Chapter 2: New Friends

Story by Nunpata
Illustrations by Mat

My wife and Martha Svenson had met this morning and formed an immediate bond. Tonight, I would meet both Martha and Rolf Svenson for the first time. It would also be the first time that Ann would meet Rolf.

Ann and Lizzy took up watch at our back door waiting to see Gracie and her parents open the new gate. “Eddie, it’s almost 5 and we haven’t seen them yet. Do you think they forgot about coming over tonight?”

I told Ann that if Rolf was military, they would be here on time. As the clock hit 5, there was a knock at the front door. I opened it to find Gracie with her parents behind her.

“Come in Gracie, Liz has been on pins and needles waiting for this moment.” Gracie dashed past me to be with Liz.

Ann stood by my side and extended her arms saying, “Martha, I am so happy that you are here. Why didn’t you use the new gate?”

Martha hugged my wife while saying, “Blame it on Mr. Right Thing to Do. He told Gracie and me that the only way to meet someone for the first time was to meet them at their front door.”

“Uh-rah, Major Svenson. With the estrogen levels in this room far exceeding the testosterone levels, we men need to band together to make sure that our wives and daughters always know right from wrong.”

The two teenage daughters had no idea about what I had told Rolf, but our wives put their hands on their hips, cocked their heads, and gave us that ‘if looks could kill’ stare.

“I am pleased to meet you Mr. Moran and please call me Rolf. I am only a Major when I am on base or at a public function.”

“And you can call me Edward, Ed, or Eddie. I answer to all three names.”

“Ed,” Rolf said, “Were you in the military? Most civilians don’t use the word ‘uh-rah’ let alone know what it means.”

“No, I wasn’t in the military but I did spend some time with soldiers and I picked up some of their lingo.”

“Rolf,” Ann said, “My husband is being too humble. I am proud of what he did in Viet Nam. He was severely wounded on his last mission when...”

I interrupted my wife and said, “ANN. I appreciate your devotion but we can’t talk about what I did in the Nam. Remember the NDA.”

“To hell with the non-disclosure agreement. Rolf and Martha are trusting us with the care of their daughter when she visits us. They should know what a strong, courageous, and honorable man you are.”

“Permission to speak, Sir?” Rolf asked.

I reverted to my Viet Nam days and said, “Granted.”

“Mrs. Moran, I know who your husband is. I have never met him but your husband’s exploits are well known in the special operations world. I am honored to be in his presence and I promise you that I will protect your daughter as he will protect mine.”

Rolf turned to his wife and said, “Martha, you can close your mouth now. I will explain everything to you tonight but, right now, I want you to know that we can trust the Morans with our daughter.”

“Okay, if the drama is over now, how about something to drink until dinner is ready? Liz, why don’t you show Gracie your room while your mother and I get to know Mr. and Mrs. Svenson.”

Liz and Gracie raced to Liz’s room while I fixed drinks for Rolf and Martha.

About twenty minutes later, a beeping noise came from the kitchen. Dinner was ready and I called out to the girls.

They entered the room holding hands. They were both totally naked.

The adults froze in place staring at the natural beauty of two nubile young teenage girls.

Martha was the first to speak. “Gracie, your pussy is bare.”

“Mommy. Daddy. Do you like my bare pussy? When I saw Lizzy’s bare pussy, I fell in love with it. She told me that she shaves it to keep it nice and clean. Soooo, I let her shave mine.”

I said, “You are both beautiful young women and I could stare at both of you for hours on end, but I think that, right now, you both should be dressed.”

“Why Daddy? Isn’t this house supposed to be a no clothes zone?”

“Yes, but...”

“Daddy, Gracie and I are just following the rules.”

“I suppose, but...”

“Daddy,” Liz said, “Why aren’t you and mommy following the rules?”

Gracie chimed in, “Yeah, Mommy, why aren’t you and Daddy following the house rules?”

Martha looked at her husband, Ann, and me before replying, “You are right Gracie, we should be following the rules too.” With that said, Martha began stripping her clothes off.

After losing her top and her skirt, I thought Martha’s 140lb body looked perfect on her 6’ frame. When she took off her bra, her 42E breasts were firm with almost no sag at all. Her pink areolas had to be four inches in diameter with cute button nipples on top. Removing her panties exposed a trimmed bush that completely covered her pussy.

My wife was the next to strip. I knew that she was commando, so it wouldn’t take long for her to strip naked. But I also knew that my wife was very competitive and she would try to outdo Martha’s performance.

Ann stood in front of Rolf and told him to sit down. When he was seated, she took two paces forward, crossed her arms, placed her hands on the hem of the t-shirt and slowly pulled it up. Ann’s nipples had extended to three quarters of an inch and her 34C boobies bounced and jiggled as the shirt raised above them. When the t-shirt was free from her arms, she dropped it between Rolf’s legs.

The two teenagers were behind me, their eyes riveted on the show before then. Martha had moved in front of me and backed up. She took hold of my hands and cupped them under her massive breasts.

Ann was not through with Rolf yet. She turned her back to Rolf and faced Martha and me. Her thumbs hooked the sides of her shorts, she bent forward, and drew the shorts down and off exposing her naked rosebud and pussy for Rolf to view. The insides of her thighs were wet with moisture.

Ann stood up and said, “Well that takes care of the women in this room. It’s time to see the men get naked.”

“Mommy,” Gracie said, “Can Lizzy and me take the clothes off of our fathers?”

Martha looked at my wife. Ann shrugged her shoulders and finally nodded yes.

The girls made a beeline to Rolf and me. I didn’t know if Gracie had ever taken her father’s clothes off of him but I did know that Liz had never taken my clothes off of me. I thought this was going to be a pleasurable event.

I was totally taken back when, instead of stopping before me, Liz continued on towards Rolf.

I felt two soft teenage hands pull my crew neck up and then her voice said, “Raise your arms Mr. Moran and bend over so I can get your shirt off.” Grace was 5’9” tall so it was fairly easy for her to strip my shirt off of me. I looked at Lizzy and she was standing on a small foot stool to reach the buttons of Rolf’s shirt and slide it off his shoulders.

Ann and Martha were standing side by side, each with an arm around the other, watching Liz strip Rolf while Grace stripped me.

Gracie was now on her knees unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. As my pants lowered to knee height, my cock jumped out and pointed at Gracie’s face. “Mom,” Gracie said. “Mr. Moran isn’t wearing any underwear and his thingy doesn’t have any hair around it.”

I heard my daughter say, “Mom, Mr. Svenson’s penis so big I can’t get my hand around it.”

Ann and Martha were laughing hysterically at not only their daughters’ comments but also because Rolf and I were desperately trying to hide our cocks.

“Okay,” Ann said. “Since it looks like we are all following the house rules now, I think it is time for us to have dinner.”

Ann had fixed a wonderful pot roast with all the trimmings followed by apple pie a la mode for dessert. After dinner, everyone helped with the clean-up chores. Gracie asked her father if she and Liz could go to their house and watch some movies. I nodded my approval and Rolf gave permission after giving them some rules to follow. Martha and Ann escorted their daughters to the Svenson house.

The four of us sat with our own spouses.

My wife said, “So what should we do now? Is there anything you want to know or do?”

That was a pretty open-ended question and I was curious what their response would be.

Martha said, “Ann. Edward. Rolf and I do have some questions we would like to ask you, but first, we want you to know that this is the most amazing day of our lives. We have never been naked in front of other people before, but, here we are, naked in front of you and we don’t feel embarrassed or afraid. Rolf and I want to be like you and Edward. We want to openly express ourselves without feeling guilty or feeling that we are perverts. Will you help us?”

“Eddie and I would love to teach the two of you what we believe contributes to a successful relationship. I should also say that what we think and do may not be right for the two of you. Eddie and I had to dump a lot of preconceived notions to get where we are today. You should also know that we don’t use oblique words or beat around the bush as we explain what we mean about relationships.”

Rolf asked what Ann meant about oblique words. I told Rolf that I could give them some examples if they wanted to know what Ann was saying.

Rolf looked at Martha and they both nodded their heads.

“Rolf, if it were just the four of us together, as we are now, I would never ask you to put your thingy into my wife’s private parts. If we are in a sensual and loving mood, I would ask you if you wanted to put your penis into my wife’s pussy and make love to her. If we were in a horny and lustful mood, I would ask you if you would like to put your cock into my wife’s cunt and fuck her brains out.

“If, in the future, our two families are together, just change the words my wife to the words my daughter.”

For several minutes, silence invaded the room. Did I scare Rolf and Martha away? Did I use the wrong example? Was our new relationship with the Svenson’s going to end the same day it started?

Ann finally broke the silence by saying, “Martha. Rolf. I hope my husband’s example didn’t scare you. He was only telling you the truth. In every relationship, a person has to make decisions as to what they want and are willing to do to ensure that the relationship grows. There are two things that will kill a relationship and the first one is forcing someone do something they don’t want to do or are not ready to do. The second thing that will kill a relationship is jealousy.

“Martha, earlier this evening when I stripped in front of your husband, were you jealous? Did you feel threatened that I would steal him away from you?”

Martha thought for a moment and said, “No, I didn’t feel threatened. Actually, the way you stripped for Rolf was exciting. The pleasure on his face while watching you strip for him was awesome. I was happy for my husband and I only felt gratitude for you.”

Then Ann said, “Rolf, while I was entertaining you, I saw you looking at your wife and my husband. How did you feel when you saw your wife take my husband’s hands and hold them against her massive boobs? Were you upset or feel threatened that you would lose your wife to him?”

“Are you kidding?” Rolf said. “When I saw the pleasure on Martha’s face I almost came. I have wanted to see her play with another man for years but I never thought the time would come when she would let another man be intimate with her. I didn’t feel threatened either. I trust Edward and I know he would never try to steal Martha away from me.”

“What you both felt was compersion, “ my wife said. “Compersion is the opposite of jealousy. Instead of feeling upset or threatened when your partner romantically or sexually interacts with another person, you feel a sense of happiness for them.”

I asked Rolf and Martha to let us know if they ever found a couple that they trusted enough to play with. I told him that Ann and I would love to hear how their first adventure with another couple turned out. I also reminded them that what was right for Ann and me might not be right for them, but they would never know until they tried.

Rolf turned to face Martha and they had a quiet conversation. Martha enthusiastically nodded her head. Rolf turned back to look at me.

“Edward, would you like to put your cock into my wife’s cunt and fuck her brains out?”

“Rolf, I would love to put my cock into your wife’s cunt and fuck her brains out IF you would put your horse cock into my wife’s cunt and fuck her brains out.”

I extended my hand to Rolf’s wife and asked her to join me in the bedroom. Martha looked at her husband and my wife before putting her hand in mine,

“Wait a minute Eddie,” Ann said. “I think Rolf wants to watch you fucking his wife. And, so do I. Why don’t you get the air mattress from the garage and we can play in here?”

I agreed that that was a much better idea than mine. While I inflated the king size mattress, Ann went to the linen closet and returned with two fitted sheets and a couple of hand towels. Ann pulled an armchair closer to the mattress and had Rolf sit down. Martha and I watched my wife turn her back to Rolf and straddled his legs. Bending forward, she reached one arm between her legs, took hold of his cock, and impaled herself on his 9” cock.

Ann shook her ass for a few seconds to get comfortable and said, “Okay, we are ready, it’s time for you to show us what you got.”

My wife and Martha’s husband watched me lower Martha to the mattress. Martha spread her legs wide and I stroked her pussy. Her bush was soaking wet. I aimed my cock and pushed. In one thrust, I was balls deep into Rolf’s wife. Two hard thrusts and Martha mewed. “Oh God Rolf, Edward is fucking me. I can feel his hard cock deep inside me. Rolf, Eddie is fucking me bareback and it feels so good.”

Three more hard thrusts and Martha’s body started to twist and turn. Another two thrusts and Martha came for the first time while being fucked by a man other than her husband.

I gave her a few seconds to recover and then lifted her legs in the air and pushed them backward until her knees were next to her head. My cock had never left her cunt as I moved her. This time, instead of starting and stopping, I thrust into her over and over and over again until her body tensed up. I withdrew my cock and all of us watched Martha squirt cum and pussy juice high into the air.

I still was not done with Rolf’s wife. I hadn’t cum yet. I rolled her over and picked her up so that she was now on her hands and knees. I lined up my cock and entered her pussy once more. I changed my rhythm once again. This time I would thrust, wait two seconds, withdraw and thrust again, wait two seconds, withdraw and thrust again.

I started to feel the cum building inside me and changed the rhythm to thrust, wait one second, withdraw and thrust, wait one second. When I felt my cum move to my cock, I changed my rhythm one last time. Thrust withdraw, thrust withdraw, and thrust withdraw. Martha was cumming for the third time before my first rope of cum left my cock.

I was still cumming in Martha’s cunt when she passed out and collapsed onto the mattress. My cook popped free and two ropes of cum landed on Martha’s back and one more rope landed on her ass.

I helped Martha to her feet and led her to the couch. Rolf brought each of us a bottle of water, while my wife changed the sheet on the mattress. Martha’s face beamed as her husband told her how proud he was of her.