Cute Girls

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It was all kind of strange how it worked out. There were no agendas when we went to the club. For myself, I wasn’t really feeling all that well to begin with, but sometimes it’s just fun to go and watch other people or maybe mingle some. I mean, we’ve been going long enough to the same club we’re getting to know people. For the voyeur, or for that matter the exhibitionist, it’s really not a bad place to hang out.

When we arrived, some of the people we knew were there and we made some small talk. I was more tired than anything else. Her mood, well, it was anything but tired. We meandered through the dance area and down around the bar saying hello to a handful of people we knew and headed up to the second floor. At least we could sit on couches up there and maybe watch a quality porn flick. If nothing else, it was place to sit, relax and maybe even rest. I mean, I wouldn’t think of closing my eyes and falling asleep, but rest nonetheless.

She hadn’t helped matters much before we left. I was wearing my jeans and shirt as usual. She had on a long dress like she normally wears, but this was a different type of long dress. This one was green in color but see through. Without panties on, when she stood up you could see her creamy butt and from the front, if it was light enough, you see her pussy but not as well. Still, the dress left nothing to the imagination. The top she finally chose was a clingy, low cut one. She spent what seemed like hours getting ready to go out. Some heels and she was finally ready to go. I think we arrived an hour later than we typically do and those large sofas sure looked inviting.

I would have been content just chatting with her and watching the movie, but on another sofa, maybe six to eight feet away, sat another couple. His fingers playfully teased her breast and her hand rubbed over his cock. None of this was unusual for the second floor. The woman was a very attractive, maybe in her 30’s or possibly 40 years old. He looked to be about 10-15 years older than her but with men you can never tell I guess. At least I know I can’t. I glanced over every now and then but my wife seemed glued to the couple. There were other people sitting and standing around. In fact, another couple, younger, sat directly across from us on another couch. They were kissing but my wife’s gaze remained locked on the first couple.

It wasn’t long before the woman unzipped her man’s pants and pulled his cock out. Her mouth moved over the head and her tongue flicked across the top. Well, it caught my attention but mainly because I felt my wife’s hand drop on my restless cock. I watched as the woman began to jerk the already hard cock while her mouth continued to suck the head, sometimes dropping lower devouring it and then coming back up. Now I know this isn’t true, but the damn thing looked to be close to 10 inches long and so fucking thick it was unbelievable. Okay, it was thick for sure but not 10 inches, but longer than the average cock. It certainly caught my wife’s attention and in fact, when the guy reached over and pulled the shirt off over the woman’s head exposing her tits, it heightened my own arousal, but not as much as it did my wife’s.

My wife brought her legs up and placed her feet on the table in front of us. I reached between her legs to play with her pussy, but I wasn’t alone. Her own fingers touched mine and pushed inside of her pussy. She kept her eyes on the blow job taking place a few feet away and kept finger fucking herself. I looked at the man. His eyes were watching my wife’s fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. I glanced down and watched what I assumed was his wife sucking his cock. She couldn’t take it all the way, or didn’t seem to try. On the other hand, maybe she didn’t want to. Other people were gathering to watch. I didn’t really look up at them right then. It’s possible they were watching the blow job or maybe watching my wife finger her hairless pussy.

I could see the man whisper something and all of a sudden the woman came crawling over to us on all fours. She looked up at my wife and asked, “Are you bi?”

Not understanding, my wife answered, “No.”

“That’s okay, my husband wanted me to ask thinking maybe we could do something together.” With those words, she turned and crawled away.

“What the fuck,” I said to my wife. “Why’d you tell her that.”

“What? I’m not sure what she said.”

“She asked if you were bi and her husband wanted to watch,” I told her. “If you had said yes, I’d probably be getting my cock sucked by the two of you right now and she would have gone down on you.”

Now I know I probably sounded a little perturbed and I didn’t mean to be. “Oh,” my wife said, “I really didn’t understand what she was saying.”

“It doesn’t matter,” I said.

“Well, I’m going over to tell her I didn’t understand. I’ll be right back.”

“Well, if the guy just wants to watch, bring her back over,” I told her as she got up.

That would be the extent of my involvement, although I didn’t know it immediately. My wife walked over and sat on the couch next to the man and talked with the woman. I wasn’t sure what was being said. The other woman rested her hand at the base of her husband’s cock and I watched my wife’s right hand move over gripping it, started to move up and down the length of his cock. I still thought the damn thing looked huge.

In maybe a minute or so, I watched as the woman slid my wife’s long skirt down letting it fall to the floor. She was naked from the waist down, her long legs dangling from the couch. The woman, still topless, moved in front of my wife and her head blocked the view of my wife’s pussy. I couldn’t see exactly what was going on but I knew the woman’s tongue was sliding along the slit or pushed inside. My wife continued to move her hand up and down the mans’s cock but her head started to fall back and her eyes close enjoying the tongue of the woman on her knees in front of her.

The woman pulled away for a moment. The man reached over to my wife and pulled her top up above her breasts. He was playing with one of her nipples and the woman raised up and sucked on the other one. With her top pulled up and skirt off, my wife sat naked a few feet from me with her tits being worked on by another man and woman. A crowd was starting to gather. The younger couple that had been sitting across from us were watching intently. Another man urged the woman he was with to sit on the edge of the table where my feet rested to get a better view. She didn’t join him and he moved over to the couch where I sat, watching, waiting to see what would happen next. This man sat on my wife’s purse and quickly his body jumped up at the first touch startling me for a moment until I realized what had happened.

“It’s okay,” I told him, grabbing the purse. “It’s my wife’s but she seems a little preoccupied right now,” I laughed. Except for a smile, there was no response from him as he just kept watching.

The woman broke free from my wife’s nipple moving back down to lick her pussy. I watched my wife lean to the side, raising her legs but keeping them spread. Her mouth joined her hand as she sucked the head of the huge cock while her hand kept moving on the man’s fat cock shaft. This lasted maybe a minute and my wife pulled away. Once again she was enjoying the warmth of the woman’s mouth and tongue working her pussy. Even though my wife’s head again dropped back and her eyes closed again, her hand kept jacking the guy off. I couldn’t help but think I could have been him if she had just responded affirmatively when the lady first crawled over. It just wasn’t to be. I glanced around quickly and there were about ten, maybe 12, people watching now. Who knows, there may have been more behind me.

I watched my wife move her hand away from the man’s cock. His hand played with my wife’s tit but for now, it was going to be a time of neglect for him. Still, it was what he wanted-it was what everyone in the room wanted I suspect. My wife’s hands went to the woman’s dark hair pulling her face hard against her pussy. I wanted so much to get up and get a better view, but I knew it wouldn’t be possible now. I guess all I really wanted to see was the woman’s mouth on my wife’s pussy, but her face was being pulled so hard between my wife’s legs all I would have seen from any angle was the back of the lady’s head and my wife’s hands clasping it. I was able to see a familiar look on my wife’s face. Her eyes, almost closed, but surely glazed over in her ecstasy. The woman moved faster fucking her tongue against my wife’s clit. Her free breast moved heavily from her erratic breathing. The other remained in the man’s grip, his fingertips pinching down on her nipple. Even in a seated position, my wife’s hips pounded back against the woman’s face. Her hands, clenched in fists, held the woman’s hair and pulled harder like she was trying the pull the woman’s head inside her pussy. I knew she was moaning but I was too far away to hear it over the music coming from the downstairs where people were dancing.

My wife’s body went rigid. All I could do was imagine my wife’s blood engorged clit and the tongue lashing at it. I could sense the tightening of my wife’s hands in the woman’s hair and imagine her pussy contracting, trying to capture the woman’s probing tongue inside of her. My wife’s body started to quiver, shake and then thrash on the sofa. Her thighs tried to pin the woman’s head between her legs. I couldn’t hear the sounds I was so familiar with, but I knew the man and woman had to hear her moaning. My wife’s body stiffened again and I knew she was having an orgasm, maybe for the second time now. Her butt raised off the seat and then fell back to the cushion below, her body limp.

She rested on the sofa. The woman got up and moved to sit next to her husband on the other side of him. Regaining her composure, my wife looked over at them, glassy eyed. For the people in the room, she was completely nude except for her top bunched up around her shoulders. She leaned to her right and took the man’s cock in her mouth again. She sucked feverishly, her fingers gripping the thick shaft. I knew she was trying desperately to make him come. He didn’t and wouldn’t. Not then anyway. He pulled her head up and whispered something to her. I could make out a smile on her face but was clueless as to what he had said.

She stood up, her legs still a little wobbly. Although standing naked, I think she was oblivious to the many people that had watched. She pulled her top down from her shoulders and adjusted it. Bending over, naked from the waist down, she grabbed her green see-through, long skirt and slipped it back on. It was then I noticed her heels were still on, or maybe they had been off and she had quietly slipped them back on. Instead of walking directly to me, she walked around the back of the couch and stopped by the woman now sitting next to her husband. My wife bent forward and kissed the woman on the lips for a few moments. I could see, as they slowly broke the kiss, their tongues flicking together. The woman said something to her and my wife responded and with that, she walked back over to me.

“I thought you were going over just to clarify something,” I chuckled.

“I was but then stuff just start happening,” she said. “They’d wanted to know if we wanted to join them upstairs in a room.”

“What did you tell them?”

“I told them I’d ask you.”

“What about all these poor people?” I asked.

“What people?”

“The ones that have been watching you three. It would kinda cheat them wouldn’t it?” I asked, jokingly.

The crowd had already started to diminish. My wife looked around the room. “How many were there?”

“Maybe a dozen, including some guy that sat here with me,” I said, trying hard to contain my amusement now.

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