My Wife’s Slumber Party (Part 1)

Two weeks had gone by since the wildest hour of my life. My wife’s best friend, Melissa—a blonde girl my height with a slim figure,piercing blue eyes, and a smile I’d fallen in love with—and I had seen each other several times over that period of time, but little had occurred between us in person, mostly because Natalie, my wife, was always around. I’d gotten a single blow job from Melissa when she and I had managed to get fifteen minutes alone, and I had given her pussy a nice rub during a movie when Natalie and Melissa’s husband, Steven, were sitting right next to us, thanks to a very large blanket that covered all four of us. How we’d not been caught during THAT escapade, I don’t know.

Other than a few clandestine kisses and fondles, though, this was the limit of our physical contact up to that point. We HAD communicated nearly constantly on Facebook, however, and our relationship had deepened significantly. Thanks to our smartphones, we shared numerous photos and videos with each other, many of them without clothes, and we would video chat as often as possible… which was basically whenever both Natalie and Steven weren’t around. Although these video chats were always in the nude, they weren’t always about sex. We’d laugh and talk about everything from videogames to work to even our spouses and people we found attractive. Our secret phrase, “I need to adjust things on the Sims 3,” though, would always let the other know that we were majorly horny and we’d masturbate in front of each other until we both came. Melissa and I had gotten into the habit of leaving our phones by our pillows each night in case a “Sims 3” text came through.

Both of us were porn addicts, and we’d finally admitted that to each other—and ourselves—a few days before the events I’m about to tell. Already we’d shared thousands of pictures and dozens of videos with each other. We were both getting a good idea of what the other really liked when it came to watching sex. I was into more softcore stuff—women showing off their bodies, especially in public places. Age didn’t matter much to me, as long as the women weren’t too old, and I liked girls with long hair on their heads and little hair on their pussies. Breasts could be any size, really, as long as they weren’t too large, and the same went with overall body shape. I was simply a lover of female beauty. I also truly enjoyed watching lesbian scenes; the more naked girls the better.

Melissa was much more interested in hardcore stuff, especially orgies. She was with me in loving exhibitionism. Her ideal man was a thin guy with a long penis; she said that for her it was actually the length, not the width that mattered. A chiseled face and abs made her pussy flutter. Melissa could also appreciate the beauty of other women, so much so that she’d thought she was lesbian for a time. When I asked her if that meant she was bi-sexual she said she didn’t know but that she certainly wouldn’t mind finding out.

I was sitting naked on the couch, cross-legged, penis only partially hard, talking with Melissa via video chat. My blonde girlfriend was also naked, hair pulled back in a little ponytail, small breasts barely visible due to how close her computer was to her. We’d not been very horny when we’d gotten together, but it was tradition to be naked when we talked, so there we were.

“When will Natalie be back?” Melissa asked, taking a bite of cereal. You’d think it would be strange to talk about each other’s spouses in such a nonchalant manner, but we’d gotten used to it. Neither of us were willing to go through the hassle of divorce at the moment and we were perfectly happy with our current relationship, so we figured why be awkward about things?

“I’m not sure.” Seeing her eat made me remember that I’d not done the same yet that day and I began to get hungry. “She went to do a photoshoot of a bunch of girls. Keep talking. I’m going to get something to eat.”

“What the crap, Brian, you’re supposed to know when she’ll be back!” Melissa giggled. As she talked, I bounded up from the couch, making the laptop fall backward so the screen and camera were pointed to the ceiling. She continued talking as I grabbed a cereal bar. “I mean, what if she came back and you were sitting there talking to me, naked?”

“Well then,” I said, coming up to where I could stand over the camera, giving Melissa a great view of my dick, “she’d get a good show.” I jokingly jacked off for a few seconds with the hand that wasn’t holding my breakfast, making Melissa laugh so hard that she spit some milk and cereal out of her mouth.

“Wait,” she said as I started to move, “keep doing that. I really like that view. I think I’m starting to need to adjust my Sims 3 a bit.”

“Oh, is that so?”

I continued to masturbate for Melissa, beginning to go a little slower as she scooted her computer back with her foot to reveal her entire naked body. A bowl of cereal sat next to her right on the floor and she quickly drank the rest of the milk from it, setting down the thing and its spoon with a clatter. Spreading her legs wide, she began to rub her vagina. Knowing how much I liked bald pussies, she’d waxed hers, so it was as smooth as silk. Of all the thousands of pussies I’d seen, few could compare to Melissa’s.

“Oh, Brian, I love how I can see your balls bounce from this angle.”

“One of these days you’re going to have to give me the same view.”

“I don’t know if I could… I’ve never cum standing up before.” Melissa giggled, making her breasts shake some, and the action made me speed up my jacking off. “You know, it really turns me on knowing that Natalie could walk in the door any minute. Promise me that you’ll cum all over her if she does, okay?”

I laughed. “I’d probably scream like a little girl, to be honest with you. But I’ll do my best to aim in her direction, I promise.”

“Hey, I know something you’d like,” Melissa said, suddenly reaching for something next to her. It was the spoon. She licked it off seductively, making me laugh, and then began to use it to play with her pussy.

“So what are you waiting for?” I asked. “Put it in!”

In a way that I found absolutely adorable, Melissa craned her neck so she could see her crotch better and gingerly began to stick the handle of the spoon inside of her. Once it had gone up to where only the bowl of the utensil was still visible, she looked up to me, eyes wide, mouth open in a huge smile.

“It fits!”

We both laughed, and she started to rub her clit, leaving the spoon inside of her. I almost asked her to turn the thing around so the larger end was inside of her, but decided that I didn’t want to have her chance losing the thing inside her pussy. I opened my mouth to tell her about this thought.

My phone began to ring.

“You better answer,” Melissa said after the second ring. “Besides, we don’t have to stop.” She winked.

Figuring that this was true, I grabbed my phone, saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and answered it.

“Hello?” As I said this, Melissa began to moan loudly, trying not to laugh as she did so.

“Hi, Brian?” It was a young woman’s voice. She sounded confused.

“Yeah?”

“Oh, hey, yeah. This is Danica. Natalie just wanted me to let you know that we’re on our way. She’s driving. She ran out of memory on her card, so she needs to come and put our pictures on her computer before we go to the park to do the next set.”

“OH, BRIAN!!!” Melissa said this so loudly that there was no way that Danica couldn’t have heard it. I waved frantically at the screen, but it only made my naked girlfriend begin to giggle uncontrollably.

“Umm… we’ll be there in like two minutes,” Danica said. She was obviously trying not to laugh. “Sooo… you might want to make sure you’re presentable?” I heard girls giggling in the background and Natalie ask something to the effect of “what that was supposed to mean?”

“Okay, see you soon,” I said, trying to act casual.

As I hung up, I glared at Melissa. “That was Danica! One of the girls Natalie is photo shooting. They’ll all be here in like two minutes.”

She continued to laugh, but it started to die off. “Don’t worry, Brian, there’s no way they can prove anything was going on. You’re not mad at me are you? I’m sorry.”

I softened my face. “I could never be mad at you, Melissa. But I need to get dressed.”

“Oh, come on… I dare you to stay naked.” She began to rub her clit as fast as she could. “You know they’ll like it.”

My clothes were in a pile next to the couch. I started to put them on as I spoke. “I’d get arrested!”

“No you wouldn’t… you’re on your own property.” Melissa continued rubbing, the spoon still sticking out of her. Her breasts were shaking with the movement, and I greatly desired to take out my hard-on and continue wanking. “Quick, Brian. How many girls would see you naked? Thinking about this is turning me on so much.”

“Well, Natalie. And there’s Danica, Laurel, Jenny and a couple of other girls that I don’t know.” I pulled up my pants and buckled them on, grabbing my shirt.

“Are they hot? Do you want to fuck them, Brian?”

“Not as much as I want to fuck YOU right now,” I admitted, swallowing as I pulled my shirt over my head. I’d rarely seen Melissa so turned on. She was rubbing her clit so furiously that it was visibly red and swollen. “Danica and Jenny are hot. Laurel’s not bad. I don’t know the other girls. I think their names are Ashley and Maddison?”

“Oh, Brian, don’t close the computer yet. Keep talking to me… Tell me why Danica and Jenny are hot. Tell it to me dirty, Brian.”

Looking at the door and knowing that the girls could be here any second, I hesitated. But I was fully dressed now, and I could just close the computer at the first sign of someone being at the door. Besides, I loved Melissa and I wanted her to cum. She was obviously enjoying the thrill of this. Still, I wasn’t sure how to tell her how hot two other girls were… especially not in a “dirty” way.

“Danica’s only eighteen, still in high school, actually, and Jenny’s only nineteen. They’re both pretty short, especially Jenny. I think she’s not even five feet.So you know what that means; I could make them literally screw around my dick. They both have long, brown hair. Jenny’s tits are HUGE for how small and young she is, and Danica’s rack is pretty nice, too. Oh, hey, you’ll like this. Speaking of Danica’s boobs. The first day she came to our house, she was wearing this really loose shirt and decided to lay down on our couch for a bit. When she did, like half of her boob fell out of the top of her shirt. I couldn’t see her nipple, but it was so nice and round, I just wanted to go over to her and make the rest of it fall out. She laid there for like five minutes, and I was just staring at her pretty much the whole time. She finally looked down and saw that she was basically flashing me, and I KNOW she could tell that I saw, because she looked up at me and kind of gave me an ‘oops’ smile as she adjusted herself. I’ve jacked off to that memory a lot.”

As I’d been talking, Melissa had continued rubbing herself, bringing a hand up to her right breast and squeezing it. Her mouth was in a little “o” of pleasure. She looked on the verge of cumming, and I thought frantically of how I could push over the edge. That’s when I heard a car pull up in the driveway.

“Crap! They’re here!” I reached toward the computer, but Melissa let out a squeal.

“Wait! Point me out the window! I want to see them!”

“You’re crazy!” I said, laughing, but I quickly took my laptop over to the window and pointed it outside.

“Ohhh, they could see me naked if they just looked.” I could hear sloshing sounds coming from the speakers, and, even though I couldn’t see the screen I knew that Melissa was still rubbing herself furiously and that she was extremely wet.

Out on the driveway, the doors of the car were opening and girls were pouring out of it. They were all dolled up in dresses for the photo shoot except for Natalie, who’d been behind the camera, and none of them were even looking this way; they were all talking excitedly amongst themselves like young girls typically will when in a group.

Still, the exhibitionism did the trick and I heard Melissa gasp and the sloshing noise stopped. I quickly turned the computer around to watch my girlfriend cum, realizing that usually when I saw this I was half out of my mind with my own orgasm or at least too turned on to truly appreciate what I was seeing.

Her legs were twitching, as were her butt muscles, making her flop a little on the ground, and her face had completely relaxed. Liquid covered the hand that she’d been using to pleasure herself, and the spoon glistened as if it had just been under a faucet. A sheen of sweat sheathed her body, giving it a soft, sexy glow. Her breasts, nipples hard, heaved as she sucked in breaths.

The door rattled and I shook myself out of my stupor.