What Truth May Bring

"So this is cool?" David asked standing up and looking from his wife to me and back again. "Really?"

"Yes, if you and John want her so bad you can have her. As long as you know I'll be getting some of Peter." Carrie repeated herself carefully and looking confident but her hand was gripping the bottom of her skirt anxiously.

"And you're okay with it too?" Sara and David asked me at the same time, my wife sitting next to me and David practically bouncing from foot to foot waiting for the answer.

I wasn't okay with it. Not really but nobody else was saying no to this. I didn't want to be the one to break all this down. While I was pretty sure I'd enjoy myself with Lisa and Carrie. (B.B.W. and plain jane sort of looking better from the threesome perspective.) I wasn't so sure I could handle the idea of my wife getting filled up with two cocks. Would it be worse? I had to ask myself. Worse that it happened so recently or just as bad as happening years ago. To me it was the same. Like if you killed somebody twenty years ago or you killed somebody today, it was still murdering. My eyes went to Lisa and saw her whispering back and forth to John, both of them nodding their heads and smiling. They were up for it too. As if I had to check on John. He'd already said if the chick was hot enough he'd tag team her and I knew how hot he thought my wife was.

"Well as long as you three take it to the GUEST bedroom and we'll stay here." I didn't want such an act taking place in my bed almost as much as I didn't want to witness the act and squeezed Sara's hand softly as I said this making sure she understood me, she nodded.

"Okay, I love you." She told me and kissed me bouncing up almost as excited as David.

"I love you to," I answered back feeling out the words seeing if they were still true with the recent admission that she'd almost cheated on me last week and that she wanted to get railed by two guys. Pulling her close I kissed her thinking it would be a good few times brushing her teeth and showering before I'd be eager to do that again and whispering rather lamely. "Have fun."

"Thank you," She whispered and her eyes flashing to Lisa and Carrie she kissed me again hard and passionately and I couldn't help but smile when she pulled away. Knowing that she'd shared my thought about showers and teeth brushing before we could kiss eagerly again, strange pussy in my mouth and strange cock in hers. "You have fun too."

"We're going to take our time in here so you better too," Lisa told them after her and John parted with a kiss and a few whispered words as well, David was already standing in the hallway with no kiss or words for his wife.

"Don't worry about that. I've been dreaming about working Sara over for years so we'll be in there a while." Sara smiled at David's words and I frowned and shook my head.

John joined them and they rounded the corner David, Sara, and John with linked arms in a line. I had to laugh a little wondering if once again my wife and my thoughts were linked in some way. That overlooking their faults it would be worth it to have two of them instead of just one. I had a chubby and so did she, Lisa and David. I had an average looking partner and she did as well, Carrie and John. Those thoughts roamed around in my head for a minute or two until I noticed the silence. Carrie and Lisa looked lost in thought. What thoughts I couldn't say but Carrie looked a little sad and Lisa was smirking. Then we shared a look and I could read these expressions easily, wait. We listened but it didn't take long. David and Sara had seemed way to eager to do this to use the same tactic we were. Making sure that this wasn't some test or maybe only able to fully feel able to do the act once our spouses had done it themselves.

"Oh shit look at that," David his voice carrying through the place rather easily with us absolutely silent in here. "Oh shit Sara you are incredible! Absolutely incredible!"

"What do you think John?" Sara asked and I figured she must have gotten naked before them, I wondered if I looked down the hall would I see a trail of her clothes.

"Beautiful," His voice was awe struck and Sara giggled.

"No that's fucking perfection! Totally perfect. I've never seen anything so perfect before." David again and carefully I glanced at Carrie seeing how she was taking it, her lip was between her teeth and oddly she was smiling.

"Well I guess that's all the wait we need. I really don't want to hear anymore." Carrie said and I nodded my head wondering if I'd be able to like my friends after today. With them lusting after my wife and all.

"Me neither," I said lifting the remote and turning on the CD player picking a nice CD and turning it up just enough that it would drown out drifting sounds from each room without making yelling the only way to communicate. Then I looked at my two friend's wives and smiled at them. "So why don't we get this started. Want me to get nude first or you?"

"You!" They both said in unison and then giggled at each other. Carrie looking hot and youthful for the moment with her hand cupped over her mouth and blue eyes full of mirth.

"Okay," The music wasn't really stripper music and as I hadn't planned any of this and my tastes weren't really stripper type music I'd just have to make do.

"Wait," Carrie said and crossed the room to Lisa sitting close to her friend.

"Better?" I asked wondering if she moved so I wouldn't have to divide my attention or so that she wouldn't be faced with once again her getting the least amount of regard from people.

"It's only going to be better when you actually start," I nodded at this and started shirt, socks, undershirt, pants, and then boxers. After my third or forth sexual experience my cock had grown used to it, or lazy maybe, and wouldn't get totally hard unless it was administrated to. With two women before me and having their eyes hungrily locked to me I was a little aroused and it stiffened a bit. Carrie shook her head licking her lips, "That is perfect."

"Wait, turn around and bend over." The red head told me and feeling a little awkward I did as I was asked putting my hands onto the occasional table and refraining from wiggling my butt at them. "Yup, okay, as perfect as I think I'll ever see."

"See!?! Lisa this is what we are going to GET," Her voice was eager and I wondered if all these years we'd been friend had she wanted me in some capacity as her voice made it sound, almost worshiped. It was certainly an ego boost if it was true. "If my friends back in high school ever found out I got with PETER FORT I think they'd officially give me the achievement of a lifetime award. That is a wonderful ass too. I want to see the front again."

"Shit Carrie. I never thought of it that way." Lisa who had not gone to high school with Sara, Carrie, David, John, and I smiled at her friend happily. "In my high school his name was Logan Wells but I think that Pete here is a lot better looking that Logan and Logan was a total ass. But I think I'll pretend that he is the guy I lusted for all through high school and finally now years later will actually get to fuck."

"I want to lick every inch of him," Carrie said as I turned around again and she reached her hand out to me, not for my cock necessarily, but Lisa slapped her hand away.

"No touching until I get to see the goods too," I said at Carrie's angry look before Lisa could say anything.

"It's like that is it?" Carrie asked and I nodded motioning for them to get up and took the couch that they vacated.

I was eager too. I suddenly realized I didn't care if Carrie was average looking and Lisa was chubby I wanted them as much as I'd ever wanted any of my previous lovers before. I wanted to see Lisa's gigantic breasts, to suck them and have her wrap them around my cock like John always bragged about. I wanted her ass too. I wanted to see that big round backside and slap it and see what it felt like and spread it apart and look at her asshole and pussy. With Carrie I wanted to see why David, who was such a nice guy, seemed to no longer care about his wife. I thought no matter what I was going to make her feel like a queen so she wouldn't have that sad look in her pretty blue eyes anymore. I wanted to see that youthful beauty of hers shining right out as I rammed my cock inside her and made her scream as David had said she did when getting really good sex. Maybe mainly I wanted to see them going at each other before my eyes.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey! Slow down there. One at a time so I can enjoy the beautiful bodies that I'll be looking at." I told them as they both started to reach for buttons or zippers. Shocked they both stopped with Lisa smiling as she did when I said something flirtatious to her and Carrie just looking at me. Wonder filled her blue eyes and I remembered the look. I'd been there when David had asked her to marry him and she'd given David this look and described how she felt in those moment later. She'd said she was filled with delight. That she never thought somebody could ask such a wonderful thing of such a less than wonderful person as herself. "Um, Carrie first I'd say then Lisa. If you want Lisa you can help her though."

"If I want, huh?" Lisa asked smiling wider and shaking her head knowing it was what I wanted.

She played ball though with the brunette still standing in shock Lisa turned to her and grabbed at her tits. Carrie was wearing a white turtleneck sweater that was both thick and a little bit baggy on her, not exactly anything fantasies are made of. A step up was that she was wearing a pleated plaid knee length skirt. I think a lot of men would say skirts and dresses are pretty sexy. This one was nice but sort of stiff so it didn't show off to much of her backside or hips. Down from there she had knee high socks on her black shoes left on the mat beside the door. All in all it was sort of a school girl type look to it yet without showing much at all off. Nothing really from head to toe except a thin line of creamy white flesh where skirt ended and socks began.

"No fucking way," Rushed from my mouth as Lisa lifted Carrie's sweater and suddenly I was looking at two monster tits.

It was the fucking bra! The fucking bras! All these years I'd thought she wasn't at all that stacked because she wore weird fucking bras. They looked really supportive and that was certainly why she wore them but there was nothing sexy to the intimate apparel. Lace on it meant the manufacturers at least tried for sexy, but they failed. The big breasts were held tight to Carrie's body and just above the middle of her big boobs the bras seams all came together in a cone type point. With the sweater, and all Carrie's attire was loose and baggy, it looked like her tits were small poking out and ending well above what they really did. Like a fucking iceberg in the water there as more underneath than you could ever think.

"Damn, Carrie those things are massive. You should really be like Lisa and show off your assets more." I told her truthfully No wonder that ex boyfriend kept coming back to her knowing the secret of her massive tits. "What size are they?"

"Ds," Carrie answered her blue eyes shining with pride.

"I got to see them! Take off that ugly fucking bra and let me see them," I reached down and stroked my cock absently and Carrie smiled and bit her bottom lip as Lisa stepped around behind her, pulled the sweater the rest of the way off and then attacked the bra catch. I eagerly waited knowing that Lisa's boobs were bigger but wanting to see Carrie's big ones as well. "Those are... wow... just wow!"

She was in her early thirties and they were big so I'm not going to say they pushed out perkily from her chest, my wife's did but she was B-cup. Gravity tugged them down but not as much as one might think. There was a good amount of life still in them the nipples instantly hard, maybe hard already, and pointed out from each other. They were dark pretty close to the same color as her hair. Maybe an inch and a half in diameter and in the center of each was a thick straw width nipple. Like a straw they yearned to be sucked on but I had to follow my own rules. Wait for full threefold nakedness. The sweater and bra gone I did see that while her stomach wasn't flat, with a six pack almost visible as was with Sara, it wasn't bulging either. The skirt did sit rather high though just covering up her belly button but I pushed that thought away.

"No, leave the skirt on." I said when Lisa reached for it Carrie sort of reaching back and feeling around Lisa's hips and ass. They both stopped and looked at each other. "Also leave the socks on too just roll them down to mid calf level. Plus have her bend over when you remove her underwear."

"Picky, picky. Anything else master?" Lisa asked sarcastically but smiling and I nodded before they could move. "What?"

"Don't you want to play with those big tits and maybe give her a little kiss?" It was just a question, a request, a hope, and a wish.

While they had kissed before that I'd seen it had only been quick pecks. I remembered their words, they'd said that they only fingered each other and watched each other masturbate, they didn't admit to having sex with each other. They looked at each other a long moment. I couldn't help but think they were nervous and were probably thinking that once they kissed (Really kissed!) their relationship would be forever changed. Carrie's eyes snapped to me, sitting yearning for them to do it, then back at Lisa. Lisa didn't look away from her friend at all staring at her and obviously making the decision on her attraction to her friend and not any pressure I might be putting on her. Carrie nodded to her friend and Lisa took another moment more then answered by leaning in. Carrie closed her eyes and Lisa lead the way to her friends mouth with her tongue. Showing it wasn't going to be the quick pecks they often teased with.

"That's so sexy," I told them their lips touching and their tongues battling. They broke and this time Carrie leaned into Lisa with her tongue out and the kiss was undeniably passionate. Loving maybe? Lisa's hands traveled slowly up Carrie's bared upper body definitely relishing in the feel of her finally getting to those big tits of hers. "THE sexiest thing I've ever witnessed."

"We're just getting started," Lisa said breaking the kiss and looking at me with a smile Carrie stared at her friend in amazement, shocked that the kiss could have been so good I was sure.

"Oh that feels so good," Carrie said momentarily touching the tips of her fingers to Lisa's hands, the fingers of which were working on Carrie's nubbins. David's wife leaned back into her friend, Lisa's green eyes were amused as she began kissing her friend again, but she too was quickly lost in the contact.

I watched the working jaws and pressing lips quickly shining with Lisa's smeared pink lipstick and their spit. I watched Carrie's right hand holding Lisa's face to hers the fingers of which curled in the shoulder length wavy red locks. Carrie's other hand reaching back to clutch Lisa's hip pulling the other woman to her tightly and aiding as Lisa ground her crotch into the brunette's ass. Both of Lisa's hands were where mine would be in the situation, holding Carrie's big tits. Radio dialing the nipples while she hefted the massive globes. Lifting one and then the other, smashing them together, and pulling them apart. Carrie seemed to be going weak kneed and letting sexy little squeaks out into Lisa's mouth as her nips were manipulated. Needless to say my cock was hard, not exactly full mass but damn near it, as I watched and only absently tugged on it.

"Fuck Peter. If you weren't so hot I think I might have decided just now to take Carrie off where we could be alone. I've been with women before but I don't think I've ever been SO EAGER to be with a woman. I only did it before because I was curious, bored, or lonely. Now I think I could enjoy it just as much as being with a guy." Lisa admitted like music to my fucking ears. Carrie once again looking eighteen staring at Lisa and nodding her head to her friends words, then she looked at me hunger flaring even hotter. "No more stalling time to get our clothes off."

"Whatever happened to taking our time?" I asked and the adorable red head gave me a menacing shake of her hand before stepping out from behind her friend, her raspberries protruding through the thin blouse and vest she was wearing.

Carrie bent over as I had earlier hands on the occasional table in the middle of the room taking a lower dip to sip at the straw of one of the drinks. It made the skirt rise up showing off her actually very nice thighs. Lisa was pulling the skirt up a moment later flapping the material up onto Carrie's back and revealing the white underpants underneath. Like the bra this was a thing of comfort not sexuality. I was glad when Lisa grimaced at them then proceeded quickly to get ride of them. Carrie stepped out of them and pushed them as close as she could manage to the pile her sweater and bra had made, with her feet. Meantime Lisa licked her lips and shook her head admiringly and while I wanted to shrug I refrained, and I nodded as well. Noting that Carrie was peeking back at me watching my reaction. While her boobs had been a wonderful surprise it seemed her ass was about as I figured. A little bit on the large size but not terribly well shaped, tolerable.

"Hold..." Carrie started but quickly stopped herself as Lisa pulled the ass cheeks apart giving me a view of the long crack, the brown backdoor, the less pink and more khaki colored from front door, and happily no pubic hair in sight. Carrie peeked back again and then spread her legs a little more and bent a little lower so more pussy came into sight and her asshole nearly begged me to do something with it. "Pete I want to fuck you forever with the way you're looking at me right now."

"That sounds like good news to me. Just got to get Lisa naked and we'll see about that." I hadn't realized I was looking so eagerly at her but the idea of her asshole being virgin was somehow appealing to me. Plus I thought I heard somewhere, or maybe just assumed, a bigger girl would have an easier time of receiving a dick. "I hope you'll want to return the favor of stripping Lisa down for me. Everything except the vest I think."

Lisa had been absently rubbing at her stomach as I talked of stripping her down and I think we'd both be more at ease if she had a little coverage. A thankful light glinted in her green eyes standing where Carrie had a moment before, front and center of me. Taking the moment that Carrie needed to roll down her socks where I'd wanted them, Lisa put her hair into a ponytail via a loop she had on her wrist. Finally the brunette stood looked Lisa up and down and decided it would be easier to remove the bottoms before the top. Maybe too she was sure those big tits of Lisa's were what I really wanted to see, saving it for last. Lisa's tight jeans needed wiggling and tugging to get out of but she adopted Carrie's and my previous position for removing her panties. Not that there was much to remove the g-string lost in her ample ass and the pink lacy front had pretty much been see through. Carrie quickly removed Lisa's panties yet instead of just letting them go at knee level as Lisa had she held them as Lisa stepped from one side then the other.

"I've always thought gina was one of the best smells in the world," Carrie admitted with a shrug and once again looking so hot and young as she girlishly sniffed the triangle front of the g-string. Then after another deep inhale she tugged her hair back as Lisa had a moment before but used Lisa's panties in some way to secure her hair from her face. Still girlish she asked, "That doesn't make me a lesbian does it?"