her handiwork -- my wife sprawled on the sofa, chest neck and face still bright red. Eyes closed, but smiling.
I leaned down and kissed her as Ellen walked off to the powder room and washed her hands.
"If this is what it's like all the time, it won't be so bad," I offered.
Shelly sat up and kissed my nose. "You know it won't be. But these times will get us through the hard ones."
Ellen came back, wiping her hands on her thighs. "hmmm. What do I want now?"
She looked at us for a moment.
"If it's my turn, I guess you both should please me. But how?" She put her hand to her face and tilted her head in a comic thinking pose.
Shelly stood up pulling my hand so we both stood.
"Let's go to a bed." She looked back at the sofa, with its cushions awry and a big wet spot where she'd sat when Ellen licked her. "We'll clean up tomorrow."