Laurie loves male strip shows. Not that she would see them very often, but around once each year the opportunity would come up. I didn't mind either, because she was always ready to go when she got home. So I wasn't upset when she arranged a girl's night out to see the dancers when they came to town. She invited three of her best friends, and together they went to the club for a good time.
I stayed home that night and as it became late, I started getting excited about her coming home. She would usually describe her night. Often they would make out with the men (for a fee of course), and occasionally they had a chance to grope them. She loved talking about it.
I showered, shaved, and put on my silky pajama bottoms, commando of course. There was no doubt about it, I was hoping for some action when she got home. I settled into the living room couch and turned on the TV. I must have passed out while I waited.
I was awakened by something warm and moist between my legs. The soft sound of moaning; almost like purring "mmmmmmmmmm." I kept my eyes closed and enjoyed. We called this waking-up-nice. Whenever one of us wanted a little action, we would wake the other by going down on them. That night I was already hard when I awoke. I could feel her mouth kissing my balls and running up and down the shaft. Then she took me into her mouth again.
I opened my eyes to watch and in the dim light I saw a thick blonde mop of hair moving slow up and down over my tummy. Laurie's hair is black.
The moment it struck me, I lurched up into a sitting position. Laurie wasn't sucking me, it was her friend Debi. Debi's eyes never left my hard member as I sat up, she simply pushed my knees apart and went back to her play. It seemed as if she wasn't into me as much as my hard cock, as if it wasn't even attached to me. Like any cock would do.
Opposite us in the arm chair sat my wife. She watched us like a wolf eying its prey. Her denim skirt was hiked up to her waist, and her panties pulled down to her ankles. Her right hand made frantic circles between her legs. I could hear the sound of the wetness on her fingers. Her other arm reached up underneath her shirt where she tugged gently at a nipple with her thumb and forefinger.
I have to admit that I didn't care for Debi very much and I think the feeling was mutual. Those feelings aside, I must also admit that Debi was very good looking. She was hot; with her long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and full lips. She wasn't tall, but her legs were long and thin. Her waist was narrow and flat.
Debi stood up and dropped her mini skirt and panties to the floor. She pulled her sweater over her head and tossed it aside. Lastly she unhooked her bra and let it drop. She had large pink and soft nipples with a thick patch of slightly trimmed blonde hair between her legs. She bent over to massage me with her hands and bite my nipple. It hurt.
Laurie stood to remove her clothes too. She threw them into a pile in the middle of the floor. My wife is taller with dark hair and eyes. Her smallish breasts are almost perfectly round with brown nipples the size of quarters. She trims her hair much shorter; just enough to show that it is black. The lips surrounded by that hair were swollen and wet.
Debi climbed up over me on the sofa and knelt down with a knee on either side of my thighs. She reached down with one hand to push my cock up where she could lower herself onto to it. She paused momentarily with my tip barely touching her swollen pussy. I could feel her wetness pouring slowly over me. She must have been aroused for hours. Then slowly in one single motion she dropped herself onto me and held me deep inside her.
Like any man, I love the feeling of being inside a woman. But there was something different and special about Debi's pussy that night. Maybe it was wetter than I've known. Maybe it was warmer or fit tighter around me. Maybe it was softer or more swollen. Or maybe we both were so completely turned on. Together, though, we let loose a loud, deep, and long groan.
She wiggled a little to take me in deeper. She held still, then raised up and down slowly along then entire length of me. She repeated this a small number of times, and then with me protesting she climbed off.
As Debi stepped aside, Laurie approached me. With Debi watching Laurie kneeled between my legs and took my wet member into her mouth. She bobbed her head a couple of times and moaned. Then she stood again.