In Love With Us Ch. 01

CHAPTER 1: A TEST OF THE WOMEN

Mike was already naked, standing at the end of the living room couch, his clothes piled up on the recliner. Kate returned from the bedroom with two towels, paused for a moment to get an eyeful of Mike's package, then placed the towels on either end of their leather sofa. Tom couldn't help but glance at Mike's dick, which was pointed toward the ceiling. Tom judged that Mike's was a little longer, but also a little thinner. He figured they were tied in the dick measuring contest.

Amy announced, "Kate and I will have a quick word privately. Don't worry boys, you're both getting your dicks sucked tonight, one way or another. But, there will be a short delay. If you get impatient, you can go ahead and get started on each other."

Tom only barely glimpsed Amy's smirk as she turned to walk into the bedroom with Kate. The door closed behind them and they could hear the sounds of muffled talking.

A moment of silence was broken by Tom. "Is this really happening?"

"Looks like it. Don't stare at my balls. And fucking get naked, this is weird with you just standing there in your stupid looking shirt."

"Didn't mean to stare, I was just trying to see if you had any. Hang on dude..."

He walked into the kitchen and poured eight shot glasses full of vodka. He put them on a dinner plate and carried them back into the living room.

"Four of these are for all of us when we get started. Take your second one just as she gets you there. Dude, there is nothing like the rush of that warm glow you get from the liquor hitting your stomach just as you blow your load. The other two are for the girls, afterward."

"OK, if I remember, I'll try it. Don't fake your orgasm dude," Mike said. "And man, fucking get naked and sit on the couch with me, what the hell? Are you gay?"

"I'm not. How's Amy's blowjob technique?" Tom pulled his shirt off.

"Not as well practiced as I wish, but pretty good. When I can talk her into a blowjob and she gets her ass up in the air, I can see those hips and I last about five seconds. You?"

"Kate is almost oddly interested in blowing me. She comes like three times every time I get my dick inside her, but she will sometimes ask if she can just suck me. I usually offer a 69 because I fucking LOVE her pussy on my face and I want her to come, too."

Mike responded, "Huh, Amy can get off several times too. We might... think about this... Um... what about you, are you one and done?"

"Sometimes, but not always. My PR is three in an hour and a half. But ya know, sometimes you just need to get to sleep."

"Three in ninety minutes huh? That's not bad. My record is four between noon and six on our honeymoon. I say that's a tie, since even though I spent more time... it gets... well maybe 'harder to do' isn't the right way to say it..."

As Mike was thinking of what would be a better term, the bedroom door opened and two incredibly beautiful women walked out of it, both completely naked. The men stared, jaws open, at this unexpected upscale of the arrangement.

The women walked without any hint of modesty to the middle of the living room floor, directly in front of the couch where the boys were sitting. Neither woman made any attempt to cover any part of herself with her hands. Kate looked at Tom.

"I told you to get your ass naked. Everyone in this room is naked except you. If you want Amy and I to give Mike a double-team blowjob while you watch, then keep standing there in your jeans."

Tom had never before gotten undressed so quickly.

Mike asked, palms turned upward, "Dude, what the hell? I would have done it for you!"

Mike took a glance and it looked like Tom was a little shorter, maybe around 6 inches, which he was happy about, but a little thicker, about which he wasn't. Mike had hoped to be the dick measuring champion, but he guessed it was about a tie.

No response from Tom other than a "get the fuck outta here" glare.

"If you two are done, we have some business to discuss. Amy and I agreed on the rules of this little game, boys, and here they are," Kate announced. Neither man was really listening because they were both staring, mostly at the other's wife, but with the occasional glance at his own wife.

"First of all, the general rules if you ever want anything like this to happen again.

"Number one: there will be no coercion of anything, from anyone, ever. 'No' still means 'no' for any one of us.

"Number two: if any of the four of us decides that we don't want to continue with sex in the same room, then we revert back to two couples who are friends with each other, and nothing more. Along with that, any one of the four of us can say they don't want to do any particular thing, and that ends that thing instantly.

"Number three: this deal applies to the four people in this room only. This does not give anyone in this room permission to have any kind of romantic, intimate, sexual, or other inappropriate emotional relationship with any other person. If we decide to fuck each other into a coma, that's fine. No. One. Else.

"Number four, and final: Amy and I are both trembling with excitement over what we think is about to happen. Can we all pinky swear that we will love each other and won't let things get weird? We had rather not do it than have things get weird and not be friends anymore.

"Do we all agree on these rules?"

Tom and Mike, sitting naked on opposite ends of the couch, sat in silence for a moment. It was a lot to process.

Mike reached up with his hand toward the girls, and toward the middle of the couch, pinky extended. Amy immediately reached and hooked her pinky on his. Tom and Kate looked at each other for a long few seconds. Finally Kate reached out and hooked her pinky. Tom stood up so he could reach them and added his.

"MWAAAAAA!" They all shouted together as they raised their four hands upward and released, per pinky promise protocol.

Amy turned her head to look her best friend in the eyes. They both realized that this was stepping through the door.

She turned back to the men and said, "I know I'm standing naked in front of you. I'm not embarrassed, I'm proud of what I have, for better or worse. None of us should be anything other than proud, all three of you are beautiful in my eyes, and you all know what I do for a living. I'm just going on record as saying that everyone in this room could be a porn star, and I want to fuck all three of you. But both of you boys listen to this and understand it: Kate and I are showing an amount of trust in you that you probably don't appreciate. We are, all four of us, putting our hearts into the hands of three other people, even if you don't realize it in this moment because the blood that should be in your brains is currently in your dicks. But remember this: do not break that trust. This is bigger than sex."

Kate spoke, "I second that. Amy and I have talked about this. We decided that we trust the two of you, and each other, enough to try this, and you boys cannot imagine what a leap of faith that is. What I want least in the world..."

Kate's eyes teared up just a bit.

"... What I want least in the world is for the four of us to not be friends anymore. If anyone has any objections, now is the time.

It struck Tom hard, the emotional impact of those statements. Dr. Amy Smith, and his forever life partner, Dr. Kate King, were standing in front of them, completely naked, their... unbelievable... bodies, on display for all to see, without any kind of shame or reticence, standing there in front of them, arms at their sides.

Finally, Tom spoke, "In all seriousness, I have no objections to anyone in the room fucking anyone else in the room, but only if we're all together, or have made some other agreed upon plans. And I'm not going to suck Mike's dick, so don't get your hopes up there bud."

Mike considered. "Agreed."

The two women were visibly relieved.

Kate regained her composure. "Ok, boys, now the rules for this particular game! My God, it's dripping down my thigh... anyway, for this game, here are the rules:

"This is a test of the women. You heard Amy make the outlandish claim that she could suck a better cock than I could. It's an absurd claim on its face and must be disproven."

Amy piped up, "And you also heard Kate's testimony that she could 'suck circles around me' (with air quotes) but we will find out who between us is the better cocksucker."

"However, and I know this is going to seem cock-tease-ish, but to truly test a woman's skills at sucking cock, we need to start from zero. That means completely limp dicks to start. Therefore, you two will adjourn to the pool until the water has had its effect on your little guys."

"Little!?" Mike and Tom yelled in unison.

Amy cringed while Kate happily exclaimed, "Haha, Amy owes me a Coke tomorrow, we had a bet on whether it would be completely simultaneous or a little staggered!" Amy made a moue.

"Anyway, get limp, then go shower the chlorine off and get warm in the pool bath, then come right back here. No. Touching. Of. Dicks. If either of you aren't flaccid when you get back here, you'll both have to start over."

Mike and Tom trudged to the back door leading to the pool patio, hard ons making their gait eccentric.

"See you soon boys, we'd join you, but... well, you know." Amy called after them. The last thing she saw before the door closed was Mike's hilariously theatrical puppy dog eyes looking longingly at the two naked women settling themselves on the couch. He thought it was odd they had moved both towels to the middle.

Tom dove in from the side with a splash. Being May, the water was still cool even though temps were in the 90s many days. By June the water would be perfect, and by July it would be almost too warm.

Mike hopped in feet first into the deep end, submerged for a second, then reappeared above the surface. He swam over to the shallow end where Tom was sitting on one of the underwater benches.

"How's that tiny dong of yours doing, Tom? Tinier than usual?"

Fucking Mike, man.

"Dude it has shrunk almost to the size of your hardon. Any smaller and Amy will be able to get it into her mouth, so you better keep an eye on her."

Mike turned serious, "Real talk, though, are you good with this? I mean, I know we have always wanted to get with each other's wives, but it was always just a fantasy until now. If you have any reservations, I think we call it all off. They won't be upset."

"Are you having reservations?"

"I've got this nervous energy right now," Mike replied, "but given the relationship we all have with each other, and -- especially -- the trust we have in each other... hell, let's just get it out in the open. We both know that if they're willing to do this, and given the speech Kate just gave while standing there naked in front of us, this is going to lead to more than just sitting on the same couch while our wives blow us. We need to both be ok with the other man fucking our wife. That's some pretty heavy emotional shit right there. I don't know about you and Kate, but neither Amy nor I have ever had sex with anyone else."

Tom thought a second. "OK, here's what we do. I'm gonna set a random timer on my watch here. It will beep sometime between five and fifteen seconds after I start it. The instant you hear it beep, you will say either 'yes' or 'no'. A 'yes' means you have no reservations about this whole thing, a 'no' means... well, at least we pause this and think about it. Maybe not do it at all. Like Kate said, it would be the shittiest thing that could happen to us if sex or jealousy came between the four of us. I will also answer at the same time."

"OK, give me just a minute." Mike swam down to the deep end and grabbed the edge of the pool, staring into the darkness for a bit.

He swam back after a while and stood waist-deep in the cool water. "Start it"

Tom pressed the button on his watch.

One...

Two...

Three...

Four...

Five...

Six...

Seven...

Eight...

Nine...

BEEP!

"YES!" Once again, in unison. They grinned at each other.

Mike, with his usual eloquence, "You got a slinky yet?"

Tom replied, "Let's go. Don't look at my balls."

"Oh I thought you had taped some raisins to your legs." He got a sly look on his face. "By the way, let's tiptoe over to the back door and peek through the hole in the blinds."

"How come?"

"Just a hunch... come on, and be quiet about it."

The snuck to the back door of the house, which led into the living room where the girls were. Mike peered first, and stiffened visibly. He stepped back, put his index finger over his lips, and motioned Tom to look.

Tom nearly gasped. Kate and Amy were locked in a passionate kiss on the couch. Their eyes were closed, their manicured fingertips slowly sliding across the other's body. Kate gently ran her fingers down Amy's neck, and her right leg was slung over Amy's lap, exposing it for Amy to slowly run her nails across her thigh.

Tom backed away silently and motioned Mike to the other door on the back of the house.

They slipped in through the pool shower door and stared at each other.

"Holy. Shit." Tom whispered.

"Did... did you know...?"

"No way in hell, man. I mean, they go on about loving each other, but I figured that was just girl talk for not hating each other."

"OK, OK, OK, we have to be soft when we go in or we're back in the pool. Get this shower on but shit -- I can feel my dick starting to pump again." Mike looked down and the angle of his dangle was departing the Y-axis.

Tom thought. "OK, here's what we do. We turn the shower on cool and stand under it for a minute to cool down. But I don't wanna go out shivering, so we turn it up to hot for a few seconds and warm up, then we get out, dry off, and then begin the triumphal march."

"OK. Don't touch my ass."

"This is one of those two-faucet showers so if your ass gets touched it is because you backed into me on purpose. Oh, and we need to make some noise so they know we're inside. Kate can tell when this shower is running, usually, but right now..." Tom opened the pool door again loudly, and slammed it shut.

He said loudly, "Dude your balls could fit into a garden hose!"

Mike laughed out loud, and not just because he needed to make some noise.

They enacted their plan, taking a literal cold shower so their semis would calm down. After they had achieved flaccidity, Tom turned the crank and made it warm. They stood under the spray for as long as they could until temptation started to overtake them. He shut it off.

They stepped out and grabbed a couple of towels from the nearby shelf and hurriedly dried themselves. Putting the towels on the rack, they opened the bathroom door and strutted into the living room naked.

Amy and Kate were sitting on opposite ends of the couch again, legs crossed nonchalantly. Amy was filing her nails. The towels had returned to their end places, as well.

Kate smiled, somewhat dreamily, "Have a nice swim, boys?"

"Nothing like a cold dip to make a man feel VITAL!" Mike bellowed. "And I think you're sitting in my spot, Amy. Thanks for keeping it warm, though." Amy gave him an inscrutable look, then stood up and waved her palm at the towel she had just vacated.

"Your Majesty."

"You know what boys, Amy and I are kind of tired, we decided we'd just go to bed. We did get some lotion out for you, where did I put that..."

Amy burst out laughing. "Kate, no one in this room believes that you aren't craving a cock in your mouth this very second. Get off your ass and on your knees!" Amy herself knelt onto one of the pillows the girls had placed for themselves.

"Oh, wait a second... shots anyone?" Tom handed each person a shot and took his own. He lifted his into the air, followed by the other three. "To being in love with three people!" He downed his glass. It was quality vodka and went down smoothly for everyone. The warming glow of the liquor was soon felt in everyone's bodies.

Mike and Tom took their places, Mike on the left side of the couch, Tom on the right. Both men noticed that not only did the women keep their places warm, they kept them a little wet, too. Neither said anything.

"OK, here's how it works. You are both completely soft, yes?" She lifted Tom's dick up and let it flop onto his leg. Amy did the same.

"We will start sucking your cocks at the same time. Whichever of you comes first makes his wife the winner. The prize shall be that the other woman has to clean the winner's entire house this weekend wearing the clothing of the winner's husband's choice. And she has to do a good job, Amy..."

"I'm glad you said that because our wood floors do need a polish."

"One more rule: The women may do anything with her hands or mouth, but nothing else. This isn't a contest to see who gives the best tit job." She looked slyly at Amy.

"Oh, and guys -- you can't touch us with your hands, with one exception -- you can touch our hair to keep it out of our face and mouths, if you want. Otherwise, grip the couch cushions or whatever, but no groping. Again, not a boob contest tonight."

Tom thought the "tonight" was interesting.

Everyone ready? OK boys, slide your asses down so your cocks are easy access. Put some pillows behind you so you can stay upright. On your mark... get set... BLOW!"

Both women lifted their husband's cock and slid the head into their mouths. Amy's technique was to apply some suction to the head and then let it pop out of her mouth in an attempt to bring a sudden rush of blood into Mike's cock. It usually had immediate effect. As expected, she detected an immediate stiffening. She repeated once, then again. Mike was half stiff after the third repetition. Amy started bobbing her head on Mike's tip, then started a slow descent down his shaft. She worked up some saliva and let it out into her palm, for lubrication. She then began a steady rhythm of bobbing her head while jacking Mike off with her left hand.

Kate wasted no time getting Tom lubed up. She worked up a good bit of saliva and immediately let it drool into her open palms, then grabbed Mike's cock and coated it from base to tip. Her lips were instantly around Tom's glans and her eyes locked on his. She knew how much this drove him crazy. She used both hands to stroke his shaft while rocking back and forth on her knees to suck his head into her mouth.

The sounds of slurping increased in volume after a few seconds as the women did their best to get as much saliva on their husbands' cocks for a more intense experience.

Mike was the first to moan. "Damn, Amy." His cock was fully hard and Amy had to adjust her position slightly to stay at a good angle on it. Doing so brought her magnificent breasts into view above the edge of the couch cushions. That was not going to do Kate's chances any favors.

Tom, meanwhile, had his eyes locked on Kate's. God, she had a perfect face. She'd started close to the couch to begin with and her 36C's were wobbling in time with her strokes. She knew exactly how he liked it, since she so often did this for him -- even asking him if she could -- a request which had never been turned down. His cock was fully erect as well but Kate saved a bit of time by not having to adjust herself like Amy did. She was a cocksucking machine, and she knew it. More than that, she embraced it.

Amy continued to use the one-handed technique on Mike's shaft, and reached under him to massage his balls. Her auburn hair was flopping back and forth across her face. Mike slid his hands across the sides of her head, just above her ears, to scoop up her silky locks, bunched them up, and used his right hand to hold it out of her face.

Amy grunted her appreciation and looked up at Mike. His cock pulsed when she looked at him... she made a mental note.

Amy's tits were bouncing off Mike's thighs on each down stroke, and off each other on each upstroke. The effect was very erotic.