We had in fact fucked side by side in the same room we shared later on that evening, watching one another doing so in fact. But it was as close as we’d ever come to doing anything else. Even I had to admit, that night, and the two successive nights afterwards when we did, were amongst the most erotic that Rob and I had ever shared together.
Now I sat there looking down at her as she looked up towards me. That same look, that hungry, wanton expression on her face. I felt the heat in my own face as I sat there, expecting her to sit up, once again laughing it off as just another one of her teasing little adventures.
“Yeah right…you’d do that right here,” I finally said, calling what I thought was her bluff.
“Right here, right now,” she said, leaning forward a bit more. Close enough I could now feel her breath against my skin as I nervously laughed looking up. Both Rob and Bill seemed transfixed, frozen in time, drinks in hand, hard cocks readily apparent as they had both sat up hopefully, expectantly…though neither one of them moved, nor even appeared to be breathing.
“Sure Sue,” I now said, shortening her name, which is something I rarely if ever did either. “If I actually did spread my legs for you, sitting here in this swing, you’d actually do it. Eat me,” I added with more than a bit of lustiness in my tone of voice. I felt her tongue suddenly run across the upper flesh on my thigh, just skimming against the material of my thong which was the only barrier having kept her from actually licking me, just like that time at the beach.
I actually spread my legs, not just a little, but much, much wider, wondering still if she was really serious…if I was. When I saw her smile, and saw her licking her lips, I knew she was. Once again I felt the press of her tongue against the thin material of my thong,
this time pressing there a bit more firmly with the flat of her tongue. I also knew as she did that, she could quite obviously taste the fluid that had been seeping through the material all evening long. If I had any doubts about her being serious in actually doing this now, they’d evaporated. Even my husband’s deep heavy sigh of delight at seeing her actually doing this to me, seemed to coax her into going further.
“Oh fuck that looks hot!” He moaned suddenly standing up, as he did, I watched in abject fascination as he pulled down the zipper on his slacks, freeing his prick. Seconds later, Bill had stood, now doing the same.
“And that…looks pretty fucking hot too!” I said moaning appreciatively, seeing both my husband as well as Bill, standing there beside us as Sophia’s fingers now pried the edge of my thong off to one side. Her next caressing tongue lick ran straight up the wet glistening furrow of my slit, all the way to my clit.
My senses were on overload. Up until now, I’d only privately entertained thoughts of my best friend ever doing this to me. Now…she was. The sensation of her tongue as it gently slid up and down the length of my split, tickling little tongue flitters, followed almost immediately afterwards by the equally gentle sucking of my aroused hard little clit, which soon had me shuddering uncontrollably beneath her.
“Come lay with me,” she then whispered, speaking directly into my cunt, only then looking up, licking her lips as she glanced over towards Bill. “Pull those cushions off the lounge chairs and lay them side by side,” she ordered. It was almost funny seeing both Bill and Rob spring into action, their stiff hard dicks wobbling about up and down, sticking out of their pants as they did so.
As they finished doing that, Sophia stood, drawing me up to my feet still holding onto me. I felt like a child in her hands as she suddenly reached down, grabbing the hem of my tee shirt and then pulling it up and over my head. She even giggled upon finding me wearing a bra, though why I had, when I usually didn’t, I had no answer for, though she never asked the question. She merely cupped my breasts, caressing them softly,
still encased within the soft frilly lace that barely covered them as it was. I felt my nipples stiffen even more than they already were, simple little tingles of pure ecstasy suddenly coursing up and down my spine as she reached around with a single hand, undoing the clasp.
“Never could do that one handed,” I heard Rob saying to Bill.
“Me neither,” Bill responded, breathing heavily. “Wonder if she can?”
Hearing him say that made me realize, I wanted to feel Sophia’s breasts now as well as she stood there caressing mine, my bra having tumbled somewhere below us on the ground.
Nervously, excitedly, I began undoing the buttons on Sophia’s blouse. Moments later it came undone, her own very full, bra-clad breasts suddenly beckoning to me as I cupped them each briefly, and then…just as she had done, likewise reaching around behind her undoing the clasp.
“Guess she can,” Bill quipped, chuckling.
We now stood facing one another, breast to breast, actually allowing them to kiss one another as we did that. Even this was something I had never done before, actually teasing one another with our breasts as we stood there, looking down, watching as our own hard nipples danced, pressed and then kissed one another back and forth, fencing as though in tournament with one another as we both giggled pleasurably while doing so.
“Come, lay down so I can lick you again,” she purred hotly. But now it was my turn to surprise her, to surprise Rob, and even Bill.
“No…now it’s my turn…to lick you,” I said, taking Sue by the hand, leading her over towards the two mattresses now laying on the grass side by side. I now undid the zipper on her shorts, quickly pulling them down, surprised to find as I did so, that she had nothing on underneath them. Seeing the bareness of her beautiful pussy, I quite naturally ran my fingertip up her soft little groove, collecting a bit of moisture along the way.
As I helped her to step out of her shorts, I then stood up again, my finger inside my mouth, sucking her essence off before lowering it, running it up and down her slit again, and then again…licking it off, licking her off my finger.
Even as I stood doing that, Sophia was already fumbling with the clasp and zipper on my skirt. In seconds she’d undone them both. As my skirt fell down around my ankles, her hands were already tugging on my thong yanking it well down below my knees. I stepped out of that too, now totally nude, as she was, each of us again standing pressed against one another.
And then she kissed me.
I know that I had once kissed Thomas during that time we’d spent together, but I honestly couldn’t specifically recall it. And we’d certainly never kissed like this. As I felt the warm moist press of Sophia’s lips upon mine, I kissed back, the tip of her tongue even then pressing into my mouth as I grabbed it with my lips, sucking it like a tiny cock.
How long we actually stood there I didn’t know. I was swimming in a sea of bliss, our nude bodies now pressing fully against one another again, hands everywhere at once exploring, touching, teasing. Somewhere during all this, the boys had retrieved two additional chairs from around the table, now placing them on either side of the cushions still lying beneath us. And in addition to that, they were now likewise nude, sitting, stroking themselves as they looked on.
“I want to taste you now,” I told her, slowly lowering myself, bringing her with me as I did. It was like watching her melt into the cushion beside me. She literally poured herself into place, her outstretched legs bent at the knee as I slid in between them, my hands already reaching up, seeking out the hard extended points on her breasts. I rolled them between my fingers playfully, my tongue likewise rolling between the folds of her sex, her taste intoxicating, exquisite.