I had two friends, Steve and Justin, who were over at our house for a party. We partied often, and it was not unusual for Clarisse and I to have both men over, after a party, until the late hours of the morning. Steve was 35 and Justin was 36 and both were good looking and had kept in shape. The three of us pal around often and kept no secrets from one another, especially concerning sex. Steve and Justin know that my wife portrays an image of naughty, and at times, easy to get into bed, but once there, she is very passionate, kinky, and insatiable. Clarisse is multi-orgasmic and loves to fuck for hours. The men also know that she likes to give blow jobs, and she can be talked into letting me lick and nibble on her clit until she orgasms. Steve and Justin are most envious of me because Clarisse is sexually uninhibited. Both have commented on how exciting it must be to be able to grab and suck and bite on tits like Clarisse's. Justin was her former boyfriend and had slept with her several times.
One evening, we went to a party and met Steve and Justin, and their friends and enjoyed ourselves. At about 11:30 p.m. the others wanted to go home, so they all left and we stayed. At about 12 midnight, the party was winding down and we were about to leave, when in walked Steve and Justin. They came over and asked what was up, and we explained we were leaving and going home. The men said they wanted to party some more, so we invited them over to our house. Steve said great, as he had a surprise for Clarisse. We went home and the men soon arrived.
After a few drinks, Clarisse asked what her surprise was, and Steve pulled out a small bag of E. I had told the men earlier in our friendship that the only drugs we had ever experimented with was pot. I said it was okay, but I preferred beer more, but Clarisse absolutely loved it. She became funny, animated and eventually horny as hell. I didn't mind her using E, because she had a blast, and I always got fantastic sex afterward. Clarisse was a little concerned about the E being in our house. Steve said he got it while visiting a local club and all was safe, no one suspected he had it. Clarisse asked what I thought, and I said lets go for it. Steve quickly dropped some E in our drinks. I didn't take much, and I noticed Steve and Justin didn't either, so Clarisse was consuming most of it. Soon, Clarisse was giggling uncontrollably and having a great time. The atmosphere was definitely warm and friendly in our den.
I got up to get us a beer from the kitchen and noticed that Steve and Justin sat down next to Clarisse on the couch. When I began to enter the door way, I noticed that both men were sitting very close to Clarisse and talking to her in low tones. Clarisse was oblivious to me as I sat the beers down on the coffee table next to them, and sat quietly in a chair near the couch. Steve looked at me, nodded thanks for the beer, winked and then began talking to Clarisse again. Both men began telling Clarisse how pretty and sexy she was, and how lucky I was to have her as my wife. Clarisse giggled and thanked the men. Justin moved his hand up and gently caressed her face and said how lovely her breasts were, and how when making love to his girlfriend, he wished hers were as large as Clarisse's. This made Clarisse blush. Steve reached over and gently massaged Clarisse's shoulders, and also commented on how lovely her breasts were, and how sensual they made Clarisse look.
Steve slowly dragged his hand off her shoulder and let his hand gently stroke her breast. He whispered that he and Justin would love to see her breasts outside of the strip club. Clarisse quickly grabbed his hand to stop the caressing and said no, there was no way she could do that. Justin quickly moved closer and began stroking her breasts gently and also pleaded for Clarisse to show them quickly to them. Again, Clarisse stopped Justin's hand from caressing her and said no, she couldn't. As Clarisse was fending off Justin, Steve quickly began his caresses again and began to gently squeeze her breast. This continued for a couple of minutes, with one man quickly caressing her tits, while she was occupied with the other and trying to stop the other man from stroking her breasts. She never asked for my help, they weren't hurting her, and I was finding all of this exciting as hell. Although, I was scared where this would all go, I was hoping they could talk her into flashing her tits to them.
It soon became apparent that although Clarisse was saying no and resisting their caresses, she was not fighting as hard as she had earlier. When Justin again began caressing Clarisse, Steve grabbed her arms when she began to resist, and held them tightly in place. There was a moment of indecision, as both men looked at each other and then at me. I gave a slight affirmative nod indicating let's see what will happen. Justin began to slowly unbutton Clarisse's blouse, and she turned bright red as she realized they were disrobing her, and she laid her head back on the sofa in resignation as to what was happening, and closed her eyes to hide from the men's' stares. Justin quickly unbuttoned her blouse and gently pulled it off her shoulders and reached up and grabbed Clarisse's arm which was closest to him. Here was my wife, sitting between my two friends who had her arms pinned, with her blouse open and her bra-clad breast exposed.
Immediately, both Steve and Justin used their free hands and gently grabbed Clarisse's bra by its cups and pulled the bra over her breasts, exposing her tits. The embarrassment and excitement, and cool air quickly stimulated Clarisse's nipples, and they became hard and erect. Steve and Justin quickly began to caress and squeeze her breasts and nipples. They cupped her breasts, feeling their heaviness, and tweaked and pulled on her nipples. Clarisse kept her eyes closed and began to breathe heavily. Before long, both men lowered their heads and began to lick and suck on her breasts, twirling the nipples with their tongues and gently biting them. In addition to her heavy breathing, Clarisse began to moan slightly.
As they were tonguing her tits, I noticed the men moved their hands down to Clarisse's lap and then under her skirt. Clarisse kept her eyes closed, and her head laid on the back of the couch, but when she felt their hands on her thighs, she shook her head no and said please don't, and reminded them they had only wanted to see her breasts. The men continued to suck on her tits and ignored her protests as they started to caress her upper thighs. Clarisse said no and protested for a few more minutes, but to no avail, as no one was listening to her complaints.