Aaron And Abbeys New Friend

After sharing a couple of bottles of wine, at our favorite restaurant, and deciding we no longer wanted dinner, Abbey and I headed home to do what we normally do after having a few drinks: crawl in bed and fuck.

I stood by the bedroom door watching as Abbey undressed. She first removed her shirt and bra, freeing her meaty titties from the restraining cups. They're beautiful. The nipples are the best part. Before she becomes excited, they are a soft pink, and exactly 2 & 5/8 inches across. I know because I have measured them.

She also has a well rounded ass, and knows how much I love looking at it. So, when she turned around to take off her pants, and panties, she bent over slowly, and paused, giving me a long glance at her warm little crack. Her entire ass is quite the beauty. I have persuaded her to have anal intercourse a few times, however, it's not her favorite, besides, the way she works her ass, I seldom last very long before cumming. However, I always take advantage of it when she's in that mood.

After she finished undressing, she immediately crawled onto bed, putting her head on the stack of pillows that she loves to sleep on. She parted her legs only slightly, and cocked one leg up, as she rubbed her hand across stomach, from her breasts to her smoothly shaved, milky white, mound.

Smiling up at me as she, she asked, "Are you going to get undressed?" Like a schoolboy, I began fumbling with my clothes. As soon as I got undressed and into the bed, she wrapped her long slender fingers around my half hard cock and started rubbing the shaft, paying special attention to the head, with her thumb and forefinger. I simply laid back to watch, and enjoy the pleasures.

After a couple of moments, reaching up to the headboard, she grabbed one of our small vibrators and began rubbing it across my sack. The sensations were wonderful. I immediately tensed up when she leaned over me and ran her tongue across my balls.

"Feel good?" She asked, as she slowly pumped, my inflamed dick, with her red tipped fingers.

"You have no idea," I replied, as she continued pumping at me.

Reaching down, I pulled her around so that her ass was directly in my face, and started kissing her fleshy bottom. She parted her legs and raised her ass upwards as I placed my face to the swollen lips of her pussy. The fragrance was divine. To me there is nothing better than the scent of a woman's body as it prepares itself for sexual activity. Besides, Abbey tends to emit a unique fragrance that I can always detect when she's ready to fuck.

"Mmm, this is wonderful." I said as I pulled her closer, running my tongue from her lips to her anus.

One thing I love to do is watch as she's jacking me off, while licking the shaft of my cock. I always get so turned on, that I have a habit of talking trash when we're in bed like this, and tonight was going to be no different. I always seem to fantasize that I'm watching her as she's doing this to another man's cock.

We did have that pleasure once before and it was tremendous watching him squirm as she worked him over.

"You know, I think we ought to do this with another couple." I boldly said. She sucked for a few more seconds before replying. "Aaron...you always say that when we're at home, and at the worst time," she said, as she continued sliding her fingers around my hard cock. "Another time," she said

Of course a man with a hard dick has little or no conscience when he has fucking on his mind, and I was feeling pretty good from the alcohol, so I wanted to do something different tonight.

The encounter we had with the other man had been a few years ago, while we were on a weekend trip. We hadn't seriously pursued it since then, but we both figured that it was just a matter of time before it happened again. Besides, the other encounter happened when we were out of town, and was something that just happened. We weren't really looking for it.

As I laid there watching her playing with my cock, I suddenly got the nerve to do something that I had wanted to do many times before.

"Okay, that's it, let's get dressed." I told her as I sat up and rose from the bed.

"What are you doing?" She asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"We're going out." I said as I reached for my jeans.

"Right now?" She questioned. "What in the hell are you doing?" She asked as she raised her naked body from the bed.

"We're going out to have a drink." I replied as I worked to squeeze my swollen cock into my pants. "We're going to see what kind of trouble we can get into."

She was caught off guard by my words, but started laughing and slowly crawled from the bed to start getting dressed. As she reached for her bra, I stopped her and said that she wouldn't need it, nor did she need any panties.

"Wait a minute, what are you thinking?" She asked as she, again began laughing.

"Hey girl," I said as I grabbed for a shirt, "we always talk about playing these games, so, what the hell, let's go out and see what happens."

Now, Abbey is, very much, a classy woman, and I figured that if we were going to do this, I better do it right. So, in order to make sure I wasn't too selfish, I decided that, first of all, we better to grab something to eat since we had drank so much wine earlier, and she was probably hungry.

Perkins Pancake House was not busy at all on this wet, Friday night. It could have been the fact that it was raining so hard. Normally, from 2:00 AM, until 4:00 AM, it gets busy with the bar crowd, but it only was 10:30 by this time, and I figured we were early enough to miss the crowd, get something to eat, and still find some "trouble" to get into.

As we sat in the restaurant, waiting for service, we watched as another couple walked in, with a young lady friend in tow, and the girl behind appeared as if she had been crying. They walked through the restaurant and grabbed a table across the room. They immediately began discussing their situation, and doing it rather loudly.

Abbey and I both realized that we knew the girl from somewhere. Our hobby is dining out and we seem to meet, and talk, with lot of people.

From what we could tell, as we dipped into their conversation, the guy had just broken up with the girl that was in tow, and had been fucking his girlfriends best friend for quite sometime. The couple, that included the new girlfriend, had just broke the news to the old girlfriend. The new couple seemed to care less what the old girlfriend thought about it as they sat ready to order something to eat.

After a few minutes of digesting their problems, Abbey left for the restroom, to relieve herself from some of the wine we had drank earlier, while I continued waiting for some service from a waitress. The disgruntled girlfriend also left her table, and disappeared from sight. Much to my surprise, as soon as the discarded girlfriend disappeared, the new couple hurriedly walked out the door and drove away.

Personally, I couldn't help but laugh when I saw what was going on. However, the girl was stranded.

It seemed that I had been waiting forever when I finally saw Abbey peaking around a corner, motioning for me to come to her. As I approached her, she told me that the dumped girlfriend, whom she now knew as Leslie, was in the bathroom, crying and seemed to be a bit drunk. She also made me aware that she was, indeed, a barmaid that we see at a local club, periodically.

I immediately made her aware that the others had left, and it looked as if this girl was now stranded. Now, Abbey is always the nurturing person to come to the rescue of others, and asked if I would mind if we helped the girl. Naturally, being a man, and considering the reason we left home in the first place, I agreed.

"Well...what do you want me to do?" I asked as Abbey stood trying to figure out her next move.

"I don't know, let me go back see what she needs." Abbey said as she turned to go back into the ladies room.

As I returned to the table to continue waiting for the waitress, I saw Abbey reappear with Leslie following close behind her. She and Leslie were arm in arm as Abbey helped to steady the girls walk. She motioned for me to follow her as she walked to the front door.

I immediately rose from the table, and followed as the two girls walked to our car. It was now raining harder than it was when we got there. Abbey, hurriedly, opened the back door, and helped Leslie to get situated in the back seat. She really didn't appear to be too upset as far as I could tell. But then again, who was I to question Abbey's judgment?

As I got into the drivers seat, I looked at the two girls to see if they were as soaked as I was. Yes, they were, we were all soaked. I asked Abbey where she wanted me to go, and Abbey turned, looking back at Leslie, asking if she wanted us to take her home.

Leslie made us aware that she really didn't want to go home. She didn't want to be alone. She asked if we would mind if she stayed with us for a while.

Abbey explained that we couldn't go anywhere as wet as we were, and asked Leslie if she would feel comfortable enough to go home with us. She explained that we lived alone, and she was more than welcome to use our guest room since we had all been drinking, and shouldn't be out driving around.

Leslie seemed fine with this idea. After all, we were very well dressed, and didn't appear to be a threat to her or anyone else. Besides, she didn't seem to care much about anything at that point. As I pulled out of the parking lot and started driving towards our place, the skies opened up and it started raining even harder. I finally made it back to our house in about fifteen minutes.

There wasn't much conversation on our way home. Leslie did most of the talking, telling us how she had been planning on breaking up with her boyfriend, and what a total jerk he was. Apparently Leslie knew all along the he had been screwing her friend. She didn't really seem to care about losing him as much as she did losing her friend over such a jerk.

As we pulled into the garage, and out of the rain, we made our way into the mudroom. Abbey always makes everyone remove their shoes before entering the house. We were all soaked from the rain, and I made my way into the bathroom to take a quick shower to warm up, and change into a pair of sweats and T-shirt.

While in the shower, I could hear the girls talking in the bedroom. There was nothing loud, it just sounded like some general, getting to know you conversation, but I naturally had other thoughts.

When I returned from the shower and walked into the family room, I saw Leslie sitting on the couch, in one of Abbey's robes. I could hear that Abbey was putting clothes in the washer. I asked Leslie what Abbey was up to, and she made me aware that she was washing the wet clothing. Abbey has that motherly instinct and needs to take care of everyone.

Before sitting down, I walked over and turned on our gas fireplace. I figured the heat would help us all warm us up a bit. After all, we were soaked to the bone.

When Abbey returned, from the laundry room, she was carrying with her, a carafe of white wine, and three glasses. She too, had changed from her wet clothing into a robe.

"I thought this would help us to warm up a bit," she said as she brought the wine in, and sat down on the couch.

As we sat talking and sharing some wine with Leslie, I grabbed the TV remote and flipped on one of the music channels. Soft classical music seemed to be right for the somber mood. After all, I didn't want any music that might make her think about her situation any more than she already was. Leslie began questioning herself as to what she had done to cause such a mess in her life.

"I know I'm not the prettiest girl in the world, but I'm not a complete loser either," she said as tears began rolling from her eyes. "I'm know too fat for anyone to look at me," she said.

Now, let me point something out. Leslie was approximately twenty-five years old with short, naturally blonde, hair. She was a little on the plump side, however, she was as cute as a girl can be. She definitely had a nice pair of tits, from what I could tell through her shirt, and her ass reminded me of Abbey's. It was well rounded, and seemingly firm. It was very nice. She looked as if she still some baby fat, but she was definitely a beauty.

Abbey set her wine down on the coffee table and leaned closer to Leslie. As Leslie continued degrading herself, Abbey placed her arm around the young girls shoulder to comfort her.

"Leslie, you're a very pretty girl," Abbey said as she pulled Leslie into her shoulder. "Some men are just assholes and don't realize what they have until it's too late," she continued, as Leslie leaned her head on to Abbey's shoulder.

Abbey kept her arm around Leslie, and began rubbing her back while she continued talking about how bad she felt. She kept repeating that it was probably her fault that the relationship fell apart because of her looks and selfishness.

Not knowing what to say, I continued to sip at my wine and listen. I figured that Abbey was the best person to make this girl feel better about the evening, and herself. After all, that's Abbey's knack.

After about fifteen minutes of hearing the girls talking and laughing about men, and the pigs that they are, things got eerily quiet. No one was saying anything, when Leslie looked up, and raised her head from Abbey's shoulder.

I sat, silently watching, as Leslie placed fingers to Abbey's chin while looking up at her. As she closed her eyes, she placed her lips to Abbey's face and gently kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you for being so understanding," she said as Abbey looked down into her eyes.

Abbey said nothing as she looked down at Leslie's head on her shoulder. Leslie smiled and slowly raised her head, placing her parted lips to Abbey's. I continued watching the girls as Abbey greeted Leslie's kisses with her own parted lips.

Leslie reached upwards, placing her hand around the back of Abbey's head, burying her fingers into her thick, black hair. As the two women embraced, I could feel the blood racing to my cock. This was a sight I had seen only in my fantasies.

I continued watching as Abbey gently pushed open Leslie's robe. She placed her hand on the young girls meaty breast, then pulled it back so she could run her fingers across the young girls thick, rose colored nipples.

Leslie, suddenly took a deep breath and pulled away from Abbey's hand, leaning back onto the deepset couch. She looked directly at me and started to apologize for what she had done.

"Oh my God...I am so sorry," she said as she looked between Abbey and myself, "I don't know what came over me."

Abbey, immediately, held out her hand to Leslie's to let her know this was not a problem. She told her that she should relax, as she ran her fingers through the top of Leslie's hair. "Everything seems to happen for a reason," she said, "you're a beautiful girl," she continued as she grazed her hand across Leslie's stomach, "and I'm sure that Aaron has no problem with this."

Abbey couldn't have been more right about anything in her life. However, I was also nervous as hell at this point. I asked Leslie if she was OK, or if there was anything I could do?

She sheepishly, looked to the floor and replied that she was fine, while relaxing underneath Abbey's arm. The silence then returned, and Leslie began running her hand across the top of Abbey's bare leg, from her upper thigh to her knee.

I was still in my chair and wasn't sure what to do next as the girls sat beside each other on the couch. I excused myself and went to put Leslie's clothes into the dryer, with the hopes that they would continue with what they started previously.

I had to be careful as I stood from my chair. I was wearing only a pair of sweats, and no underwear, so my swelling cock could easily be detected as it pushed forward trying to free itself.

Walking into the laundry room, I was hoping that this couple of minutes would take care of the swelling in my groin. It did, however, it still left me about half hard. I just couldn't quit thinking about what I had seen in the minutes prior.

Moments later, when I returned to the family room, I saw that the fireplace was now turned off, and the girls had disappeared. Chills ran through my body as I imagined what they were doing, hopefully in the bedroom.

I called out to Abbey, "Honey...where are you?"

Abbey's voice called to me from the bedroom. "We're in the bedroom Aaron, come back here," she said.

My knees shook and my heart was pounding as I walked towards the bedroom. I felt light headed, as if I were going to pass out. Abbey and I had played naked games with another man before, but this was the first time that we had another girl in our bedroom.

I wasn't exactly sure how to do this. Should I join them? Should I just watch? I was lost as to the direction to follow.

When I entered the bedroom, the flickering from the TV was the only light in the room. Abbey and Leslie were cuddled underneath our large white comforter. From what I could tell, it appeared that Abbey was spooning Leslie, with her body pressed tightly against her backside.

I walked to the dimmer switch and turned the lights up, just enough so that I would be able to see everything that was going on.

"Do you need the comforter?" I asked as I walked to the foot of the bed. "I think it might get a bit warm." I said as I reached for the blanket. As I slid the blanket off of the girls, I saw that they both had disrobed and were totally nude. Abbey had her arm placed over Leslie, and her hand was cupping her breast. Leslie had large, protruding nipples that were fully erect and dark red, in color. I watched as Abbey, gently ran her fingers across them. The fragrance of pussy was in the room. I know that fragrance only too well, and knew that Abbey was ready to play.

As I sat on the edge of the bed, Leslie turned over to face Abbey. She wrapped her leg over Abbey, as she situated her self comfortably beside her. As she raised her leg, I could see the thick, pink lips of Leslie's pussy. She wasn't shaved, however, her blonde pubic hair was neatly trimmed and very short. Her ripe young ass was quite meaty, and tasty looking.

As I stood to remove my sweats, my cock popped out, standing straight up. It was harder than it had been for a long time. I could feel it pulse as the blood ran through it. I wasn't sure what I should do next. I wanted to watch what the girls, yet I also needed to play, in order to get some relief for myself.

I walked to the side of the bed and watched Leslie's hands slowly rubbing across Abbey's naked back. Abbey had her arms locked around Leslie, and was rubbing up and down, from her head to her plump little ass.

I watched as Leslie slid her hand from Abbey's long hair, down to her shaved pussy, sliding a finger between her moist, swollen lips, and inside of her. Abbey's entire body tensed as the young girl slowly fucked her with her fingers.

I walked to Abbey's side of the bed and laid behind her, as they played passionately, rubbing their bodies together. As Abbey rolled onto her back, she put her lips to mine and slid her tongue inside of my mouth. I immediately felt Leslie's lips on the side of my face, for only a second, before she slithered herself down between Abbey's legs.

As I pulled away from Abbey, I raised up, leaning on my elbow, watching as Leslie spread Abbey's lips with her fingers, while running her tongue between them. Each time she ran her tongue across Abbey's swollen clit, her entire body would tense up.

I watched as Abbey's continuously pushed her head backwards, into her pillows, and her pussy upwards to Leslie's tongue. I kept rubbing my cock against Abbey's thigh as Leslie continued eating Abbey's pussy.