Mrs.Brown, Mrs.White and Mrs.Yellow

by Spiller

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Mult, Consensual, Swinging, Interracial, .

Desc: Sex Story: Three heavy, married ladies meet at the Weight Watchers, but soon it all takes an unexpected turn.

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Evening classes, no matter the subject, can bring you in the most unlikely situations. That is, if you have an open mind. This cooking class, for instance. Instead of their ordinary program, the Weight Watchers had opened a course in 'healthy diet cooking', and every Wednesday evening 25 people would meet at the local school kitchen, to learn how to cook healthy food, which would make you lose weight.

Right on the first evening Evelyn, Clara and Yin had a healthy laugh. They had joined the class on 'Northern High' - but they were all living in the southern part of town, had actually seen each other on numerous occasions around their neighbourhood.

"Ha, ha," Evelyn laughed, "I chose the class here at 'Northern' instead of our local school, because I didn't want to admit to the gossiping bitches in the neighbourhood, that I've become too fat."

"Yup," Yin grinned. "Me too, and who do I meet?"

"Two of the bitches from the neighbourhood," Clara laughed.

October, November and part of December rolled on. Not that the three women lost that much weight, but they had a lot of fun, and a close friendship was growing between them. Soon they found that the one weekly meeting was too little, and as they were all married and all working at home, they would get their usual chores finished early on Friday morning, and then meet for a cup of coffee and a chat at the mall. Of course, in the beginning, most of their talks concerned 'fat' and all its implications, and how they all would love to lose 30 pounds or more. And then the talk turned to the different ways they had put on weight. Yin, who was half Chinese, was sorry that it had all landed on her hips, belly and thighs, whereas not a single ounce had chosen her small tits. Evelyn, who had a lovely nougat-coloured complexion, felt that half of her extras sat on her breasts, making her quite top heavy, while Clara was happy that her extra pounds had chosen to distribute themselves all over 'the landscape'.

"Thank God, they have chosen to do that, as I have to be the one of us who has put on the most."

Of course their talks also concerned sex.

Clara said: "You know, I think the biggest disadvantage is, that I do not attract those hungry glances any more. After 16 years with the same guy I actually shouldn't mind a fling or two, but they are no longer available. Good thing that hubby likes me with a bit of meat on."

Yin shook with laughter. "Chan is the same. It seems he never gets tired of burying his head in my belly and hold on to my hips. But I admit to the same thoughts, Clara. A wolf or two shouldn't be too bad."

"Naughty girls you are. And I thought I was the only one! I can't complain about Clarence, he loves my big tits, and he was not too happy when I joined this course. But actually something new wouldn't be too bad."

"Even if it's good, I must admit that I know 99 % of what's going to happen, when John starts moving in on me. Not the same old excitement, is it, girls? "

They resumed these discussions a few times, and on the last Friday before Christmas they made a plan. A daring one, all right, but one they decided to stick to.

"All right," Clara finished the discussion. "We'll meet for dinner, and when we've finished eating, we'll tell them that we'll do the dishes. Then we shall have plenty of time to change into something sexy and see if we can tempt them. God, I think John is going to have a heart attack."

And in that way the three families met for dinner on the 29th of December, at Clara and John's, as they had no children who might disturb.

Right from the beginning dinner was a success. Three well-rounded ladies had met at evening classes, and had become friends. And it should be ever so good, if the three husbands could get along. And they did, extraordinarily so, being quite the same kind of easy-going, nice guys, with a sense of humour and a penchant for the good, though not politically correct, things in life: Warm, round women, good food, whisky and tobacco, and all.

The meal was definitely not a recipe from their health-food class. There were plenty of different quality wines to go with the dishes, and an abundance of witty, intelligent and engaged conversation across the table. When the meal was finished the three guys got up to clear the table.

"Oh, no," Clara said. "For once we'll do it alone. Sit down with a cup of coffee, a glass of Scottish malt and your cigar or pipe. Enjoy, that for once you're at a party where you can smoke. And we'll fix the dishes."

Really it didn't take them a long time to clear the table and rush the dishes into the dishwasher. But they took the extra time to finally prepare for the shock they were going to give their husbands. They had agreed, that they should introduce their wishes, the same way Donald Duck's little nephews would have done. So when the kitchen door finally opened, the three husbands were numbed by a wonderful sight, which rendered them speechless for several minutes: Three luscious, comfortable women, a white, a nougat-coloured and a 'yellow', all dressed in see through negligees, which did not hide the fact, that they were wearing sexy corsets, stockings, no panties, and all, plus a slightly slutty make-up to top it off.

Clara had been chosen to start: "We know that this may be quite a surprise."

Evelyn: "But we want you to say nothing, until we have finished our proposal."

Yin: "And please remember, we are terribly nervous about this"

"so please don't laugh at us"

"or run away in horror,"

"you might get to like it."

"We have talked about this a lot,"

"and we found out, we had the same desires,"

"so we chose to confront you all at the same time."

Clara again had been chosen to say the next things:

"John, would you please get out of that chair. I want you go and take Yin in your arms and kiss her and hold her, and dance a little with her, and see if you might get to want to make love to her. And Chan, will you get up and do the same to Evelyn. And you, Clarence, you have been chosen to help me start the CD player, and then do exactly the same to me."

To say that the three men were shocked and surprised would be a blatant understatement. A pleasant, but quite ordinary, suburban neighbourly dinner party had suddenly taken a turn, which they all might have nurtured secret desires for, but which they had never admitted. And the three women? They were scared stiff. How the hell would they handle it, if their husbands said no? They had ventured into an unknown land, and all they could do was to wait for their reaction. The minute it took felt like a year.

Then John got up. "Well, I'm not one to disobey my wife," and he went up close to Yin, put his arms around her, and when she lifted her head he pressed a gentle, long kiss on her red lips.

Chan felt a rush of excitement when he saw this, and a few seconds later he was deeply engaged, kissing lovely Evelyn.

Clara shivered in anticipation, when she felt Clarence put his arm round her shoulder and lead her to the CD player. "And I'm going to be the last one, as usual, just because we have to get the music going." Clara let out a deep sigh, when Clarence had pushed the button and then took her in his arms. Like a thirsty wanderer finding the well, she fell into his strong body and offered her lips for a kiss."

For several long minutes the only sounds were the music, and a moan now and then. Later the first two pairs of feet began moving slowly, sometimes resembling a dance, but mostly just a standing intercourse. Again several minutes passed in silence, but suddenly Chan broke the spell. He had to clear his throat first, though.

"I don't know about you, guys, but I think this is terrific. I'm so excited that you three, lovely women had the guts to initiate. And I can promise you all, that these last ten minutes have earned my Yin a big bouquet of roses for every Sunday, all next year."

John stopped kissing Yin and said: "Wow, I can only agree. I just hope we can agree to stay in here, all of us."

Clarence laughed: "Much as I hate to stop kissing your lovely wife, I have to do it, just to agree. Doing and looking at the same time? Oh, God."

Finally the three wives could relax. They sent each other happy smiles, and hugged the men, and Yin smiled at John. "I know I'm a bit too heavy, and shaped too much like a pear, but you wouldn't believe how exciting it is, John, to feel your want pressed into my belly. I feel like a youngster again."

"And a pretty one," John laughed. "And it sure didn't take long to raise my passion."

Evelyn let go of Chan. "And now, boys, will you please sit down in the sofas and let us take advantage of your passions? And don't be shy about it, because I can tell you, we are not."

John and Chan sat down in the longest of the sofas, while Clarence got the short one. In a few seconds they all had a new woman straddling them, sitting on their lap, kissing and caressing, unbuttoning shirts, pulling up t-shirts, and later unbuckling belts, pulling down pants, and finally, with Yin being the first, impaling themselves on brand new, strange cocks. Yin was so wet with anticipation that John's cock easily slipped all the way into her on the first stroke. Chan's eyes were big and rounded in disbelief, as he watched his wife sink down onto John's hard member, but only till Evelyn grabbed his cock and guided it to her pussy, whereupon she buried his face between her large, sweet-smelling breasts.

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