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  John said something about moving her. She was writhing like crazy and he wanted to get her on her hands and knees. He said maybe one of the other ladies could get in front of her then, or maybe one of the other husbands. I felt my husband Bill come in a second before and thought that he would jump at the opportunity.

  I wasn’t thinking that what we were doing was wrong. I wasn’t thinking that because she was squirming all over the place as we touched her and I had already watched her have an orgasm. I knew none of the others in the room were thinking about it either, because most of them were touching her now.

  I thought about Tiffany’s dickhead husband. I wondered what he was doing now on his business trip. For all she knew he was in a hotel room somewhere with a hooker. But none of that mattered as I reached out to touch her young, married pussy…

  Chapter 1

  “Who’s all going to be there?” Bill was asking me.

  We had been invited to a party by a couple of friends of ours in the neighborhood. There were a few couples that we were friendly with and traded off parties several times a year. I had been looking especially forward to this one because Carol was hosting it and she could be wild.

  “Well, Carol and Phil of course, and I know John and Gina will be there” I told my husband. He was not as big as me on the local social scene so I knew he was grimacing inside.

  “Are they going to be there?” he asked.

  He didn’t need to explain who “they” were. We both knew who he was talking about. Phil and Carol lived next to Robert and Tiffany, so we saw them often during the course of the year. Everyone else in our little social circle I loved to death, but Robert was an asshole. He had a job in high finance and made it a point to go out of his way and routinely tell us how much money he just made on a deal, or how much his new Mercedes cost.

  Phil relied on Robert to an extent for some financial dealings so he was just one of those assholes you needed to grin and bear. But I knew my husband wanted no part in being around him. Last time we were at a party with the two of them I thought my husband would end up kicking his ass.

  “No” I told Bill, “They won’t be there. Robert is apparently in California or Europe or god knows where closing some big deal, so Tiffany is alone. I told Carol she should invite her anyway.”

  “Oh” Bill said, and I could detect that octave in his voice that only a wife can hear. I knew that he wouldn’t be against the idea of Tiffany being there.

  As much as Robert was the most hated of the husbands, most of the wives tended to grind their teeth because of Tiffany. She was Robert’s twenty something trophy wife and was as dumb as a bag of hammers. Apparently god felt bad for not giving her a brain though because she was gifted with a body that is usually only seen in the pages of lingerie advertisements. The few times I had spoken to her she was so enamored of her asshole husband that it had made me want to wretch.

  “And she said she wanted to come?” Bill asked as a follow up, trying to casually mask his interest in my answer.

  “Yeah, she’ll be there. I mean, I thought it would be a nice gesture, I’m sure she’s lonely with that ass of a husband of hers being out of town. And who knows, maybe when he’s not around she’s almost tolerable” I said.

  He nodded and walked away. I knew what he was probably thinking. I saw the way the other husbands had looked at Tiffany when we saw the two of them at a picnic over the summer. She had been wearing one of her little short-short outfits with a halter top. Honestly it made me want to touch her myself - I couldn’t imagine what the husbands would be thinking. So needless to say I was curious to see how she was by herself at the party.

  Chapter 2

  It was Saturday night and Carol’s party was in full swing. I was feeling no pain because the liquor was flowing early and often, as I knew it would. I was also horny as shit, which also usually happens when I drink. But it was more than that – it was an adult party and there were pheromones in the air.

  We had agreed at the onset that no children be present so we had them all taken care of at sleepovers for the night. I had made sure to dress provocatively for a couple of reasons. First I knew that Bill and I would be doing some serious fucking later that night. But I also knew that Carol and Gina tended to dress a little slutty when the three of us got together, and I was not going to get outdone.

  True to form, Carol and Gina were each wearing low cut tops and showing off plenty of tit for the husbands. Gina had even gone the extra mile and was wearing a leather mini skirt that I had never seen before. All in all it was a good time and I knew it was an atmosphere that would lead to some serious sex with Bill later. And for once, I even found myself tolerating Tiffany for a change.

  She had not anticipated that the women would be letting their hair down like they did, and for her that was a good thing. If she had shown up in a halter top and pumps we would have strung her up by the heels. As it happened she arrived wearing a tasteful tight silk blouse that hugged her young body perfectly. Even with all the skin the wives were showing it was obvious that the men were still looking at Tiffany.

  I kept feeding Tiffany drinks and could see her getting increasingly drunk as the evening wore on. She loosened up considerably and started telling us things that I’m sure would have had her husband flipping. I couldn’t help admiring her firm little body as I stood close to her and we talked. It was then that I had the idea.

  “We should play a game” I said. “Who’s up for a little drinking Truth or Dare?”

  Chapter 3

  Bill looked at me like he knew I was up to something. I shrugged him off and Carol seized on the idea.

  “That’s a great idea” she said, and we circled around her living room table.

  I made up the rules. I suggested the “spin the bottle” approach. I started by spinning an empty bottle in the middle, and whoever it landed on needed to choose Truth or Dare. After they completed their task, they took a shot of Tequila and then took their turn.

  It started tame enough, as games like that usually do. I started and the bottle landed on Gina. She chose “Truth” and I asked her if she had ever shaved her pussy.

  “Of course I have” she blurted out as we all started laughing. It turned into a chorus of the wives confirming they had all shaved themselves at one point or another – except for Tiffany. Everyone looked at her after all the wives and made their confessions, and she looked at the group and blushed.

  “I’ve just never done it before – Robert won’t let me” she said.

  We all had a laugh and moved on from her embarrassment – and I made a mental note. And of course every question and dare after that was related to sex.

  “How many guys have you slept with”

  “Have you ever done anal?”

  “Show the group your panties”

  “Have you ever paid for sex?”

  Things started to get dicey the more people drank. At one point Gina spun the bottle and it landed on me. When I chose “Dare” she said I needed to take my husband’s cock in my mouth for a full minute right there in the circle. Luckily he was seated at the table, which made it easy for me.

  Everyone laughed as I got under the table. I unzipped him and pulled out his cock, which had already started to grow.

  “Start timing” I said as I lowered my mouth on him and felt his cock twitch in my mouth. I could hear them whooping as I sucked him for that minute.

  “Time” Phil announced.

  I came up from under the table to a round of clapping. It was obvious the game was going in an interesting direction. And the entire time I was watching Tiffany. She was obviously getting drunk. And she was also obviously enjoying herself. I could see her tight silk blouse clinging to her body and could just make out the edge of her nipples. I reached for the bottle to make it spin and practically willed it to land on her.

  I gave it a spin and watched it as it slowed. I knew it was going to land on her when it started its last revolution. It slowly ticked by each of
us like a roulette wheel as the bottle neck went further. I was thrilled when it stopped and she was looking at me from the other side of the bottle.

  She surprised me when she spoke. She weaved a bit and when the words came out there was just the hint of a slur.

  “I’ll do the dare this time” she said, and she got a round of oohs and aahs from the crowd.

  I had already known what I wanted her to do. I had known it since soon after the game had begun. But I needed to be careful not to blurt it out. Even in my own buzzed head I knew I needed to look like I had just thought it up.

  I gave myself the appropriate amount of head scratching before I straightened up and told her what I wanted her to do.

  “You need to let us shave you” I told her, and for a moment the room was dead quiet.

  Chapter 4

  “Huh?” Tiffany asked in her dunk haze.

  Gina took my lead and ran with it.

  “Oh absolutely honey, you need to do the dare” she said as she stood up. “Besides, you’ve said it’s something you’ve always wanted to do. Your hubby will love it, I promise”.

  “Really?” Tiffany asked as Gina got closer.

  “Absolutely” Carol said, and I turned to see that she had stood up as well. “Come upstairs sweety, and we can do it for you.”

  I watched the confused look on Tiffany’s perplexed face as she contemplated what they were suggesting. We were three older wives all telling her we had shaved ourselves and it was the right thing to do. I could see her expression change as she decided that we were right and she was going to do it.

  “Yeah, ok” she said. “You guys are right, I guess it would be a nice surprise for Robert.”

  I watched her as she rose unsteadily and Carol and Gina each took an arm and led her upstairs. I looked at each of the men with their jaws dropped as they watched their wives leading the younger girl upstairs. I shrugged my shoulders and then hurried up the stairs after them.

  Carol had already led her into her master bedroom. She had a big house so her bedroom had an adjoining bathroom that was large enough to have a whirlpool tub in it in addition to a changing area. Tiffany sat demurely on the edge of the tub while Gina propped her hands on her hips and looked at her.

  “We have to get those pants off of you honey” Gina said to her.

  Tiffany looked up at her shyly and I could see the hesitation in her face. I also knew that without her jackass of a husband there she was probably going to do whatever we told her to. She started to stand up and Carol immediately helped her while Gina’s hands went to her waist. She fumbled with her pants but got them unbuttoned and then she started to work on the zipper.

  I watched as Gina tugged her pants off and Carol started to run the water. Gina helped her pull her panties off and sat her on the edge of the tub. I could see that she had a beautiful body. She had long, slender legs that met at a tapered waist, with a thick thatch of brown hair covering her pussy. She teetered unsteadily on the edge of the tub as I put out a hand to help steady her.

  I helped Carol by testing the temperature of the water. Her bath had one of those long handle shower wands and once Carol was satisfied the temperature was right, she started to rinse Tiffany off.

  “I just need to get you damp Honey” Carol said as she sprayed the warm water over Tiffany’s long legs. She had accepted everything we had told her to this point so I took the moment to go a little further.

  “Honey is that shirt silk?” I asked her. “Why not take it off and just leave your bra on underneath?”

  I didn’t wait for her to answer and put my hands on her to start unbuttoning the shirt. Between Gina holding her, me unbuttoning the shirt, and Carol rinsing her with the wand her inebriated little brain was being overwhelmed with sensations. I got the last button undone and lifted the shirt to reveal her gorgeous young breasts in the bra underneath.

  “There you go – hate to see you ruin that shirt” I told her.

  “Thanks you guys” she slurred back. “I appreciate you guys helping me.”

  Tiffany leaned her head back and sighed as I took hold of her to keep her steady while Gina started going to work on her. Carol handed her a can of what must have been Phil’s shaving cream and Gina started lathering Tiffany up. Gina took her time working the cream in to her brown haired pussy and brushed her sex enough times to let me know it was no accident. Each time her fingers caressed near her pussy, Tiffany would twitch her hips and moan and Gina and Carol would both giggle.

  Gina started with the razor. She kept whispering to Tiffany to be still while Carol helped prop her up. Gina kept her hand right over Tiffany’s pussy as she shaved around it, and I could tell that she was probably applying pressure to it as well. Tiffany was leaning back in her drunken stupor with her eyes half closed but she was still moaning softly each time Gina changed the pressure of her hands. I watched as Gina manipulated her and felt my own pussy starting to get wet.

  Gina continued to trim with the razor then used a small pair of scissors that Carol had given her to get any spots that she missed. I knew she was doing it to just drag out the time she had her hands on Tiffany’s pussy - at that point Tiffany was squirming all over the place.

  Once she was done with the scissors, Gina tweaked and rubbed her pussy a couple more times and then rinsed it with the warm water from Carol’s shower wand. Tiffany moaned with each touch of her bald pussy.

  “All done” Gina giggled.

  Gina and Carol stood her up and wrapped her in a towel below the waist. Tiffany swayed slightly as they did it and Carol caught her.

  “Oh, are you ok honey” she said. “Maybe you should lie down for a minute before we get you dressed again.

  Chapter 5

  Gina and I each took an arm as we guided her to Carol’s big bed. Carol fluffed a pillow for her and we laid her down to relax. She thanked us and said that she had suddenly felt just a little light headed from the bath. I knew it was more than the bath though – I knew that the shaving had turned her on and she didn’t even realize it.

  Once she was on the bed Gina asker her “Are you pleased with your trim hun?”

  Tiffany responded simply by nodding her head. And then Gina removed the towel to examine her handy work again.

  “I missed a spot Carol, get me the scissors again please” she said.

  I was glued to my spot. I was watching Gina getting ready to manipulate Tiffany’s pussy again and I couldn’t utter a single word. I could see her hand resting on Tiffany’s bald pussy as her body squirmed. I was momentarily aware of another presence next to me and turned to see Gina’s husband John standing there.

  “How’s it going in here?” he asked Gina.

  Tiffany jumped at the sound of a male voice and struggled to sit up but Gina put an arm out and kept her pinned to the bed.

  “Hey babe” Gina said. “Tiffany wanted me to help her shave her pussy. Here, what do you think?”

  I watched as John stepped forward and leaned in to look at Tiffany’s bald pussy. Tiffany quit her struggling and laid still with a bright scarlet blush covering her face. He gave out a low whistle of appreciation and spoke to his wife.

  “Looks good hun, but I can’t really see it. Open it up” he said..

  Gina smiled and spread Tiffany’s slick pussy lips open with her fingers so her husband could see. Tiffany shifted on the bed again and Gina started to manipulate her pussy.

  Once Gina started working on Tiffany’s pussy, I heard moans coming from her mouth that I’ve never heard before. She was drunk and confused and completely under our control. Gina started touching her in ways that had her thrashing her head and arching her back like I had never seen before. John smiled and moved further up the bed to remove Tiffany’s bra and her beautiful tits tumbled out.

  “Nice” was all John said before starting to maul Tiffany’s tender breasts. He didn’t spend too much time on them before getting up to pull off his pants. Once he had his cock out, he settled back on the bed and took Tiffany�
��s head in his hands. Her eyes were half open with a dazed, glassy look on them. Once he guided his hard cock into her mouth her eyes closed and she started to suck on him.

  I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Tiffany had been the quintessential nice girl and the dedicated young bride, and she had completely succumbed to us. My pussy was soaking wet and I realized that I was unconsciously rubbing myself as I watched John and Gina devour the young bride.

  John still had Tiffany’s head in his one hand as he fed her his cock. He took his hand off of her long enough to reach down and grope at her breasts, eliciting another moan from her. John suddenly looked at his wife and said “Baby why don’t you take you clothes off?”

  Under any other circumstances it would have been an awkward thing to ask. But the room was heavy with the scent of sex and everyone was liquored up. I watched Gina reach her hands down to the bottom of her shirt and start lifting it over her head. I was so awestruck by watching her I had not even noticed that Phil had entered the room.

  Chapter 6

  All bets were off once Phil came in and saw what was happening. John was still feeding Tiffany his cock while I stepped over to touch Tiffany’s tits. I had never touched another woman before, and she looked so soft and innocent I needed to touch them. I stroked her young breasts and pulled on her nipples and was able to elicit another moan from her lips as she continued to suck John’s cock.

  Phil took one look at Tiffany’s bald pussy spread wide open on his bed and he started to take his pants off. I knew one of the husband’s would end up fucking her, I just wasn’t sure who it would be. When I saw Phil naked I knew he was the right choice.