After we returned from our honeymoon, my new wife and I spent a few more days in Colorado before heading back to New Jersey, in part so that we could help celebrate Tiffany’s graduation from junior college. Her best friend from around the corner, Stacey, was graduating, also. Stacey is actually more my type than Tiffany; she’s taller with long, thick, dark brown hair, long legs and bigger boobs. The afternoon after the graduation ceremony, Stacey came around to my in-laws house before she and Tiffany headed out to celebrate with their friends. She was wearing what I would call a “baby doll” dress, sort of like what Courtney Love seemed to favor – very short, snug around the boobs but loose from there down to the hem.
After they left, I couldn’t help but wonder what sort of underwear one would wear under a dress like that because I would think you’d have to assume that at some point someone would be seeing it. I tried not to think about Stacey in her underwear for too long because, despite all of the sex I’d had between the night before the wedding and every night since with my new wife, there was still the risk that I’d pop a woody sitting right there in my in-laws’ living room.
Even though we were now married, my wife and I were still sleeping apart in her parents’ house. It wasn’t out of a sense of decorum or anything admirable like that, it was purely for the sake of comfort. There was still a bed in her old bedroom, but it was too small for both of us, so I slept in the guest bed down in the basement. The night of Tiffany and Stacey’s graduation, I was awakened when a dim light was turned on beside the bed I was sleeping in. I rolled over and saw Tiffany standing beside the bed near the light while Stacey stood at the foot still wearing that baby doll dress.
Tiffany sat beside me and leaned down to kiss me while her hand slipped under the covers seeking out my growing organ. She was pleased to discover that I was sleeping in the buff. While she stroked my tool, she explained that she had shared with Stacey not only the details of our fling the previous summer, but also the details of the wedding gift she and Deb had arranged. Stacey had been disappointed that she’d been left out, so Tiffany brought her over, assuming that I wouldn’t mind. It was a safe assumption.
I asked Stacey to slowly remove just her dress while Tiffany turned down the covers to reveal my raging hard-on. Smiling broadly, Stacey slowly raised the hem of the dark-colored dress to reveal a very sexy pair of dark-colored bikini panties beneath it. I wondered how many other people had seen them on that day. As Tiffany stroked my cock and fondled my balls, I watched as Stacey’s smooth stomach was revealed, followed by a sexy bra that matched her panties. Her tits looked fantastic; I couldn’t believe I was actually going to get to see them and touch them. Her head and mane of long hair popped free of the collar of the dress and she laid it aside. I got up onto my knees and beckoned her toward me. She got on her knees on the end of the bed and moved toward me, glancing down at my rigid cock bouncing in front of me.
Placing my hands on her naked waist, I leaned in toward her and we kissed. I felt Tiffany move behind me, taking my cock in her hand once again and gently pumping it. While my hands moved down to squeeze Stacey’s ass, Tiffany was rubbing my cock against Stacey’s pussy through her panties. I slid my hands up to feel Stacey’s big tits, feeling her hard nipples pressing outward, then reached behind her and unclasped her bra. I slid it down her arms and moved my hands back up to her bare tits.
I caressed the smooth underside, feeling their weight in my hands, before moving my palms up to massage her nipples. We were still making out while my hands roamed all over her tits, but eventually I pulled back and lowered my head to lick and suck her hard nipples. Her aureoles were large and darker pink than Tiffany’s, as were her nipples. I alternated licking and sucking each of them while she ran her fingers through my hair and moaned softly. I let one hand drop to the front of her panties and rubbed the damp material, feeling the texture of her bush beneath. Rather than slipping my hand inside, I raised my head and asked her to lie on the bed.
She moved around so that she was on her back in the middle of the bed with her legs spread and me kneeling between them. Tiffany was behind me standing at the end of the bed. I ran my hands up Stacey’s long legs to her hips, where I took hold of her panties and began to pull them down. Her pussy was surrounded by dark brown hair trimmed to a narrow strip. She brought her legs together and up so that I could slide her panties off, then let her feet drop back onto the bed, but kept her knees bent.
I leaned down, still on my knees, and kissed my way down her inner thighs toward her pussy. I felt Tiffany get onto the bed behind me and reach between my legs for my cock. She stroked it a few more times as I was kissing around Stacey’s trim bush, then pushed my knees so that I would spread them farther apart. As I started licking Stacey’s dripping slit, Tiffany positioned herself on her back between my legs and raised her head up to suck my cock into her mouth.
While I licked Stacey’s pussy, adding another favorite to the list of flavors I had sampled recently, Tiffany slid her lips up and down my rigid cock, reminding me what a great cocksucker she was. Stacey had one hand on the back of my head and alternated fondling her tits with the other. She was extremely wet and I wondered whether that had occurred just since they’d come in or if Tiffany had gotten her all worked up before they’d arrived. In either case, there was a lot of pungent juice for me to slurp out of her slit before I moved my tongue up to lick her clit.
She let a little bit louder moan slip out once my fat tongue passed over her clit then pushed her pussy up against my face. I guided one middle finger into her slippery slit and began pumping it in and out while licking and sucking her clit. Her pussy was very snug; even with all the lubrication she was producing, slipping a second finger in would take some effort. I couldn’t wait to cram my cock in there.
While I pumped my finger in and out of Stacey’s pussy and licked and sucked her clit, Tiffany was doing a masterful job of sucking my cock. She was sucking it slowly, relishing it since she had gone without it for almost a year and had to rush through our encounter earlier in the visit. The rate of Stacey’s breathing was increasing rapidly and she was humping her hips toward my face with each flick of my tongue. Both of her hands were gripping my hair, holding me in place and pulling me against her pussy.
When she let go of my head and grabbed a pillow to hold over her face, I knew she was on the verge of a powerful orgasm. I kept up what I was doing, enjoying having my face buried in a new pussy with the scents and flavors that came along with it. Finally, one hand dropped to my head as she forced her pussy against my face while the other hand held the pillow against her mouth. She shuddered through a long, drawn-out orgasm before eventually relaxing back onto the bed. I don’t know if Tiffany was even aware that it had happened.
