[MFF] Our Fun House Guest [Long]

“I got a text from Liz today,” my wife, Christina, said as we were getting ready for bed.

“Oh yeah? How’s she doing?” I asked. Once upon a time, when Chrissy and I had been newlyweds, Liz and I had been coworkers. We both got stuck on the hotel evening shift, I was the manager and she was my desk supervisor.

We spent a lot of time shooting the shit and becoming friends. She normally rode mass transit but lived in my suburb so I soon started giving her rides home and we became closer friends. Liz was smart, and early on as we became more friends than coworkers, she asked to meet Chrissy. We made arrangements to all meet for drinks, and the two were soon friends on social and talking frequently. I said she was smart because while Chrissy hadn’t started getting jealous, Liz headed it off at the pass and earned Chrissy’s trust. Liz and I both had inappropriate senses of humor and low boundaries, so we talked and joked about sex often, but had never crossed any lines. Chrissy and Liz on the other hand tended to get a little grabby and ass slappy when they both had a few drinks together, though that was about it.

It had now been almost a decade since Liz and I worked together and living in different states now, but all three of us were still in pretty close touch via text and socials. In the intervening time, Liz had and whoopsies baby with a casual fucky buddy, Jake – their situation was complicated, to put it mildly – and Chrissy and I had had a little one of our own (on purpose).

“She and Jake are fighting again,” Chrissy rolled her eyes. Neither of us was fans of Jake. “She asked if she could come to visit for a week.”

“Sure sounds fun, Little Man would love to see Mimi.” Little Man is our son and Mimi is Liz’s 4-year-old daughter with Jake.

“Mimi is gonna stay with Jake,” Chrissy said with a grin, “Pretty sure she’s trying to teach Jake a lesson.”

“Heh, about time.”

“I’ll tell her to book the train ticket.”

“Great send me the dates.”

Chrissy and I have a somewhat unique situation, when Little Man was 3 months I left hospitality to become a full time stay at home dad, while she went back to work, but she works from home 90% of the time (when she doesn’t have to travel).

Well as the dates of Liz’s visit approached plans started changing. COVID was heating up, Liz and Jake both lost their jobs, and their relationship issues only got exacerbated. Jake had an opportunity to pop up for him to get back to work with some family down in Texas that he jumped on. So now Mimi was coming with Liz, who was committed to not wanting to cancel her plans to come to visit us. At this point, none of us quite anticipated how serious lockdown was going to become.

So, the day arrived, Liz ended up canceling the train tickets and driving up. She and Mimi pulled into the driveway in the late afternoon and I went out to greet her while Chrissy sat on a work Zoom. The kids were excited to see each other, and Liz was excited to be out of the car. Hugs and greetings all around, then we unloaded her things and headed inside.

With Liz there to watch the kids, I jumped into making dinner. We also opened a bottle of wine and by the time Chrissy was done with work we were onto the second already. The ladies greeted each other and I poured Chrissy a glass so she could start catching up. By the time dinner was done and the kids were put to bed, a third bottle had been opened, though I had started guzzling water just to forestall the inevitable hangover. A 1-year-old does not care in the morning if you had too much to drink the night before.

With the kids safely to sleep, Liz was free to tell us all about the latest kerfuffle with Jake. Chrissy listened very empathetically, while I mostly rolled my eyes and offered sarcastic snark. Again, not a big fan of Jake. Liz and Jake had been living together, for economics and for Mimi, but weren’t a couple. That didn’t mean that they didn’t occasionally fuck, but they were explicitly not exclusive. A fact that Jake had no problem taking advantage of, but he had serious jealousy issues if Liz did so.

I guess now would be a good time to describe our three players. Me, 6’4’’ with a bit of a dad bod and a thick seven inches. Chrissy, my sexy brunette wife, a little thick but curvaceous like Christina Hendricks, but a bit less in each department. And Liz, our guest, dirty blond hair and a fit athletic body that hadn’t slipped much in motherhood, with ripe C-cup breasts and an ass that I always thought would be firm and smackable. I used to mentally compare her body to Kaley Cuoco, though before becoming a mom her boos were a bit undersized, and since becoming a mom she had added on cup size.

As much as I enjoy Jake bashing, as the conversation drug on, I left the ladies to talk, and drink, and got up to clean up the kitchen and wash the day’s bottles. I put on my headphones for this chore and usually listen to an audiobook, so I was entirely unaware of what was happening in the other room. When I eventually did come back into the living room it was quite a surprise.

Chrissy was astride Liz’s lap, gently grinding her hips down into Liz’s thighs, their lips were pressed together in a deep and open-mouthed kiss. They were entirely engrossed in one another, their tongues passing freely between each other’s mouths and entirely oblivious to my return to the room. I stood there dumbfounded as Liz ran her hands along Chrissy’s back and Chrissy slid her hands up to cup and then squeeze Liz’s breasts through her shirt and bra.

I was like a deer caught in the headlights, and I’m quite certain I didn’t move or make a sound to disturb this wonderful sight. However, the sudden redirection of blood flow in my body must have caused a disturbance in the Force or something, because, with her lips still pressed to my wife’s, Liz’s eyes opened and she caught sight of me. She jumped in surprise beneath Chrissy and their lips parted. Chrissy glanced back over her shoulder at me with a smirk on her thick DSLs, then both women burst into girlish giggles which sliced through the palpable tension that had been filling the room a moment ago.

“Don’t stop on my account,” I said holding up my hands and chuckling along with their giggles. “I’ll be happy to just sit in the corner and watch if that means you two will keep going.”

And it was true. I would’ve done anything just to sit back and watch those two enjoy each other like that.

My comment gave their giggles fresh life and Chrissy, to my instant disappointment rolled off of Liz’s lap, but cuddled up against her side.

“You just caught us by surprise,” Chrissy said as she drowned her giggles with the dregs of her wine glass. “I’m not even sure how we got going like that.”

“You reminded me of the time I grabbed your tits in the backseat one night and said you’d always meant to get even.” Liz supplied.

“Hmmm, that’s right.” Chrissy bit her lower lip and locked gazes with me and I could tell she was incredibly horny at that moment.

The little hamster wheel in my brain started spinning as to how to get these two back on the track they’d just been on. Fortunately, the ladies had plans of their own.

“You know the rule,” Chrissy said her eyes locked heatedly on mine, her hand rubbing Liz’s arm. “If one plays, we both play.”

My eyebrows shot up in surprise. Since we started dating, Chrissy and I had shared threesome fantasies, usually about celebrities, but occasionally about women we knew. We had talked about finding a unicorn to play with but had never actually pulled the trigger. The rule had always been if we had the opportunity, that we both had to play. No pursuing solo adventures. But that rule had always been more hypothetical, I’d honestly given up on it being more than a fantasy.

“Uhh…”

As I was still struggling to process this new reality, Liz and Chrissy stood from the couch and stepped up to me.

“I know you’ve thought about it,” Chrissy whispered as Liz leaned in and closed her eyes.

And I didn’t need any more encouragement, because she was right. I leaned in the remaining distance to meet Liz’s lips with my own. Her lips were pliant and gentle against mine at first, when my own lips parted and my tongue ventured forward, her lips parted willingly to my probe. I heard and felt her drag in a deep breath through her nose and she shifted closer to me as our tongues tentatively touched for the first time. Chrissy stepped in closer too, and I could clearly feel both of their distinctive chests pressed against my own, my arms snaked out to encircle both of their waists and pull us all three firmly together. Liz let out a low, almost inaudible moan as our bodies pressed together and our kiss deepened further, her tongue venturing forth to explore my mouth.

“Fuck that’s hot,” Chrissy hissed into my ear before flicking my earlobe with the tip of her tongue.

Before I could fully lose myself in the delightful newness of Liz’s kiss, I broke the embrace and turned my attention to Chrissy. Her lips met mine with a fiery passion, her tongue shoving forcefully into my mouth along with a passionate moan that shivered through my lips and tongue. I felt Liz shift beside me, and without opening my eyes, knew that she was kissing Chrissy’s neck by the shudder that ran through my wife’s body.

For a short time, I got lost in a haze of lust. As the three of us traded embraces back and forth. Our hands wandered freely, I finally got a good idea of just how firm Liz’s ass was, and hands familiar and new rubbed my not quite aching cock through my shorts. Chrissy whimpered with pleasure when Liz and I both started squeezing her massive supple breasts.

I was kissing Liz deeply again when Chrissy pulled her lips from Liz’s neck and said, “Should we take this to the bedroom?”

The words snapped Liz and me back to awareness and our lips parted. I looked over at my wife, her pale cheeks were flushed bright red and her ample chest was surging as she breathed heavily with lust. She had the heated look in her eyes that usually left bite marks and scratches on my body.

“Lead the way,” Liz answered with a playful smirk and a smoldering look in her gaze that I’d never actually seen on her before.

I just tried not to squee in excitement. Chrissy took my right hand and Liz took my left and the two beautiful women led me to the bedroom.

The bedroom was dark when we entered and as I fumbled to turn on a bedside lamp, Chrissy and Liz find each other. They were pressed close together, kissing messily, hands pawing at each other’s clothes.

I just stood there and watched as Chrissy peeled Liz’s shirt off, their lips parting just long enough for the cotton t-shirt to slide over her head. Then Liz was unbuttoning Chrissy’s blouse and letting it fall as Chrissy obligingly shrugged it off.

Liz’s arms snaked around to seek out the clasps to Chrissy’s plain beige bra that held her big juicy tits in prison. Chrissy forwent Liz’s lacy black bra for the moment and started eagerly fumbling at the button and zipper of Liz’s jeans.

Still fully dressed, I stepped up behind Liz and helped Chrissy peel Liz’s jeans off. Liz helpfully shimmied her hips, waving her ass right in front of my eyes and kicking her legs free. Liz was wearing a sexy pair of lacy black panties that I couldn’t help but caress as I stood back up after tossing aside her jeans. Meanwhile, Liz had unclasped Chrissy’s bra and tossed it aside, unleashing my wife’s giant breasts. Liz was busily squeezing and kneading them with her hands making Chrissy moan enthusiastically into her kiss with Liz as I kept one hand rubbing Liz’s panty covered tush and slid another up to unclasp Liz’s bra.

Liz shrugged out of the comparatively thin bit of black lace which caused just enough distraction for the two heavily breathing women to break their kiss and turn their eyes to still fully clothed me.

In a blur of trading kisses with both women and three sets of wandering hands my t-shirt, pants and boxers we’re tossed away in short order along with Liz’s panties and Chrissy’s pants and silk boy-short panties leaving all three of us wonderfully naked. I gasped as while I was kissing Liz deeply, Chrissy dropped to her knees and wrapped her thick lips around my aching cock and started sucking and stroking it with practiced ease. My hands found Liz’s breasts and cupping them, I found her nipples with my thumbs and rubbed them making her clutch my shoulders and moan into our kiss.

The blissful moment of having my wife swallowing my cock while fondling the breasts and making out with our friend didn’t last long though. A nearly palpable frantic tension was building between the three of us, soon Chrissy had my saliva covered member out of her mouth and had stood back up, still stroking me, while pulling Liz in for a fresh kiss of her own.

Then for the first time that evening, we shared an ambitious if somewhat awkward three-way kiss, our lips barely grazing while forming a triangle and your tongues dancing in the middle. A bucket list item to be sure but didn’t quite live up to the hype.

I’m not sure who initiated the move, but Liz and Chrissy tumbled away from me to bounce down side by side on the bed, still passionately making out. I followed them, sliding up to big spoon behind my wife, my cock pressing against her juicy ass as my hands slid around to fondle her tits which were rubbing against Liz’s smaller (if perkier) breasts, while my lips descended to kiss a trail along her bare shoulder.

Sliding a hand down Chrissy’s body, I discovered two things, that she was already soaking wet and that Liz’s hand had beat me to the punch and was already sliding between the dripping lips of Chrissy’s pussy. I felt a shudder ripple through my wife’s entire body as my fingers and Liz’s grazed her clit simultaneously.

We all shifted so that Chrissy could roll onto her back between Liz and me, her legs spreading to accommodate both of our hands. Chrissy pulled me in for a deep kiss as I started teasing her sopping wet hole while Liz’s fingers started expertly rubbing Chrissy’s clit. Liz started sucking and licking on one of Chrissy’s sensitive nipples eliciting a moan from my wife, muffled by my lips on hers.

My lips still pressed to Chrissy’s, I felt Liz start to move but couldn’t see her. Then I felt a combination of her hands and chin pushing aside my hand, and I broke my kiss with Chrissy long enough to see Liz looking up at me while kneeling between Chrissy’s legs, a wide devilish grin on her lips as they hovered just above Chrissy’s sex.

Then Liz lowered her mouth to Chrissy’s waiting pussy and began to eat her out with gusto. Chrissy’s lips pulled away from mine as she turned her head and gasped for breath while her entire body went clenched.

“Oh fuuuuuck,” Chrissy moaned and her hands reached down to clutch the back of Liz’s head and pull her more firmly against her cunt. Liz moaned into Chrissy’s pussy lips and seemed to redouble the unified efforts of her tongue and lips.

I slid down and made myself busy licking, sucking, and squeezing Chrissy’s nipples, while enjoying the fringe benefit of looking down to watch our friend devour my wife’s pussy. Between me playing with her breasts and Liz eating her snatch, it didn’t take long for Chrissy to climax. Her clenched body began to tremble and her legs began to kick as she threaded her fingers through Liz’s blond hair and moaned incoherently. Liz and I kept up the pressure throughout her climax until Chrissy’s body arched and her thighs clamped shut pushing Liz’s mouth away.

Lifting my lips from Chrissy’s breast, I saw of the visible sheen of wetness smeared across Liz’s lips and chin. On pure impulse I slid down and pulled Liz’s mouth to mine, kissing her hard. My sense of taste and smell filled with the familiar flavor of my wife’s pussy on this new pair of lips as we kneeled over Chrissy as she recovered from her climax. As our kiss deepened, our tongues dancing, I let my hands roam over Liz’s smooth naked flesh. Then I felt Liz’s fingers wrap around my rigid shaft and start to gently stroke my full length.

“Would you two just fuck already?” Chrissy said from the mattress beneath us pulling us out of our embrace to look down at her in surprise.

Chrissy was grinning from ear to ear, but she rolled her eyes in mock annoyance. “Don’t act like you haven’t both thought about it.”

I flashed a glance at Liz to see her grinning broadly too. Liz’s hand wrapped around my cock had stopped stroking when Chrissy spoke, but then Liz started up again. We kissed again and Liz drove me down to the mattress beside my wife. Liz followed me down, her lips only briefly leaving mine as she moved to straddle my hips.

Before I could even contemplate jumping over to my dresser to fish out a condom, Liz sank down and impaled herself on my cock. We groaned in unison as my entire length filled her. Liz’s was the first new pussy I’d felt in a decade, and while the differences between her and my wife were distinctly noticeable, they were also ineffable.

Pulling her lips from mine, Liz pushed herself upright, her hands on my pecs, and started to ride me, cowgirl, her firm breasts quivering as she traversed nearly my entire length, back and forth. Chrissy shifted so that she curled up beside me, and I could sense that her attention was equally riveted upon our friend riding my shaft.

“Fuck, that’s hot!” Chrissy moaned, and without looking, I was certain from the slight hitch in her voice that my wife was touching herself.

She turned her head, and I ripped my focus from Liz to turn mine and we kissed fiercely. Our kiss ended when Liz moaned with pleasure and arousal. I could feel her juices coating my member and running down to drip off my balls.

Chrissy pushed herself up off the bed to kneel beside me and pulled Liz in for a fresh kiss. The two women made out deeply. Liz lost her rhythm and for several racing heartbeats sat herself down on my cock as Chrissy pulled all of her attention. I lay there, my shaft wrapped in Liz’s tight wet cunt as my wife and her kissed and groped each other. I could hardly complain. Hell, the chance to catch my breath had probably helped forestall the inevitable on my part.

My wife glided a hand down Liz’s body and started to rub Liz’s clit. Her fingers brushed against my own flesh and rapidly got coated in Liz’s wetness that leaked out around my cock stuffed deep inside her. A shudder rippled through Liz’s body and she started riding me again, less bouncing and more grinding herself down into my pelvis and Chrissy’s fingers.

I let my own hands behind to wander, one hand sliding over the familiar but still luscious curved ass of my wife beside me, the other reaching up so that my fingers could toy with Liz’s nipples. Taking time to play with each one, I pinched them, gently tugged on them, rolled them between fingertips, and lightly flicked the little pert nubs.

Liz’s mouth pulled away from Chrissy’s and her head fell back as she moaned up towards the ceiling. She started to bounce on my cock again, and Chrissy and I increased our efforts to stimulate her with our fingers. Liz’s back arched, her hands going back to prop herself on my thighs as she bounded and gyrated in a still escalating pace.

“I’m cumming!” Liz wailed and at that moment the three of us were entirely oblivious to the slumbering children in the house. She slammed herself down hard on my shaft as her pussy spasmed around me and I felt a warm flood of fluid along my shaft and flow across my lap as she trembled and shook. I had released her nipple and moved my hand from Chrissy’s ass to put both hands on Liz’s hips and hold her down hard on my cock. Chrissy for her part continued to finger Liz’s clit through the entire climax and with her free hand, grabbed Liz by her blond hair and pulled her in for a fresh kiss.

For a moment, I thought Liz’s climax was never going to end. It just seemed to keep going and going as she twitched and spasmed atop me. Then one of her hands pulled Chrissy’s fingers away from their work and their lips separated as Liz struggled to catch her breath, a wide dazed smile on her face.

“Fuck I needed that,” Liz said with a little giggle. She leaned down and gave me a quick passionate kiss, then rolled herself off of my cock.

Before I could have a chance to miss Liz’s pussy wrapped around my cock, Chrissy was moving into position to replace her. My wife slid herself onto my member, still coated in the juices of our friend, and started riding me, her massive tits bouncing wildly. I caught a glimpse of her eyes, bright and wild with lust before she lay herself down atop me and kissed me, her tongue shoving forcefully into my mouth, the way it usually did when she was insanely horny.

Chrissy was usually a one and done type of girl. She had to be incredibly turned on, and have things done exactly right to have more than one climax in a session. I got the immediate and distinct impression that she thought the conditions were perfect for such an endeavor.

Maybe Liz had the same idea, because the next thing I knew, she was climbing up to straddle my head. My mouth opened as her hairless pussy pressed to my lips and I began eagerly licking every millimeter of her pussy. Liz’s taste was distinct from Chrissy, but I found my mouth watering as her flavor and scent flooded my senses. There was the slightest gyration to her hips as I zeroed in on her clit and muffled by her thighs I heard Liz moan in approval.

My hands slid around to grab Liz’s toned ass and I pulled her down even firmer to my mouth. I heard another muffled moan, followed by the distinctive sound of two pairs of lips pressed together in a sloppy kiss. Chrissy had stopped bouncing as vigorously on my shaft, she was now sat firmly down on my full length, her hips circling as she split her attention between riding my cock and whatever she and Liz were doing.

I tried to dedicate my entire attention to lavishing Liz’s pussy with my tongue and lips, but I kept finding myself distracted by the sounds of the two women and the stuttering rhythm of Chrissy riding my shaft.

I could feel from inside Chrissy’s cunt that Liz was fingering Chrissy’s clit. And I lost track of how long I spent licking, sucking, and otherwise stimulating Liz’s clit.

With a little practice, we wouldn’t have trouble with that position, but at that moment it was just a bit too much multi-tasking for us.

Chrissy was the first to tap our, growling in frustration as even with Liz’s aid she failed to cum a second time. My wife heaved herself off of my cock and flopped limply to the bed.

Instead of climbing off my face Liz lay herself down along my body and plunged my cock between her lips. As the pretty blond began to slurp away at my cock eagerly I rededicated myself to pleasing her clit. The two of us 69’d for several long minutes. Liz knew what she was doing with a cock in her mouth, her spit was rolling down my shaft and along with my balls, as her mouth bobbed rapidly along my length, then she wrapped her fingers around my shaft at the base and added a firm stroke working in perfect unison with her mouth. I was likely seconds away from cumming, I could feel a load of cum practically boiling in my balls, then I felt Chrissy moving.

My cock left Liz’s mouth and was enveloped by my wife’s perfect DSL. I easily recognized her style as she cradled and gently squeezed my balls. The women took turns, passing my member back and forth between them. I honestly lost all track of what I was trying to do to Liz. My lips and tongue continued to robotically lick her pussy, but with no sense of rhythm or purpose.

Then they started working together. I wished I could have seen them as I felt the glistening head of my cock rub between their lips and tongues simultaneously. Liz added her stroking hand to the mix and Chrissy began massaging my balls again.

That. Did. It.

I grunted and gasped as my withheld load began blasting from my dick. I distinctly felt two thick ropes of cum blast out.

“Take it,” Chrissy said with a throaty chuckle. Then what I felt certain was Liz’s mouth swallowed my cock head. Her tongue swirled around the head and I felt pressure as she sucked the cum out of my cock while Chrissy continued massaging my balls.

Turns out Liz has a thing for cum, because with my load suctioning down her throat, even my distracted half-hearted licking of her clit was enough to push her over the edge. Liz moaned loud, and I felt it along every inch of my member as her entire body began to quiver atop me and her thigh clenched hard around my head.

“Fuck that’s hot,” I heard Chrissy purr. Then Liz’s mouth left my cock and I heard the two women kissing as I let my head fall back against the mattress and tried to catch my breath with Liz still laying atop me.

Liz rolled off of me, and Chrissy must have launched herself off the mattress at me. Within a heartbeat, my wife’s lips were on mine. My lips were coated in Liz’s pussy juice and I could taste a hint of my own seed in Chrissy’s lips.

Liz spun around to cuddle up beside my side. When Chrissy’s lips left mine, Liz’s lips replaced them. Then I watched with dazed, half-lidded eyes, as Chrissy and Liz kissed again. Then both women slumped to the mattress, Liz cuddled up on my left and Chrissy on my left, her head resting on my chest.

“That,” I said with a sigh, “was amazing.”

Both women giggled girlishly and voiced agreement. We were all three exhausted, but somehow we managed to reposition and crawl under the blankets. There was no conversation about Liz joining us or going to her bed in the guest room. It seemed completely natural as the three of us cuddled up, entirely naked, and fell away into post-coital comas.

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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jroki5/mff_our_fun_house_guest_long