Foreplay to get comfortable

Ross makes sure we have plenty of ****. We’ll have the ready excuse that we were so drunk last night, how did we do that? Even though no one will ever find out about this night. No way we’ll tell Joey and Phoebe.

Rachel’s kisses are so sweet and comfortable. They quickly bring back the feelings I had for her that night at the farmhouse. Monica has to work more with Ross, and is making an effort to be fun and flirty. Luckily she is good at that, and he is easily resting his hand on her big ass.

Rachel eggs them on, “C'mon we can’t be the only ones kissing. Y’all need to smooch too!”

Ross dramatically tilts my wife back and kisses her. She lifts her leg, and her grips her thick thigh. After Ross set her back up, Monica fans herself. “Oh my. I haven’t ever been dipped like that.”

Ross shrugs, “I’m a bit bigger and stronger than Chandler. Make sure to take advantage of that if there’s anything you wanna try.”

“Ooo I’ll think about that,” Monica says, then looks between me and Ross, “You guys should kiss now.”

My wife is forcing the conflict for her own amusement.

“What!?” Rachel laughs in shock.

Ross’s cheeks flush bright red. I guess he’s not open with his wife about previous sexual promiscuity. He says, “Real funny Monica.” Staring her down, like she just gave up his secret and she needs to backtrack.

Monica plays like she was joking, “It’s cool if you don’t want to. I was just hoping I could kiss the woman who’s been kissing my husband.”

Rachel laughs, “You can kiss me. No need to make the men feel uncomfortable about it.”

Monica walks over, and combs Rachel’s wavy light hair back. Their lips meet in a sensual kiss. When they part my wife winks at me. “That’s how it’s done.”

“I can do better,” I say. I slip Rachel off my lap, and I stand up off the barstool. I grab her narrow waist and lift her up and set her on the bar. She immediately wraps her arms around me, and we make out. My shirt comes off. Her shirt comes off. I decide to take her shorts off, and rest her long gorgeous legs on my shoulders.

I kiss down her toned thighs to her perfectly manicured pussy. I groan, “Even your pussy is fucking gorgeous,” before I bury my face in her.

She leans back on the bar as I eat her out standing up. Her pussy tastes even better than before. I lap at her.

But while I am busy between Rachel’s legs, my hand is pulled away from her thigh. It’s pulled down to my left. I feel something warm and soft. I grip it: Joey’s cock. My wife has led my hand to his dick so I can stroke him as she sucks. I don’t know if it’s my hand or my wife’s mouth but his long dick rises into concrete in my grip. Monica sucks down to my stroking hand.

Monica stands up and taps me to stop. She announces that she has an idea. “Rachel lay down on the bar. We’re about to get wild.”

Rachel is hesitant but she lays supine on the bar, wondering what is about to happen. My wife uses my shoulder as support as she climbs onto the top. Her thick thighs straddle Rachel’s face. She says, “How about we give the guys a show? I’m sure they’ll love it.”

Ross encourages them, “Hell yeah that’s so hot.” What he is really excited about is that his wife’s view is now completely obscured.

Monica winks at us then leans forward to pleasure Rachel.

Ross whispers softly in my ear, “Your wife is the best. Now it’s time to make up for my indiscretion ten years ago.”

My bro for the last 15 years squats down in front of me. He unzips my fly, reaches into the opening and pulls out my hard cock through the fabric. He looks up at me at he licks up my shaft. His lips close around my cock, and his eyes close as he concentrates. He sucks me down until I feel the back of his throat. He pulls his mouth and gasps, “You’re so fucking thick,” as he strokes my cock with my hand.

While our wives 69 on the bar top, my best friend vigorously tries to fit my entire cock in his mouth. I can’t ignore how good it feels. I stifle a groan and place a hand on the top of his head. He slurps up my cock, and licks his spit off my shaft. He grips and strokes me. He stands up, and pulls out his own hard cock. He presses our cocks together, stepping forward to me. I’m pinned to the bar.

He’s about to kiss me.

My wife saves me.

She calls out, “I think we’re both warmed up. Get those hard dicks in us.”

Ross hand squeezes my cock, he whispers in my ear, “Once our wives are taken care of, we’re gonna have A LOT more fun.”