Wife’s friend needed a place to stay (Part 4) [MFF][Bi F]

I found myself sneaking a watch of the video Robin sent me wherever and whenever I felt I wouldn’t get caught. Sitting in the airport between flights. Riding on a deadhead, I’d sit in the back row so there would be nobody behind me to see my phone. I just couldn’t stop watching her kissing Simone’s inner thighs while she teased her labia with one hand, or how she looked up at her with her clit in her mouth. I couldn’t decide if she was so good at it because she’d been with women in her past, or if she just knew what felt good because she had the same parts. Either way, she was putting on a clinic in pleasuring Simone. It was absolutely captivating.

The time to come home finally came. Driving from the airport, the reality of everything started welling up. I was excited, nervous, anxious, and horny, in differing quantities from moment to moment. Would any of the three of us get cold feet when we were physically together? It was clear each of was enjoying the new twist on our sex lives, but would that hold up in a true threesome? Was that even what Robin had in mind? We hadn’t really spelled out the rules of engagement beyond my permission for the two of them to do whatever they want with each other. There was certainly innuendo and flirtatious hints at what was to come, but that wasn’t enough to assure me of what Robin was comfortable with regarding me and Simone. I just had to assure myself that she’d let me know, one way or another.

I arrived home to a note on the front door. “Kids are with Jackie, go upstairs and shower. XOXO” I thought for a second about what the Amazon driver might have though of that note when delivering the roughly shoebox size package I brought inside. The thought made me chuckle a bit as I carried my suitcase upstairs to obey my order. No sign of anyone yet.

Another note met me on the bathroom mirror. “Get yourself clean, then come to the basement. Bring the Amazon package with you.” Peach emoji… twice. I obeyed.

For the first time in years, I felt I had to seriously consider what I put on after my shower. Robin and I had long since passed the point in our marriage where we dressed up for each other before sex, largely because with the kids, there wasn’t time for that. Do I even own anything “sexy?” I opted for my best jeans, but skipped the underwear. It was a pair of jeans Robin liked on me, but I usually avoided wearing them because they were a bit tight and uncomfortable. I also usually felt a little bit self conscious in them, as any erection couldn’t be kept secret in them. That wasn’t going to be a problem today, though, it would finally be a feature. I threw on my Fender guitars t-shirt, and took a look at myself in the mirror. “You ready for this, Nate?” I said to myself quietly, and took a deep breath. “Here we go.”

I grabbed the package from the foyer, and started down to the basement. The hundred year old stairs announced my approach as I anxiously progressed down the dim stairway. The only lights on were the white strand lights we strung along the rafters earlier that summer. It made for nice mood lighting in contrast to the harsh fluorescent lights that were the other option. Music was playing quietly from the TV, a singer-songwriter song I recognized, but couldn’t place immediately. I rounded the corner at the bottom of the stairs to the large single room that was our basement. It was unusually tidy, and smelled nice. A candle flickered from a little table by the TV. I continued to scan the room to see a Japanese style accordion divider had sectioned off the back portion of the room where the bed was. Candle light flickered from behind the translucent paper. Robin’s white leg was the first thing to step out from behind it.

She was wearing nothing but a dark grey silk robe, tied around her waist, which emphasized both the feminine flare of her hips underneath, and her large breasts being barely contained above. The robe parted to reveal her bare sternum, and my gaze went up past the shadow of her collarbone to her gorgeous face that was smiling at me between drapes of brown curls. I stopped walking, absolutely stunned. I had fallen in love with her all over again in that moment.

“Welcome home, Nate,” she beamed.

“I’m speechless. You look…” she pulled my face to hers by the back of my neck in a kiss before I could say anything else. I dropped the box I was carrying and wrapped one arm around her waist, and one behind her back, pulling her into me. She sighed into our kiss in response.

She gently broke our embrace to look up at me with her big, green eyes. “Before we go around that corner, I want you to know that Simone and I have talked, and we are both okay with anything that happens, so long as nobody is left out. And I want you to know we haven’t done anything since the night of the video. We don’t want to leave you out, either. We don’t want any jealousy.”

“I couldn’t have said that better myself.”

“Good. Come!”

She playfully jogged off around the divider out of sight, and Simone let out a little squeak as Robin jumped on the bed with her. I stepped slowly around the corner. On the bed, the two were laying on their sides in a “spooning” kind of position, Simone behind Robin. Robin’s robe had given way during the jump a bit, and I could see the entirety of her right breast resting playfully on the bed in front of her. Simone’s hand was on Robin’s bare hip, moving up towards her waist, seductively following her curve to her waist and pulling the robe with it to reveal a quick glimpse of Robins natural mound before pulling it back down her hip. It might have been to tease me, it might have been to tease Robin, but it was incredibly sexy either way.

“Sit.” Robin patted the bed in front of her. I sat.

From the bed, I got a better view of Simone. She was wearing a two-piece silk pink pajama set. Her tanned, curvy legs were flush against the back of Robins, and I could almost feel the softness of Robin’s legs against my lap as I looked. The hem of the silk shorts draped perfectly from the apex of her round hip and disappeared behind Robin’s. Her silk top was trapped between her left breast and Robins back, accentuating the bulge her round tit was making as a result. I followed her bare arm up to meet her face, where she was looking at me with a slightly nervous smile.

“Those pants look good on you,” Robin said, glancing down. My erect penis was evident underneath, bulging off toward my left pocket. You could just make out the head through the thin denim. It made my average cock look bigger than it was, and I was happy with my trouser choice.

Robin’s hand slid under my shirt, gently rubbing my stomach and working up to my chest before heading back down past my stomach to rub my cock through my jeans. As she did this, I watched as Simone’s hand progressed from lightly brushing Robin’s hip to reaching around to brush the inside of her thighs. Robin let out a little moan and lifted her leg a bit to give her access, far enough that her robe fell down the rest of the way to her waist, and I could just see a little glisten of wetness as her labia slowly parted themselves.

Robin motioned for me to take my pants off. I stood up beside the bed, took off my shirt, unfastened my pants, and hooked my thumbs on the waistband to pull them down. I glanced up to notice Simone watching this happen. A wave of self-consciousness hit me, then quickly gave way to nervous excitement as I saw the little smile on her face as she watched. She was now ever so lightly touching Robin’s pussy, teasing all around her and causing her to slowly twist and move her pelvis to direct the touch. A soft, sighing moan escaped Robin.

I pulled my jeans past my hard penis and it flicked upwards in a proper salute to what I was watching. I stepped up to kneel on the bed next to Robin, and she wrapped her hand around the base of my shaft, her diamond ring letting out a quick glimmer from the string lights above. She gripped and stroked my cock slowly, but had turned her head back towards Simone, who saw this and responded by shifting on her elbow to kiss her. They locked into a long, sensual kiss, and I watched, completely enamored.

I took a moment to survey the entire scene in front of me. The two gorgeous faces locked in a kiss in front of me. Robin’s hand stroking my penis. Her large round breast spilling out from her robe. Simone’s cleavage was now clearly visible in the neck of her top, having been lifted from behind Robin. I could just see the edge of one areola before it was hidden behind silk again. Simone’s hand was now working around Robin’s clit, still gentle, but more than the light brushing of a moment ago. Robin’s pelvis was now in more of a rhythmic gyration. I throbbed in Robin’s hand as a result, and she gave it an acknowledging little squeeze in response.

They broke from their kiss, and Robin shifted on the bed a bit to get her head closer to me. I leaned in to her as she took me in her mouth. The coolness of the basement made the warmth of her mouth even more evident on my cock as she closed her lips around my shaft and flicked my glans with her tongue. I reached to grab the tail of her robe tie, and Simone got up onto her knees on the other side of Robin, grabbing the other tail. We pulled together, freeing Robin from her robe.

I started to reach for Robin’s pussy, but had to pull my hand back as Simone lifted a leg to straddle Robin’s waist, facing her legs. She got herself situated into a straddle just below and touching Robin’s breasts, and I took a moment to imagine what her breasts must have felt like on Simone’s ass.

With my left hand, I held onto the back of Robin’s head, touching the base of her neck with my fingers. She moaned slightly into my dick. I placed my right hand on the small of Simone’s back, and slowly worked my way down to rubbing her ass above her silk shorts. She leaned forward, arching her back to stick her ass out in response. This was the first time I had touched Simone intimately, and the wave of excited nerves pulsed through me in response. Her round ass protruded out from her waist and filled her shorts. She had an incredibly sexy ass, and I’d never seen it displayed to me like this. The silk of the shorts revealed the outline of her pussy, and I stopped to imagine what it might look like underneath. She leaned to one side a bit, freeing up her right hand to start circling Robin’s clit with her hand. Robin squeezed my shaft and gave a quick suck in response, then popped her mouth off of me to let out a little breathy shriek. I had never gotten that noise from her so quickly, and I turned to watch what Simone was doing to deserve it.

Simone had the flat of all four of her fingers pressed into Robin’s mound just above her clit, pulling her skin around in quick little circles. She leaned down, giving the length of Robin’s vulva a long, slow lick, starting at her clit and working down past her vagina to her perineum, giving her asshole a quick little flick of her tongue before starting back at her clit again. It was sending Robin bolts of pleasure, and she shrieked and squeezed my dick with each pass. Simone had found a good combo, and I was happy when she kept going with it. Watching her bring my wife closer to orgasm in front of me, and feeling the effects as Robin squeezed my shaft with each shriek was incredible.

I progressed from rubbing Simone’s ass with my hand to rubbing from the small of her back, down her crack, past her asshole, and across her pussy, still above the silk shorts. I saw Robin’s left hand on the back of Simone’s thigh, squeezing slightly. Looking at Robin, I saw that she was watching my hand, her mouth gaping open, still shrieking and gasping with each pass Simone made. She looked up at me as I looked to her face, and she smiled a huge smile before looking back at Simone’s presentation, and I got the hint to keep doing what I was doing.

Robin let go of my penis, and both of her hands went to Simone’s silk shorts. She pulled them down slowly, and Simone gave her ass a slow side to side wiggle, helping the shorts off in a sexy little tease. Robin and I watched as the shorts worked down to reveal Simone’s shaven asshole, further down to show her brown lips framed by the lighter, but still tan and hairless skin around it. Finally the shorts peeled off past her hood, drawing a visible string of wetness as Robin pulled them down her hips. She was mostly shaven, save for a little ridge of hair that disappeared out of view on her abdomen.

Simone straightened up and pulled her silk top of over her head with both hands, and I studied her back a moment, admiring the little valley that her back muscles made down her spine, down to two dimples on her lower back, and her feminine ass blooming underneath. She leaned to the side and pulled her shorts off of her legs before straddling Robin’s chest again, then she slinked back down, landing her tits on Robin’s stomach. Robin sighed and smiled a bit, acknowledging their presence, and then that sigh became a gasp as Simone got back to work with her hand and tongue.

Robin pulled one arm at a time down through Simone’s legs so that Simone was now straddling her neck more than her chest, and then reached up around to hold Simone’s hips and pull them toward her face. Simone widened her knees in compliance, bringing her pussy closer to Robin’s face. I shifted so that I was directly in line with the two ladies, sitting on my feet just behind Robin’s head, and stroking my cock slowly, noticing the pre-cum that was dripping from the tip. I sat and just watched for a minute as the two of them moaned, shrieked, and sighed into each other. I couldn’t see what Simone was doing, but I could see how Robin was reacting, and it was working, whatever it was. Robin, in turn, was licking Simone’s clit, hood, and lips, then closing her lips around her clit, sucking and working with her tongue, then drawing her out in a little pulling suck before letting it all spring out of her mouth and starting all over again. I watched Simone get wetter and wetter, and a little ridge of white cream was starting to build up on her lips.

Robin must have noticed this too, as she looked up at me from between Simone’s legs and said “I know you want to fuck her,” she gasped and squeaked in response to something Simone was doing, “I want you to fuck her while I lick her.”

I waddled forward on my knees towards them. Robin reached up from between Simone’s legs, grabbing my penis, and pulling me towards her mouth. I watched her tongue work the top of my head for a second, before she pulled me out of her mouth, and guided me into Simone. I put one hand on each of Simone’s hips, and moaned as I felt every inch of my cock slide into Simone’s tight canal as I pulled her hips toward me.

Simone let out a muffled little scream into Robin’s pussy as I entered her, and Robin screamed a hot breath onto my sack in return. It was a full circle expression of ecstasy, and it was incredible.

Simone rocked away from me after each thrust forward, and just before I slipped out, she’d rock back toward me. Her body language was clear, she liked to be fucked. I gripped her hips and thrust into her with each of her sways toward me, and our bodies smacked against each other audibly each time. I could feel Robin’s nose and tongue on my balls each time I thrust my cock fully into Simone. It was a totally new sensation for me, and I could feel myself tightening in response as I got close to orgasm as we fucked with Robin’s tongue pleasing both of us.

Simone looked back over her shoulder, at me, and I caught a quick glimpse of Robin’s hand frantically circling her clit as she did. I knew Robin was getting close, too. Then, Simone said something I didn’t expect to hear. “Cum inside me,” she moaned as she looked into my eyes.

“Really?” I asked. I hadn’t expected this.

“Mmmmhmmmm”, came the response from Robin underneath me before she let out an intense muffled scream into Simone’s dripping labia.

The permission from both of them set the gears in motion inside me. My grip on Simone’s hips got a little tighter, my thrusts got a little harder, and Simones back arched a little more. Simone let out one airy scream and I watched as her legs shuddered in an orgasm, and I let loose insider her in intense pulses that seemed to never stop.

When the world came back into focus, I pulled out, looking down as I did to see Robin’s satisfied face looking up at me beneath Simone. I didn’t see her climax, but the look on her face left me no doubt that she had. I collapsed on the bed behind me, feeling Robins hand on my thigh. The touch reassured me that this was all okay. I peeked down to see Simone shuffling to lay next to Robin, where she collapsed on her side, laying one arm and one leg across Robin’s body, resting her head on the arm Robin was using to touch my leg.

None of us said anything for a few minutes, we just panted and laid there. There was nothing to say.

“Well, I guess I’d better clean the cum off my leg before the kids get home,” Robin finally said before Simone threw her head back in a hearty laugh. We laid there a moment longer letting the laughing subside, then we got up and started reassembling ourselves into our more parental roles in preparation for the kids coming home in a while.

“Was that the fantasy you hinted at, honey? That was amazing,” I asked Robin.

“That was super fucking hot, but no, that wasn’t it.” She replied.

“Oh? Care to share what it is yet?”

“Open the box,” she said, motioning to the Amazon package I had dropped on the floor earlier.

I tore the box open, pulling the contents out. Looking back at Robin, she had a slightly apprehensive look on her face, as she waited for my reaction.

“I see. And since I know you’ve done this with women before, I’m guessing that’s not what the fantasy is about.”

She smiled, and shook her head slowly.

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