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Whore d’oeuvres
My wife Larisa went to college up in Canada but is an U.S. citizen, so often times we’ll go on vacation to visit her Canadian friends. Since we live in the U.S. each time we go up to Canada it turns into a thing, where we have to see as many people for as long as possible because we don’t know when we’ll be back again, even though we usually go up once or twice a year. Often times this leads my wife to do things she normally wouldn’t do because she gets caught up in the moment and doesn’t want to miss out on any time or experiences with the friends she rarely sees in person. This is one such experience.
Larisa’s friend Niles is an interesting guy. He parties a lot, and while my wife and a lot of her friends think Niles is gay nobody has ever seen him with a guy before. Personally I think he’s probably bi based on the interactions I have seen him have with women over the years, but this story isn’t necessarily about Niles. Just trying to set the scene, because Niles lives a very big life, with many people constantly coming and going to his condo. He is constantly traveling and meeting new people, and because his network has grown extensively whenever we hang out with Niles we always end up having a crazy party, meeting all sorts of new people. Some might describe his lifestyle as bohemian, but without the focus on art.
Whenever we go to visit we don’t stay with Niles, but if he’s in town, we always try to squeeze in a visit. We came up during a holiday weekend, so we planned to hang out with Niles on Saturday night. Knowing that we wouldn’t need to drive home the next day made it a safe bet that we would have a wilder time. Because my wife tries to squeeze everyone in on these visits, she had also decided that we’d hang out with her friend Linda beforehand, and then take her with us to hang out at Niles’s place. Larisa and Linda have a close relationship that comes from being roommates in college. They openly talk about each other’s breasts and nipples, times they’ve seen each other’s bare asses, and the wild shenanigans they had in college. Needless to say, there’s a lot of sexual familiarity in the way they talk and reminisce. I’ve asked my wife in the past if they ever fooled around in college, and her responses have always been vague and non-committal. But my wife to this day, still has naked pictures from college of Linda on our shared computer. Every now and again I look at those pictures because Linda is hot in that girl next door sort of way. Linda is 5’10, thinnish, with long legs, a nice thick round ass, a beautiful smile, and a set of wonderful C-cup tits with one pierced nipple. She also wears these sexy librarian glasses. And as a man who stands 6’4″, I am very appreciative of a sexy taller woman.
We pick up Linda at her apartment and go get some lunch. The conversation turns into an update on how mutual friends and acquiantances are doing. “Have you heard such-in-such about Michael?” “Oh that’s crazy, but I heard so-in-so divorced her husband and became a nun.” Naturally it starts getting more and more personal as these two women adopt their much practiced conversational intimacy. I am mostly watching the soccer match that is on the television because I don’t know any of the people they are talking about and the conversation is basically the two of them catching up and doesn’t necessarily require my participation at all. However my attention sharply comes back into focus when I hear my wife say: “yeah I hate it when they have small cocks, luckily his is pretty nice,” as she pats me on the shoulder. My surprise is somewhat evident as the girls both giggle. My wife isn’t wrong, I have a 6″ cock with a fair amount of girth, but it is still a bit jarring to hear her openly talk about my cock with her girlfriend.
“Well if it’s so nice, I’d love to see it in action some time,” Linda teases my wife. “Maybe you will,” my wife slyly replies.
But like the little cock teases they are, their conversation moves on again and I am again lost in the thick of the meaningless meanderings of longtime canlı bahis friends talking about everybody they’ve known in the past. We finish eating our lunch and I pay for all three of us. Not out of any chivalrous sense, but because it is easier than splitting the bill. Linda is effusive with her thanks, giving Larisa a kiss on the cheek and giving me a big hug where I swear she was just rubbing her tits on my chest. As we walk out to the car Linda spills her bag and bends over to start picking things up. Her pants are pretty loose and low-riding so most of her ass is just out as she picks up her stuff. My wife catches me looking, playfully punches my shoulder with mock anger, and then goes over to Linda and runs her finger up her exposed asscrack. “The city really should do something about all these cracks in the sidewalk,” she says as she keeps walking past Linda. Linda, still bent over, turns and catches me still staring and smiles while raising her eyebrows.
We get back to the car and drive off. We stop to get some wine before we go to Niles’s condo, as there is this one particular wine my wife loves but can’t find in the U.S. We get to Niles’s place a little before 3:00pm because we’d had a late lunch and had to stop for the wine. I figured because it was mid afternoon Niles would likely be alone, or just hanging out with his sister, who was also friends with Larisa. But when we got there it was like the party had already been going for a few hours. We found Niles, among the two or three dozen people crammed into his condo and he greeted us with his customary “who invited these bitches?” As Niles and my wife started laughing, she introduces Niles to her friend Linda. As it turns out, since all three of them went to the same college, Linda and Niles know each other through other mutual friends and even took a few courses together. As the three of them start catching up, I am again left out of the conversation but I don’t mind so I wander to the kitchen to find glasses and a beer.
We’re there enjoying ourselves for a few hours and we notice a lot of people are starting to leave, and Niles explains there is this big dinner party in another part of the city. Apparently many of his guests are going to that and instead of being upset that his guest list is being siphoned off, he makes a point about thanking the few people that are staying. Niles tells us he wasn’t invited because it is one of “those” parties, which doesn’t mean anything to Linda, Larisa, or I because we’re not normally in this scene. Niles decides he’s going to treat the remaining people whose “loyalty” isn’t under question to dinner, so him and his sister run off to the grocery store to pick up ingredients for “a feast that will put that shitty little dinner party to shame.” This leaves Linda, Larisa, and myself with six other people sitting around in the living room. It’s enough people where both groups feel comfortable talking amongst themselves instead of feeling obligated to engage the other group. The other six people are obviously very familiar with each other because they are touching each other a lot. Not necessarily sexually, just a lot of physical contact. A hand on an arm, a hand rubbing a back, the occasional whispering directly into someone’s ear. Likewise Linda, Larisa, and I are sitting on a sofa having our own personal conversation. I am sitting in between the two women, and as I sit back into the sofa, extending both of my arms onto the top of the sofa, they are talking to each other through the space I am occupying.
I am a person who likes to people watch, so I am paying more attention to the other group than to the two women I came with. I am enjoying watching the tiny little interactions, the small shows of intimacy. I start concocting little back stories in my head. Girl #1and Girl #2 are talking about how they both dated Guy #1 and that they’re happy for Girl #3 who is currently dating him. Guy #2 has known Girl #3 forever, so Guy #1 isn’t offended when Guy #2 pats her on the shoulder. Girl #2 wants to date Guy bahis siteleri #3, and wants to know from Guy #1 and Girl #3 if they know how he feels about her. I’ve made all of these stories up because I don’t know these people, but I can’t stop watching them for some reason. A girl and a guy break off from the group and head out to the patio, which is still visible from where we’re sitting. My eyes follow them out and I watch as they start passionately kissing. Then she pulls her tank top down, revealing her breasts and he starts sucking on her nipples. I’m not the only one seeing this, as I notice the remaining four from the other group have stopped talking and are now watching as well.
Out on the patio, out comes the guy’s cock and the girl starts sucking on it. The four inside now pair off. Two start making out on a big chair by the patio doors, and the other couple move out of sight into the kitchen. I am watching the woman on the patio going down on her partner when I feel a hand gripping my cock. I keep my eyes glued to the pair on the patio, but move my left arm down from the top of the sofa to my wife’s shoulder to cuddle her in closer. Patio Girl is really going to town on her partner’s cock and I realize that the couple previously making out on the chair are now both topless. The hand on my cock is slowly jerking me through my jeans. My wife reaches up and cups my face with her hands to direct me to look at her and to kiss her deeply. I start doing the math in my head, my wife’s two hands on my face, leaves an extra hand on my cock. That extra hand is unzipping my pants now and fishing around for my cock. My wife releases me from our kiss, looks down to the hand that is now jerking me out of my boxer briefs, and whispers: “Linda wants your cock babe.”
I’m afraid that if I look down it will mean the hand belonging to Linda that is now vigorously jerking my cock will disappear so I divert my attention back to the couple on the patio, who are full blown fucking at this point. My wife tugs at my pants, so I lift my ass off the couch and my pants are pulled down to my ankles and off for me. The Chair Girl is sucking her partner’s cock and turns to look at us on the couch and smiles. I make eye contact with her and she play growls before deepthroating her partner’s cock again. I feel Larisa fidgeting a little and when I look over to her, her shirt is already off and she’s unclasping her bra. I am still not looking to my right, still afraid that acknowledging Linda will somehow cause all of this to stop. Then I feel her lips on my cock and I can’t help but look. She is a great cock sucker. She flicks her tongue on my cock while it is in her mouth. She’s cupping and fondling my balls. All around, A+ pornstar work. Larisa stands up in front of me and takes her pants and panties off so now she’s completely naked.
“I would like to suck my husband’s cock now, please,” she says a little timidly to Linda.
Linda comes up off my cock, and Larisa gets down on her knees in front of me and starts sucking it herself. My wife was apparently watching the chair couple because she starts trying to deepthroat my cock, which she never does. Linda starts taking her clothes off too, no panties, which is why her ass was so present earlier. I notice that the chair couple is now fucking with the girl sitting and bouncing in the guy’s lap. The patio couple is performing a very rough and intense version of doggystyle, and all I can hear from the kitchen is two people moaning. Larisa looks up at me as her friend joins her back on their knees in front of my cock and asks me who I want to suck my cock. I am afraid to answer because this very much feels like a trap. I finally say something to the effect of: “Linda because we don’t see her that often.” Without waiting to hear my wife’s response, Linda starts slamming my cock into the back of her throat. Larisa stands up, takes my shirt off of me, and sits next to me on the sofa. As her friend is throat fucking me Larisa starts rubbing her clit and fingering herself. A scream bahis şirketleri of ecstasy and the crashing sound of pans comes from the kitchen and I feel Linda slightly bite down on my cock in surprise. We make eye contact and she mouths sorry, with my cock still in her mouth. But then out of nowhere Linda stops sucking me, gets up, and walks over to her bag. She pulls some lube out of her bag and seductively wriggling her hips, comes back to her previous position between my legs.
“Do I still have a nice ass Larisa?” Linda asks seductively to my wife who is still rubbing herself on the couch next to me. “Of course you do,” my wife says back with lust in her eyes. “Well how about I fuck your husband with this nice ass,” Linda says back in a pretty authoritative way. I start looking back and forth between them because there is a dynamic being played out here that I don’t understand.
Linda pours lube on my cock and Larisa reaches over and starts jerking my cock. Linda then pours some lube onto her fingers, and with her ass in my face, bends over and starts fingering her butthole. Larisa has never let me do anal, and I had only done it a handful of times with a previous girlfriend, but it is pretty clear what is about to happen next. And yet it totally went an unexpected route. Linda, facing away from me, slowly moved her ass downward onto my cock as expected. It took a couple of minutes to get my cock fully into her ass, but then she started bouncing on my cock like a wild woman. Then my wife got down on her knees in front of Linda and started licking and fingering Linda’s pussy as I was fucking Linda’s ass. At this point I lost track of the time, what the other couples were doing, or pretty much anything else outside of the five foot radius of our little threesome. I was deep into Linda’s ass as my wife was attending to her pussy’s needs. I wasn’t going to last much longer so I told Linda I was going to cum. She hopped off my cock and ordered my wife to start sucking my cock. My wife protested a little because it had just been in Linda’s ass, but Linda forced my wife’s mouth onto my cock. Linda then used her hands to bob Larisa’s mouth up and down on my cock.
“Stand up and fuck her mouth,” Linda demanded in a voice that would put any drill sergeant to shame.
So I stood up and positioned myself to face fuck my wife. Linda grabbed my shoulder, and then started fingering herself very aggressively. Linda started whispering in my ear that she was going to cum while I face fucked my wife. I am an auditory guy so having Linda’s hot voice whispering such a dirty thing into my ear, while she clutched me, and my wife was getting a faceful of my cock was too much. I started bucking my hips and cumming all over Larisa, who at this point was holding on for dear life. I must have cum a lot because Larisa was gagging and it seemed like there was cum everywhere. Then I felt Linda’s fingernails dig into me as she tensed up and came. She was holding me so tight, and pushing her naked body so forcefully into me that I actually felt a second little sensation of cum pour out.
“I haven’t seen Larisa this full of cum in a long time,” Linda whispered to me in a way that implied it used to be a regular occurrence for her to see my wife drenched in cum.
It was at this point that I became aware of the room again. The couple on the patio had come back inside and were holding each other in a state of incomplete dress. The chair couple was cuddling, both still completely naked but looking very satisfied. And the kitchen couple were both dressed, leaning against the wall, and smiling. At some point Niles and his sister had come back and were just kind of standing there watching with a mix of amusement and intrigue. Niles finally broke the silence.
“Well get her a towel man, we still a feast to prepare and eat. Although it looks like you all have already had whore d’oeuvres,” putting extra emphasis on the word “whore.”
Interestingly enough, there was no residual sexual energy for the rest of the evening. And when we got back to the hotel after dropping Linda off, Larisa asked that we not speak of our little threesome again. So I never got to find out why their dynamic had taken that radically aggressive sexual tone. Maybe I’ll get to find out on a different trip to Canada.
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