A few years ago my wife Deborah (now early 40’s, tall, athletic, 36c, wavy brown hair) and I started trying new things in our sex life. We have become avid exhibitionists, dabbled in cucking and hotwife, and she has even fooled around with other women. I remember when she finally went all the way with a female friend of ours.

We have a pretty cool friend group. Most have kids about same age. We have a rotation where one house has all the kids over so the other adults can hang out and let loose. Tonight we were at John and Nicole’s. There were a few other people there but the key person was Liz. Liz was a single mom who happens to be bi sexual. The night was winding down and it was just John and Nicole, Deborah and I and Liz hanging out in the rec room. I remember Deborah was wearing yellow yoga pants and a white t shirt. Liz was wearing shorts and a hoodie. The women were sitting at the bar and John and I were standing behind it. Well, as the conversation usual does, the topic of sex came up.

Liz said she was going through kind of a lull and she was always horny. Deborah spoke up and said that she recently fooled around with another woman a few times. Liz’s face lit up. She begged for details.

(This is all detailed in a previous story)

Deborah told everyone about the bar we were at, the music, and how the woman dirty danced with her.

Liz put on some R&B music and asked if it was kind of the same as the bar. Deborah said it was. Then she pulled Deborah out of her chair and asked her how she danced. Deborah did her best to reenact the scene. Liz and Deborah got pretty into it and the rest of us just watched. They gyrated and rubbed against each other. Their hands explored each other’s bodies. Liz pulled off her hoodie and she was just in a sports bra. Her breasts weren’t huge but they looked great. The two women were lost in the moment.

John leaned over to me.

“This is what happens now?” He asked.

“Yeah.” I said. “It’s pretty awesome.”

“Yeah it is.” He agreed.

“We will leave you guys alone. Please. Don’t be shy. Just give me details.” He slapped me on the shoulder and lead his wife away.

Liz and Deborah noticed and paused their dancing to say goodbye.

“You aren’t feeling left out are you?” Liz asked me.

“He’s not.” Deborah answered.

“I’m not.” I agreed.

“Good.” Liz said as she kissed Deborah deeply. And Deborah kissed her back.

“At the bar, we put our hands down each other’s pants.” Deborah told her.

“Wanna show me?” Liz asked her.

Deborah shook her head yes. She grabbed Liz’s hands and guided them down the back of her pants. She cupped her cheeks and squeezed, making Deborah giggle. Deborah slid her hand down the front of Liz’s shorts and found her pussy.

“She pushed her finger in, like this.” Debrah sighed.

I could see her push her hand between Liz’s legs. She gasped and pulled Deborah in for another kiss.

They made out while Liz rocked back and forth on Deborah’s finger. I moved around the bar and sat on a stool.

“How far did you go?” Liz asked her.

“Just. Fingering. I came though.” Deborah panted.

“Would you have gone further? Did you want more?” Liz asked.

“Yessssss.”

“Good. Where was Kevin this whole time?”

“He was watching from the bar. Like now.”

“He likes to watch?”

“Mmmm. Yes.” Deborah moaned.

“Good.”

Liz slid her hands from Deborah’s pants and pulled off her bra. Her tits flopped free in front of her. Liz cradled them with her hands.

“Suck them.” She demanded.

Deborah smiled and obeyed. She leaned down and kissed and sucked each nipple. After a minute or so Liz stopped her and pulled off Deborahs t shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples were rock hard. Liz leaned down and kissed and sucked each nipple. Deborah moaned in pleasure.

Liz raised her head and looked at me.

“Come on. Come watch.” She said seductively.

She pulled Deborah over to the couch and sat her down. I sat in a chair across from her. Liz knelt in front of Deborah and sucked on her nipples again. Deborah collapsed back into the couch.

Liz kissed her way down her chest and stomach. She slid her pants and panties down as she kissed. She pulled them off as Deborah giggled.

“Is this ok?” Liz asked.

“Fuck yes.” Deborah panted.

Liz leaned down and kissed her inner thighs. Deborah moaned. She kissed her above her clit. Deborah moaned more. Liz lifted her legs up and rested them on her shoulders. I watched as my wife got eaten out by a woman. My cock was rock hard. It didn’t take long for me to see the signs of Deborah’s growing orgasm. Her legs tensed. Her breath grew deep. Her moans got louder. Deborah dug her heels into Liz’s back as she humped at her face. She moaned loudly as she came.

Liz sat up and wiped her chin.

“Holy shit Liz. That was amazing.” Deborah panted.

“I’m glad you liked it.” She responded.

She stood up like she was going to leave. Deborah reached out and grabbed her hand.

“Let’s not be done.” She said.

Deborah looked up at her and slowly pulled down her shorts. She was wearing a black thong. Deborah pulled that down too. She ran her hands up Liz’s legs and around to her ass. She pulled her pussy into her face and let out a sigh. Deborah slowly licked at her wet hole.

Liz pulled her to her feet and kissed her again. She turned and sat down on the couch. Deborah knelt in front of her. Liz laid back and spread her legs. Deborah started slow and licked and kissed her pussy. Liz was moaning softly and moving her hips with Deborah’s rhythm. As she picked up her pace Liz did too. Liz was moaning loudly when she grabbed Deborah by the head and pulled her face into her pussy. Her body quivered as she came.

Liz sat up and pulled Deborah up to her and kissed her. They giggled quietly to each other and turned toward me.

I stood up and undid my pants. I had a raging hard on.

“I’m done watching.” I grunted as I stepped toward my wife….