"Woah, I think your dress maybe about to fall!" Tom, my hubby, looked a little concerned, pointing to the top of my dress. I looked down and could see my plunging halterneck dress was looser than it should of been, the material falling away a little from my chest, and from my angle at least revealing my nipples.

"Blast!" I replied as I quickly slipped my hands under my long dark hair behind my neck, feeling for the clasp. I could feel the clasp still in place, but one side seemed to be barely attached to the fabric.

I quickly clamped an arm across my chest to stop my wardrobe malfunction completely exposing my modest 32a's to to roomful of people. Of all places this had to happen at my friend's sauve house warming party! 5 couples plus the hosts, who were long time friends.

"Hey, everything ok Laura?" Caroline, the host had appeared.

"Actually, no! This second hand dress I brought off Depop is trying trying to sabotage my evening! The clasp has given up the ghost."

"Let me have a look," Caroline replied. She was bit of an amateur seamstress. "Let's go upstairs." She placed an arm around my shoulders and guided me to the hall and the stairs. "In here, the spare room. My sewing kit is here."

Caroline guided me up to a full length mirror, and stood behind me. "Let's have a look then." I let go of my dress and used both hands to scoop my long hair to the side and over my shoulder. I felt her fingertips delicately fiddling with the clasp behind my neck, tickling my skin.

Suddenly the two halves of my halterneck dropped, and hung at my waist, exposing my whole torso. I hadn't been expecting that and just stood there, looking at myself topless in the mirror.

"Yeah, I'm gonna have to re-stuch that clasp, shouldn't take too long." I took my eyes off my own figure, meeting Caroline's eyes in the mirror. She stood a couple of inches taller, looking down over my shoulder. I watched her eyes drop to my breasts, and then my waist in the mirror, before she said, "It's so unfair, you had a baby a few years ago, yet look how trim and pert you are!"

I blushed, and thanked her, "Guess I have good genes?" It seemed churlish to cover myself up now, after Caroline had seen everything, and complimented me.

I felt her hands, that had been at the back of my neck lightly trail down my shoulder blades, across my skin and start to follow the bottom of my ribcage around my sides. I watched in the mirror as her fingers traced their way around my front. Caroline's eyes were watching her fingers too, as they followed the slight lines of my feint abs down, then back up around my navel. I was frozen, but enjoying every second of her delicate touch. I could feel Caroline's breathe on my neck.

This was turning me on. I could feel the heat building in me. Caroline had paused, her hands either side, just below my breasts, fingertips on the line of my ribcage again. "May I?" She asked tenderly, looking into my eyes in the mirror. I just nodded. Her fingers traced the underside of my breasts, before cupping each perfectly in her hands, gently caressing my flesh, rolling my hard nipples between thumb and forefinger, and gently tugging.

"They are just beautiful," she purred in my ear. That sent a wave through my pussy, I could feel myself getting wet.

"Sorry, you dress!" Caroline suddenly snapped, as if she had been in a trance. I felt a mix of disappointment but relief as her hands left me. She quickly stepped across the room, opening a drawer and pulling out her sewing kit. She then returned, pulling up a stall beside me and sitting on it. "Here, turn to me," she instructed, and I half turned to her. She took the loose halterneck sections from where they were hanging and laid them on her lap. "Yes, this won't take too long," she said as she grabbed a needle and thread. She looked up to me, my breasts pretty much in her face. Her eyes drifted to my nipples, still hard, and aching to be touched again.

Caroline seemed to shake herself out of it again, and got busy with her needle. But every once in a while her eyes levelled on my breasts again. This was driving me a little crazy!

"Done!" Caroline says after what feels like hours, but was probably 5 minutes. She's looking me in the eyes. "Sorry... I've never... Can I?..." Her eyes drift back to my breasts.

I just nodded and say, "Yeah."

Caroline's face was only inches from my perky nipples. She leant in slowly, and took one in her soft wet warm mouth. It felt so different somehow from when Tom sucks them. Her mouth was like velvet, soft smooth and luxurious, the sensations on my sensitive nipples were devine! I placed a hand tenderly around her head, holding her to me as her lips and tongue explored my modest pert breast. Caroline cupped and caressed my other breast as she continued to devour my hard nipples in her mouth.My arousal was building between my legs, I was sure I could feel a trickle of my juices making it's way down my thigh.

Just then the door to the room burst in, and in walked Dan, Caroline's husband. We both froze, as did Dan! He could see everything from where he stood. "Fuuuuckkkkk...." Was all he could say!

Caroline beckoned him over, taking my nipple out of her mouth briefly. "Watch us." She told him, before caressing my breast wet with her saliva, and then taking my nipple between her teeth playfully. Dan just stood there, wide eyed, watching us. Caroline reached out, and somehow unbuckled his belt and flies one handed, and took his already hard cock out his boxers, and slowly started to stroke it. This was one of the most erotic situations I had been in!

Caroline pulled Dan in closer, and started alternating between licking and sucking my nipple, and Dan's cock. We were all so close that Dan's cock occasionally rubbed up against my wet breast, Caroline still slowly stroking him. "Laura has another breast, grope it!" She told him. Dan didn't hesitate, and moments later he was roughly feeling me up while Caroline tenderly worked my other breast.

I have always found my nipples to be sensitive, and with this much attention they were driving me close to an orgasm. Dan too was begining to make groaning noises, and his cock was leaking pre-cum and over Caroline's hand and my breast. I was so lost in the moment, I only just noticed Caroline had her spare hand up her dress, presumably fingering herself.

Then it all happened. With the expert knowledge of bringing your husband off a thousand times before, Caroline released my nipple from her mouth and pulled away just as Dan started to erupt cum all over my breasts. He pumped out several ropes as his legs started to buckle. Caroline made sure she milked every last drop out of him before rubbing his sensitive head against my breasts and nipples. This was the final straw for me, as I came noisily from all the stimulation, topped off with Dan's hot thick cum over my breasts, slowly sliding it's way down my torso. I could see Caroline intensifying her fingering under her dress, as her husband plastered her friends petite figure, and then she came too.

We all collapsed onto a nearby spare bed, me in the middle, exhausted. Caroline started first, giggling. It had but a crazy, intense, absurd, erotic situations. I started giggling too as I looked down at my chest, still coated in Dan's cum. Dan just laid there, beaming wide at the ceiling, not believing what had just happened. Caroline started tracing her fingertips through her husband's cum on my torso, circling my nipples, down my sternum, over my tummy, to my navel where a puddle had gathered.

"Right!" She said, "We better get you cleaned up and return to the party before the others wonder where we are!" She rolled over onto her side, and started to lick me clean. "Dan's cum really tastes good, you should try some," she added between licks, offering up her cum soaked finger to my mouth. I seductively took her finger into my mouth... I had to agree, his cum did taste good!