Rubbing her eyes blearily, Kristin shuffled into her slippers and crept from the bedroom, careful not to wake her husband. Chance would be a fine thing, she thought. Dan slept like the dead and was currently snoring loudly enough to wake the aforementioned deceased.
Padding down the stairs, Kristin cursed herself inwardly for not taking a glass of water to bed. That would teach her to get tiddly and forget all about it. Smiling, she decided it had been worth it. The evening had been a success; lots of friends getting together for a catch up with a few drinks and a takeaway.
Some of the guests had been drunker than others. In fact, there was evidence of this on the couch. Kristin peered over the back of the sofa to check on her friend Shayna. She’d recently been through a messy break up, which explained the excessive drinking. Poor girl. Still, Kristin thought, at least she’s here and not gone off with some bloke to do heaven-knows-what on the rebound.
As she stood at the kitchen sink filling her glass, Kristin thought she heard Shayna stirring. She finished what she was doing and went back into the living room to make sure she was OK.
Shayna was fine; she was just tossing and turning a little in her sleep. Kristin decided to stay for a few minutes to make sure she wasn’t having a nightmare or something. Waking up and forgetting where she was certainly wouldn’t help.
Sitting on the chair opposite the couch, Kristin sipped her water and studied her friend in the darkness. Naturally she couldn’t see much, but she could see that the other girl’s top had ridden up exposing an expanse of pale stomach. Kristin prodded and squeezed her own tummy resentfully, wishing it was as flat and toned as her friend’s. The curse of a long-term relationship, Kristin mused. Getting too comfortable and not exercising enough!
She was just about to head back to bed when Shayna fidgeted again. This time it dislodged the blanket Kristin had put over her when she’d settled her in for the night. She moved to pull it back up the other girl’s body when she noticed something. Shayna’s right hand was inside the waistband of her borrowed pyjamas and was moving in a tell-tale fashion.
Wide-eyed, Kristin watched as Shayna apparently masturbated in her sleep. Suddenly, Shayna started making very sexy, aroused-sounding noises. If at first Kristin hadn’t been sure what her friend was doing, she was now. Kristin felt like a rabbit caught in headlights. She didn’t know whether to just go away and pretend it had never happened, stop her or wake her up.
The need to make a decision was taken from her when Shayna’s eyes flickered open and looked directly at her. She smiled lazily up at her friend, then seemed to become aware of where her hand was. Pulling it out of her pants slowly, she grimaced as Kristin’s eyes shifted down to her hand, then back up to her face again. She’d obviously been hoping that Kristin hadn’t noticed.
‘I’m sorry,’ Shayna said, sitting up, ‘I didn’t know what I was doing. I must have been dreaming or something.’
Kristin sat beside her friend, putting her glass on the coffee table.
‘It’s OK,’ she said quietly, ‘I was just a bit shocked, that’s all. I’ve never seen another woman doing … um, that before.’
‘You haven’t? Wow. You never fooled around in college?’
‘Only with guys. I guess the opportunity never really presented itself.’
‘Hmm.’
‘What?’
‘Did it do anything for you? Seeing me touch myself?’
‘Well, er …’ Kristin paused. She knew the answer to her friend’s question, but was just unwilling to voice it. She’d felt the heat between her thighs building as she looked at the smooth pale skin of her friend’s exposed stomach. She’d half imagined what it would be like to touch it. Kiss it. The feeling of warmth in her groin had flared up considerably when she saw what Shayna had been doing with her hand down her pants. It had made her want to do the same to herself.
‘It did, didn’t it?’ Shayna said gently, putting her hand on Kristin’s arm. ‘Come on, there’s no shame in it.’
‘But … I’m not a lesbian. I’m married. And you’ve just split up with a guy. I don’t understand …’
‘There’s no need to label everything, Kristin. Just go with the flow. I’ve always thought you were hot. Even in your fluffy pyjamas and slippers.’
Kristin looked down at herself and laughed. ‘Really? I know you’re single these days, but you must be more desperate than I thought!’
Shayna fake-punched her friend on the arm in response. Kristin nudged Shayna back, and then what had started out as play-fighting suddenly turned into something much more charged. The two women looked at one another. Then as if they’d heard some unspoken command, they reached for one another.
They pressed against one another awkwardly as they sat side-by-side on the couch, and their lips met. After the initial shock of the fact she was kissing another woman, Kristin relaxed and let herself acknowledge just how good it felt. It was soft, intimate and incredibly arousing. And that was before Shayna’s tongue slipped between her lips and sought out hers.
The kiss became more heated and the pair clung to one another tightly, their arms round one another’s necks. Shayna grasped the back of Kristin’s hair and tugged it, pulling her head back and eliciting an unexpected moan.
‘Shh,’ Shayna hissed, ‘What about Dan? What if he wakes up?’
‘Trust me, he won’t. He could sleep through an earthquake.’
Shayna’s response was to push Kristin so her back was against the back of the couch. She then flung one leg over Kristin’s so she was straddling her. Moving so their groins were touching through their clothes, Shayna bent down to kiss Kristin once more. Their new position made everything seem so much more real somehow; more passionate. Shayna ground her pussy into Kristin’s, and Kristin mused about how different it felt, having someone grind against her without being able to feel an erection pressing into her.
She soon forgot what she was thinking about when Shayna deepened the kiss, swirling her tongue around in Kristin’s mouth, capturing Kristin’s own tongue and alternately battling and caressing it. Hardly knowing what she was doing, Kristin arched her body up to her friend, eager for more.
Shayna responded by cupping her hand around Kristin’s left breast, weighing it in her hand, then squeezing. Her other hand came up to do the same to its twin, leaving Kristin gasping for breath and writhing beneath her. Aroused by her friend’s reaction to her touch, Shayna slipped her hands under Kristin’s pyjama top and repeated her actions against bare skin, then followed up by tweaking her erect nipples.
Shayna’s pussy moistened as she watched the effect she was having on her friend. Kristin had now thrown her head back in ecstasy and her body was straining forward eager to be pleasured.
Shayna got off Kristin, then knelt on the floor between her legs. She reached up to pull down the other girl’s pyjama bottoms. Just as she discarded them and put her hands on her friend’s inner thighs, ready to part them and reveal the treasure within, she saw a movement in the corner of her eye. Dan. He was standing in the darkness at the bottom of the stairs. And who knew how long he’d been there.
By now Kristin had realised something was wrong, and followed Shayna’s horrified gaze to the shadows at the bottom of the stairs. Before either girl had chance to react, Dan moved forward out of the darkness.
‘Nice show, ladies. Don’t let me stop you.’ He stroked a palm over his pyjama-covered erection, and grinned.
‘But … aren’t you mad?’ Kristin asked.
Dan looked at his wife, who’d now curled her knees up to her chest in an effort to cover up, and said, ‘Are you going to leave me for Shayna?’
Kristin looked confused for a second, then shook her head.
‘No. I’m not even a lesbian. We were just …’
‘Fooling around. I know. And as long as that’s all it is, then I’m happy for it to continue. But in future, I want to know about it. Or even better, be involved. Come on, what guy doesn’t want to see his wife get it on with another woman?’
Kristin searched Shayna’s face for answers.
‘I’m happy if everyone else is.’
Kristin and Dan looked at one another, and nodded.
Slowly, shyly, Kristin unfurled her legs once more.
‘Just carry on with what you were doing before you saw me,’ said Dan. By now, he’d slid his hand inside his waistband and was stroking his heavy cock.
Shayna slid her hands up her friend’s thighs once more. This time she’d lost a little of her bravery, and she tentatively parted Kristin’s labia to reveal her glistening core and swollen clit. She poked her tongue out and gave a long, luxurious lick from bottom to top, pressing harder when she got to the sensitive nub nestled inside its hood.
Kristin, still not quite believing what was going on, watched her friend. It felt so strange having someone other than Dan going down on her, it had been so long. And yet, it felt so damn good. Woman’s intuition meant that the other girl instinctively knew when to go harder, softer, faster, slower. Before long, Kristin was moaning loudly and clinging onto the sofa for dear life as her orgasm crashed over her.
Dan was now stroking his cock in earnest as he watched the two girls together. He’d stripped off his clothes and stood naked. Kristin glanced across at her husband in all his glory and was reminded of just how attractive she found him. She wanted to feel him inside her, and soon.
‘Babe, do you want to lick her out?’
Kristin nodded eagerly. She’d come back to herself a little after her climax, and was now desperate to taste the other woman’s arousal.
‘Get on your back. Naked, both of you. Then sit on her face.’
Neither girl questioned him. Seconds later, Kristin sank back onto the sofa, her body covering the length of it. Shayna straddled Kristin’s head and slowly lowered herself onto the other girl’s face. She’d positioned herself so she was facing Kristin’s feet. This meant she had a perfect view down her body and could watch Dan about to fuck his wife.
Squeezing his big frame onto the couch with the two girls, Dan could hardly believe his luck. His wife was just about to lick another woman’s pussy as he fucked her. Perhaps he’d wake up and discover it had all been a dream. But what the hell, he was going to enjoy it while it lasted.
He lifted one of Kristin’s legs to give him better access to her pussy. Glancing up, he could see that his wife had started eating out her best friend. Shayna was clearly very aroused, her pussy juices coated her friend’s lips and chin. Dan’s cock twitched in response. He ached to be inside Kristin’s cunt. But first, he’d get a show to remember.
‘Kristin? Do you want me inside you?’
‘Mmm-hmm.’
‘Then make her come. Make her come and I’ll fuck you.’
Both girls moaned as Kristin’s arms came up and clamped around Shayna’s thighs and pulled her tighter to her face. She started to lick, suck and nibble at the other girl’s folds and clit in earnest. Shayna lost her balance and stumbled forward a little. Her hands came out to steady herself and she grasped handfuls of Kristin’s breasts. Taking the opportunity, she squeezed and pinched at the soft plump flesh, eliciting moans from her friend, which in turn vibrated against her sex and turned her on further.
As though they were stuck in some kind of feedback loop, the more turned on Shayna got, the more she squeezed and pulled at Kristin’s tits. The more she did it, the more furiously Kristin pleasured her pussy. Before long, Shayna felt the telltale tightening and tingling in her abdomen which signalled her oncoming climax. She had to move one hand to the back of the sofa to steady herself as her orgasm hit so hard she was in severe danger of her legs giving way.
The sight of Shayna’s orgasm nuked what was left of Dan’s restraint, and he plunged his cock into Kristin’s pussy without hesitation. She was so wet that he didn’t meet any resistance, either. He entered her to the hilt and grunted with satisfaction. Fuck, she was so tight. After what he’d just seen Dan was so horny he knew he wouldn’t last long.
Reaching up and grabbing Shayna’s hand, he shoved it between his wife’s legs. The other girl immediately got the hint and began to stroke Kristin’s clit as Dan fucked her. The two of them made eye contact, and without saying a word, they both sped up what they were doing. Pistoning his hips, he plunged his cock in and out of Kristin’s hot, grasping cunt as hard and fast as he could.
Between the two of them, they were rocking Kristin’s world. Her moans and squeals grew louder and more frequent, then suddenly stopped. Milliseconds later Dan felt her pussy muscles begin to contract, grabbing and milking his cock for all it was worth. That was it. Pulling out, Dan gave a couple of strokes of his straining erection and his own climax hit. Hot spunk covered his wife’s pussy and Shayna’s exploring hand, not to mention Kristin’s tummy and the sofa. He came so hard he thought it was never going to end.
Minutes later, the three of them regained the use of their limbs and began to disentangle themselves. Slowly, tentatively getting to her feet, Kristin looked down at her spunk and come-covered body and said, ‘Shower?’
Dan laughed. ‘You two go. I’ll watch.’