My girlfriend and her current lover, Kathy, went out for a girl’s night. They had been fucking for a couple of month by then. Usually I was included, but sometimes they needed to hang out with their other female friends. They hadn’t told anyone else about their relationship. My girlfriend, Anne, was pretty shy about letting part of her life be public.

When Kathy dropped my girlfriend off, Anne was very drunk and they were very giggly. Kathy gave Anne a very deep kiss goodnight, then sent her my way with a pat on the ass. Kathy smirked at me, then took off. I asked Anne what had happened and she pulled me into the bedroom. She pulled my pants off and stroked me while she told me the story.

She told me that the night had been dark. Not merely dark as in the absence of light but in mood and substance, so that everything had been cast into sensual shadow. It had been the two of them and third woman, Enid. They sat around drinking wine and chatting. The stereo was on and flipped through playlists had been a big part of the night. Most of the lighting came from candles. Enid had been playing with a deck of cards and shuffled them restlessly between her fingers.

The conversation shifted to the cards, to the topic of strip poker and youthful indiscretions. Anne told them that she’d given her first blowjob after a game of strip poker. Flashing a mischievous smile, Enid declared that a game of strip poker was in order. They all smiled and refilled their wine before the game began. The game passed slowly, with much giggling and quick flashy displays followed by reticence. The point wasn’t really to be sexual, just to goof around. But the conversation, already uninhibited, became pretty unbridled.

Kathy played the worst and was soon down to her panties. She sat unselfconsciously on the hardwood floor, legs curled beneath her, breasts held high. Along with her panties she was still wearing a knee high pair of slinky leather boots. Anne played almost as badly and sat in a chair near the fireplace, her arms folded somewhat self-consciously across her chest. Enid sat across the room, a smile pile of clothes growing beside her. She too was in her panties, but still has on a blouse. A hand was dealt and Kathy lost again, stripping her underwear from her body with a casualness that conveyed absolute comfort with her trim shape. As she settled back to the ground and another hand was dealt she looked up at Enid with a curious look.

"So what happens if I lose?" She asked. Enid grinned and ran her eyes over Kathy’s body.

"I guess you’re mine to command." She said. She grinned even wider as Kathy feigned distress.

The hand was played and Kathy lost a final time. She peeled off her leather boots, letting them slide down her calves with excruciating sensuousness, pointing her toes sharply and letting the leather caress her feet before tossing the boots on to the piles at Enid’s side. She lay back and grinned provocatively. Kathy was short and fit and very curvy. Her nipples swelled beneath the gaze of the other women.

"Well?" She said archly, only too aware of her had nipples. Enid smiled and, imitating the voice of a well-heeled fashion photographer, snapped out.

"Pose for me. Show us what you've got darling." She drew out the last word in a long drawl. Kathy reacted quickly, almost too quickly, as if trying to cover up embarrassment.

She flung her body into a classic pin up girl pose. She leaned back on her elbows and threw her head back, stretching her body taut. Her ass pressed into the floor, legs curled around, and breasts pointing at the ceiling. In the flickering light of the candles she was the image of seduction.

An idea struck Anne and she rose to change the playlist. Madonna suddenly blared out.

"Strike a pose"

Kathy rose and moved in time to the music. The girl’s shouted out suggestions and Kathy lost herself in the moment, leaning back against the wall coyly one moment, offering her breasts forward with both hands the next. She kept dancing around as the song ended. Her body began to glisten with sweat and her movements became more feverish. Eventually Ray of Light came on and she danced to that as well.

When the song ended Kathy dropped to the couch like a puppet with its string cut, exhausted. One leg fell to the ground while the other stayed raised against the arm of the couch, exposing her pussy to the gaze of her friends for the first time. Anne put on a gentler playlist. Kathy’s chest heaved as she came down from her exertion. Slowly her hand began to roam her sweat slick body. She began at her abdomen, caressing the smooth flesh of her belly in easy circles. Eventually she moved to her chest, then her pale shoulders.

The other women were riveted. Kathy’s hands began to drift down, below her stomach. Her hand moved in slow circles, almost brushing the sensitive skin of her pussy, then with a sigh brushing past to her upper thigh. Both Enid and Anne sighed in the tense air.

"Do it" Anne whispered softly. "Fuck yourself." It is so soft it was almost a prayer. Katheryn reacted instantly, as if she’d been waiting for it. She plunged two fingers deep into her moist pussy. She withdrew and showed the moisture on her fingers to the watching eyes of her friends.

She shuddered and drove her fingers deep again, thrusting her hips up against her palms. She seemed to lose control and began to buck wildly beneath her hand. She thrust deep and drew a ragged breath again and again until she was softly moaning. She quickly brought herself to orgasm and shook with ecstasy before the watching eyes of her closest friends. The sound of her breathless gasps filled the room and her chest heaved as she slowly came down from her peak. It was a long moment before she recovered. Slowly she becomes aware of her surroundings once more. She pulled a little blanket off the back of the couch and tried to cover her body and embarrassment.

“Sorry.” She said, her voice raw, little more than a whisper. “I got a little carried away.”

“Don't apologize.” Anne answered, voice almost as husky. “It was beautiful. It's not like neither of us have done that before, or thought about doing it in front of someone.”

The room fell quiet again but only for a moment. Smiling devilishly, Enid turned to Anne.

“Your turn.” She said brightly, as if still discussing a game of cards. Anne demurred shyly but felt an erotic twist at the thought. “Come on. Don't make Kathy feel all alone.”

She slowly slid her hand up Anne's leg. Anne shuddered beneath the gentle caress and didn’t resist when she felt Enid's fingers closed around her panties and slowly draw them down her leg.

Looking Kathy in the eyes Anne gave in. At first she tried to mimic Kathy’s display. Moving slowly, striking poses to the memory of the music that had faded. She cupped her breasts as if offering them for her friend’s approval. She caressed her shoulders and her arms then returned to her breasts and touched her nipples. Instantly they were rock hard. Anne's blood was boiling and she couldn’t maintain the slow pace. Her hands moved quickly lower along her body. Her hand passed down to her pubic hair, shaves, as always, in a single line .Anne's gaze began to wander between her two friends. Their attention was focused on the movements of her hand.

Her hips thrust upward and her fingers slide into dampness. She gasped as her fingers brushed her clitoris. Never before had every ridge and fold of flesh been so sensitive. Never before so delicate. She wanted to pause and explore, to open herself to the lustful gaze of her friends. But she was too aroused to wait. She knit her fingers together in one thick point, the first and second supported by a third, and then, in imitation of Kathy, she thrust hard.

Her finger slid in easily. The sound filled the room. Heat and the pulse of her heart played against her fingers. She pulled her fingers out slowly, trying to steady her ragged breathing, then thrust deep again. Her body began to twist and thrust as waves of pleasure washed through her. Sharp, shrill cries escaped her lips. A crescendo of pleasure threatened to crash over her and she struggled to gain control, not wanting the thrill of her actions to end so soon.

She slowed the rhythm of her fingers and moved her legs wider apart, allowing her friends to see her more fully. She wanted to draw out the eroticism of her vulnerable exposure. To prostate herself before the secret desires of the women who watched. But the hunger in their eyes was too much. The tidal wave broke and washed over her. She cried out as she came against her fingers.

When she returned to herself she noticed the slight smile creeping across Enid's face and she blushed a deep crimson. She lay spread eagle and enjoyed the erotic afterglow as her friend's eyes wandered her flesh. Enid had moved closer in the silence following Anne's last shout and she reached out to touch my girlfriend. Her hand was gentle and soothing, a friendly caress. She played with the soft skin between Anne's toes and ran her hand along the sharp arch of Anne's feet. Slowly her hand ran up the knife edge of Anne’s shin, bringing warmth with it as it rose. Enid's hand rested briefly on Anne's knee then descended to her foot once more.

The room was silent and Kathy watched intently from her comfortable perch on the couch. Enid ran her hand up Anne shin once more, moving slower than ever. Always she wore a quiet mischievous grin. Her hand stopped atop Anne's knee then excruciatingly slowly began to trail down her thigh. Her fingers brought tension and the thrill of unexpected butterflies and Anne was herself absolutely motionless beneath the ministering of her friend. Enid's soft hand slid ever closer to Anne’s pussy.

“You've been naughty.” She said delightedly. “Tell me has your husband seen something like that before?”

“Only a few times.” Anne responded through clenched teeth she struggled not to thrust upward towards Enid.

“Really?” Enid said idly. “What hasn't he seen then?” Her eyebrow raised. With one smooth motion she slid her fingers the final distance to Anne’s pussy. The waves of orgasms that had begun to recede fluttered once more. The mischievous grin on Enid’s face only grew as she felt the movement beneath her.

Despite the frantic movements beneath her hand. Enid took her time. Enid slowly slid her finger up Anne's slit, gathering beads of moisture and spreading them into the pink skin. Her travels ended at the rock hard button of Anne's clitoris and slowly, ever so slowly, she began to trace teasing circles around that sensitive spot.

Anne tried to lay still, to not appear too eager but when Enid's fingers touched that center Anne couldn’t help but give a shout of pleasure and thrust. Enid let her fingers enter Anne’s soaking pussy. Again Anne thrust but Enid firmly placed a hand on Anne's abdomen, stifling the object of her attention. At first Enid's fingers scarcely entered, as if afraid of what they might do. She pushed her index finger into the first knuckle, feeling pulsing wet heat.

She withdrew almost as swiftly as she entered and devoted her attention to Anne's outer lips for a long moment before being irresistibly drawn back. Anne closed her eyes as Enid penetrated her once more, deeper, more confidently this time.

Anne heard a rustling sound and she looked up to see Kathy move from the couch. She sat at Anne's hips so that their bare flesh touched. Hip to hip. An electric thrill jolted through them both. Kathy placed her hand on Anne's belly. Kathy’s hand was cool above while Enid's was fire below. Enid become hard, more commanding as Kathy’s hands begin to wonder. Her hands moved to Anne's breasts and caressed them softly while teasing her nipples.

Then, with a suddenness that left Anne breathless Kathy slid her hand down Anne's body, met Enid's and penetrated into Anne's vagina. Anne screamed aloud in ecstasy as she was erotically impaled on the fingers of both her friends. Together their fingers filled her completely and she looked up to see them both smiling down upon her. Kathy leaned forward and as her fingers continued to thrust she gently took Anne's nipple into her moist mouth. Kathy sucked to the same rhythm that she moved her hand. Anne’s hand went to Kathy’s head and held her against her breast. Slowly Kathy began to move.

She gently kissed the soft underside of Anne's breast, the rise of her ribs. Her lips grazed Anne's short pubic hair and softly slid towards her slit. The thrusting fingers pulled out, leaving an aching void. The smell of Anne's pussy filled the air. Kathy licked her tongue over Anne's engorged clitoris. Anne gasped and flung out her arms to brace herself against the delicious sensations.

Craving more Kathy moved so that she straddled Anne's face. Anne looked up into Kathy's pink pussy. She grasped Kathy’s hips and pulled her down on her face. Kathy gasped as Anne's lips touched her pussy then she renewed the frantic motion of her own tongue. Anne peered between Kathy’s legs and saw Enid watching her friends fuck.

It was too much.

The wave crashed. Screaming one long shout Anne came in a flood of ecstasy. Anne continued to suck, wanting to give back something for all she has received. Soon Kathy ground down against Anne’s face and a flood of musk and moisture filled Anne's mouth with a delicious and strong taste. Kathy rolled to her side and lay gasping for air.

“Has your husband seen anything like that?” Enid asked.

“Only a few times.” Anne replied and laughed.

The Chronology of Anne