Dipping your toes (Lewd +1)

"We talked about it a lot...and we'd love to explore this new lifestyle with you two. We had a good discussion, even came up with some rules to make sure we don't compromise our marriage in the process..." Ada answers on your behalf, smiling at them.

Marissa claps her hands excitedly, happy to have the two of you on board. "Yes! I'm so happy, there's nobody else that Andrew and I would rather explore things with~"

Andrew chuckles, putting a hand on his wife's shoulder to temper her excitement, "And it's good that you guys had a mature talk about it too. If at any point you feel uncomfortable with what Marissa or I are doing, you can always stop us and we will 100% respect your preferences. I just want you to know this is a safe space for everyone involved to try something new without judgement."

You nod in agreement, feeling reassured.

"So...shall we move to the living room? We can stick with our own spouses first while we watch something hot, and slowly get comfortable with the idea of exposing ourselves in front of each other first, what do you think?" Marissa asks, practically bouncing on the balls of her feet. She puts on a steamy, ****-17 movie to set the mood, dimming the lights before plopping onto the love seat next to Andrew while you and Ada get comfortable on the sofa.

As the movie progresses, you all feel your arousal steadily grow - and it isn't too long before Andrew has his hands under Marissa's blouse, groping at her modest chest. Taking the cue, you lean over to run your hand down Ada's back, landing on her ass where you give it a squeeze and lean down to capture her lips, initiating an intense makeout session. Exchanging a look with Andrew, you pull your shirt off over your head to mimic him, both of you taking the lead to help the ladies feel a little more comfortable about exposing themselves.

Soon, Andrew helps Marissa out of her blouse as he kisses her, while she wiggles out of her skirt to match his intentions. She sits there in her lacy white lingerie, leaning back to let everyone gaze upon her shapely form while her husband runs his hands all over her firm, taut body. Before Ada can get cold feet, you peel her tight-fitting dress off her body as well, exposing her luscious, juicy curves to the other two. Marissa doesn't seem too surprised - probably used to seeing your wife in her undies with how often they hung out together. Andrew, however, nearly has his jaw agape at your wife's soft, slightly thick bod that seems to be straining against her red thong and bra. It was no secret that he liked fit and lean ladies like his own wife, but he seemed to be having a moment of revelation at the sight before him.

"Oh yeah, you had no idea how much of a bombshell Ada really was under those clothes, huh?" Marissa chuckles at her husband's dumbfounded expression. When he wolf-whistles, she swats his arm playfully, "Don't do that, she's gonna get shy!"

You get back to kissing and caressing your wife while watching your friends do the same, everyone growing visibly more fidgety as the room heats up. After making out with your respective spouses for a little longer, Marissa suggests taking things half a step further. "Shall we...swap places now?"

Ada nods wordlessly, standing up to switch places with her. Marissa sashays over to you, climbing onto your lap with feline-like grace and straddling your waist while facing you. "Remember when you said I was like a sister to you?" She teases, laughing as you roll your eyes in exasperation.

"That's a terrible thing to bring up at this time, you brat." You retort, shutting her up by sliding your hands down to her ass to squeeze her firm, gym-honed cheeks.

Not wanting to fall behind the two of you, your wife moves to sit next to Andrew. He taps on his lap instead, gesturing for her to sit on him. Ada swallows thickly, turning around to face away from Andrew and sitting on his lap. He lets out a loud groan as her weight settles squarely on his lap, pressing down on the tent in his pants. Ada nearly hops off his lap, a little concerned that she might be too heavy for him, especially compared to Marissa. However, Andrew wraps his arms around her waist to pull her back down and reassure her. "No, no you're not too heavy, I'm just...kind of having a sexual awakening here haha."

He begins to move his hands higher, caressing Ada's belly and making her flush red in embarrassment. He leans up to kiss at the crook of her neck and her shoulder blades, making her shudder with arousal. Strangely enough, neither you nor Marissa feel any jealousy as you watch your respective spouses get it on with each other, reinforcing that it was truly a good idea to start slow with people you were comfortable with. Rather, you feel a sense of competitiveness, leaning forward to kiss Marissa. She puts a finger to your lips, "Andrew and I have a rule that we won't kiss our partners on the lips. Keeps things strictly physical, y'know."

"That's fair, my bad," you acquiesce, instead leaning lower to kiss and lick at her toned belly, tracing the hint of her abs with your tongue. She leans back to give you better access, shuddering in pleasure.

Meanwhile, Andrew cups Ada's large breasts, groping and squeezing them through her bra. She whimpers and grinds her ass on his lap as electric pleasure shoots up her spine at the firm grasp against her tits. Her body responds eagerly, unable to differentiate between her husband and his friend as her core begins to weep, soaking the crotch of her thong.

The movie continues to play, mostly forgotten and ignored until a sex scene starts to play - spurring on all four of you to get a little bolder. Marissa bounces lightly on your lap, making your dick stiffen and strain against your pants. You smack and squeeze her bum while licking at her smaller breasts and pert little nipples through the thin lace of her bra, wetting it with your saliva.

Andrew pinches Ada's nipples through her bra, making her tilt her head back to give his mouth better access to her neck while letting out soft gasps. Not one to be outdone, she reaches down between her spread thighs while straddling his legs, and grasps at his bulge. Her soft ass grinds against his shaft, while her hands feel around for his balls, grabbing and massaging them through his pants.

"Fucking- christ, Ada chill or I'm gonna fucking bust!" Andrew tries to wriggle from under her, but to no avail. In her aroused state, your wife continues to grind against your friend and fondle his balls before he spews his load into his boxers, finally breaking Ada from her trance-like state. "O-oh..." she chews on her bottom lip, torn between arousal and shame at having enjoyed herself so much with a man who isn't her husband.

Marissa cackles uproariously, "Andrew's never been a quick shot, but I guess things got a little out of hand for him today, haha. I'm never letting him live this down!"

Andrew tilts his head back against the back of the love seat, breathing deeply as he laughs as well. "Haha, shut up...can't blame me when Ada had her fun with my balls like that..."

Ada looks between them sheepishly, "Sorry...I might've gotten carried away..."

"Nah, it's all good, don't feel bad about it. I bet Andrew enjoyed the hell out of it too..." the other woman reassures her. "Though we should probably stop here, since Ada seems to be getting shy now, and we don't wanna undo the progress we've made so far. Shall we continue some other time then?"

You nod, a little breathless as well. You're torn between feeling grateful that things ended before you too, busted your load under Marissa's ministrations - and wishing that she'd actually seen things through to the end. Still, there would be plenty of opportunities to get frisky with your friends again in the future.

Once you're all fully dressed again, you and Ada take your leave, looking pleased to end the night on a high note.