Panty Sniffer

I am writing, hoping for the opportunity to tell your readers what happened to my wife and I last summer. Stella is quite tall and slim with long, straight dark hair. She has smallish pert breasts with long beautiful legs and a perfect arse. When she curls her hair she is forever being told she could pass for Cher, I don't know if that's right but she'll do for me!

Before we married I had my own house and after we moved in together we decided to decorate it and sell it. We had just arrived at the house when Stella's mobile rang. It was her friend Britney. I left her talking while I got on with stripping the wallpaper. When Stella came in it had been arranged that Britney was coming to help us out and she was picking up some food and drink on the way.

Meanwhile we got stuck into the work and it being a very hot day I was soon stripped to the waist. Stella initially tutted at this because Britney would be around shortly but didn't raise any big objections and had soon taken her t-shirt off too.This was quite distracting, watching Stella's little boobs bouncing in their little bra while she worked.

It wasn't much longer before Britney arrived. She really wasn't dressed for decorating in a tiny micro miniskirt and a cut away t-shirt showing her tanned, flat stomach. It didn't look like she was wearing a bra but her firm, ample boobs didn't seem to need one either. Now I must confess I've always fancied Britney ever since Stella introduced us, and a couple of times at parties I've had the feeling she would. Britney is a couple of inches shorter than Stella and looks like a page three model, complete with bleached blonde hair. She looked at our partial undress and asked what we had been up to. Stella laughed and said 'You'll want to strip down too, after a bit of work.

It was very shortly after this that I began to think I might be about to have a fantasy fulfilled. I was down low - painting some skirting board - whilst Britney was up a ladder and dripped some paint on me. Naturally, I looked up to see right up her miniskirt to the tiny black g-string she was wearing and above that the t-shirt blown beautifully away from her body fully exposing those perfect tits. I couldn't take my eyes off her.When I eventually did I was embarrassed to find both girls looking at me. It was pointless lying. I shrugged,'Sorry Britney, but it's not often you get a gift like that!' Thankfully they both laughed. Shortly afterwards as we decided to take a break and the girls headed for the kitchen to get some drinks. I couldn't help but notice that as Britney brushed past she lightly stroked my engorged cock through my jeans.

When they returned Stella suggested I would be much cooler if I took my trousers off and worked in my shorts. I was happy to comply, especially when Britney asked if we had any objection to her taking her t-shirt off. Stella spluttered into her drink and pointed out that Britney wasn't wearing a bra. She shrugged her shoulders and said she didn't see what the problem was as I'd already had a good look at them. Both girls looked at me was I going to object? I think not! It was beautiful to see them exposed in their full pert majesty. My cock was already starting to strain at the leash.

Seeing the way this could go I was wondering if I could get either girl to strip some more when Britney reached over and took Stella's bra off. I wish I'd had my camera as Britney gently massaged her magnificent boobs and took one nipple in her mouth. It was just a second but became firmly fixed in my mind and charged the atmosphere somewhat! After this it became like a game of daring. Stella took off her jeans seeming proud to show off her small black panties.

'Come on Britney' she challenged,'You started this game, now let's see your knickers, I know Gavin won't object, he's getting quite stiff over there.' Britney rose to the bait smiling cheekily, her skirt hit the floor and she gave a twirl in just the tiniest g-string I've ever seen. I couldn't resist giving my cock a couple of gentle strokes through my shorts. She was stunningly beautiful.

'I hope you realise you're getting me very worked up,' I gasped. Stella reached over and undid the two buttons on my shorts and said,'He's very well endowed, Britney. I'm sure he won't mind...'

With that she slipped off my shorts and started gently wanking me. Stella was engrossed in the task as Britney slipped a finger inside her g-string - clearly beginning to pleasure herself. Seeing my attention taken by Britney, Stella looked behind her.

'Don't keep that to yourself, I'm sure Gavin would love to see what you're doing.' Without stopping Britney slipped those flimsy knickers off and concentrated on fingering her sopping cunt. Seeing she was the only one wearing anything Britney helped Stella out of her knickers while Britney lowered her face down onto my cock By now I was desperate to lick Britney out- I've always enjoyed giving oral - and the sight of her juicy cunt was sending me mad, whatever Stella thought I had to have her friend: right here, right now.

I pulled Britney towards me and she opened her legs obligingly. She had a lovely musky cunt and her clitoris was standing up begging to be sucked, I of course was very happy to do so. Stella's hands were wandering between me and Britney. It was fantastic to watch her rubbing her hands down through Britney's pubic hair to her lips, slipping a finger inside her moist twat and sliding it up and down as Stella's hips gyrated to the rhythm of Britney's finger.

I pulled away from Stella's mouth, not wanting to climax before I'd fucked Britney and as I pulled her into a position where I could take her from behind Stella and Britney got themselves into a perfect sixty-nine position and started licking each other out — the two fittest women I knew were tonguing each other! I just had to go for it I rubbed my hand through Britney's bush and opened her lips big enough to take my engorged cock and pushed it in - she was so moist that there was very little resistance, just perfect pressure and rhythm. Britney and Stella were so intent on each other, hands exploring and faces soaking wet, that I almost felt forgotten but Britney's gyrating was telling a different story. I could contain myself no longer and exploded into Britney's cunt just as she brought Stella to a stunning climax.

It's now become a code word between us, saying Britney's coming to decorate. If you print this I promise to tell you about our train journey next time!