I'd just about fallen asleep when I heard my wife come in with her girlfriend, Jean, and Jean's two daughters, Cindy and Kelli. They'd been out celebrating Kelli's, the youngest daughter's, eighteenth birthday. By the noise they were making, the drinking age of twenty one had been ignored by all.
Sitting up, I pulled the sheet around me as I sleep in the nude on warm nights. The little servant's quarters house we were renting didn't have a bedroom door and the bed was in plain sight of the front door and half of the living room. They all waved and hollered (literally), and then Jean and her daughters sat down in the living room as Connie, my wife, went to the fridge for another round. I lay back down, hoping the yakking wouldn't last long and they’d leave. I was horny and really wanted my wife in bed with me. She'd been drinking and alcohol always killed what little reservations she had. My cock stiffened at the mere thought.
After about a half-hour, or so, I heard them leaving, "Bye, Steve," hollered Jean and Cindy, and the front door closed. "Hot damn! Finally!" I thought. With my eyes closed, I rolled over on my back as I pulled the sheet off. I heard the sounds of undressing, then felt the waterbed slosh as Connie slid in next to me. My cock was half hard as she lifted it in her hand and ran her tongue up its length, then slid her lips down over it to nestle her nose in my pubic hair. God, that woman could suck. I was quickly bone hard as she worked her mouth up and down my shaft, using her tongue on the head like I was a Dairy Queen cone. I began stroking her back, shifting my torso around trying to reach between her legs, but couldn't quite get there. Okay, so it's all about me right now. She did that sometimes.
I felt the first drop of pre-cum slip up the pipe and her tongue tip licked it off the slit, then back down to the base for more mouth stroking. Meanwhile, she was pinching and rolling my nipples with one hand as her other reached under my leg to massage my balls while holding her up on her elbow. After a couple of more minutes, she quit sucking and her left hand abandoned my nipples to begin pumping my cock. Then she pulled her right hand out from under my leg as she shifted her weight to her left arm. Her thumb pressed against the underside of my cock at the base and she slowly stroked up to the head. I felt a finger lift the pre-cum drop from the tip and opened my eyes to watch her lick it off or let her offer it to me.
Holy shit! There she was reaching across me wiping her finger onto Kelli's outstretched tongue. Okay, this was as close to "barely legal" as one could get. The shock subsided quickly, and I realized I had two hot and naked women in bed with me with their heads near my cock. Connie looked up at me with a devilish expression. "Kelli's never tasted cock before." Kelli was still exploring the taste of my pre-cum when Connie tilted my dick toward her and said, "Here. Get your own."
Granted, there was only about six years between their ages, but the idea of getting it on with a blond teenager whose body had been screaming, "Fuck me, that is what I was made for," for the past two years AND having me offered to her by my wife almost did me in. I had to close my eyes for a moment and think of work, the worst day at work. I felt her fingers wrap around my shaft as my wife's hand returned to my nipples creating those shocks that went straight to my groin. I felt the new hand begin to stroke me, not too much pressure, but not too light either. Nope, can't open my eyes yet.
"Look, there's another," Kelli said.
"Well, don't let it just sit there," Connie said. I opened my eyes as Kelli made another upstroke. I'm uncircumcised and the drop slid down the head as the foreskin came up, causing the drop to be smeared across the top of the head. "Oops," from Kelli as my wife sighed in frustration. At the bottom of her downstroke, Connie grabbed Kelli's hand to stop it.
"Go ahead and lick it off," she told Kelli, with a look of, "Do your duty". Kelli glanced up at me, then back to the pre-cum smeared head. Sliding up on the bed, her tongue snaked out and swiped at it. She measured the flavor for a moment, her eyebrows lifted, then with a little groan she licked the head clean and smiled at Connie.
"Go ahead, suck him," Connie urged. I could hear lust threaded through her words. Her eyes were locked on Kelli's. Kelli returned the stare as she mimicked what she'd seen Connie do, scrubbing her tongue around the head, then sliding her lips down around my shaft. She didn't make it all the way down before I hit the back of her throat and she choked slightly, but she began pumping her head up and down with her lips clamped around my shaft. Connie's eyes were glistening and fixed on Kelli's mouth, her own mouth parted and her breathing heavy. Kelli would glance at my wife, then at me, and back, probably wondering how she was doing.