The Night I Spent with My Friend Kate and My Wife

It had been a week since Kate had last stayed over, and she was coming back on Friday to stay till Sunday. I was excited to spend more time with my wife and our friend Dave.

Friday night was pub night, and we all got dressed up. I was wearing a knee-length summer dress, almost see-through with heels and nothing underneath. Kate had on a short brown skirt, stockings, heels, and a white boob tube with no bra. We headed to the pub, where we ordered drinks and sat in the corner, out of sight from the main bar.

After about an hour, Dave went to get more drinks, and Kate and I were left alone. I looked around and saw that we were alone, so I handed her the empty wine bottle and whispered, “Play with this.” She took the bottle and lowered it under the table, and I felt her move closer to me.

“Don’t worry, I’ll let you know if someone comes,” I said, trying to sound casual.

A few minutes later, Dave returned with drinks, and I nudged him to look under the table. He did, and I heard him say, “Wow.” Then he sat up with a big smile on his face.

“How far is it?” I asked Dave, trying to sound nonchalant.

“Most of the way,” he replied, and we both looked at Kate. She was still playing with the bottle, and she had a grin on her face.

A few minutes later, I saw someone coming, and I told Kate to put the bottle back on the table. The landlady came over to collect empties, and she picked up the bottle, noticing that it was wet. I thought to myself, “If only she knew why the bottle was wet.”

The walk home was quiet, and we all went to bed together. Kate sleeps with us whenever she stays over, and Dave loves it.

Saturday was a hot day, and we spent the afternoon lounging in the garden, naked. Tyson had licked us both to a screaming orgasm, and Kate said it was my turn to wear the collar tonight. I didn’t argue.

Later that day, Dave took Tyson for a run in the fields, and when he returned, he was holding a piece of paper stuck to the gate. “What’s that?” I asked.

“A note,” Dave replied, reading it out loud.

“7:30, same place. Really love walking her. Would love to walk her again,” it said, signed Jill and Ken.

It was almost 6, so Kate said it was time to get ready. She shaved my pussy and rubbed moisturizer all over my body, making me feel soft and silky. She dressed me in a black mini skirt with suspenders, a black boob tube, and heels.

When I was dressed, Kate put on a short tartan skirt, a halter-neck top, and heels. She clipped a leash to my collar and said, “Let’s go.”

We walked back to the gate, and Dave said, “Oh, fuck yes, you look great.” We waited for a few minutes, and then Jill and Ken appeared at the other end of the field.

“Hi, we’re so glad you got our note,” Jill said, smiling. Kate handed me over to Jill, and we started to walk slowly back up the path.

Ken was taking pictures of me from behind, and I could feel myself getting horny. Dave smiled at Ken, and we continued walking.

“I normally walk her nearly naked,” Kate said to Jill, who smiled and said, “So why isn’t she today?”

Kate grinned and slipped my top down over my hips, unzipped my skirt, and slid them both down my legs. I was now only in my suspender belt, stockings, and heels.

“Can I pet her?” Jill asked, hesitantly. Kate looked at me and said, “Yes, you can.” I got down on all fours, and Jill started stroking me gently from my head to the middle of my back.

Ken started clicking again, taking pictures of me on all fours with Jill petting me. Kate ordered me to get up, and Jill said, “Good girl, Slut. Good girl.”

Jill continued to stroke my belly, and at one point, her finger found my clit. She started to rub it slowly, and I looked at Dave and Kate. Kate was standing in front of Dave, with her legs slightly apart, and I could see Dave’s hand up the back of her skirt.

Jill stopped rubbing my pussy and stood up, saying, “Come on, Slut, walk.” I got up, and we started walking again.

As we got to the gate, Jill handed me over to Kate and asked if she could give me a kiss goodbye. Kate said, “Go for it,” and Jill moved close, placing her lips on mine and starting to kiss me.

Her hand moved to my boobs, and she gave them a little squeeze. Before her mouth broke away from mine, her other hand slid under my pussy and dipped a finger into my wet pussy.

Jill finished kissing me and moved away, removing her finger from my pussy. They said they would be going away for about a month but would love to do it again. Dave suggested they leave another note on the gate when they got back and maybe arrange something with that.

As we entered the gate, Tyson was there, sniffing my pussy. Kate said, “Let him have you right now.” I dropped to my knees, and Tyson took me right there by the gate. I couldn’t help but moan loudly, and I wasn’t sure if they heard me, but I didn’t care. I just needed to be fucked hard and fast.

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