Then it got worse. My guy unbuttoned my blouse, slowly, a button here and a button there, and slowly eased it open to expose my bra (tan, with a little lace, nothing special for an evening at home watching TV). What is going on here? Apparently he wants this relative stranger to see my body, particularly my private parts. He's showing him my underwear up top and my lack of underwear on the bottom. This is getting out of hand.
Even more drinks? Sure. This time it was the friend's turn to refill our glasses. He looked down at me pointedly when he took my empty glass and again when he returned it, his gaze boring into my bare thigh and butt. I blushed even though I was a little blurry.
My guy stood up, helped me up, too, kissed me deeply. I was hot and bothered and responded passionately to him. He held my hips and reached around, fondled my ass, moved my short skirt up to uncover my legs and probably my ass, too. He sat me down on the coffee table in the angle between the sofas, knelt by me and kissed me. And kissed me more. I was getting excited and I didn't care that the friend was watching just a couple feet away. Then he took it again up another level: he reached up from my waist and cupped my breast! Right in front of the other guy! This was kinky!
While we were kissing, he pushed me back to lie down on the coffee table. It's all wood, fortunately, not cold metal or glass. Still, the wood of the table was cool on my thighs and my ass. The skirt was so short it didn't protect me much from the cool surface. He held my arms up over my head, kissed me deeply, passionately, our tongues battling. He took my hands and wrapped my fingers around the legs of the coffee table by my head. His strong hands formed my little hands around the legs of the table. "Hold these," he said. He bent over from his side of the table, kissed me again and again, and cupped my breasts. My arms being up like that pushed my breasts straight out from my chest.
No mistaking it now, his friend was still watching. Staring. I looked over and saw him studying me intently, his mouth open, almost drooling. He caught my eyes for a second and I understood that he was intensely excited by us, by me, by seeing my body and my sex so openly, by seeing a man kiss me like that, put his tongue in my mouth, and maul my jutting breasts.
Then he slid off the sofa and knelt on the other side of the table. I felt a second hand on my other breast. Oh. The friend was feeling me now, too. A stranger, a guy I don't even know, really, was feeling me up, had his hand on my breast, kneading it and feeling my erect nipple. And my guy wasn't objecting. He was letting this stranger feel up his girlfriend. I didn't object, either. I was lying there being caressed by four hands and basking in it.
My guy unbuttoned my blouse the rest of the way and pulled it open. Now they could both see my bra and they both reached in to feel my breasts in just the bra. And then a few seconds later under the bra, into the cups, onto my naked breasts. This is going too far. Was this going too far? My guy, sure, but this stranger had his hand on my breast, under my clothes, and he kissed it, kissed my nipple, flicked it with his tongue. I'm so embarrassed at this stranger feeling me, but it's so erotic. They played with my nipples as they kissed me alternately, and, despite my embarrassment, I was loving being touched this way.
My guy reached down to my knee and pulled my right leg off the table. Now my knee was right off the side of the table, my foot on the floor. Another hand pulled my left leg off the table, too, put my foot down on the floor. Ohmigod, I'm spread out, my knees like two feet apart, lying practically spread eagled in front of two men, with only a short skirt to cover my privates. No panties, which I foolishly took off as a joke earlier. But my man was kissing me with all the passion he could muster and I was responding with all my passion. And he was fondling my breast, pinching my nipple, little electric shocks going straight from my nipple to my pussy, and I'm very turned on. And another man was fondling my breast, too, kissing it, licking and nipping my nipple lightly with his teeth, and that sent more electric shocks to my sex. I could feel that I was wet, and hot. I'm sure my lips were pouting out to open my passage for entry.
My guy moved his hand up from my knee, massaging my thigh. I saw him nod to his friend, like giving him permission to feel me further. And the stranger did the same. Both men with their hands on my thighs now! I'm spread wide open, and all I have is a short kilt skirt for protection. My legs were wide apart. This must have looked like an orgy about to happen.
My guy's hand continued up my thigh, up under my skirt. I felt it high, high up my leg, almost to my pussy. I was getting so turned on. I wanted someone to touch me, and soon. I closed my eyes as he kissed me, and I moaned my pleasure into his kiss. Then the other hand went up under my skirt, too, pulling the hem up with it. God, I'm almost completely uncovered.
A hand reached my fur, tickled the hair on my nether lips, stroked through my pubic hair between the lips, opened the wet and hot slit. I wanted to feel it now, I pushed my mound up to meet the hand. The finger pressed harder, split my labia open, and I could feel the cool air on my wet inner lips. He touched my clit. Oh! I jerked up to press my clit onto the finger, my hips reached up to get more of that finger. He stroked up and down my wet slit, into the inner lips, over my opening. And then the finger pushed into my hole! My hips flew up to meet it, to push the finger deeper inside me! He pushed into me, a little, then more, then deep, right up to the knuckles, I felt the rest of his fist pressing against my pussy. How delicious. He twirled around, pulled back, then sawed in again and again.
Then he put a second finger in me alongside the first. Oh, that's much thicker, I can feel that much better, more like a hard cock in me. The fingers flexed and moved around to search for my G spot, oh, that's it, there, right there, rub it gently. But wait! The two fingers moved differently, one in and one out at the same time. My god, the friend has his finger in me, too! They're both inside me! I was being finger fucked by two men at the same time! My guy was fingering my cunt, and a friend of his whom I barely know was fucking me, too. Sliding in and out of my hole, rubbing hard, penetrating deep! Oh, god, what a sensation! One of them had a thumb on my clit and was rubbing it all over so I didn't care about the two men.
It was even more erotic, that two guys were fucking me while I was nearly fully dressed, lying on the coffee table in my living room. I still had my clothes on, but this was so hot, I'm climbing toward an orgasm, it's so kinky. My guy letting - no, encouraging - another guy feeling me all over and fucking me with his hands. I was so turned on I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to stop it. I couldn't concentrate on anything but the delicious waves of pleasure between my legs. My loins were pumping up constantly to get more of those fingers. My nerves were red hot, screaming for release. I was crying from embarrassment and writhing in pleasure at the same time. Why did he want his friend to kiss me, feel me, see my sex, get inside my body? At this point, I didn't care. I was crazy with desire. I'm sure he was, too. Both of them! All of us! Hot and wet and sweating!
Then I went over, I tensed my pussy muscles, and the orgasm waves broke over me, again, again, again, again, gasp, gasp, pant, hard to breathe, damp, sweaty. Oh that was wonderful. I can't believe I did that. I can't believe he started it and I went along with it.
But we're not done yet. My guy slid my hips down to the end of the coffee table and knelt between my legs, which were still wide apart over the sides of the table. My skirt stayed with the table when he moved me, so now my sex and belly were completely uncovered. From the waist down, I was naked, my sex open to their view, and their touch, and their penetration.
