A few years ago, when our daughter was still an infant, Tracey and I were introduced to Denise by a friend. I then ran into Denise at a work function a couple weeks later, and got to talking to her again. Since she had been drinking a little(or so she claimed), she was very vocal to me and my partner about her bisexuality. Both our ears perked when she told us this, and I then mentioned Tracey, asking if Denise remembered meeting her. Denise replied, "Sure, I remember your wife. I'd fuck her." Music to my ears...
I had been slowly working on Tracey about a threesome for a couple years at this point, being careful not to be pushy about it. I even followed all the tips you see in the lad mags, you know, make it about her, how hot it would be to see her with another woman, etc. I followed this advice, and it worked. At first she was resistant, couldn't imagine doing that with a woman, and convinced she would go into a jealous rage if she saw me with another woman. Over time, I persisted gently, usually bringing it up in bed, while watching a porno, whenever. At some point she asked why guys were so into that, why we would want two women at once. She thought it would be too much work for one guy to handle. I had to remind her that the idea wasn't just two different holes to plow, the idea was for it to turn into kind of a teamwork thing. All three of us helping each other to reach our climactic goals, so to speak. This of course led into my ultimate fantasy-say it with me guys: two chicks sucking me off together. She really didn't see how that was possible, thinking initially that I literally meant both of them sucking. I explained the idea of lips and tongues working together, and she actually seemed a little intrigued, though she didn't really say much.
Once I found out Denise was bi, I wasted no time letting Tracey know about it. She seemed a little tense right off the bat, like she thought Denise was going to show up in five minutes ready for some hot lovin. I assured her I wouldn't make her do anything she didn't want to do, and even then only when she was ready and comfortable with it. This required her to get to know Denise a little, so we had her over a couple times, just innocent visits. The whole process took some time, as Denise was a total social butterfly, always out looking for a party.
Eventually the plan was made for her to come over to spend the night on a Sunday, when she and I didn't have to work the next day, but Tracey did. Nothing specific was planned, just to hang out and let things develop. Denise brought alcohol, and the two girls started drinking, trying to loosen Tracey up a bit(remember guys, if it works for anal, it will help with a threesome too!). So we put our girl to bed early and both ladies got more comfortable. They came back down to watch the movie wearing short satin nighties, and snuggled up together on the couch with a blanket.
We were watching the movie Snatch on DVD, and I got into the movie to the point that I wasn't paying attention to the girls. At some point I heard movement, and a very soft moan. I looked over to see the girls locked in a passionate kiss, Denise's hand softly caressing Tracey's cheek. I hit pause on the movie, and began watching them. This, unfortunately, broke the kiss, and they demanded playfully that I turn the movie back on, or no more fun stuff. So I relented, the image of that kiss completely blocking anything happening on the screen.
I had only seen Tracey kiss a woman once before, when we first got married. We had been at a friend's birthday party, and were playing truth or dare with a several friends. It came around to my turn, and I dared my wife to kiss one of the other wives playing. They agreed immediately, and leaned in, Tracey taking TJ's face in her hands as they kissed. But we saw through their ploy, seeing that Tracey's thumbs were covering TJ's mouth.
They admitted that they had wanted to play truth or dare as soon as they started planning the party, and knew that with that many guys playing this particular dare would come up. So they devised their little plan to get around it.
Everyone laughed it off, but I then voiced new rules to the dare, since they had not gone along the first time. The original dare had been just a kiss, without any specifications. Had they done it, they could have gotten away with just a peck on the lips. Since they didn't, I now added guidelines: open mouths, tongue, at least 5 seconds long. They argued, but everyone else(girls included) backed me up, since they had tried to cheat on the first one. So they kissed, and it was awesome seeing two chicks kissing right in front of me. They actually got a little into it, staying locked for longer than the required time limit. TJ's husband was so turned on by it, he almost started humping her leg right then.
But back to the original story...
I started watching the movie again, but was also keeping an eye on the couch next to me. I could see hands roaming out of my peripheral, and eventually they started kissing again. This time I left the movie running, but turned my attention to them.
Eyes closed, lips pressed together, just a hint of the tongue action going on inside those hot little mouths. Hands going up and down satin-clad bodies, breaking the kiss to nibble on ears and necks, evoking moans and sighs. I sat still, trying not to disrupt this beautiful scene, but it was all a façade. In my head, I was doing an endzone dance, high fiving my bros, spraying champagne all over the second and third place guys, doing the Arsenio run-past-the-crowd-slapping-five-to-everyone. I had wood within seconds, my only movement to gently stroke my erection through my pajama pants.
Denise was licking and sucking on Tracey's neck and ear, and as if by a signal, they both opened their eyes to look at me. Seeing my hand stroking my cock through my pants gave both of them a smile, and brought out Denise's teeth as she nibbled on Tracey's neck. Tracey yelped and pulled away, then turned back in and hungrily plunged her tongue back into Denise's open mouth. Both bodies began moving, as Denise's hand moved south, finding its way between Tracey's naked thighs. Tracey broke the kiss as fingers found her wet sex, throwing her head back to moan. Denise watched her gorgeous face contort in ecstasy from her soft ministrations, and something else caught my eye.
The front of our living room faces the road across a short front yard, with a huge picture window opening up the wall. I watched as a police car slowly cruised by, slower than normal for our road—it took him a full 20 seconds to get past our window! I didn't think much of it at first, and turned back to watch the girls. Less than a minute later, I saw a car going in the opposite direction, just as slow. It was the same cop car, and he was obviously looking in our direction. The road was a little higher than the front stoop, so he was getting a great show.
I waited until he was out of sight, then shut off the TV and movie, and prodded the girls upstairs. Denise looked like she was still ready to tease, but Tracey was all business as she took her by the hand and led her up to the bedroom. I followed them up the stairs, getting a good look at both asses under their nighties in the process. Just as I turned the corner at the top, I saw headlights passing again. They were going slow, then he apparently noticed the couches were empty, and sped up a bit, driving away. I was just glad I didn't have to tell the girls, as that probably would have ended the nights festivities.
I came into the bedroom to find the girls standing next to the bed, lips locked, bodies pressed together. I stood in the doorway and admired the view. Where Tracey was tall and curvy with a tiny waist(especially considering she was only 6 months postpartum), Denise was the opposite. Short, petite, with a toned runners body and short brown hair. Tracey actually had to bend over a little bit to kiss her.
