Admit I’ve been staring

I purposely stare at her big cleavage, then look up at her face, and say, “Sorry were you saying something? I got a little distracted.”

The group laughs. Ross stands up and refills everyone’s cup. He says, “It’s alright if you guys check out my wife’s big boobs. They’re all mine.”

Phoebe says, “I’ll agree with the guys, Rachel it’s so hard not too look at your boobs. Are they real?”

Rachel acts offended, “Why wouldn’t they be real?”

“Because you’re a twig, and you have huge boobs,” says Monica.

“It’s just good genes. My sisters have big boobs as well. They’re real. If you don’t believe me, you can come feel me up,”Rachel offers. She takes another drink as she waits.

Both Phoebe and Monica get up and walk around the fire. Each cup a big boob in a hand. They lift, and squeeze and massage. Phoebe takes some extra time, massaging the boob and says, “I knew they were real. I just wanted to feel them.” Rachel slaps at her, and she runs giggling away.

As she sits back down, Phoebe looks at me and asks, “Do you think my boobs are real?” She puffs her chest out at me. “You can feel them if you’d like.”

I glance over at Monica. Her face is flush from the ****. She smiles and gives me a wink. I turn back to Phoebe and reach up and cup her tit. There is nothing between her shirt and her soft flesh beneath. I massage her soft boob, and my thumbs rubs at the center to find her nipple. It finds the soft nub, but also some hard spheres on either side.

I dumbly ask, “What’s up with your nipple?”

Phoebe responds, “That’s my nipple piercing you goof.”

“What’s the verdict,” Ross asks.

“They’re definitely real. And bigger than I expected. More than a handful,” I reply.

“My wife has some sneaky big tits,” Joey says. “But your wives still have her beat in that department.”

Monica stands up and finishes her drink. She says, “I don’t know about you guys but all this talk has gotten me so horny. Chandler you should go to the house and get ready. I’ll clean up out here.”

Rachel says, “That sounds like a good plan. Go get cleaned up so we can do some dirty things, Ross. I’ll help you pick up out here, Monica.”

Ross and I finish our drinks and head back to the house. Joey sprints up to join us. He says, “I can’t believe how horny your wives have gotten. This is normal behavior for Phoebe, but seeing Rachel getting her big tits felt up. I almost popped a boner.”

“They’re definitely in a mood tonight,” I say. “I’m not complaining. I’m so ready to fuck. As you guys heard, it’s been about a month.”

Ross pats me on the back and says, “You better make her scream, bro. I want to hear her orgasms through the wall.”

“Same to you, man,” I say. “Make those tits bounce tonight.”

We all high five, and then split up to get ready for the night. Ross hops in the shower. I brush my teeth, and Joey makes himself a snack saying he needs to load up on carbs.

I wait in my room on the bed. I sit in my underwear waiting for Monica. How long can it take to clean up? I close my eyes for a minute to rest. I fall asleep.

The opening of the door wakes me up. The lights are flicked off. The patter of feet on the floor. The tilt of the mattress as someone crawls into bed with me. A hand on my waist. It slides down and rubs my cock through my underwear.

A sensual sigh, “Mmm that’s what I want.”

I turn to face whoever is in bed with me.