My girlfriend and I have known Christie and Carter since college.

Carter and I began collecting porn while we were in school and still borrow each other’s movies, but now we watch them with our girlfriends.

One night, while the four of us were out drinking, Christie and Carter brought along the last batch of movies they’d borrowed. Neither of them could keep a straight face as they handed me the DVDs. Amy and I had no idea what was so funny until Christie said, “You guys are something else! Do you always make home movies and lend them to your friends?”

Amy and I looked at the DVDs and still hadn’t a clue as to what was going on, until Carter opened one of the cases and showed us the disc. Clearly written in my handwriting was “Tim and Amy’s Sex Tales.” Obviously, one of us had put our homemade porn in the wrong case. As the finger-pointing began, we all laughed hysterically. What could be funnier than knowing that your best friends had watched you and your girlfriend have incredibly kinky sex?

“Well, I hope you guys had as much fun watching it as we did making it!” I said.

“Oh, we did!” Carter said, as his gaze kept shifting toward Amy. “The sex was so hot, it inspired us to create our own movie.”

“And since we’ve seen yours, we think you should see ours — if you want to,” Christie said.

“I can’t wait!” I said, as images of a totally naked Christie filled my head. I’d fantasized about her quite a few times, and if ever given the chance, I’d do her. I knew Amy felt the same way about Carter. We’d speculated about swapping with them, but didn’t really know how to suggest it. But then it occurred to me that maybe Amy had come up with a way of initiating things, like “accidentally” putting our DVD in the wrong case. I knew I hadn’t done it — I never put anything away.

“I won’t be able to think about anything else until I see you two in action,” Amy said. That settled it. We agreed to have “porn night” the following weekend at our place.

But things didn’t go exactly the way I’d hoped. The following weekend, Carter had to go out of town on business. I invited Christie to stay with Amy and me. She accepted, but what I didn’t know was that Amy had already invited her over, and that the two of them had been planning something all week long.

After dinner, I thought we were still going to watch porn, but Christie wanted to wait until Carter came back. I’d settled down to watch TV and was on the verge of dozing off when Amy called me into the bedroom. When I opened the door, I found Amy and Christie wearing black velvet-and-lace French-maid outfits. Christie was wearing black pumps, fishnet stockings, and black lace panties. Amy opted for black mules, white panties, and no stockings. Their voluptuous breasts threatened to spill out of their low-cut tops as they pressed against each other.

“Surprise!” they yelled.

I was surprised all right — and thrilled!

They beckoned me toward them, so I gave each scantily clad girl a kiss before letting them remove my clothes. They pushed me down on the bed, and Christie started sucking my cock while Amy’s tongue snaked around my balls. They took turns sucking and stroking. Every time they switched places, they kissed each other, teasing me as their ample breasts brushed against my cock.

As the girls’ tag-teaming began to take its toll, Christie nudged Amy out of the way and took over. When I couldn’t take the pressure any longer, I stood up and prepared to shoot my load. Amy deep-throated me once more, and released me just in time for me to come all over her mouth and chin. Christie cleaned off my cock, then licked my jizz off Amy’s face.

After Christie sucked me hard again, the girls became more creative, and pulled their ample breasts out of the French-maid outfits and sucked each other’s nipples. Then they positioned themselves on either side of me, and pressed my cock between their breasts as I pumped up and down. Christie stood between my legs and slid my cock between her breasts, while Amy stood behind her and pressed Christie’s tits together. This was more than I could handle, and I told the girls to stop so we could fuck.

Wasting no time, Christie rolled a condom onto my dick, climbed on top of me, and impaled herself on my meat. I grabbed her hips as she rode up and down, encouraging her to quicken the pace. Before long I had her coming. The feel of her tight muscles as she finished was too much for me, and I came with a roar. Drained and spent, I collapsed on the bed and watched the girls get each other off until all three of us fell asleep in one sloppy pile.

It was definitely a night I will fantasize about for the rest of my life, but I’m already thinking about next Friday, when I have to work late. Amy will be spending the evening with Christie and Carter, and I can only imagine what they have in store for him.