Consuming Alcohol and Going Beyond Boundaries
Last week, my two best friends and I met up to relax and have some fun. We've been spending most Fridays together for years, particularly during the summer, when we're often on boats together. All of us are in our mid-thirties, married with kids.
I, Heather, am 45. I have naturally curly blonde hair and, as my husband puts it, a body designed for sex. My legs are in good shape thanks to my time playing soccer, while my DD-cup breasts sag a bit due to their size and my age. However, my pink nipples are still quite prominent. My husband has always loved my feet - their mushroom shape, high arches, pink soles, and even the veins.
Jessica, who is about 5'4", has wavy brown hair, a stunning smile, and an ass that makes her husband and other men in the group struggle to keep their eyes from wandering. She's been referred to as a "PAWG" (Pretty Big Ass Girl) in our friends circle.
Lastly, there's Karen, who's in her early 50s. She has wild, red curly hair, breasts larger than mine, and a thick ass. She loves to draw attention to her features with her dark lipstick. She also has nice feet, according to my husband, with good toes and a decent arch.
One Thursday evening, we gathered at Jessica's house for some drinks and to vent about how tough life can be. After finishing a bottle of Pinot between the three of us, Jessica decided to open another. The conversation shifted towards us discussing whether or not we masturbate and if we can orgasm.
Kathie, the most outgoing of the group, was quick to share that she does masturbate frequently and enjoys it. She even mentioned that her husband liked to watch, making her orgasm even more enjoyable for both of them.
Jenn, the one who posed the question, also admitted to masturbating but didn't think her husband, Jake, enjoyed watching her do it. She would do it a few times a month and always achieved orgasm.
Jessica then asked me if I masturbate and if I can orgasm. I told her I do, but only infrequently because it takes me a while to reach an orgasm. Kathie jokingly suggested I should send my husband, Sam, over to Karen's house for some help. This set off a wave of laughter.
Soon after, Sam called to ask what we were up to. When I told him we were drinking and talking about sex, he appeared interested. Both Sam and Bob, Karen's husband, had made it clear that they found all of us very attractive. Sam said he would gladly help if we needed it. We all laughed as I explained that we were just airing our problems and not necessarily asking for assistance.
Sam, however, was persistent and began texting me. He wanted to know if I was being truthful about not masturbating very often, but I just told him that it took me a while to reach an orgasm, so it didn't seem worth it.
As the night wore on, we all took turns discussing our experiences with masturbation and how often we climaxed. Kathie detailed how she would often lie on her back, spread her legs, and use her pointer and middle finger to rub her clit. She shared that Bob liked to watch and even praised the view of her feet as she did it, sometimes even playing with her toes or using them to touch his chest.
Both Jessica and I were surprised by how open Karen was with her personal details. But it could be the wine talking. Karen continued by recounting a time when she was in the living room, naked from the waist down with her butt in the air and her face between her legs, as she massaged her G-spot. Bob had arrived home from work and watched her as she did this, obviously enjoying the show.
After confessing my concern about the size of my lips potentially messing up things, Jessica suggested a solution - we should all see each other's lips to be sure. Somehow, I found the audacity to propose that they could see mine if I could see theirs, and we started removing our bottoms. Karen was already standing, so she took off her yoga pants without any fuss, while Jess remained seated and quickly removed hers as well. Before long, we were all down to our panties and shirts.
Then, Karen jokingly referred to us looking silly and asked me to lie back so she could examine my lips better. As I reclined on the couch, spreading my legs and lifting my feet onto its cushions, she commented that my lips were indeed rather large. Feeling bold, I decided to part them for her inspection, revealing just how wet I was.
Jessica joined in, expressing self-deprecation about her smaller breasts compared to the rest of us. We found this amusing and decided to play along, removing our tops to reveal our bras. She claimed that it was silly too.
Karen then turned her attention to Jessica, complimenting her smaller breasts by pointing out her impressive backside instead. Surprisingly, Jessica agreed, recognizing that while she might not have the largest breasts, she made up for it with other assets her husbands seemed to enjoy. As expected, we all found this to be true.
After admiring each other's bodies for a moment, Karen suggested I lay back and revealed my lips to her. By her reaction, it was evident that my lips were as big as I had claimed. Jessica added to the discussion, making a similar comparison between her own and mine, and Karen remarked that mine were even larger.
It was at this point I remembered Sam's request for a photo as a memento of our naughty conversation. I informed the others of this, and they asked if they should stop. However, Karen, clearly intrigued by my wetness, began rubbing my clit, and I could feel my arousal intensifying. Karen noted that Sam would wish to have a photo like this, so Jessica, too, was on board.
Embracing the idea, we decided to take pictures of our pussies and send them to our husbands for guessing the right owner. Karen pulled out her cell phone and snapped a photo of my lips with their tiny landing strip, but paused for a moment to lick me gently, unexpectedly. As she did so, a moan inadvertently escaped me. Karen then resumed her fingering of my G-spot, using her fingers vigorously. I was close to an orgasm when she touched my G-spot for the third time, resulting in a loud cry and shaking intensely.
As Karen and I watched on, Jessica excitedly rubbed her clit while Karen moved over to her. Karen pointed out that both our husbands preferred to see our faces during sex. Karen took another photo of Jessica - her lips glistening with moisture - and, upon request, Jessica moved her hand to Karen's long red hair, indicating her readiness.
Karen knelt down to lick Jessica's other hole, and after a moment, Jessica let out a deep sigh as she exhaled with pleasure, causing her orgasm to reach a crescendo.
Still fully satisfied, I noticed that Karen was still in her hands-and-knees position, her leaking vagina had accumulated on her legs. I teasingly commented on her taking such great care of us and wondered if she needed some pleasure now.
She said go ahead and wait for a moment. She quickly grabbed her shirt, wiped her legs off, sat down, and then asked me to take a photo of her vulva. Now her bush wasn't well-groomed—it was bright red—so her pubic region was easy to spot. Although it wasn't especially thick, it hadn't been shaved entirely, with some hair remaining. I sat there with my feet on the floor and took a close-up of her extremely wet pussy, returning the phone to her afterwards.
She then suggested that Sam and Bob might be able to identify whose pussy belonged to whom. She smiled knowing that both men would be able to tell which vulva was hers. Afterwards, Jessica joined us, sitting down next to Karen, and gave her a passionate kiss. Within a short while, Jessica began gently stroking Karen's clit. As Karen felt more aroused, she mentioned that her nipples were sensitive as well. Jessica responded by gently caressing her earlobes while I touched Karen's breasts, circling her areolas.
As Karen was growing closer to climax, she expressed her desire to have a big penis or be watched by our husbands during intercourse, making her orgasms more intense. I gradually brushed my fingers against Karen's G-spot. As I located it, a deep guttural moan escaped from Karen. At that time, Jessica paused her oral attention to Karen's nipples and started pinching them gently. I also started licking the inside of her thighs while manipulating her G-spot. Karen seemed to truly enjoy her friends' attentions, with her swollen lips reacting to our efforts.
As she moved closer to an orgasm, Karen revealed that she was almost there and wished she could have a massive penis or be watched by our husbands while having sex. Instruction: If Sam were here, he'd be happy to assist or even join in, having a highly thick dick. Jessica thought the same, saying Sam's large body must have an equally large genitalia.
When Sam's name was mentioned, Karen tensed up and let out a primal cry as she experienced an orgasm. Jessica's orgasm arrived shortly afterwards, as she had been rubbing her own clitoris during this whole process.
As the intensity faded and I started standing up, both Jessica and Karen opened their eyes and noticed that Sam was standing there, recording the scene and holding his large erect penis. However, that's a tale for another time.
Read also:
- My Close Friend, a Female, Fondled Me
- A Stepmother's Varied Testimony: Volume 3
- Listening to Their Groans: The Complete Narrative
- Slim, Youthful, and Well-Endowed in Part 2
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