“Well, what do you guys want to do now?” Sara was walking just ahead of me with Julie. Mike and I were walking behind them. The view was nice: two shapely female butts in tight jeans: one slender and one a little bit fleshier. I knew what I really would have liked to do, but it was probably out of the question.
Mike and Julie were old friends of ours. Mike and I had gone tohigh school together. Sara and I had met after I dropped out of college. We had worked together briefly at an attorney’s office. Well, we both worked there and knew each other in passing. Nothing ever happened between us back then.
I quit that job and went to tech school. I learned that Sara had quit to get her real estate license when we accidentally ran into each other a couple of years later (when I was house hunting). I was surprised to see her sitting at a desk behind the counter and asked for her to be my agent. I was surprised that she remembered me at all, let alone remembered my name. Turned out that she had wanted me to ask her out back then when we worked together.
We had sex in the third home she showed me -- a furnished place, luckily, so we weren’t fucking on the floor. We ended up engaged six months later and married after a three month engagement. Mike was my best man. He had already married Julie by then, so I knew them both. Sara hadn’t met either of them until they flew out for the wedding.
Sara and Julie hit it off right away. So when Mike transferred back home a few years after all that, we naturally started doing stuff together, like going out to dinner, which was what we had just finished doing.
Julie turned her head around to look at Mike. “Are you tired, honey?” she asked him. “You got up early today.”
“No, I’m okay,” he said. “But I don’t want to go dancing or anything. Why don’t we just go back to our place and play some pool or watch TV?”
That sounded okay to Sara and me, so we followed them out to their place. Mike and Julie live on a ten acre piece of land about three miles outside the city limits. They have horses and two dogs. Mike had planted some corn on about an acre this year and it was doing well.
He and I walked out to look at his crop while the girls stayed in the house. We peeked inside some of the ears to check the kernels. The plants were about five feet tall with lots of ears on them. Mike led me into the center of the patch and showed me his dope plants. They were nearly as tall as the corn and were covered with fragrant buds. I got dizzy just inhaling their aroma.
“I harvested one plant the other day,” Mike told me. “It’s drying in the barn. Let’s go check on it.” I eagerly followed him to the barn. He’d hung the plant, roots and all, upside down on a big nail in the wall. It was dry, but full of resins. He felt the buds and broke a few of them off and handed them to me. “We can wrap those up for you to take home.” Then he broke off another huge bud for us to smoke that night.
Back in the house, the girls were sitting on the couch in the family room and flipping through the channels on the big screen TV. Their conversation broke off when we came in and they looked up at us with strange looks on their faces. I didn’t take much notice of that, as I was eager to smoke up. When Sara saw the long bud in Mike’s hand she broke into a big grin. Mike and I took seats on pillows on the floor on the opposite side of the coffee table.
He crumbled some of the bud onto a magazine and stuffed it into a pipe. He lit it and passed it to me. The pipe went around the table, back to Mike again and back to me before it ran out. We sat back and enjoyed the buzz. “For home grown, that’s good shit,” I said. My head was fogging up the way it used to do when I got high. It had been a long time. I reached for a peanut from the bowl on the table just as Julie knocked a paperback book off and leaned forward at the same time I did. I turned my head and got a flash of her tits when her shirt gapped open. She caught me looking and gave me a wicked grin. “Mike, Dan’s looking at my tits again.”
“Damn it Dan, if you want to see them, why don’t you just ask?” They all laughed at my obvious embarrassment -- especially Sara, who’d kidded me in the past about my leering at Julie. My face got hot and I glanced at my wife. Sara was laughing as hard as Mike and Julie.
Well, I was stoned, so I just blurted out, “Well okay then, let’s see them.” I didn’t expect what happened next: Julie unbuttoned her shirt and let it fall open. Her tits aren’t too big, but that night I learned that they are nicely shaped and very pretty. Her nipples are large and round. They were sticking out -- I guessed it was because she liked being looked at. When I looked again at Sara, I saw she was as surprised as I was. She was also looking at Julie’s tits, her mouth open.
Julie pulled the sides of her shirt open and stuck out her chest. Sara hooted and almost fell off the couch. Mike just chuckled as he reloaded the pipe. I stared. Julie stared back at me with a fiery look in her eyes. We smoked two more pipes before Sara waved her hand to decline another hit. “I’m so fucked up now, I’m about to start stripping like Julie.”
Mike encouraged her, so I nodded at her, too. “Yeah. Fair’s fair, after all,” I said. Sara had a tee shirt on so -- after glancing again at Julie grinning at her -- she just jerked it off over her head. She was wearing a bra and she turned her back to Julie and asked her to unhook it. She turned back to us and let the bra slip off her arms. She dropped it to the floor next to her shirt and mimicked Julie’s earlier pose and stuck her grapefruit sized tits out for our approval. Julie just took her own shirt the rest of the way off so they were both sitting there topless in their jeans. Mike was just staring mutely at Sara’s tits.
Well, my dick had gotten hard when Julie bared her tits. With both of them sitting there with their tits out, the fantasies started rolling through my head. This was approaching the scene I’d had in mind earlier, when Sara asked what we wanted to do. I looked at Mike, who was ogling the two pairs of breasts in front of him just as hard as I was.
“What about you guys?” Sara asked. If we’re gonna be half naked, you should be, too.” Mike looked at me and winked. I got the message. We took off our shirts and grinned at the girls. Julie threw a handful of peanuts at Mike and Sara gave us a raspberry. “Huh-uh, Dan, you and Mike don’t get off that easy,” Sara said. “We’ve seen your bare chests before. You gotta give us more than that.”
Julie chimed in and argued on Sara’s side, naturally. She got up and walked around to where Mike was sitting. She rolled him back so he was lying on the carpet. Then she started to unbutton his jeans. He grabbed her hands and they struggled a little bit. Mike didn’t put up too much of a fight. She had his jeans open and halfway to his knees before he stopped her.
I could see Mike’s hard on behind the blue bikini underwear he was wearing. I glanced over at Sara who was grinning and staring. She glanced at me and blushed a little bit. I just grinned back at her. I didn’t care if she wanted to see Mike’s dick, just like I knew she didn’t really mind me looking at Julie’s tits.
While Julie finished helping Mike out of his jeans, I stood up. The dope was making me bolder than I would have otherwise been. Sara looked up at me. She was still grinning, but then her mouth dropped open. I knew she had just remembered that I had put my jeans on that afternoon without underwear. I opened my pants and pushed them down. My cock popped out and I felt my face heating up again. Nevertheless, I was committed by then. Mike and Julie were both surprised that my cock and balls were as bare as Sara’s pussy.
Julie and Mike stopped wrestling to watch me strip. None of us had shoes on, since Julie and Mike liked to keep their carpets clean. So it was easy to just kick free of my pants, pull off my socks, and sit back down on my pillow stark naked, my dick pointing at my chin. Julie grinned at Mike and he allowed her to roll his tight undies down his legs. His cock was just as stiff as mine was, but he was ‘fully furred’.
Well, after some debate, the girls decided to join us in our nudity. The four of us just sat around, half embarrassed and more than half turned on. Once we were all naked, we weren’t sure where this would go. I knew what I wanted to do, and I was pretty sure Mike had the same idea. What else do four people do when they all get naked together?
That’s right: they play cards. Julie jumped up and grabbed a deck of cards from the shelf. I could tell she was a little bit embarrassed about it all by then. She said, “I guess Strip Poker is out of the question...” and shuffled the cards.
Sara looked kind of stunned. She liked being naked with me at home when we were alone, but she had always balked at my suggestion that we go public -- at a beach or a clothing optional resort. Now here she was, stark naked with our equally naked best friends. But, truthfully, what easier way to get used to social nudity than with our best friends?
We played a few hands of Blackjack while we all got used to being -- and seeing each other -- naked. Mike’s and my cocks drooped as the initial excitement wore off. The girls went to the kitchen for drinks. We watched their asses as they left the room. Julie is a bit meatier than Sara. Her broad hips swayed side to side while Sara sort of slinked when she walked. I found myself nearly drooling over both of them.
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