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"Fucking hell, Ian, you should have picked scissors! Scissors always wins!" Rachel huffed.

My failure to throw scissors landed us on the pullout.

All the ladies, minus Rachel, retired to the bathroom to get ready for the coming night. Jake, Simon, Rachel and I stripped to our skivvies. Rachel and I plopped onto the couch above Jake and Miguel. The petite lesbian was back to her panties and thin undershirt. Simon hopped in the bed, and all eyes fixed on the bathroom door in nervous anticipation.

Five minutes later, Corrine emerged, wearing sheer, red panties and a matching bra that tied around her neck, letting her amble bosom bounce with every step. All jaws were on the floor. She explained, "While we were shopping for dresses, we decided to splurge on a special surprise for our dates. Of course, we didn't know we'd have an audience. But hey, we're all friends, right?"

She bent down to kiss Jake, giving Rachel and I full view of her barely covered bum. Corrine snuggled next to dumbstruck Jake, who muttered, "fuck me." She kissed him on the neck.

Next out was Amy, wearing an uncharacteristically feminine, virginal, white, satin basque. The garment supported her sizable breasts, but stomped just above her toned stomach. When she laid next to Miguel on the floor, we got a peek at her frilly panties.

At this point, my cock was absolutely rigid. I looked over at Rachel, whose glazed eyes revealed only that she was horny as hell. Right in front of us, {Corinne} was still macking on Jake. Rachel slowly leaned back until she was reclining on my lap, pressing her small body against me.

I reached a hand to Rachel's bare thigh, expecting some resistance. Instead, without looking at me, she guided my hand up to her breast, and I started massaging it for her. My hips shifted against her back.

Stephanie and Elizabeth came out together, best friends in contrasting garments. Stephanie matched her undies to her dress. Fairy tale blue lace, a matching bra and panty set, with thigh-high stockings and garter belts. A faux-pearl necklace completed the innocence of her outfit.

Next to her, Elizabeth's black silk baby doll told a different kind of story. Under the sheer fabric, only a black g-string gave her any coverage. The bare skin was daring, confident, even if her pose revealed how exposed she felt. The thin straps of the bow holding the garment on her chest promised that a single tug would leave her breasts fully exposed.

Both women walked in step to the bed, laying on either side of Simon. "Lucky son of a bitch," Rachel muttered. Her hand was in her panties now. No one noticed or cared, and Rachel made no attempt to hide her masturbation. Both women pet Simon's chest. Elizabeth looked on as Simon pulled her best friend into a deep kiss.

Talia was out last. She'd opted for a thin, satin teddy. The shiny garment clung to her perky breasts and prominent rear. She ran her bare, toned arms up through her dark hair, and let her hardened nipples show through the fabric. Talia had plenty to be proud of, and she knew it. Rachel let out a pleased whistle, and crooked a finger on her free hand enticingly.

The exotic bombshell laid down on top of us, sandwiching Rachel between us. My cock sprang out of my boxers and made contact with the lesbian's hot, smooth skin. Talia joined me in massaging her girlfriend's tits while she kissed her deeply. I pinched the nipple through her undershirt, eliciting a moan into Talia's mouth.

The lights weren't off yet, and the straps of Talia's teddy were already off her bare shoulders. Rachel wanted access to her girlfriend's rack and she wasn't patient about it.

I stretched behind me to flip off the lights. "Good night everybody!"