After we returned from our honeymoon, my new wife and I spent a few more days in Colorado before heading back to New Jersey, in part so that we could help celebrate Tiffanyâs graduation from junior college. Her best friend from around the corner, Stacey, was graduating, also. Stacey is actually more my type than Tiffany; sheâs taller with long, thick, dark brown hair, long legs and bigger boobs. The afternoon after the graduation ceremony, Stacey came around to my in-laws house before she and Tiffany headed out to celebrate with their friends. She was wearing what I would call a âbaby dollâ dress, sort of like what Courtney Love seemed to favor â very short, snug around the boobs but loose from there down to the hem.
After they left, I couldnât help but wonder what sort of underwear one would wear under a dress like that because I would think youâd have to assume that at some point someone would be seeing it. I tried not to think about Stacey in her underwear for too long because, despite all of the sex Iâd had between the night before the wedding and every night since with my new wife, there was still the risk that Iâd pop a woody sitting right there in my in-lawsâ living room.
Even though we were now married, my wife and I were still sleeping apart in her parentsâ house. It wasnât out of a sense of decorum or anything admirable like that, it was purely for the sake of comfort. There was still a bed in her old bedroom, but it was too small for both of us, so I slept in the guest bed down in the basement. The night of Tiffany and Staceyâs graduation, I was awakened when a dim light was turned on beside the bed I was sleeping in. I rolled over and saw Tiffany standing beside the bed near the light while Stacey stood at the foot still wearing that baby doll dress.
Tiffany sat beside me and leaned down to kiss me while her hand slipped under the covers seeking out my growing organ. She was pleased to discover that I was sleeping in the buff. While she stroked my tool, she explained that she had shared with Stacey not only the details of our fling the previous summer, but also the details of the wedding gift she and Deb had arranged. Stacey had been disappointed that sheâd been left out, so Tiffany brought her over, assuming that I wouldnât mind. It was a safe assumption.
I asked Stacey to slowly remove just her dress while Tiffany turned down the covers to reveal my raging hard-on. Smiling broadly, Stacey slowly raised the hem of the dark-colored dress to reveal a very sexy pair of dark-colored bikini panties beneath it. I wondered how many other people had seen them on that day. As Tiffany stroked my cock and fondled my balls, I watched as Staceyâs smooth stomach was revealed, followed by a sexy bra that matched her panties. Her tits looked fantastic; I couldnât believe I was actually going to get to see them and touch them. Her head and mane of long hair popped free of the collar of the dress and she laid it aside. I got up onto my knees and beckoned her toward me. She got on her knees on the end of the bed and moved toward me, glancing down at my rigid cock bouncing in front of me.
Placing my hands on her naked waist, I leaned in toward her and we kissed. I felt Tiffany move behind me, taking my cock in her hand once again and gently pumping it. While my hands moved down to squeeze Staceyâs ass, Tiffany was rubbing my cock against Staceyâs pussy through her panties. I slid my hands up to feel Staceyâs big tits, feeling her hard nipples pressing outward, then reached behind her and unclasped her bra. I slid it down her arms and moved my hands back up to her bare tits.
I caressed the smooth underside, feeling their weight in my hands, before moving my palms up to massage her nipples. We were still making out while my hands roamed all over her tits, but eventually I pulled back and lowered my head to lick and suck her hard nipples. Her aureoles were large and darker pink than Tiffanyâs, as were her nipples. I alternated licking and sucking each of them while she ran her fingers through my hair and moaned softly. I let one hand drop to the front of her panties and rubbed the damp material, feeling the texture of her bush beneath. Rather than slipping my hand inside, I raised my head and asked her to lie on the bed.
She moved around so that she was on her back in the middle of the bed with her legs spread and me kneeling between them. Tiffany was behind me standing at the end of the bed. I ran my hands up Staceyâs long legs to her hips, where I took hold of her panties and began to pull them down. Her pussy was surrounded by dark brown hair trimmed to a narrow strip. She brought her legs together and up so that I could slide her panties off, then let her feet drop back onto the bed, but kept her knees bent.
I leaned down, still on my knees, and kissed my way down her inner thighs toward her pussy. I felt Tiffany get onto the bed behind me and reach between my legs for my cock. She stroked it a few more times as I was kissing around Staceyâs trim bush, then pushed my knees so that I would spread them farther apart. As I started licking Staceyâs dripping slit, Tiffany positioned herself on her back between my legs and raised her head up to suck my cock into her mouth.