Exposing Katie 017

"You did what?" Sharon's voice was just a little too loud and several people turned to glance at her. Larry and I looked up from our end of the table and even their girls looked over from where they stood at the salad bar at the sound of their mother's voice. It had been four weeks since we were out to dinner with Larry and Sharon and Katie had done her "Japanese lantern" imitation in the restaurant gardens. Time seems to fly by so quickly anymore and it had been a bit of a surprise to us to realize that a month had passed since we had last gotten together. Understand that the four of us are practically like family. There are a few phone calls between us during pretty much every week and we try to get together every couple of weeks. Larry and I are in cooperative business fields, so we're often on the phone to pick each other's brains and such. Katie and Sharon are best friends, so they're constantly talking together. But we had all been busy lately and just hadn't gotten together face to face at all. So we had decided to meet at a local pizza place for dinner one evening to catch up. Without seeing each other in person, nothing had really been discussed about our "activities" since we last saw them. Larry and I were at one end of the table with Katie and Sharon at the other end and the girls in between us. Larry and I had been discussing an offer that one of his co-workers had made to him concerning a hunting cabin that the guy, some of his family, and a few friends owned together. They took turns going up there every couple weeks to do maintenance - check in on things, mow the fields around the cabin, and keep things cleaned up. But as with any routine chores, the "chore" part sort of comes to the front and they were having some troubles getting people to volunteer to go up there on a regular basis. Larry was telling me that the co-worker had asked if Larry would be willing to fill in. He could have the run of the place - take some beer up there and he could be out in the mountains for the weekend. All he would need to do was mow the field and do a few other things around the place before coming back. So Larry was asking me if I'd be interested in heading up there with him to just get away for a weekend. We had been talking from the time we met up in the parking lot until we were seated. The waitress had come around and taken our orders for drinks and a couple of pizzas, interrupting our conversations for a few minutes. With our orders in, the girls headed up to the salad bar while the adults took a moment to finish up conversations. Apparently, Katie took the opportunity while the girls were otherwise occupied to fill Sharon in on at least some of the details of what we had been up to with our "playtime." Sharon nervously glanced around her, aware that her voice had been quite a bit louder than she had intended. People's attention returned to their dinners and their own conversations and Sharon lowered her head and her voice to barely a whisper to ask Katie again, "You did what?" With Sharon's outburst, Larry gave me a questioning look and nodded towards the ladies. Since the girls were headed back our way, I just gave him a quick "I'll explain" and let it go at that for the time being. The girls got back to the table and Sharon and Katie turned their attention to them, seeing what all they had brought back from the salad bar and such. Larry and I excused ourselves and headed up to the salad bar. Over selecting toppings for our salad, some three-bean salad, and other items I briefly related our "painted lady" and garden center experiences. I wasn't sure which one Katie had been telling, so I told Larry about both incidents. Larry just chuckled and shook his head as I gave the overview of the stories. I figured that he was picturing things in his mind as we talked. We finished filling our plates and headed back to the table, passing Katie and Sharon on their way up to the salad bar. As they passed us, I raised an eyebrow at Katie and she said simply, "Shorts (slight pause) and garden center..." Sharon noticed our exchange and gave me a questioning look. I just smiled at her and gave her a nod in agreement. Sharon just gave me this goofy smile and shook her head in wonder. Back at the table, Larry and I started in on our salads and talked with the girls about school and kids' TV shows and whatever else came up. The ladies came back after awhile and rejoined us and the conversation ebbed and flowed. The pizzas had not come yet, so the girls asked if they could go up to the salad bar again. Their mother gave the ok and they headed up. With them away from the table for a few minutes, Sharon leaned over and asked Larry if he had heard about what had happened. When Larry said that he only got a brief version, Sharon quickly filled him in on what she had heard from Katie. Larry just looked at Katie and shook his head with a big grin on his face. "Too bad you do not roller blade," he said to Sharon. Looking at Katie, he said, "Man, you're something else..." Conversation on those topics fell away as the girls returned to the table. Larry and I decided another trip to the salad bar was in order for us as well and we headed up. Larry knew all too well where things had been between Katie and me in the past, so he could certainly appreciate how far she had really come. As we filled our plates again, he told me that his sex life with Sharon had never been bad, but it had never been too wild either. Although he could not complain, he said that he often wished that Sharon would just let loose every now and then. "She dwells on what other people are going to think or she convinces herself that she is too old or not in perfect shape. I was really sort of surprised to hear what had happened over at your place that morning." I started to explain and Larry cut me off. "No, don't misunderstand. I'm not at all bothered by what happened. I have to admit that I'm enjoying those naked hugs of Katie's and have to be fair - what's good for the goose and all that..." he said. "Besides, it seems to have been ahhh... Shall we say, stimulating... to our relationship..." We both chuckled at that. "Hey, I know exactly where you are coming from, believe me. A lot of the reason that we involved you guys in our little games was that we wanted to share the fun with someone, but keep things safe." I told him that I would have to fill him in on some of the other things we had done. When we got back to the table the pizzas had come, so there wasn't much chance to talk about things further with the girls there. We talked with one another and kept up a conversation with the girls about what they were both involved in. We finished up the evening with soft-serve ice cream from the machine and the girls tried to outdo one another with the toppings they put on their sundaes. Afterwards, we decided to all go over to Larry and Sharon's and hang out for the rest of the evening. Katie had been kidding around with the girls and decided that she would ride with them and Sharon could ride with me in our truck for the trip. Sharon was full of questions for the ride back to her place. I sort of figured that had been the intention. She wanted to know why I enjoyed showing Katie off and admitted that Larry also seemed to be interested in having her show off a bit. After a couple false starts, I finally summed things up for her by asking if she remembered getting wild in college. She said yes, that it had been fun to just cut loose and have fun, but now she had responsibilities and she could not do that anymore. I just gave her a look and asked her why we were not allowed to have fun anymore now that we were grown-ups. "Why do the kids get to have all the fun?" I asked her. "Who says that we cannot have slumber parties and mess around? What is the good of being an adult if you cannot make your own rules?" I kidded. She laughed and said, "If we have to take responsibility for everything, we might as well take responsibility for some fun, shouldn't we?" "There you go!" I said. There was a bit of a lull in the conversation as I drove. Out of the blue, I looked over at her and said, "Show me your tits." "What? Here?" she asked, caught totally off guard. When I said yes, she said, "But someone might see me." "So?" I asked. She looked out the window a bit before shrugging and saying, "What the heck. You're right, what does it really matter if someone sees?" She pulled her blouse out of her slacks and reached up under it. Grasping the bottom edge of her bra, she pulled it and her blouse up over her tits. For all the years that we had known Larry and Sharon, this was the first that I had ever seen her breasts bare. Thinking about it for a moment, I realized that Larry had been in the same position when Katie came out of the shower. Having been used to seeing Katie naked, though, I guess I hadn't really thought about the full effect of seeing someone you were so familiar with in other respects exposed for the first time. I regretted that I could not savor the moment a bit more considering that between paying attention to my driving and the dim evening light I did not have much of a chance to get a really good look at them. I hadn't needed to see them exposed to know that Sharon's breasts were larger than Katie's. That much was pretty obvious. But there was definitely something to seeing them "in person" as it were. They had good shape to them, but were soft and fleshy compared to Katie's with pale areola and small nubs of nipples. I reached over and tweaked the nipple closest to me, rolling it in my fingers. I then took a moment to run my fingertips across her breast to get some sense of the shape and feel and weight of it. I spent a moment more just caressing her boob before withdrawing my hand. She lowered her blouse and adjusted her bra. "That wasn't too bad, was it?" I asked and she shook her head. "Actually, they are pretty nice," I said and she gave a bit of an embarrassed smile. It wasn't much longer before we arrived at their house. We all settled down in the living room and the kids turned the TV on. The four of us adults chatted about the usual topics until it was time for the kids to go to bed. Larry brought up the issue of his co-worker's hunting cabin again and the ladies both thought he should take him up on it and the two of us could have a guy's weekend. They said that they'd have a ladies' weekend with the girls which elicited squeals of delight from the girls about having a sleepover with "Aunt" Katie. The girls then gave us hugs and kisses and Larry and Sharon excused themselves to make sure that teeth got brushed and all of that. About fifteen minutes later they were back downstairs with the girls safely tucked in upstairs. Sharon had changed into sweats and brought a set down to ask if Katie wanted to get more comfortable as well. Larry asked if anyone could use a beer and headed into the kitchen to get a round as Katie headed for the powder room to get more comfortable. When Katie came back out Larry handed her a beer and we headed back into the living room. Sharon settled in on the couch beside me while Katie and Larry took the chairs beside each other. We talked a bit more on several topics before things came around to the "adult" topics once again. Sharon still wanted to know more details about me exposing Katie. She admitted that when she first heard about Katie "accidentally" exposing herself to Larry she had thought that it was pretty harmless because of how close we had all been. But then as she heard about some of the other stuff she had started to get concerned. Katie and I both started to speak up but Sharon was quick to quiet us and our fears, she said that we had explained that all the last time. Katie added a final two cents worth "Other than you and Larry, it is always look but don't touch," she said. Sharon gave Katie a smile and kidded her that it would have been helpful to know that before. She then returned to her curiosity about our adventures. Actually, relating our stories to Larry and Sharon was part of what got me headed towards writing them down for others to enjoy. So Sharon was still curious about the "why" of our adventures. "You and Larry have seen each other naked, right?" I asked her. She nodded and looked at me a bit funny. I certainly admit that it was sort of a stupid question. "So, what did you think about seeing me naked the other weekend? What did you think of that experience?" I asked her. "Wow! It was... It was incredible!" she said. "So, is my body perfect? Am I that much different from Larry?" I asked. "Well, no, not really," she said. "The two of you are actually pretty similar. It was just... Well, it was just different." "Ok, if it was so incredible because it was different, why don't you consider asking strange men to show you their dingus and give them a handjob behind the local grocery store? Someone new every week to keep it fresh and interesting?" I asked her. She knew that I was teasing her with this but was still a bit embarrassed and self-conscious. Yet she kept up with me to see where it would lead. "I couldn't do that, not with a total stranger like that. You were nearly family already. It was nice to share that with you, to be able to share that openly and all." "That is really all there is to it," I told her. "We got into exposing Katie because it was something different. It got Katie to realize that men found her attractive, not just me saying it because I had to. From that it sort of evolved. It broke the daily grind, something unexpected. I know that it always makes the guy's day when Katie shows off for him and it is a real kick for Katie to see firsthand the effect that she has on the guy." "No doubt about the effect that I have on a guy!" Katie chimed in with a twinkle in her eye. "But that only goes so far," she continued. "I found myself wanting more than just showing myself off and running away. I wanted to be able to share things a bit more in depth with people. However, I didn't want the risk of getting involved with strangers. That is where you guys came in. Something different, but still safe." Larry got this grin on his face and said, "Safe? You thought we were safe?" He went over to Katie's chair, picked her up out of it, and laid her down on the floor. He straddled her and held her arms above her head with one hand. "You feel safe with me?" he asked her. "Perfectly," she said and smiled up at him. He started pulling her sweatshirt up with his other hand, first exposing her naked stomach and then the undersides of her bare breasts. He stopped for a moment and looked at her again. "Perfectly safe," she confirmed once again. He moved to kneel beside her and placed his hand on her bare stomach with his fingers pointing down toward her crotch. He looked her in the eye and slowly started moving his hand under the waistband of her sweatpants, daring her to stop him. Katie merely met his gaze and continued to smile up at him. I wasn't too surprised by Larry's actions. Between Katie's full exposure, the naked hugs, and Sharon giving me a handjob, there was an implied consent to certain freedoms by this point. My only concern was whether Sharon was ok with her husband's actions. It didn't seem that Sharon had any problems with what was going on. She was watching the display unfold before her with seemingly amused but rapt attention. I tugged on her sleeve and motioned for her to come closer to me. I swung my legs up on the couch and she lay back between them with her back against my chest. After a few moments, I eased my hand under her sweatshirt and rested it on her belly. We continued to watch our spouses and just lay there together. Larry had his hand well inside Katie's pants by now and you could tell that he was stroking up and down along her pussy. Katie continued to smile up at him, not saying a word. Her only change was to part her legs to give him better access. After a moment, her legs parted further and I could tell that his finger entered her because she finally closed her eyes and parted her lips. I moved my hands up to cup Sharon's breasts under her sweatshirt and meeting no resistance from her, proceeded to caress and massage them as we watched our spouses. Sharon's nipples were responding to my attention, but it actually felt a bit odd to have my hands full of breasts and that her nipples were not nearly as large or as hard as Katie's. Larry looked up at us from the floor and took in my hands under Sharon's sweatshirt. Other than her bare belly, Katie was not really exposed nor was Sharon. But it was obviously a exhibitionistic/voyeuristic opportunity. So I moved my arms within Sharon's sweatshirt to pull it up across her belly with my forearms and then rotated my hands to expose her breasts as I played with them. This also gave me another chance to take a better look at them. They weren't all that large compared to a lot of what you see in the movies and TV, but she was quite a handful compared to Katie. Katie wears bras so infrequently that bra size is not a topic that I find myself well versed in. You could stand a half dozen topless women in front of me and I'd probably get the bra size wrong for every one of them. Katie joking refers to herself as "less than a double a-cup" or that it's like going to the doctor when he pulls out the tongue depressor, "AAAA..." I've really noticed the change in how Katie talks about her body. What used to be bitter self-depreciation has turned into good-natured jesting. I guess that I should back up and give a better description of Sharon. Slightly taller than Katie, Sharon is just over five and a half feet tall. She has shoulder length dirty-blonde hair and a lighter complexion than Katie. She has a fuller figure than Katie and stays in shape. Running after two precocious girls probably has something to do with staying fit! Over the years we had all seen each other in shorts, bathing suits, and such. But tonight was the first I had a chance to see her in less than a bathing suit. As I started to say, Sharon's breasts were a good handful. They were pale with pale quarter-sized areola, little nubs of nipples, and you could see the trace shadows of a few bluish veins under the surface of her skin compared to Katie's dime-sized crimson areolas and prominent nipples with a smattering of freckles across her chest. I leaned in to whisper in her ear to ask about the girls and whether I should be cautious about exposing her. Her voice was distracted and dreamy as she told me that they were down for the night and would call from the top of the stairs on the rare chance that they did need something. Larry got the hint and moved to reposition himself and urged Katie to move with him. He backed up so that he could sit against one of the armchairs and positioned Katie between his legs and resting against him so that they were facing us. Even though he had his hand down her pants a moment ago, he backed up a bit and mimicked my actions to get his hands under her sweatshirt and expose her breasts both for himself and for Sharon and me to watch. And all four of us were definitely watching each other. It was a bit different to see Katie being fondled by another man, even if it was my best friend. Not an issue of jealousy or otherwise a bad thing, just different. The ladies settled back into our arms and enjoyed our attentions. However, Larry had tasted the "forbidden fruit" (as it were) and it wasn't long until his hands were once again roaming down across Katie's belly towards the waistband of her sweatpants. He rubbed across her belly a few times and let his fingers slide under the waistband. About the third time that he did this, Katie raised her hips for him. He paused a moment, unsure of her intentions. When her hips remained raised for him, his hands slowly went to the sides of the waistband of her sweats and started to push them down. He got them down to about mid-thigh before he could not reach over her any further. Katie took pity on him (or perhaps she was just a bit anxious) and pushed them the rest of the way down to her ankles and then spread her thighs so that he could have access to her pussy. Sharon had been settled back against me, but I could sense her alertness without seeing her face. I suppose that curiosity on several fronts had gotten the better of her. Curiosity to see what her husband was going to do to Katie. Curiosity to see how Katie was going to react. And I suppose a certain curiosity just to see Katie. When Katie got naked at our place after dinner the last time we had gotten together, she had not bothered to always keep her legs together or to cover her crotch. But she had been reasonably discreet and had not sat with her legs gaping apart for any length of time. Now she was in just that position. Spread wide and on display. I know that wasn't her main intention at the moment. Her intentions likely did not go far beyond giving Larry access to play. Technically, it had been Larry that had moved them back against the armchair so that she would be on display. The story of her life - people just always putting her on display! It took a few moments before Larry brought his hands to Katie's exposed pussy. Even though it had been pretty obvious that he had been fingering her shortly before, I suppose that having your performance watched by your own wife and the husband of the woman you're playing with may give you a slight pause! Even if that husbandhad his hands full of your own wife's breasts! His hands had been at her sides, near her waist, from starting to push her sweatpants down. He brought his hands to the tops of her thighs and stroked up and down them slowly several times as he worked his way to the insides of her thighs. I briefly considered whether I should follow along, keep pace with what Larry was doing to my wife and do the same to Sharon. I decided that it was better for us each to take our turn, put on a show for the others and have our moment in the spotlight. I continued to massage Sharon's breasts and play with her nipples, though. I could tell that watching Larry and Katie was getting her aroused and continuing to play with her was only helping that along. Larry had finally brought his hands to Katie's pussy. He was mostly stroking her upper inner thighs, but the motion of his hands was including her labia majora. As he continued to rub and stroke her, the circles of his hands were slowly diminishing and concentrating more and more on the area of her vulva. As of yet, he still had not touched her labia minora or clit directly. But his hands continued to circle inwards and he was pushing her labia together in his motions, which was indirectly rubbing Katie's clit I'm sure. Finally he gave up the pretense of massaging her legs and was rubbing up and down her outer labia. Pushing inwards as he reached the top of his strokes, he was obviously applying pressure to her clit indirectly. Katie settled back in against Larry, looking pretty content. Her sweatshirt was still up above her breasts and her sweatpants were down around her ankles. Her legs were spread to give Larry access between them, but her labia minora had not quite opened up yet. The edges were peeling apart, but you could not actually see into her pussy yet. Katie looked pretty content being exposed and gently fondled and massaged, but I was hoping that Larry intended to take things further. He had not seemed to have any problems feeling her pussy up while his hand was down her pants so I doubted any reluctance on his part and I certainly knew that Katie wasn't exactly bashful about having an audience for her orgasms! I wasn't sure if it was the idea of Sharon and me physically watching him with his fingers up Katie's pussy that was giving him pause. Sort of like the difference between an R-rated movie where you knew what they were doing vs. an X-rated movie where you could see what they were doing. But if I had any problems with what was happening I'd have stopped him long before this and I'm sure that Sharon would have also spoken up if she objected. Frankly, I could sense a tension in Sharon but I was pretty sure that it was more about seeing what was going to happen next than about seeing what was happening. Fortunately, our mental deliberations were brought to a close when Larry moved his index finger to stroke along the ridge of Katie's inner lips. We could easily see the shiver that went through Katie's body at his touch and I swear that I could see her areola crinkle up from across the room as well. He left his other hand resting on her upper thigh with its fingers lightly brushing against her outer labia on that side but the main concentration was now to run his finger gently back and forth along her inner labia. It only took a few strokes before it was beginning to open up for him. A little more pressure and Katie shifting a bit and they opened up like the petals of a flower and allowed us to see the pearl of her clit and its hood as well as the opening of her vagina. With her labia opened to expose everything, that apparently broke any reluctance that Larry had to continue further. He ran a finger down across her clit and circled it around the inside surfaces of her inner labia. He stuck it into the opening of her vagina up to the first knuckle and then slowly drew it out. The wetness was plainly visible and he used it to lubricate her clit and began to rub at it. Katie melted against him and let out a soft breathy sigh. Larry dipped his finger back into her vagina, this time working it in to the second knuckle and slowly drew it in and out a few times before moving back to her clit. His finger glistened with her juices and her moan was louder as he began to rub her clit again. The lubrication lasted longer this time and I could begin to see Katie's hips twitching against his finger. His rubbing continued and I could see her breathing become heavier and her nipples were hard little nubs. Larry's finger moved to her vagina and then hesitated for a moment. His finger moved to her inner labia and gently traced along first one side and then the other. Taking one side between thumb and forefinger, he first rolled it back and forth a bit and then pulled on it a bit. Bringing both hands to her pussy, he grasped her inner labia on each side between thumb and forefinger. Again he rolled the flesh of them between his fingers as though to judge their thickness and texture. Then he pulled at them, first pulling them out away from her body as though to judge their length and then apart to expose her vagina and causing her clit to stand out. Although up to this point I had never seen Sharon naked below the waist, I knew that Katie most likely had. So I felt that it was pretty safe to infer that from Katie's "lips and nips" comments about herself, the likelihood that Katie had seen Sharon, and the lack of any "lips and nips" comments about Sharon pretty much meant that Sharon did not share Katie's particular endowment. I had seen Sharon's nipples and could confirm that they were not nearly as prominent as Katie's, which led me to a brief speculation as to whether the two were tied together. Hard to say and quite unlikely that I'd ever get to examine enough to make an educated opinion... In any case, I assumed that Larry's actions stemmed from a certain fascination with something new to him. He spent a little more time "examining" her before resuming his rubbing of her. When he did resume, he kept her labia spread apart with one hand while he dipped his finger into her vagina up to the second knuckle again for some more lubricant. Keeping her labia spread, he began to work on her clit with earnest. Katie's arousal had ebbed a bit during his examination, but it made a speedy recovery as his finger worked its magic across her clit. Once again I could see her nipples harden and her areola tighten up and crinkle as her breathing increased. As Larry continued I could see the flush spread across her upper chest that told me that her climax was drawing closer. He paused for a moment to relube and slowly sank his finger into her vagina. He slowly drew it out again and just as it came free he plunged it back into her, eliciting a groan from Katie. From her response, Larry shifted his tactics a bit. Moving the hand that he had been using to spread her labia open, he took a moment to lube up two fingers at her vagina and then used them to rub her clit while he finger fucked her with his other hand. He started off slowly, pumping his finger in and out of her while he rubbed his fingers back and forth across her clit at about the same pace. Katie was quickly responding to Larry's actions. Her hips were starting to twitch and her breathing was becoming heavier and deeper. When the twitch to her hips turned into a rocking motion I knew that she was close. Larry picked up on her state as well and stepped up his pace. As he quickened his pace he focused his attention on rubbing her clit and stopped finger fucking her. He did leave his finger buried in her vagina, almost as though he was using it to hold onto her. Katie was beginning to buck her hips against Larry's hand, so having a hold of her wasn't without its merits. She was also starting to gently moan and gasp as his pace continued to quicken on her clit. Knowing her, I knew that she was holding back so as not to disturb the girls asleep upstairs. Yet the softness of her cries and gasps made watching her that much more arousing. Finally Katie came. Her whole body went rigid and she lifted her butt off the floor to press her pubic mound against Larry's hand. Her mouth formed a silent "o" and her eyes practically rolled back in her head as her face turned slightly red from the strain against the force of the orgasm. Sharon and I could see the tremors course through the muscles in her legs and could see the sheen of sweat across the exposed portions of her body the whole way from her face and upper chest, down across her breasts and stomach, and on down her legs. Her hips bucked several times against Larry's hand as the waves of her orgasm hit her. He had moved the hand that he had been using on her clit to her hip to help steady her, but left his other hand cupping her vulva with his finger still buried in her vagina. Eventually the tremors passed and she settled back into Larry's lap. He withdrew his finger and rubbed both his hands along her sides as she snuggled into his embrace. The four of us all sat there in silence, all of us just sort of looking at each other. Katie still had her sweatshirt up around her armpits and her sweatpants down around her ankles. The sheen of sweat was disappearing, but she had a glow to her skin and her pussy glistened with her juices. Her labia were still spread and were flushed and puffy from the recent activity. Katie's expression was somewhat sleepy and content as she gazed over at us. Larry was continuing to stroke his hands along Katie's sides, embracing her with his arms as his hands moved up and down. His expression seemed somewhat curious as he gazed over our way, likely wondering what our next move was going to be or what was going to happen next. I could not see Sharon's expression, but she seemed relatively relaxed in my arms. Her sweatshirt was still pulled up to her armpits to expose her breasts. During Katie's climax, I had stopped actively fondling her breasts and just cupped the underside of them in my hands. After Katie was finished I had absentmindedly begun to fondle them again, caressing them and rubbing her nipples. Sharon didn't seem to have any problems with my actions or the situation, but I did realize that she was in a bit of an awkward situation at this point. This wasn't the first time that Katie had climaxed in front of other people and everyone in the room had seen her naked before, so it wasn't exactly uncharted territory for her. With Sharon it was a different story. Although it was likely that Katie had seen her bare pussy as well as Larry, I rather doubted that anyone other than she and Larry had witnessed her orgasm firsthand much less brought her to orgasm since they had been married over ten years before and dated years before that. I was a bit hesitant to merely assume that she was going to follow Katie's lead and give a similar show. But Larry was looking at us expectantly and I was sure that Sharon could see his expression and was making no protest. So I slowly dropped my hands from her breasts and rubbed them down across her belly. I rubbed back up to her breasts and then back down again two or three times before pushing against the waistband of her sweatpants on the downward stroke to move it down an inch or so. Still no reaction. If anything, she settled a bit more deeply into my embrace. So I rubbed my hands only halfway up her belly before running them back down to again push at her waistband. This time I allowed my fingertips to slide under the waistband and then bent my fingers so that I could better push against it. I succeeded in pushing it down to the point that I exposed the top edge of her pubic hair before stopping and reversing direction. The waistband sprung back up slightly to cover her pubic hair but still Sharon made no move to stop me. At this point, I pretty much had to assume that she knew where things were headed based on my actions and Katie's display and that if she objected to things going any further she would have said something by now. So as I ran my hands back down across her belly I moved them out to the sides and when I reached her waistband I slipped my thumbs under it. As I did so, she lifted her hips so that I could slide her sweatpants down. That pretty much removed any further questions about her intentions! I slid her sweatpants as far down her legs as I could reach and then she helped to push them down to her ankles as Katie had done. Now, finding myself in Larry's earlier position I understood his actions a bit better. It wasn't hesitancy to proceed further as much as just a chance to take things in. I'm not sure what the factors were with the situation. When we were younger it seemed more urgent to get right to the task at hand although I cannot exactly say that it was just our age that made us want to savor the moment. Having been married for many years and suddenly having both the chance as well as our spouse's blessing to intimately check out another woman probably had something to do with it. As did knowing each other for all these years and getting the chance to see what clothes had always heretofore hidden. Definitely a moment to savor and take your time! I found myself doing as Larry had done, stroking along Sharon's legs as I reviewed what lay before me. Nudity does lend a different appearance to the body. I had seen Sharon in shorts and brief tops and swimming suits before, so I had seen her legs and arms and belly bared before. But to have her bared from breasts to ankles somehow made even those "common" pieces seem that much more naked. If I had to sum up the overall general impression of Sharon's body compared to Katie's in only a few words I'd have to say that my impression was of her being paler and fuller. Understand that neither woman tans darkly, but the coloring of Katie's lips, nipples, and her "other" lips contrasted darkly against her skintone and were much more defined than Sharon's which were only slightly darker than her skintone. Sharon's overall skintone seemed lighter as well, what I've heard described as "translucent" skin - you could see the light trace of a bluish cast of veins beneath her skin in places. Sharon's pubic hair was light colored, straighter more than curly, and sparse rather than bushy. In contrast to Katie her labia majora were fleshy, giving a prominent bulge to her pubic mound, while her labia minora were all safely tucked inside so that all that was visible through the hair was a crease that promised treasures within. As I stroked my hands along her sides and down along her legs, I started to move my hands across the tops of her thighs and worked my way inward with each pass. Doing so, I encouraged her to bend her knees and spread her legs a little further with each pass until she finally took the hint and moved her feet apart and spread her legs to give me access and give Larry and Katie a view. As I was basically looking over her shoulder, I realized that I was not going to get much of a chance to visually inspect her pussy from this angle. I briefly considered the possibility of eating her out, but this evening was about showing off and it would ruin Katie and Larry's view if my head was between Sharon's legs. Besides, I had a pretty good feeling that based on how things had been going lately and how things were going tonight that this would not be the last time I would have to become familiar with Sharon's private parts. Moving closer to the prize I rubbed my hands across her labia majora, feeling the downy softness of her pubic hair. It was a unique sensation to be feeling another pussy after only having Katie's to play with all these years. Or perhaps it was knowing Sharon for all these years as a close friend and both the wife of my best friend and the best friend of my wife that made the experience so unique. I'm sure that the fact that my wife and best friend were watching my every move further contributed to the situation. I continued to stroke her vulva for awhile. Not only was her pubic hair softer than Katie's but with her labia majora being fleshier and her labia minor tucked completely inside of them, it gave an entirely different "landscape" to explore. Whereas I'd normally run my fingers along the exposed crest of Katie's labia minora, I found myself cupping my palm over Sharon's entire pubis and gently rubbing in a circular motion. Judging by the way that Sharon snuggled against me and her soft sighs as I did this, I figured that I must be doing something right. As I continued to rub her, I switched from a circular motion to rubbing along her seam so that I could start to work my fingers into her pussy. It didn't take much effort. A little pressure and my fingers slid between the folds of her pussy on the downward stroke and I could feel the opening to her vagina. Reversing direction and dragging my fingers back upwards I came to her clit, my touch against it sending a shudder through Sharon. I took a moment to nudge at Sharon's legs a bit to get her to spread them apart further. She readily obliged me and I realized that I was not going to miss out on seeing much due to my position behind her. Compared to Katie, there just wasn't anything there. Katie has commented about how blatantly sexual she feels that her pussy looks with her labia sticking out and all. She has come to understand how beautiful I think it is, but she spent many years wishing that it were more "discreet." But as "discreet" as Sharon's pussy may have been when everything was nicely concealed, once she was spread it was like she was open for business. It was basically clit and vagina and no window trimmings. Please understand that I'm not attempting to make a judgment. I'm only trying to describe my observations. Katie and Sharon are both beautiful women that I love dearly and would not change in any way. Comparisons between them are meant to celebrate their diversity, not as though to imply any deficiencies towards either of them. The diversity in women's bodies is the spice of life! As I said, Sharon's labia majora were fleshier than Katie's, giving her a prominent mound. Her labia minora were a thin ruffle that surrounded her clit and vagina. Her clit was like a large pink pearl with its hood extending to the top of her labia like the body of a caterpillar. I grasped the body of it between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed a bit, causing her clit to protrude and I rubbed it with my other finger. Sharon gave a soft moan and I shook the body of it gently as I continued to rub her pearl. This caused Sharon to give slightly louder moan and a shiver ran through her body. Larry had obviously been fascinated with the extent of Katie's labia minora. Likewise, I was fascinated with Sharon's lack thereof. Whereas Katie's clit was hidden within the "flower" of her labia, Sharon's was sitting right out in the open as though waiting to be played with. I took some time to "explore" her nether region as Larry had done with Katie's labia. I probed along her labia and inside of her vagina, but I got the greatest reaction from being somewhat rough with her clit. Rolling it between thumb and forefinger brought moans and sighs, but grabbing it and shaking or pulling on it had her squirming and gasping. I had wondered if she would be able to relax enough to climax while having an audience, but the indications were that she was not going to have any problem. With one hand firmly on her clit, I brought my other hand up to her breast. I palmed it and gave it a light squeeze as I rolled her clit between my fingers. Sharon moaned and bucked her hips against my hand. I continued to knead her breast while I rubbed and squeezed her clit. Sharon's breathing was becoming heavier and her hips were rocking back and forth against my hand. I got a hold of both her nipple and her clit and pulled on them both while rolling them between my finger and thumb. Sharon let out a moan and a shudder went through her body. Sensing that she was close, I continued with my actions. I did move my hand to palm her breast and let her nipple slip through my fingers so that I could squeeze her nipple and massage her breast at the same time, which she seemed to respond to favorably. Rolling her clit between my fingers and squeezing on it also seemed to be the thing to be doing. She was clamping her lips together but still her moans were getting louder as she bucked against my hand on her pussy. When she came, I almost missed it at first. Katie's orgasms are dramatic. For a small body, they are strong and wrack her body and send tremors all through it. Although she usually has no issues with being vocal, she had held back this evening which was understandable with the girls upstairs. Sharon's orgasm was quiet and I got the impression that it wasn't just because of the girls upstairs. Her body just tensed up and her mouth opened in a silent "O" as her hips twitched almost like a strong heartbeat. After a moment she gave a sigh and settled back against me. I could tell that she was a little self-conscious, so I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a big hug. The four of us actually just sat there for a few minutes just grinning at each other before Larry asked if anyone wanted another beer. It was a shame to see the ladies get up and adjust their sweats to cover up again, but I suppose that all good things must end at some point. As we headed for the kitchen we seemed to gravitate towards our spouses. I put my arm around Katie and noticed that Larry was doing the same with Sharon. I suppose that it was natural to "touch base" with each other again after something like what had happened. With fresh beers all around, we stood in the kitchen talking. The conversation never really touched on what had just happened, but it was casual and easygoing. Not like anyone was nervous or embarrassed about what had happened. Larry asked if he should confirm with his co-worker about the hunting cabin and I said I was up for it. The ladies again encouraged us and said the girls were definitely up for a ladies' night and have a sleepover. The two of them started talking about that and Sharon was saying that the girls would love to give everyone "makeovers" and that was about where Larry and I wandered back to the living room with our beers to continue our own conversation. We talked briefly about our plans, who was going to bring the beer and what else we would need and so forth. We commented on the fact that there was probably four times as much planning going on in the kitchen and they were staying at the house than our planning for driving two hours and spending the weekend out in the wilderness. It was getting late, so things wound down and we said our good-byes. Hugs and kisses are common for us, but things seemed a bit more intimate as we all parted. Kisses on the lips are not unusual, but my kiss with Sharon was decidedly more passionate than anything we had shared before and our hands were more free with one another as they roamed each other's bodies. Katie confirmed later that her kiss with Larry was a similar experience. Larry and I shook hands in parting, grinning at each other the whole time. Katie and Sharon hugged and kissed each other, giggling the whole time and agreeing to get together to plan out the next weekend together. Larry and I agreed to finalize our own plans once he talked to his co-worker. The conversation on the drive home was easygoing. We talked a bit about what had happened and about other things as well. Katie seemed especially content now that it was clear that we could share our experiences with Larry and Sharon and she was looking forward to their coming "girls' weekend." It was late and we were both pretty tired by the time we got home, so there wasn't any more "play" for the evening. We got ready for bed and got undressed, curling up against each other's naked bodies for the night. 11333 2.59/512345