Michelle’s new vibrator is a turn-on for Jenny too, and even though they haven’t ever gone together before they are soon naked and enjoying each other to the full. Their boyfriends are supposed to be out for the night but come home and catch them in the act. They are only too happy to join in.
Carl and I were visiting our old friends from college days Alex and Michelle for a weekend of catching up and general relaxation. It’d been a few months since we last met, and it was their turn to host this time.
Alex had got courtside tickets for him and Carl to see the Rangers game in the evening, so they had gone out. Michelle said she had some boring work shopping to do, so why didn’t I just stay at their house and enjoy the pool?
Around five o’clock I heard the door go as Michelle returned. As instructed, I’d been for a swim and was now in my bikini and a white towelling robe, padding around the kitchen.
“Hi Jen,” Michelle called from the door, “I’m back, all finished now. Is it too early for a glass of wine?”
“I don’t understand the question,” I quipped. “How could it be too early for wine?” I chose a bottle of chardonnay from their wine rack, unscrewed the top, and poured a couple of generous glasses. “So what have you bought?” I asked, nosy as always.
“Just some dull new clothes for work,” and she pointed at the brand names on the bags. Dolce & Gabbana, Tommy Hilfiger, Ralph Loren, all the usual suspects for a power dresser.
“And what’s in that one then?” I asked, pointing at a plain white bag with no name or other logo on it. Michelle looked a little embarrassed and hesitated.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” she said, and I knew perfectly well she was hiding something, which of course guaranteed I wouldn’t let it go.
“Hey, Chelle, it’s me, remember? We’ve shared underwear, we’ve held each other’s hair over the toilet while we’ve puked, we’ve spilled all our man secrets… What is it?”
She seemed emboldened by this and took a deep breath. “OK, if you really want to know, it’s a new vibrator. It’s a rabbit, I’ve always wanted to try one.”
“Oh my god. Can I see?”
We sat on the sofa side by side, and both giggled like schoolgirls as Michelle opened the box. She broke the seals and hefted it in her hand. My eyes felt like they came out on stalks – I didn’t even own a vibrator myself, it was the first time I’d seen one up close. It looked so like, well, a stiff penis. That’s the point, I suppose!
“Wow, it’s good and chunky, isn’t it?” she said. “I might need some lube to fit this in me. And look at the ears to tickle your love button… Ooooh, that’s going to be fun.” She pressed the start button and it began buzzing and bucking in her palm, evidently fully charged.
We finished our first glass of wine and I poured another one each. Warmed by the glow of the alcohol, I let my towelling robe fall open. I picked up the vibrator again and turned it on and off a few times, then when it was off I pressed it on the outside of my bikini, the tip of it between my legs. Michelle gave me a look as if to say: “I dare you.”
“Do you think we should try it?” I asked, coyly. “I mean, just in case it’s faulty and you need to return it? Better to know now than later,” in an innocent voice.
Without answering directly, Michelle reached over, grabbed hold of the rabbit, and pressed the start button. She pushed the now-throbbing tip of the vibrator hard against my bikini panties right over my snatch and held it there, slowly twisting it. A shiver of illicit pleasure ran through me and I shrieked with joy.
Although I was massively turned on and wanted to get it inside me, I took firm hold of the vibrator and switched it off. “Look, it’s your new toy, you should get first use out of it,” I forced myself to say, reluctantly. I bunched Michelle’s skirt up around her waist, exposing her elegant designer lingerie, then I slipped the vibrator down inside her panties’ waistband and pressed it firmly against the skin of her mound. She lay back on the sofa and purred.
I don’t know what was happening. Michelle and I had never made out before; we had never even seen each other naked really, except in the gym locker room, but we were both completely certain we wanted to do this. I undid her skirt, pulled her panties off and knelt back to admire the convex swell of her pussy mound. I teased a finger into her cunt, and she squealed in delight.
I peeled her top up and over her head and unhooked her bra, revealing her pert tits, licking and nibbling her stiffening nipples with my teeth. This felt so erotic. How come we had never done this before in all the years we had known each other? Her body was perfect. I wanted to feel her skin on my skin, I shucked off my robe and swimsuit so we were both completely naked and fiercely ground my mound on hers.
Michelle’s pubes were shaved almost bare, just a hint of pubic hair trimmed to a point where her labia began. I could see her lips were already glistening in anticipation. I couldn’t resist the urge to find out how she tasted. I dipped my head and ran the tip of my tongue along her gash, poking tentatively through the folds of her vulva searching for her sex. She tasted heavenly, an umami combination of sweet and salt. Above my head I heard Michelle almost whispering, “Oh, yes, yes, that feels so good…”
I placed the throbbing tip of the vibrator pointing into her twat and teased it around the folds, gently trying to locate her clit. A sharp intake of breath and a groan told me I succeeded.
Slowly I eased the shaft of the rabbit into her cunt, as she arched her back in delight at her new toy. Soon it was fully in, the ears at the root playing over her clit, teasing and flicking it from side to side. I held it there and pressed while the motor pulsated, massaging the walls of her pussy as her jelly bean swelled and reddened.
“Ooooohhhh… god that’s good, oh yes, yes, aaaaaaahhhh,” she moaned. She reached down to the rabbit and took control from me, pulling it out and thrusting it back in again, again, again, while her moaning grew in intensity. At about the half way point, neither in nor out, she suddenly squealed, “Oh FUUUUCK yes, that’s my G-spot, oh shit, oh I’m going to, ooooohhhh ….” Her ass bucked off the sofa and her legs quivered and arched as a huge orgasm tore through her, her cunt clamping down on the vibrator. The buzz frequency dipped to a lower tone as its motor struggled to keep going under the stress. Finally when the volcano finished erupting there was just the sound of humming like someone had hung up the phone. I helpfully turned it off.
I heard a floorboard squeak and looked around. Carl and Alex were standing there watching us, mouths open and both with hands down the front of their pants. I have no idea how long they had been there. There was a long, awkward silence. I looked at Carl. Carl looked at Alex. Alex looked at Michelle. Michelle looked at me.
“Oh, um, hi there!” I sat up and tried to sound bright and breezy and not totally busted. “I, er, thought you were going to the Rangers game tonight?”
“I, we, umm…” Alex’s mouth was dry and he could barely speak. He took a deep breath. “We were going to, but it was sold out and a scalper outside offered us $2,000 for our tickets. I mean, I’m a fan, but two grand? So we thought we’d watch it here on TV and you’d be pleased to see more of us.”
“You bet,” Michelle said, finally able to talk, “We’d like to see more of you, wouldn’t we, Jen? Like, a lot more.”
“Right now?”
“Right now. Get over here,” I confirmed.
Michelle stood up and beckoned as she walked. I followed her through into the master bedroom containing the king-size bed. The boys were hot on our heels.
I sat on the bed and began to unbuckle Carl’s pants. “No!” shouted, Michelle, in a commanding voice. “You keep telling me what an amazing cock Carl has, now I need to see for myself. Alex, take care of Jen. Carl, come here.” So we swapped boyfriends -- I never thought I’d be a swinger, but suddenly I was desperate for a new man. Michelle had told me all about Alex’s skill in eating pussy and I intended to find out first-hand.
We soon got the boys’ pants and shorts off. Their cocks, freed, sprang out – unsurprisingly rock hard, having just watched their girlfriends going at it furiously girl-on-girl. I was wet and ready for it, the scent of Michelle’s pussy juices still on my fingers.
Alex looked uncertain. Was he meant to be doing this to his girlfriend’s best friend, right in front of her? “Jen, er, if you’re not comfortable—” he began saying.
I interrupted fiercely, “Alex, shut up and eat me out, now,” and he didn’t need to be told again.
He bent his head to my pussy and I lifted my knees up and ankles onto his shoulders, hips open wide. He buried his face in me, licking around my vulva, probing in to find my clit, rolling it around his tongue and nibbling gently. I was so ready for it that a shuddering mini pre-orgasm washed over me. Alex looked up and smiled, then resumed plunging his tongue into me, sucking and slurping.
He got his mouth really tight onto my gash and his tongue was reaching deep inside my cunt, pushing me nearer the edge. “Fuck, yes, that’s right, just there, more, harder, yes, yes, YES….” I screamed. He was somehow managing to press down hard on the rosebud of my clit with his chin while eating me at the same time. It sent me right over the edge, a full climax crashing over me, shaking and bucking and sweating, gripping his head with my thighs as I spasmed with joy. God, he was good. I felt my warm cum juices oozing out of my cunt and dribbling down my thighs.
Carl and Michelle had been watching us, with Michelle’s hand around Carl’s huge erect penis. He was a well-endowed guy, ten inches of rock hard cock. Now she began to stroke it more purposefully. “I want that inside me now, big boy,” she said in her best porn star voice. He didn’t need to be asked twice, and she was still very wet from cumming on the vibrator. His was clearly a bigger cock than she ever had before and she squealed in pain and pleasure as he inched it past her vagina lips. “Omigod, that’s just fucking amazing,” she gasped. “Jen, do you have this inside you every night? You’re so fucking lucky. Oh yes Carl, fuck me, fuck me now, fuck me hard.”
Though Alex had brought me off handsomely, he hadn’t cum himself yet, and he scooched up the bed to get his cock near Michelle’s head. She opened her mouth and straightened her neck, ready to take him in deep. He angled his dick down and in, Michelle licking and gobbling as he slipped it in. She gagged at first as his dick touched the back of her throat, but adjusted her position and he gradually eased his shaft all the way in until his balls hit her chin.
Carl was hammering Michelle’s cunt now, in and out, harder, faster, and she was slurping Alex’s cock. I wasn’t sure who was going to cum first, but then I saw Carl’s ball-sack shrinking as his nads began drawing up towards the root of his penis, and I knew he was ready. The white beads of her cunt juices were slick on his shaft. “Fuck yes, are you ready for this… oooohh uungh… here it comes… aaaaahh,” he yelled, and spat his load deep inside her vagina, spurting, pulsing, jerking. I could see his balls pumping rope after rope into her, then he slowly subsided.
At the other end, Alex heard Carl cumming and that sent him over the edge, lacing Michelle’s tonsils with his salty pearl mouthwash. I could see her throat muscles swallowing it down, gulp after gulp, the peristalsis taking it down deep within her, until finally he pulled out, totally spent.
We all lay there in silence for a minute. Carl slipped out of Michelle with a slurping noise, his cock now softening, and I watched the ivory stream of his cum ooze out of her pussy and down her cleft onto the sheets.
“Fuck,” said Michelle.
“Seconded,” I said.
Then Alex picked up the TV remote and switched on the Rangers game.