A Wild Night

Our annual Mardi Gras party had just wrapped up at our place and most of the guests had left. A good friend of ours, David, stayed behind to help clean up.

Once we had the majority of the mess under control my wife, David and I were in the kitchen cleaning up and my wife made a comment about the bead necklaces that David and I were still wearing. She told us that we needed to hand them over to her so she could put them away for next year.

David and I had at least thirty bead necklaces between the two of us (part of everyone's costume we had handed out when they arrived to the party).

"Hold on a second" I said jokingly. "Beads are normally earned during Mardi Gras, aren't they?" A devilish grin crossing my face as I spoke.

Without much thought behind it, she quickly flashed her bra clad breasts and extended her hand waiting for the bead necklaces.

I pulled one of them off and handed it to her and she put it over her neck and re-extended her hand for the others.

David removed a necklace of his own and spun it around his fingers and with an eye brow raised, asked her, "And what would you do for this one?"

Seeing where this tomfoolery was going, my wife grinned mischievously and removed her shirt completely, showcasing her beautiful breasts. She squeezed them together with her arms while walking up to David.

David's jaw dropped at the scene before his eyes, the full display of lingerie and plump breasts of one of his very good friends and of his good friends wife!

She snatched the necklace out of David's hands, and gently pushed his mouth closed. She placed the necklace around her neck and went back to wiping down the counter, her breasts swaying slightly as she did.

She looked at me and shrugged. "No different than a bathing suit top really," she explained.

Trust me when I say no one was questioning her choice or arguing with her logic. And truth be told it should be the same as a bathing suit top but for some reason, for me at least, bras, panties, etc... and have always had a much more sexual connotation for me than bathing suits. Even skimpy bathing suits. Maybe because bathing suits are meant to be seen and lingerie is made to be hidden, making it that much more taboo? Whatever the reason, she was looking sexy as hell!

David and I stared for a while before I snapped out of it. She'd never been this bold before, but I liked it!

Noticing that she hadn't put her shirt back on, I decided to see where this could go.

"How many necklaces for the bra to come off", I asked, boldly.

"What!?" She responded.

Oh shit I took it too far! I thought to myself.

At that moment she looked back to David, then to me and smiled ever so slightly. Now whether she was fueled by the wine from that evening or maybe it was just raw excitement in the air, I'll never know, but she responded "6 necklaces".

Now this is where it all got interesting for me. She could have said all of the remaining necklaces and we would have happily obliged, but the fact she didn't ask for them all meant she had wanted this to go further! Right?

While I was running through what that meant in my head, David already had his 3 necklaces off and layed them on the kitchen island.

I snapped out of it, pulled my 3 necklaces off and added them to David's pile. My wife immediately reached behind her back, and my cock immediately began to swell knowing what was coming. She unclasped the hook and let the bra fall to the floor with the help of a little shimmy to wiggle it free from the breasts it was hugging.

I soon as her breast were exposed to me and our friend, I was instantly as hard as a rock. The flushed cheeks and hardened nipples on my wife told me she was plenty thrilled and excited as well.

She stuck her tong out, added a cute little nose scrunch, scooped up the 6 necklaces and went back to wiping down the counters, ignoring us completely.

This time David piped up, emboldened by my wife's actions.

"How many for the pants?" His voice was shaking a little, unsure if his bold request had gone too far for either myself or my wife.

I reassured him with my full support and I repeated his question to my wife.

"Yeah, how many for the pants?" I said.

She stopped cleaning for a second, her breasts rising and falling with each breath, nipples at full attention, aching to be touched no doubt.

She looked David up and down, stopping as she got to his crotch, noticing how tented his pants were, she nibbled her bottom lip, put a finger to her chin, pensively, and said "6 more necklaces and you toss all those garbage bags in the garage for me".

We combined our necklaces, 3 each, and grabbed all the garbage bags and walked them over to the garage door and tossed them in.

David and I didn't say a word to each other while doing so, both our minds were racing at the way the night was unfolding and where it may go.

When we returned to the kitchen my wife was facing away from us still cleaning away, but she had removed her pants already and she was bent at the waist, which put her scrumptious ass on full display, her lace panties leaving very very little to the imagination.

We froze in our tracks, awestruck. I looked over to David who was absentmindedly rubbing his cock through his pants.

I couldn't hold back any longer, I had to touch her. So I moved in behind her and just before I could squeeze her ass cheeks in my hands she slapped my hands away and she said "that will cost you some necklaces mister!"

She thought about the cost for a second. "For you, hmmm...2 necklaces." She said.

For me!? I thought to myself. Does that mean David can earn a touch? Does that mean she wants to be touched by him? My cock twitched at the thought.

I placed two of my necklaces around her neck, reached around her, squeezed her soft supple ass and I pulled her against me so she could feel how hard she got me. Eager and horny I massaged her ass until she pulled away.

Winking, she reminded me that I have to pay to play.

She was in control, and I both loved it and hated it. It was driving me wild!

We both turned in unison when David placed 4 of his necklaces down on the counter and gave her a wanting look. He nervously cleared his throat and stood there, waiting for my wife to say something, anything. What would 4 necklaces get him?

My wife grinned and walked up to him, pressing her bare breasts against his arm and she traced her finger down his chest slowly, stopping at his belt and lingering there for a bit, hovering over his clearly erect penis.

She then turned around to grab the 4 necklaces, but as she did she bent over and very briefly rubbed her ass on David's crotch, winking at me as she did.

I was determined to have my way with her, but I needed to turn the tables somehow.

I took a chance and tried a different approach.

"You want all the necklaces to be put away and the rest of the house to be clean, yes?

So David and I will give you the remaining necklaces AND clean the rest of the house, but you do as I say for the next 30 minutes. Deal?"

"The whole house!? Cleaned?! And I won't need to do anything!? Deal!" She said enthusiastically.

I signaled to David to grab a chair. While he did that, I took my tie off and walked over to my wife and whispered in her ear.

"30 minutes and you do what I say right?"

She nodded and gulped a bit, not fully sure what I had in mind, but fully aware where she had taken it so far.

Goosebumps formed all over her skin at what that might mean, her nipples were newly erect, her cheeks even more flush and her breathing had picked up speed.

While David settled the chair in place behind my wife, I slowly wrapped my tie around her eyes, creating a makeshift blindfold. Once it was secured, I sat her down on the chair and motioned to David to take off his tie and hand it to me.

Tracing my finger around her collar bone, around her neck and down her shoulder blades, I let David's tie hang over her chest and brush against her breasts. She moaned softly as the silk material worked its way over her sensitive nipples.

I pulled the tie around back and began to tie her hands behind the chair.

I could sense her nervous excitement and smell her arousal in the air as I secured her in place. All of it fueled me in a very primal way.

"Open your legs", I told her, a little more forcefully than I normally would speak, "and leave them like that until I tell you otherwise."

I leaned in, hot breath on her neck, my hands working their way down her chest, I could feel her heart racing. I stopped just before her breasts, teasing her. She shifted her body in an attempt to get my hands to touch her breasts but I pulled away.

Before she could say anything, she felt hands massaging her shoulders and she jumped slightly as she felt another pair of hands caress her legs. 4 eager, hungry hands started exploring her body.

David's hands were all over her shoulders, neck and breasts. Hungrily massaging flesh and pinching nipples. My wife cooed and moaned at each pitch and squeeze, unsure whose hands were whose.

Myself, I was working my way up her bottom half. Kissing each toe, massaging her calves, nibbling her inner thighs, brushing my hands an inch from her sex, her panties noticeably soaked through by now.

I looked up to find her hands had gotten lose from the tie and she was rubbing David's cock. Her blindfold was still on, so I'm not even sure she knew which one of us she was groping but the fact she left the blindfold on when she got her hands free suggested she didn't want to know or that it didn't matter.

With her legs spread wide and my increased arousal at her hungrily stroking David through his pants, I quickly buried my head between her legs. Moving her drenched panties to the side I started lapping up her sweet nectar. She started grinding her pussy into my face, starving for any kind of release.

A few minutes later I looked up again and either she or David had removed his cock from the confines of his pants and she was sucking on it with a fiery lust. She sucked with such speed and hunger that David didn't last long. Nor did my wife and as she neared her first orgasm of the night, so did David and he exploded all over her chin and breasts, spraying rope after rope of hot cum all over.

As soon as that first rope of cum splattered across her breasts my wife came hard on my face, not quite squirting but I could feel her juices flow as I swallowed each drop.

As she came down from the rush of her orgasm, she started to lean forward blindly searching for the second cock, confirming that she wanted both David and me, without hesitation. But this very moment wasn't about my pleasure. This primal urge of mine was to fulfill her needs and desires. That alone was like ecstasy to me.

So I moved her hands away, I picked her up and I laid her on the kitchen island. I ripped the panties off her body and sunk my fingers deep inside her while my tung flicked at her clit, slowly building up speed.

David began massaging her cum soaked tits as I found a rhythm that she seemed to like and her hips started to grind against my hand once more.

Her hands stroked David's cock back to a solid erection as her second powerful orgasm of the night overtook her quickly and she screamed and moaned and took David's length into her mouth.

She released it with a slurping sound and started to catch her breath and recover. Her legs still shaking, her body absolute putty as her hands lazily stroked her stomach and breasts, her senses still firing on all cylinders.

I leaned over her body so my head was near her ear, my aching, throbbing cock resting against her mound and I whispered that David and I would do the cleaning tomorrow. My wife removed her blindfold, kissed me passionately and placed a bunch of bead necklaces around my neck.

"You earned them" she said.

"Now what will you do for the others?" She asked.

I hopped off of her body and announced that I was heading to the hot tub outside if anyone wanted to join me. I left my clothes in a pile in the kitchen, my erection leading the way as I headed for the hot tub, my wife and David right behind.