My wife’s best friend needed a place to stay while she was in between leases. I’d always enjoyed spending time with Elise, so I had no trouble with her crashing at our place. I fully expected to take a backseat for a few weeks, so they could enjoy some much needed girl time. I never anticipated that an evening of wine and Truth or Dare would change everything.

We were already half a bottle deep when Annie asked for her first dare.

Elise’s eyes lit up as she gleefully said, “Oh, a dare!”

She tapped her chin and wrinkled her nose, pretending to be deep in thought.

“I know,” Elise said. “I dare you to lick my clit while Aaron watches.”

Annie’s cheeks turned the same deep red as the wine in her glass as she stammered, “O-OK.”

My wife licked her lips and crawled to the opposite end of the couch where her friend was reclining. Elise shimmied out of her pajama bottoms and panties, revealing a freshly shaved pussy adorned with a jaunty landing strip.

“Come on, Annie,” Elise drawled. “Show me what that gorgeous mouth can do.”

And just like that, my normally shy, reserved wife dove into her best friend’s muff and ate it up. She was really into it, making me wonder if that wasn’t her first time pleasuring another woman. Her blonde head bobbed up and down as she licked a path from her friend’s clit, along her slit, and back to her asshole.

Then Annie added her fingers to the mix. Her delicate digits parted Elise’s folds, opening her wide, so even I could see her glistening pink flesh.

I looked on intently as my gorgeous bride went down on her best friend. That was a side of Annie I had never seen before, and I hoped in the future this sexually fluid vixen would come out to play more often. It was like watching a porno created just for me, except there was no screen to separate me from the performers. I was being treated to the cock-stiffening view of two women in my life getting down and dirty, and I enjoyed every second of it.

Elise’s breaths came short and fast. Her fingers curled into the sofa cushion. Still, she managed to look at me and say, “It’s your turn, Aaron, and I’m ready for a dare.”

Seizing my chance, I all but tripped over myself to say, “Elise, I dare you to blow me, while Annie eats you out.”

“Oh,” Elise purred. “That’s a very good dare.”

She tapped Annie on the top of her head and said, “Come, girlie, we can’t keep your husband waiting.”

Elise got up and walked over to where I sat, extending her hand as she said, “Stand for me.”

I obliged as Elise sank to her knees. Her nimble fingers closed around my zipper pull and tugged it down, exposing my underwear.

Elise cocked an eyebrow and purred, “Red briefs. I love a man who lives colorfully.”

While Elise busied herself freeing my growing erection, Annie lay on the floor and shimmied between Elise’s parted legs. She propped herself up on her elbows, lifting her upper body just enough to touch her tongue to Elise’s slit.

Elise tilted her head back and groaned, “Oh, yes. That’s it, girl. Lick me from front to back.”

Annie’s actions briefly distracted Elise from her own mission. She simply closed her eyes and surrendered to my wife’s tongue.

I didn’t mind. Seeing Annie give pleasure to another woman was the ultimate turn-on. It was easy to be patient and wait for my opportunity with entertainment like that to keep me occupied.

Fortunately for me, Elise snapped back into action quickly. She looked up at me and said, “Don’t think I forgot about you, Aaron.”

Then she turned her attention back to my raging erection. Her fingers curled around my shaft and stroked me from base to tip.

It was my turn to tilt my head back and let out a long, loud groan. Elise swiped her thumb over the crown of my cock, spreading the tiny bead of pre-come that had collected there over my skin.

“I wonder how you taste,” Elise mused.

“There’s only one way to find out for sure,” I told her, wanting her to know.

Elise looked up at me again to make sure I was watching, then she leaned in and swiped her tongue across the crown of my cock.

“Mmm, salty,” she said.

However, a single lick wasn’t enough to satisfy Elise’s curiosity. She directed my bell-shaped dickhead between her lips and drew me into her mouth.

Fuck, she felt amazing. She tilted her head from side to side as she pumped my dick into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around my rod, caressing every inch. I learned a lot about Elise that night, including the fact that she could relax her throat with relatively little effort. When she slid her mouth down my cock, every last bit of it disappeared.

Annie must have done something that Elise really liked because she suddenly let out a long moan. Her lips vibrated around my cock, creating a pleasant buzz that left my skin tingling.

“Oh God,” I groaned.

I rested my hands on Elise’s head and played with her hair. Despite teetering on the edge of ecstasy herself, she never missed a beat. If anything, she sucked my cock with even more fervor. Every little mew of pleasure that fell from her lips thrilled me. It was bliss.

Then Elise cupped my balls in her hand and caressed my sac. I saw stars. My fingers flexed against her scalp, and I knew if she didn’t stop soon, I would bust in her mouth.

I gritted my teeth and swallowed another groan before calling out to my wife. “Annie, it’s your turn.”

Her blonde head peeked out from between her friend’s legs. Elise’s juices had spread over her lips and even wet her cheeks, giving her skin an erotic sheen.

“Truth or dare, Aaron,” she said to me.

“No more truths,” I grunted. “Only dares.” And I was dead serious.

A sly smile lit up Annie’s face as she said, “Aaron, I dare you to lie on the couch and let Elise ride your cock while you eat my pussy.”

Elise pulled her head back very slowly, revealing my dick a fraction of an inch at a time. When the crown reached her lips, she sucked even harder before releasing me from her mouth with a pop.

“Another excellent dare,” Elise said.

She gestured to the couch and told me, “Lead the way, Aaron.”

I took each woman by the hand and walked them to the couch as I wondered aloud, “How did I get so lucky?”

“You’re not lucky,” Elise replied. “You simply have excellent taste in women.”

She placed a hand on my chest and gave me a gentle push back onto the couch.

“Aaron, I know we’re doing your dare right now, but would you mind if I gave your wife a kiss first? I want to know what my honey tastes like on her lips.”

My tongue seemed to grow thick in my mouth as I briefly lost the ability to speak. I nodded, more than happy to watch my wife and her best friend enjoy one another’s company.

“You should take her pants off, too,” I managed to utter. “They’ll only get in the way.”

“Nothing would make me happier,” Elise replied.

She looped her finger into the waistband of Annie’s pants and pulled her close. Her free hand skimmed along Annie’s torso, over her breasts and up to her neck to hook a stray lock of hair behind her ear. She cradled the nape of my wife’s neck and gently tilted her head up, then she crushed Annie’s mouth with her own. This was no innocent peck on the lips. It was a deep, hot, probing kiss.

I found myself absentmindedly stroking my cock while I watched them. I couldn’t help myself. One of my wildest fantasies was unfolding before me, and I intended to enjoy it.

Elise’s hand swooped from Annie’s neck down to her ass and gave one cheek a playful squeeze.

Annie whimpered against Elise’s lips. Poor thing must have been so fucking horny. I realized so far she’d spent her time making Elise feel good, but no one had tended to her needs — yet.

She hooked her leg over Elise’s hip and rubbed against her thigh. I knew what a hot and bothered Annie was like; she needed release — and fast.

“All right, ladies, don’t leave me waiting here all alone,” I said, eager to keep things moving.

Elise was the one to pull back first.

“He’s right,” she said as she tugged Annie’s pants down. “Let’s get you settled on your husband’s face.”

I reclined on the couch and waited for both women to join me. As promised, Elise helped Annie up and positioned her above me.

“Get comfortable, girlie,” she said. “I want to hear you moan.”

Annie scooted forward and pressed her pussy against my lips. Her familiar smell and taste were intoxicating. I took hold of her thighs and pulled her downward, ready to indulge in my favorite meal.

While I went to town on my wife’s snatch, Elise straddled my legs and murmured, “Let’s get you wet first.”

She swiped her tongue over my shaft like she was licking a melting ice pop, slathering my rod with her spit before climbing aboard. When Elise hit bottom, I felt her luscious ass bump against my thighs.

Elise’s pussy was warm, wet and oh-so-tight. I bucked my hips, helping rocket my shaft in and out of her. She uttered unintelligible words as she bounced up and down on my cock, setting a breakneck pace. Her unbridled enthusiasm was contagious. I found myself working to match her speed and rhythm, while I worked Annie’s pussy with my tongue. Clearly, my wife was enjoying my actions. Her honey was flowing freely from her pot.

Annie was quickly approaching her peak as she chanted, “Oh, oh, oh.” She leaned over me and grabbed hold of the arm of the couch for support. As if by magic, she and Elise both cried out together. Elise’s pussy rippled and twitched around my dick, while Annie rode my face. Both women were claiming their bliss, and I wasn’t far behind.

Then Elise reached back and caressed my balls again. That was my undoing. My whole body jerked as come jetted from my cock, filling her up.

After we each caught our breath, Annie crawled over to where Elise was still mounted on my dick.

“All right, Elise. It’s your turn,” she teased. “Who will you challenge next?”

I loved this new, adventurous side of my wife. I could tell it was going to be a long, satisfying night.