Girls or sweet family entertainment

My wife and I are not just husband and wife; we are also the closest of girlfriends. When I confessed to her that I am bi, she was happy and admitted to me that she had always dreamed of her man having a developed feminine essence, so that she could, for example, choose lingerie with him, knowing it brings him as much pleasure as it does her, or fearlessly discuss guys she finds attractive. In short, she always wanted her husband to also be her closest girlfriend, and I gladly agreed to be that.

Since then, we do everything together: we go shopping, visit beauty salons, discuss men we find attractive, and sometimes we entertain ourselves by having sex

with our family friend Max as girlfriends, where I only take a passive role, dressing in women's clothing, which my beloved really enjoys. For me, it's a happy opportunity to feel my femininity, to feel like a desired girl, and to experience pleasure when I'm impaled on a hard, firm cock, to feel like a female, a bitch, who surrenders to a man, and whose only desire is to completely belong to him.

I want to tell you about one of these entertainments. One day, a letter arrived in our mailbox from our aforementioned family friend and, concurrently, shared lover, who often visits us, and we are very happy when he fucks us with his characteristic tenderness and passion, which we simply adore. It should be said that in public, he calls me by a regular male name, but when we are alone, I immediately become Yulchik, Yulenka, darling, sweetie—in short, he treats me like a girl in every respect. He calls us simply "girls," and we really are his "girls," and he affectionately calls my wife Olka, Olchik.

So, the letter contained the following text: "Hey girls, long time no see. I have good news for you. Remember you wanted to meet my friend? Well, I told him all about your desires, showed him our photos that we took when we were making love, and he agreed to meet. How about spending this evening with 2 handsome guys???" The news was indeed excellent, as we had long been into Max's friend, so we agreed without hesitation and began preparing for the upcoming meeting, which, by all indications, promised to be very hot.

We didn't have much time before the meeting—only a few hours—so we immediately began preparations: first, we thoroughly cleaned each other's intestines, then inserted anal plugs. Next, we depilated our legs, pubic areas, and butts; thank goodness, I have almost no body hair, so my skin was smooth and tender. Then a shower, after which we did our manicures and pedicures, painting our nails bright red. Then I put on a blonde wig, red thong panties, a tight red miniskirt, black stockings with silicone lace tops, black high-heeled sandals, a white top, and a pearl necklace around my neck. This instantly transformed me into a sexy blonde with slender legs that many of our female acquaintances envy. Considering my shoulders aren't that broad, my hips are 85 cm, waist 65 cm, height 180 cm, I was—or rather, by that point, I already was—a rather pretty girl with a great figure.

My wife (a slender brunette with beautiful long legs, a wonderful waist, and size 2 breasts) for this evening also put on a thong, a tight red miniskirt that absolutely did not hide her charms, a top without a bra through which her nipples were visible, and white high-heeled sandals. Then we did our makeup, set the table, and began waiting for our boys, who were due to arrive any minute. They didn't keep us waiting and soon were standing in the hallway with a bag in their hands, and we greeted them.

First, Max greeted us in his usual manner: since Olka was standing closer to him, he first hugged and kissed her, then, grabbing my butt, pulled me to him and also kissed me, and I pressed my whole body against him and, wrapping my arms around his neck, returned his kiss. Then he introduced us to his friend, whose name was Ruslan, and then introduced us to him as Olka and Yulchik, after which we went into the living room. Ruslan turned out to be even more attractive than in the photos: he was a broad-shouldered, muscular, tall brunette with beautiful eyebrows and brown eyes, much like Max.

It was immediately clear that Olka was into him, so we sat down so that I was next to Max and she was next to him. We drank the first toast to getting acquainted and to becoming close friends. I sat on Max's lap, and Olka followed my example. We drank, and immediately Max dove into my lips with a passionate kiss; I responded. Ruslan also didn't waste time, and his tongue was busy in Olka's little mouth, while his hands stroked her thighs and nipples, which had already hardened considerably. Next came a toast to the ladies. Gradually, the kisses became more and more explicit, and the boys, absolutely unabashed, had already groped us from head to toe.

Soon, soft music started playing, and we began dancing a slow dance, gradually shedding the interfering clothing. Max held me by the waist, stroked my back, my butt, and I, with my arms around his neck, pressed my whole body against him, feeling his cock ready to jump out of his pants. Soon, Max kissed my neck and began slowly moving downward, while continuing to stroke my butt. I literally melted, and soon I was lying on the bed, and Max was kissing me everywhere like a girl—my nipples, stomach, gradually going lower and lower—and each kiss made my body writhe, literally arching with pleasure, making me moan in a feminine way.

Nearby, Olka was moaning, and Ruslan's tongue was working busily between her legs, while his hands caressed her now completely hard nipples. Then I felt Max's cock entering me, and I lay there with my legs spread, resting them on his shoulders. First slowly, then faster and faster, Max impaled me on his cock, which stretched me from inside. The moans grew louder; I lost control from the languor that enveloped my entire body. Then he pulled out of me, and I got on all fours, submitting to his desire, and he continued fucking me, speeding up more and more, entering me to the full length.

I could no longer stay on all fours and lay on my tummy, still impaled on the firm, hot cock of my man. Soon his breathing quickened, he moaned, I clenched my sphincter even tighter, and then I felt a stream of semen hit my rectum. Max fell on top of me without pulling out, and we lay like that for a while, then Max went to the shower. By that time, Olka was on all fours, legs spread, crying out loudly with pleasure, and Ruslan was furiously pounding her pussy. It was clear they were close to finishing, and soon Ruslan moaned, releasing a substantial amount of semen into Olka, and she came right after him.

Then Olka came over to me and sat her pussy on my face, and I diligently licked the juices flowing from her, mixed with semen. Soon she moaned and came intensely, and we kissed. Then we got up and went to the shower. Semen was leaking from my anus, running down my stockings, and I had to take them off, even though I love being fucked in stockings. That night, the boys fucked us long and hard, impaling us on their beautiful cocks in various positions, and we were affectionate and obedient girls, fulfilling any desires of our men, to whom we completely surrendered and for whom we were very grateful for such a wonderful evening.

Author's e-mail: Femin2406@yandex.ru