I lay on my knees for a moment

I lay on my knees for a moment

She revealed to us two small breasts, whiter than her skin café au lait, a flat stomach in harmony with her very fine legs and her small buttocks in their wise lace panties. Larger, Christelle would have had the ideal measurements of a model of the time.

Classic and moderately prude, she had already gone far in the intimacy of this morning. I was surrounded by two women topless in the open air, and if I had no more erection for several minutes, I preferred to stay chastely lying on my stomach. The joint arrival of Pussy and Patricia was more eventful.

My wife pretended to make fun of me or reproach me with an infidelity, like “ah I take you there, to frolic naked with my girlfriends” and Patricia, between laughter and astonishment, underlined by a “ben we do not ‘Bored it looks like’! But after the exchange of kisses, my companion removed my shirt – which she also wore in a nightgown – and revealed to all that she had underneath only her panther swimsuit already rolled under his round belly.

Although their shapes and the origin of their prominence were different, Pussy’s breasts rivaled Domi’s breasts. Patricia, lifeguard of her condition, had no trouble to be also topless, keeping on her a classic white panties cotton. Sporty and slender, Patricia was on the side of small breasts; with Christelle.

The table became sexy to the possible and this time, I nervously moved my pelvis to allow my penis somehow crushed to find a little more space! Domi on the right, Christelle on the left, Pussy and Patricia in front of me, we were lying languidly in the sun and tasted in all peace Personal Jesus and Enjoy the Silence.

The arrival of Gigi finished troubling me. Fully dressed, in tank top and black jeans, brown hair and as short as Domi and Patricia-or Pussy before- she was gone to go home and wait for her julot, which was to return in 6 or 7 hours. But while she was sacrificing kisses to girlfriends and me, I could not help kneeling down so I could put my lips on hers, in the same smack “tender friendship” as with Domi.

I do not know if the sight that I suddenly offered our four guests to my wife was for something but Gigi decided she had plenty of time to enjoy the sun and the atmosphere with us. While she was taking off her shoes, t-shirt, bra and pants, I lay on my knees for a moment and could not help but admire her.

Gigi had always exercised a strong magnetism on me and if we had never been further than intimate caresses to two or with Pussy, I wanted it forever without hiding from my wife or friends. This short contemplation caused a new beginning of erection at home. But it is especially the surprise to discover that my sex and my pubis were completely smooth which caused the fixed and astonished eyes of Christelle and Patricia on my lower abdomen.

Once in panties black lace-spindle and not stingy in vision on the fleece cut in metro ticket of Gigi- this last encouraged me with an ironic smile to put me back on the stomach so as not to shock the guests. Patricia could not help but point out that she had never seen a man completely shaved, although in the pools, many shaved their bodies. “But sex,” she stressed, “is new to me.” Christelle could not believe it and confirmed that it was not ordinary.

Domi, without being adept for herself of the complete depilation, thought it necessary to specify as to remember our privileged links, that she knew me anxious to cut my pubis at least, years ago, and that I pushed the care to rid my purses and my buttocks of the slightest hair also. This presentation made Pussy smile and Gigi nodded, which excited her breasts, which were smaller than those of Pussy or Domi, but which seemed to have been created to be impaled, groped and eaten.

So, I got back on my stomach, surrounded by five delicious naked creatures and I strived to stay zen. The Depeche Mode tape was finished, but we had to replace it, but as I was drowsy, it was Pussy who took charge of putting the old “Vienna” of Ultravox. In my half-sleep, I had given up any hint of matting on the almost naked bodies of the five females around me, three of which I knew intimately.

On the other hand, I had difficulty controlling my thoughts and dreams, and flashes mingled with my perception of the present, all wrapped up in what seemed to be a smoky comeback in my mind, a sort of replica of the many firecrackers that had been swallowed the night before.

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