A Weekend With Friends - Part 1

Just more than five years ago my father, who was his Math professor, introduced me to Dan. I was a shy, studious, seventeen-year-old Junior at a Catholic High School, not interested in boys, I did not show off my 5'-9' 36C X 24 X 34 body. Dan was in his third year at a prestigious midwestern university courtesy of a football scholarship. With his 6'2' 200 lb. athletic build, he was a great player and an excellent student.

Dan says my angelic face surrounded by golden blond hair caught his fancy. Six months later we were deeply in love. I eagerly gave him my virginity. We explored our sexuality, learning to bring each other total pleasure. We married four years ago, the summer I graduated from High School and he got his Math Degree. Our marriage is wonderful. I love him so much. He has a great position here in Los Angeles, and I'm working on my Degree in education. It's Friday evening, and for the first time in weeks, we are planning a quiet weekend at home. We snuggle together. The eight o'clock movie is about to begin when the doorbell rings. Grumbling, Dan opens the door. There is his best friend, with a beautiful girl and a huge ice chest.

Bob introduces Darlene as his wife. They'd met several months ago, and married Wednesday in Las Vegas. Why didn't you tell us when you called? Just called to make sure you'd be home. Wanted to tell you in person. We brought our wedding reception, they laughed, as they removed two giant bottles of champagne and all sorts of hors-d'oeuvre. Dan mixed Rum & Cokes. Within two hours we felt we had known Darlene for years, she is that outgoing, friendly, and fun to be with. It's easy to see why Bob fell for her. She's about 5'-6" 38D X 26 X 36, a stunningly beautiful redhead. Bob is handsome, muscular, 6' 180 lbs., a real hunk.

By midnight the second magnum of champagne is nearly empty, and so is the bottle of rum. All four of us are relaxed, happy, and more than just a little drunk. They are sitting on the couch, Dan and me on the love seat. Dan's left arm is behind my neck, and that hand is caressing my breasts. His right-hand works it's way under the elastic waist of my pants. I slide my hand into his pants and squeeze his hard cock. We kiss fervently, yet I keep an eye on our guests. Her back is to us, her legs across his lap, his hand is under her skirt. They're kissing deeply. He slowly removes her panties and holds them up like a trophy. She seems to have forgotten us. He unbuttons her blouse and pushes her bra up, massaging her breast. His eyes meet ours, he winks, and moves his hand exposing most of a tit. Dan is slowly working my T-shirt up, he's trying, again, to show Bob my tits, I pull it down.

Several times Dan has tried to get me to let Bob see my tits and pussy. It started the night a few years ago when Bob brought Sharon over and exposed her tits. Several times he bared Jill's tits, and one night, he managed to reveal Jan's tits and pussy. When they went to the guest room, we enjoyed listening to them have sex, and we had really great sex ourselves, knowing they were fucking just feet away in the next room. Dan and Bob want to have sex in the same room. He says he wants Bob to see how lucky he is to have such a beautiful wife and he wants to undress me and screw me in front of him. I just could not do that.

We kiss passionately. I spread my legs giving full access to my pussy, under my pants. He slips a finger into me and presses my G-spot while massaging my clit with his thumb. He's almost exposed my tits again. To stop him from pulling my shirt up I slide to the floor and kneel between his legs. I fondle his cock, watching Bob's hand slowly moving under her skirt. She moans, I know he's found her clit. This is making me very horny. I pull his pants down a little and kiss his cock. He whispers, 'They'll see.' I glance at them. Darlene's arm is around his neck holding his mouth to hers. Her other hand is between them, probably holding his cock. His hand, under her skirt, is in her pussy. Her blouse is unbuttoned as is his shirt, her tits press against his chest. 'They won't,' I whisper, 'They're too busy.'

I kiss and lick, then suck his throbbing member while we watch them fondle each other. Suddenly, Darlene turns toward us, inadvertently briefly showing us her tits, and getting a glance of my husband's hard-on. She seems surprised, then smiles in what we take to be approval.

Dan joins me on the carpeted floor. We kiss lustfully. He finger fucks me and kisses closer and closer to my snatch until I let him push my pants down and lick my pussy. I hold my pants to the top of his head covering myself as best I can. A nervous glance toward them tells me they're too busy to care what we do. Too aroused to care that they might see I let go of my pants and move into a sixty-nine and pull his pants down so I can suck his cock. At first, I keep his butt covered as best I can. I tell myself. They can't really see anything. I tell myself they are not looking, I tell myself it's all right, they're married. Losing myself in pleasure, I push his pants down so he can straddle my head, and spread my legs wide so he can lick deeper. But, I cannot completely forget them. I push him off, whispering, let's go to the bedroom.

Starting to get up, I glance at them. What a surprise. They are STARK NAKED! Sitting there fondling each other watching us intently, they make no move to cover themselves. I lay there staring, amazed, immobile. They're not entirely nude; her skirt's like a belt, her bra's a necklace, her blouse hangs from an arm. His pants and undershorts are around his ankles, his shirt's on his shoulders.

Darlene is gorgeous, her large breasts stand out firm, their areola a light pink, the nipples a half inch in diameter and standing out a half inch. Her vagina is surrounded by silky, copper-colored curls. Bob's cock stands straight out above huge balls. It is the second hard cock I've ever seen, and it's fascinating. It looks gigantic. Darlene's hand covers less than half of it. I glance at Dan, he's staring at them seemingly unaware his exposed hard-on is pointing straight at them.

Suddenly, I realize my pants are down at my feet. They're looking straight into my pussy! I am nearly as naked as they are! In a panic, I grab for my pants and start trying to pull them on, but they come up only one leg, so I have to take them off again. I try again, this time both feet go into one pant leg, so I take them off again. I hear them laughing. I start laughing. I stop trying. Why cover up? It's too late. Bob has been trying to get a peek at my pussy for years, so, let him have a good look. Dan's looking from them to me, seemingly waiting for me to make the next move. I consider making a run for the bedroom. Then, I think, Why? Dan wants me to let Bob watch us fuck, so why not. Bob's looking at my pussy, he may as well see my tits. Before I can chicken out, I quickly pull off my shirt and fling it and my pants across the room. I stand and playfully remove Dan's shirt and then his pants. Yes, I am going to fuck him, right here and I hope they watch every move. The Four of us gaze at each other. Being nude, seeing them nude, is incredibly erotic. I embrace my husband and kiss him wantonly. Pulling Dan to the floor I display our assets, and soon, Dan also is playing to the audience. We place ourselves in various poses, like those in the porn videos, trying to look natural. Then, I lay on my back my feet near theirs, I spread my legs giving them full view of my nearly bald blond pussy, then I slowly lift my knees until they touch my shoulders. They stare straight into my wide-open hole. Dan crawls on me and spreads his legs wide so they can see my pussy and his shaft as he slowly pushes all eight inches all the way in, then slowly pulls out. In, then out. Can they see? Yes. Good. Are they watching? Yes. Good. Being nude, having sex, performing for an appreciative audience is an incredible turn-on. We fuck until we reach an earth-shattering climax. Dan rolls off and holds me tight. We look up.

They're fucking on the couch, now performing for us. Darlene is on her back, her legs pointed at the ceiling. Bob is on top of her, his butt moving up and down and side to side. Unfortunately, we do not have as good a view as we had given them, but it doesn't matter. I never knew how erotic watching would be. Much more so than the best video. They moved slowly at first then faster until Darlene screams while she climaxes. Every muscle in his body goes rigid. His butt quivers, as he shoots his cum into her. They lay still. They grin at us. We laugh with them. We know everything is all right. We had ALL enjoyed it. We sat nude, drinking, eating snacks, enjoying a newfound closeness. Then, we went to our king-size bed where we watched them, and they watched us, fuck and suck until falling asleep. I was particularly interested in Darlene's expertise at deep throat, she took Bob's long cock completely down her throat and held it a long time while swallowing over and over. I will never forget sucking Dan's cock while watching, not a foot from my eyes, Bob's cock sliding slowly in and out of Darlene's clinging vagina.

I awake at 9:45. Dan, Bob, and Darlene sound asleep beside me. I wander into the bathroom, then the kitchen, to put on the coffee, thinking about last night. Was I comfortable with another man seeing me nude? Though we were deeply in love, it was many months before my modesty had allowed me to let Dan see me naked. My doctors are the only other humans who had ever seen my privates. Yet, last night, I had exhibited my most private and personal parts for Bob's examination. He had obviously enjoyed examining me, and I enjoyed his enjoyment. Why did I do it? Wasn't sex very private? Was Dan comfortable with what had happened? What would Darlene think of us? Would she regret it? I assume Bob's glad it finally happened.

How do I feel about Bob? I've masturbated thinking about doing it with him. I told myself that I just wanted to think about it, not do it, and anyway I know that Dan would never allow it. Last night I had looked at him, and, despite myself, I wondered how his tongue would feel in my mouth, how his body, his beautiful big cock, would feel in my hand and in my mouth. How would his hands and mouth feel on my tits and pussy? My pussy began to tingle at the thought of him fucking me, that beautiful cock filling me. Did I really want to have sex with him? What about Dan? How could I ask him? I know he'd say no. And what about Darlene? How do I feel about the way Dan looked at Darlene? Does he think she is better looking than me? Does Dan think her bigger tits are more beautiful than mine? He says he doesn't want other women but don't all men? Could I let him have her? Oh well, it's over, it was fun, I really enjoyed it, but now it's over. I'd better put something on, can't be nude when they wake up.

Too late, Darlene comes into the kitchen. She is nude. "Morning," she chirps. Soon we are chattering like old friends. Obviously, Darlene is comfortable with last night, and being naked, so I guess I am. Dan comes into the Kitchen wearing only shorts. I can tell from the look on his face that any doubts he may have had about what happened last night evaporated upon seeing us, standing there nude. I fix a large breakfast., we lounged around, visiting, reading the paper, watching TV. The discussion turns to what happened last night. We agreed we had all really enjoyed both watching and being watched.

Dan takes me in his arms. We put on a long show for them, doing every sex act we know. They move around, watching every detail close up. Then they put on a show for use. We move in for really close views, being careful not to touch them.

End of part one. In Part Two we go much further.