I was dreaming that I was having sex on the beach with my wife, Amber. Although people were walking up and down the beach, Amber had slid my cock out of my swimsuit and was stroking it steadily. It felt great and I was soon so excited that I didn't care that folks were walking right by us.
I was soon about to cum and with a start I awoke to realize I was about to cum for real. In the darkness of our friends' living room I was about to cum all over their sofa on which I had been sleeping since the middle of the night. I reached out to cover my dick so the semen wouldn't spray all over their blankets and the sofa and then realized that it was Amber who was in fact jacking me off. As I began to spasm she leaned over and engulfed the head of my cock with her lips. She then proceeded to suck down all the semen spraying from my cock. It felt fantastic to have my wife's warm, wet lips around me.
I opened my eyes. I didn't think Amber was wearing pink when we went to bed earlier this evening.
We had traveled from Washington, DC, up to Buffalo, NY, to visit our friends Howard and Debbie. It was a hot summer and we had plans to visit them, Niagara Falls, some beaches along Lakes Erie and Ontario, and just spend time together.
Amber and I had driven nine hours from DC to Buffalo on a Thursday. We arrived in the late afternoon, went out to dinner, and crashed in the spare bedroom in Howard and Debbie's second-floor flat. Their second-floor flat consisted of two bedrooms, a single bath, a living room and adjoining kitchen, and a screened-in porch beyond the kitchen.
During that first night I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep because the spare bedroom was too warm. The A/C was better in the living room, so I grabbed a blanket from our room and sacked out on the sofa. That's where I was when I was pleasantly woken up to a nice orgasm.
As I said earlier Amber hadn't been wearing pink. She wore her usual: a large t-shirt and panties. I thought her t-shirt had been white with some design on the front.
As my eyes focused in the semi-darkness (a night light was on in the kitchen) I noticed that it was a pink, sheer negligee that Amber was wearing now, not a baggy, cotton t-shirt.
It was then that Amber's head lifted up off my cock and leaning forward she kissed me on the mouth. It was then that I realized it was Debbie not Amber who had been jacking me off and sucking me off. Leaning into my ear she whispered, "Now it's your turn to take care of business."
Debbie drew me up from my reclining position on the sofa, and leaning back on the opposite end of the sofa, spread her legs wide. I knew instinctively what she wanted. Still flush from my own erotic experience I didn't hesitate and dove right in between her legs.
Debbie and I had known each other about as long as Amber and I had known each other. I had hung around the Delta Zeta sorority at Wayne State and had been selected as a big brother. There were three reasons I had been selected: I had a cute butt, I was a good kisser, and I treated the girls with respect.
On one particular occasion the girls had been directing me and the two other big brothers in a kissing contest with their shyer members. Debbie was one of those. Who knew that quiet Debbie T. with her brown hair tied back and her wire-rimmed glasses was a tiger under the hood? When she was assigned to me to kiss as a part of the contest, she gave it her all. She grabbed my head on both sides, locked lips and slid her tongue in my mouth. As we continued to kiss her hands slid down my back and came to rest on my butt which she grabbed and pressed towards her. I reciprocated and we held that kiss for a long time. The crowd was hooting and hollering and needless to say we won the contest. We were both breathing heavy and were quite flushed from being aroused. One of the girls even noticed that I had a boner going on in my pants and cheered Debbie with "way to go girl" and "nice try"!!
Now here we were six years later, out of college and still friends. Howard had been a best man at my wedding, and Amber and I had stood up at Howard and Debbie's wedding. When we all still lived in Detroit we went camping together frequently and did other activities together. We often kidded with each other and sometimes engaged in physical horseplay. Debbie's body was similar to Ambers, but her breasts were much larger than Amber's. Her face was also rounder and flatter than Amber's and her lips were fuller than hers. Amber's and Debbie's waists, hips and butts were similar with Debbie's hips being a little narrower and her butt rounding out in the back a little more. Amber was thin and wiry and Debbie had more softness to her body.
Now here I was with my mouth planted on Debbie's pubic hair covered pussy lips and she tasted great. My tongue worked up and down her folds and sought out her clitoris. Soon it popped out from under her clitoral hood and I worked it. Debbie was soon clenching her hands on the back of my head and pressing her thighs against my ears.
Her negligee, which was a sheer pink and hadn't been tied when she came out to the living room, opened up completely and fell away revealing her full breasts. They were covered with a sheen of perspiration and each nipple was taut with excitement. As she quivered in pre-orgasmic spasms her breasts jiggled beautifully.
Faster and faster I licked my tongue up and down her slit. Faster and faster I flicked my tongue across her clit. As Debbie came, she didn't close her eyes and lean back; instead she watched me as my mouth, buried in the hairs of her pussy, sucked and pleasured her to the finish of a nice orgasm. The muscles on her belly tightened up, her thighs squeezed my head, and she held her breasts with her own hands as she came.
Needless to say pleasuring Debbie orally had aroused me once again; I was stiff as a rod. As I sat back on the sofa my stiff penis stood right up. Debbie reached out and guided my cock inside her already wet opening and we proceeded to fuck on the couch with our bellies moving in unison together, with me kissing her forehead and face, and with Debbie kissing my chest. I am always amazed at how different each woman's vagina feels, and Debbie's was no different. I felt her surround, move, grasp, and slide around my cock with a warm beauty that was hers alone. At the moment of climax she reached her hands around to cup my ass and guided me in and out at the rhythm she wanted. I felt her vagina clench around my cock and released another series of spurts of semen and wrapped my arms around her body to pull her tight against my chest.
After we both calmed down we parted. We sat dumbfounded on the sofa and grinning from ear to ear, we both remarked, "Wow". I said to Debbie, "That was a nice surprise. In fact that was incredible."
Debbie responded with a big smile and responded, "Been thinking about doing this for six years since that first intense kiss."
Our conversation was interrupted as we heard Howard coughing in the bedroom. Debbie slipped her sheer nightie back on and I slipped on my gym shorts. Before she disappeared down the hallway she lifted her nightie up to expose her bare behind and looking back smiled a big smile.
I returned to sleep until later that morning when we all got up and had breakfast together and headed out for the day's activities. All day Debbie and I kept exchanging knowing glances and whenever we were alone for a few moments she would grab me in the crotch and remark how good my cock felt. I reciprocated by touching her too. By the end of the day we had worked each other up to the point that we could hardly keep our spouses unaware of what was going on.
It was with relief that I welcomed Howard's suggestion that we all take a dip in the community pool before heading out to dinner and dancing that evening.
After the pool and to speed things up we decided to have each couple shower together. But while Amber and I were sitting undressed in our bedroom we couldn't help but hear Debbie and Howard fucking in the shower. Amber remarked, "I'm getting' horny." I took the cue and got Amber off with my fingers. The sexy part was that we left the door to our bedroom open so the danger of being caught enhanced Amber's excitement. As it was Amber barely got herself together when Howard and Debbie popped out of the bathroom with their towels bunched in front of them, not wrapped around them. We both got a fleeting glimpse of both Debbie's and Howard's bare behinds as they raced to their bedroom.
Amber and I succeeded in taking a shower without christening the shower stall with another round of sex and we all headed out for a nice dinner and then a visit to a dance club. We all came back tired and ready to hit the sack.