HAVING ONLY RECENTLY moved into the neigh borhood, you don’t know many people yet. But you’re very eager to meet and make new friends. Your husband, David, has urged you to invite your downstairs neighbors up for a drink, and he wants you to be as nice as possible to them. You’ve promised to try to overcome your painful shyness and come out of your shell.
Supper is finished and Stan and Merle will be arriving any minute now. Just as you’re looking over the living room one last time to make sure everything is in place, the doorbell rings. As you go to answer it, David puts some soft music on the stereo.
As your guests enter and admire your home, you can’t help but notice how good looking they both are. Stan is about two inches taller than David, and even though he’s wearing a long sleeved sports shirt, you can see how muscular his arms are.
Oh goodness, you’re doing it again. Every time you meet a new man, you appraise him physically. You suppose it’s because you really don’t think David is all that handsome—even though you love him very much. But tonight you see that you’re not the only one who’s doing the looking. David has been openly staring at Merle’s very large breasts which are barely contained under the skintight sweater she’s wearing.
“How about a drink?” David suggests, and everyone agrees.
While he goes to get some ice, you can’t help getting the feeling that these new friends are different from anyone else you’ve met so far. Each time you steal a glance at Stan, you’re surprised to find that he’s looking you over as well. You’re flattered because although you’re pretty, Merle is quite a knockout, and you wouldn’t expect her husband to desire any other girl.
Soon you’ve settled into the comfortable living room. One round of drinks follows another until you’re all beginning to loosen up. It’s then that Merle suggests a game.
“Why don’t we play strip poker?” she giggles.
You all laugh but she persists.
“Oh, please let’s play.”
You’re a bit taken aback when David says, “Sure, why not?”
He gives you a meaningful look, since he knows this is something you would not want to do. But you’ve promised to try... And if he’s willing to go along—well, so are you.
“Okay,” you find yourself saying. And then you really can’t back out—even if you wanted to.
David finds a deck of cards, and you arrange yourselves on the floor. The first hand is dealt and before long everyone has taken off a few bits of clothing. Shoes are dis carded first, then belts. The men take off their shirts next and the girls their slacks. You are upset to realize how much the game is turning you on, and when you see Stan losing the next hand, you feel your breath catch, you’re that eager to see what he looks like underneath his pants. He takes them off and his legs equal his arms in form. They are muscular but not overly so. He’s really a fantastic-looking man. Merle giggles at Stan sitting there in his jockey shorts.
Soon you’re all down to bras and panties and jockey shorts, and the next one to lose a hand will have to do quite a bit of revealing. It’s David, and suddenly he’s completely naked. You quickly look over to Merle who is not a bit shy about inspecting his crotch. She shows her approval by smiling broadly. (You silently wonder to yourself how this all got started!)
Stan loses a hand then and has to remove his shorts. You’re disappointed at the size of his penis which seems so small. You had imagined him to be huge. You blush, embarrassed by your thoughts and you want to run out of the room. As if he senses this, David takes your hand and gives you a pleading look, and without speaking a word, you know he wants you to go on.
Merle loses next, and she takes particular relish in removing her bra. God! Her breasts almost jump out as she unhooks the back of her bra and they just stand there large and beautiful. Their only flaw is a round scar an inch above the nipple of the right breast which makes you think of a cigarette burn.
You’re awfully envious, but you feel a strange desire to let everyone see how lovely your own breasts are—even though they are much smaller than Merle’s. And so, when your turn comes, you slowly remove your bra to reveal your own firm breasts.
All at once, Stan puts his hand on Merle’s breasts. You’re unable to move and neither can David.
“Aren’t they beautiful?” Stan asks.
“Well, yes, they certainly are,” you both mutter, fascinated.
“How would you like to feel them?” he asks David, who gives you a quick look but then doesn’t even reply. His hand shoots out and lightly touches her breasts.
“You can do better than that,” Stan says.
David follows his lead. Soon he’s nib bling away at her luscious chest, making her squirm with delight. But you don’t have much time to watch for Stan is beside you and he’s playing with your breasts. He seems to love them and he is touching and pulling your nipples, which take very little time to respond. You lose whatever reluctance you might have had and just lie on the floor enjoying it. You look out of the corner of your eye and see David moving his hands all over Merle’s body. Instead of being jealous, you find yourself excited at the sight and you’re urging Stan to do the same. Before long, Stan is all over your body with his hands, his tongue, his penis.
He’s above you and now his penis has grown enormously. Its flaccid size was deceptive. Erect it’s almost the same six inches as David’s. You are so wet, he slips in without a problem. Stan moves slowly at first, until you adjust to his rhythm. Then you find yourself pulling him closer to you and whispering for him to move faster.
David is doing the same to Merle, who’s enjoying it as much as you. You feel an un controllable urge to share your delight with her, too, and you lean over and kiss her on the mouth. She returns your kiss and the two of you continue kissing while you’re being made love to by your husbands. You reach out and touch her breasts and she reciprocates. Soon the four of you are wrapped up in each other’s pleasure. The men stop for a moment to sit back and watch you.
Your fondling of one another has obviously excited the men. David now turns you around and begins to screw you doggy fashion. Merle massages your clitoris, just as if drawn to it by a magnet. Stan is in front of you with his penis staring you in the face. He pushes it into your mouth and be gins to move it in and out just as he had done to your vagina. David is staring, and his excitement grows and grows until he’s pounding away at you like a jackhammer. You know he’s about to come; he can’t contain himself. He squirts his hot liquid into you. It seems like quarts. You can’t remember him ever coming this much. He sinks to the floor, out of the action but watching the rest of you.
Stan keeps his penis in your mouth and now has your head in his hands so that even if you want to move away, you can’t. His eyes are closed while he endlessly pounds himself into you. Then he too comes. His semen pours into your mouth until you can’t swallow any more. When the last milky drop has spurted into you, he lies down too.
Merle silently moves over to you, pushing you down onto your back and moves her head to your dripping bush. The cum from David is still in you, but she doesn’t flinch. She goes at it as if it were a butter scotch sundae. She licks around your vagina and clitoris and sucks away at you, lapping up every drop of cum. All the time she’s playing with her own clitoris, getting herself as excited as you are. You reach down and guide your friend’s head so that her tongue will flick over those spots which give you the most pleasure.
Soon you feel your body tense and you want to put off coming as long as you can, but you know you can’t hold back any longer. Merle is right with you, bringing herself to the same level with her hand. You feel yourself losing control. You are aware of every part of your body—all your muscles working towards this climax. You hold her head to you until she flicks your clitoris one last time, and you gasp as an orgasm like none you’ve ever had rushes over you. Yours has set hers off and she sighs with pleasure. Your body shakes and goes into spasms, and she keeps licking at you until you feel the relaxation coming on like a diver drifting to the surface of the water after the thrill of a perfect dive.
The four of you exchange looks before sinking into the arms of your mates. You’re happy about the new friends you’ve made.