Di and Seth just arrived at our place, and V was in the kitchen finishing up with lunch prep. I opened the door and greeted our guests - first embracing Di in a warm hug, and then planting a light kiss on her lips. We both felt the electricity but were interrupted when Seth chimed in.
"What the hell Dax?"
Realizing what I did, I thought fast, and decided to run with it. Laughing, I said, "Sorry man, I didn't mean any disrespect. V and I are trying to be more cultural - in Europe that's how you greet guests." I move toward him with my hand outstretched, and he visibly holds back, shaking my hand at a distance, still unsure.
"V, come on over and greet our guests Euro style."
V saunters in, grabbing the attention of the three of us with her stunning beauty. She walks straight to Seth and wraps her arms around him, pressing her body against his in a warm hug. She then leans up and presses her lips firmly against his, her tongue forcing its way between his lips for a moment.
Before either he or Di could protest, V broke off the kiss, and hugs Di, then does the same to her, pressing her tongue deep into Di's mouth, and exploring for a few moments. Finally she breaks off the kiss and there's an awkward moment of silence.
"Beer, anyone?" I helpfully offer. I'm treated to a chorus of Yes's, and head off to the kitchen. I return with 4 uncapped bottles of my new favorite beer, the double-strength high alcohol one. We all drain our bottles over small talk, and soon sit down to a nice meal, adding another 2 or 3 bottles each while we ate.
Conversation flowed with alcohol as the lubricant, and when we were done, everyone was at least drunk. V and Di were completely glassy-eyed and stumbling, while Seth wasn't far behind. They were all far past making any good decisions.
After we cleaned up, everyone still sipping *their* new favorite beers, V exclaimed:
"Now I think it's time for a swim. Who's up?"
Everyone was, of course. Who doesn't like swimming?
"Oh that reminds me" I say. "I got you ladies something. I hope that's OK, Seth?"
"Yea man that's great." Seth has no problem with my gift, though he doesn't yet know what my gift is.
I go to the bedroom and return with two tiny boxes. I hand one to my wife, and one to Di. "Go ahead. Open them."
The ladies curiously open their gifts. Di pulls out a white bikini, triangle tops with small boyshort bottoms. V pulls out a tiny white g-string bottom. I did not bother buying her a top, since she wouldn't wear it anyway.
"I thought it would be nice if you two matched. What do you think?"
Di practically cooed "Dax that's so thoughtful of you. It's so nice." She hopped up and planted a kiss on my cheek, and then bounded off to the bathroom to change.
A few minutes later she returned, and our conversation immediately died. As she nervously came into view, we were all in awe. The triangle tops were a bit smaller than she was used to, showing some pale untanned skin, but more decent than anything V used to wear. But the suit was incredibly thin and unlined. The outline of her nipples were faintly visible through the top. The bottom was slightly smaller than she was used to, but again, not obscene. I made a subtle spin around motion, and Di slowly spun, giving us all a great view of about half of her ample ass.
Seth was the first to speak. "Y...y...You look amazing."
I changed next, into my bright yellow bikini suit, and then Seth into his flowery board shorts. Finally V changed, and emerged, and we all just stared.
V's deep bronze skin was flawless, and her tits were firm and perky, her nipples achingly hard. But we weren't even looking there.
The matching white suit I had chosen for V was also unbelievably thin and unlined. It was also a size smaller than she normally wears. Now, I've mentioned V's labia before, but I haven't really given them the praise they deserve. Her labia are simply massive. They are long, thick. They hang down very obviously when she is naked, long thick flaps.
In this bikini, she had to carefully fold them inside. The edges of the bikini were tight against her, and her labia made the bikini bulge out dramatically. In fact, her bikini bulge wasn't much smaller than mine. It was glorious.
Without another word, we grab a fresh round of beer and head outside, all jumping in the pool.
We swim and mess around drunkenly for a while, and eventually V hops out to go tan. I watch her tight little ass as she climbs the ladder, and watch as she goes to lay down. When she turns around, I see my plan worked. Her thin white bikini turned utterly transparent when wet. It was a second, invisible skin, and her bikini bulge looked positively huge. Her pussy lips were in full view. I wasn't the only one who noticed. Di breathed in sharply, and Seth made a shocked sound.
I pretend not to notice as I climb out, and take a deep swig of beer, and hand Di hers. She drinks deeply, draining her bottle, takes a deep breath, and then heads toward the ladder. She climbs, and I openly stare as her bikini top has turned sheer, and her fat tits are all mine to enjoy. As she climbs, my gaze drops to the sheer bikini bottom now showing off her tight, tiny cunt.
"Wow. You are beautiful. Seth, your wife is just... beautiful."
Seth, slightly red faced and not sure what to think, the alcohol surely clouding his thinking, climbs out of the pool and stares openly at V's bronze tits, then her massive pussy lips through her sheer bikini bottom.
"Your wife is as hot as any woman I've ever seen." Seth slurs.
There wasn't time for it to get uncomfortable, because Di was clumsily pulling her bikini straps down over her shoulders.
"What are you doing?" Seth asked his wife, alarm in his voice.
Di looks at him disapprovingly. "It's com-completely see through. Everyone has already s-seen them, so I might as well be comforbable and get some sun. Are you going to help or what?"
Seth froze for a moment, before helping his wife peel her bikini top off, her round tits bouncing free, tasting the sun for one of the first times.
I can't find the right words, so I don't use any. I just take another drink and lay down on the chair next to my wife. Di lays down next to me, and Seth next to her. I couldn't have been happier - a stunning topless woman on either side of me.
V continued to drink recklessly. Hell, we all did. Before I knew it, V was climbing on top of me, rubbing herself against my cock as she kissed me softly.
My cock begins to stiffen, which is a problem in the suit I'm wearing. I feel it lift away from my body, and I know if V gets off of me, I'll be exposed.
"Maybe, uh, maybe, uh we should uh, maybe we should go." Di stammers.
"Or you could stay. If you wanted to." V breathes softly, her kisses trailing down my neck as she continued to grind on me.
Seth looks at his wife and shrugs, obviously interested but unsure. "We don't have to go, right?" He asks.
V has kissed her way down my body, and peeled my suit down, and my cock springs free from its tiny Lycra prison, fully hardening instantly. V wraps her expert lips around my cock and takes it fully into her mouth in one swift stroke, and begins to work me like the expert cocksucker she is.
"No baby, we don't have to go." Di whispers to Seth as she stares right at the action.
V removes her mouth from my cock for a moment to say those fateful words. "Good. I want you to stay. I want both of you." My cock was painfully hard as V took it between her lips once more.