5 comments/ 22208 views/ 12 favorites All in Black and White By: topcattopone It's all in black and white. Jamie and I, I'm Susan by the way, had been friends with Chanise and Delroy since our schooldays, we all went to the same high school. We had often gone out together as a foursome and had even stayed over at each other's places occasionally. This was always quite proper with each couple staying with their own partner, although we had once made out with our husbands in the same room. Chanise and I had "fooled around" in my bedroom when we were about fifteen, but nothing like that had happened since. However, she and I were close friends and always kissed each other when we met or parted, these kisses had mostly taken the form of pecks on the lips. It wasn't long before we were doing the same to each other's husband. Sometimes the sight of two couples, one pair black and the other white out together had prompted a few "looks", but unlike in some areas, in our town it raised no comment. Jay and I have been invited over to dinner next Friday night with the tacit understanding that we might stay over. Chanise and I had naturally spoken about the forthcoming date. "How about we give the men something to look at?" I asked Chanise. She gave a deep throaty laugh, "How much are you suggestion we let them see?" She asked. "A bit more than usual." I murmured calmly, although what I was about to suggest was making me feel a tingle. "Let's say we wear something flimsy......." "...............With no underwear!" Chanise interrupted, laughing out loud. "Well I wasn't going to suggest nothing at all, just no bras." I protested gently. "Listen girl!" Chanise replied, "If you want to bring some excitement into your life, you better show some spunk!" She then laughed again, "But I guess that's what we'll be wanting the men to show! Ha Ha!" I laughed with her. "I think we need to go shopping, don't you?" We went to the market and looked round the women's clothes section. There were plenty of sexy, flimsy dresses there. "They are so cheap and not very well made." I remarked. "No need to spend too much money, Hon." Chanise said in return. "If these dresses have the desired effect, they may not last the night!" I put on a mock shocked look. "Whatever can you mean?" Chanise looked at me, "I know Delroy," she said, "If I give him half a chance, I may have trouble keeping my dress on!" I giggled and thought about Jay's reaction and secretly hoped he would be as forthright as Delroy was expected to be. We each bought two outfits, I bought a thin vest topped straight print dress which came to just above my knees and a shorter faux silk dress with a slit up the side. It had a scooped cowl neck which although quite low, was not as low as the back which came down to just above my waist. The spaghetti straps, were linked across the back of my neck, to stop them slipping. In essence, the dresses that Chanise bought were very similar to mine, but the details differed. For one thing, both of hers were much shorter than mine, one of them ridiculously so. "Chanise, you're never going to wear that in public?" "You're coming to dinner at my house, so whose going to see it apart from my husband?" She asked. "Jay?" "Oh well he'll just have to keep his fly buttoned!" She gave another healthy roar of a laugh. "Chanise I do love you!" I laughed and kissed her. Suddenly at that moment in the middle of the market, there was a frisson which we both felt as when we broke apart after a second or two, a tiny static charge shot between our lips. "That was nice." Chanise said quietly, I'll have another of those and kissed me again. This time there was no actual spark as the static electricity had already been discharged, but we both enjoyed the sensation. As we rode out of town on the bus, I took her hand. "I have something to tell you. – We are trying for a baby." "Sue! No!" Chanise seemed very surprised. "That's wonderful!" We hugged and she said "This is fate. So are we! We have been trying for a few weeks." "These things often take some time,- even years." I told her. She nudged me, "But the practice is a lot of fun!" We laughed so loud that other passengers on the bus began to stare at us. We got back to ours and decided to try on our new dresses. In order to add to the effect, it was agreed that one of us (me) would go upstairs and change, leaving the other (Chanise) in the lounge. Then the positions would be reversed. As I went upstairs Chanise called after me. "Remember no underwear!" I examined myself in the mirror, I dressed(!) in the thin vest top first. I hadn't realised quite how low cut the arm holes were. As I turned to each side, I could see that almost half of my breast was exposed under my arms. Neither was I quite prepared for how translucent to dress turned out to be. As the sun shone in through the window, I stood between that and the mirror. Depending how I stood, either my silhouette was clear through the dress, or my breasts and nipples were clearly defined. I gulped and wondered if I had been too rash in suggesting flimsy clothes when we were meeting up. "Come on Sue!" Chanise called up the stairs. "I want to see how you look!" I went down downstairs in some trepidation. I wasn't bothered about Chanise seeing me, but I was getting nervous about Friday evening. "Wow! Sue!" Chanise clapped her hands together. "You look fabulous!" "Do you think it shows too much?" I asked tentatively. "Not if you want to get shagged!" Chanise laughed. "I could do you myself right now! Let me look at you." She held me at arm's length, her hands on my shoulders. "You're one sexy bitch." She hooked her thumbs under the shoulder straps, and let them slide down my arms a little. "I could kiss you!" I said nothing. She kissed me full on the lips briefly, then saying "Now I must get into a similar state of undress." She dashed up the stairs. I restored my dress straps to their correct position thinking how easily they slid off my shoulders and sat on the sofa to await the arrival of Chanise. I brought my legs up onto the seat and was nicely surprised by the amount that the dress rode up my thighs. "Ready or not, here I come!" Chanise burst through the door wearing the shorter of her two dresses. It was almost too short to cover her. "I'll have to trim my bush." She said thoughtfully as she twirled in front of me. The same thought occurred to me. Her really dark skin went with the feint off-white colour of her dress. The material clung to her body, so well that her long nipples seemed to be trying to get out through the fabric. "Will he want me, do you reckon?" "He surely will!" I exclaimed. "I probably have to sit on Jay to stop him ravishing you himself!" She raised an eyebrow as if to say, "That might be fun!" I said nothing. Then I went back upstairs to try on my second dress. This turned out not to be as transparent as the first one, but was lower cut both front and back. I felt it definitely needed the tie across the back of my neck to help it stay on. As I returned to the lounge, Chanise had taken up my position on the sofa. The difference was that he dress was so short, almost all of her arse was below the hem of her dress. Her long slim legs were stretched along the leather seat. I wished I had legs like her. "Do a twirl." She instructed me. I did as she bid. She got to her feet and stood behind me. "You should wear it without the tie." She announced and promptly undid it. "The dress will fall off!" I protested. "Dance." She told me. "Go on dance! Let's see if it does." I moved as if to music and was surprised how secure the dress felt. "See!" she almost screeched, "You're quite safe. Unless your partner comes up behind you like this and takes advantage of the easy access to your tits." She held me to her from behind and slid her soft hands inside my dress and cupped my breasts. Unconsciously I was still dancing and she matched her movements to mine. We stayed like that for some time, several minutes dancing slowly together, my back to her chest. I covered her hands with mine through the thin dress material. Her thumbs found my nipples and barely touched them. I jumped but clasped her hands even tighter to my breasts. I felt one of her legs slide round and up mine. The back of her ankle rubbed up and down my inner thigh. Neither of us said anything, I think we were both lost on the moment. I turned around and put my arms round her waist and we kissed. I was surprised to find that her dress had ridden up into a crumpled roll. I pulled it a little higher. She sniggered and slid the top of my dress off my shoulders and down almost to my wrists. I took my arms through the straps and let her pull my dress down to my hips. I lifted her dress completely off over her head, so it didn't take long for her to drop mine to the floor. We stood, both naked in the middle of the room kissing and fondling each other. "This takes me back to when we were fifteen." I whispered. "Yeah." She uttered softly, "The difference is now, we know what to do!" I felt her hand cup my mons and I deliberately opened my legs a little wider to give her better access. She knelt before me putting her tongue between my labia lips. My reaction of pushing my cunt into her face encouraged her to lap up my juices which by now were flowing. She looked up at me, her face smothered in my fluid. "What to kiss me now?" She asked. I did want to kiss her, I wanted to lick her face clean of my oil. I knelt suddenly and she lost her balance and fell backward on the carpet. I lay on top of her and kissed and licked every part of her face. I felt her hand slide between our bodies and she began to finger her own cunt. "Let me do that." I whispered. Her answer came in the form of the slightest nod. I slid down her body, the sweat on both of us made the friction sin to skin less. I rested my head on her hip and started to finger her damp labia. Her legs parted and as I worked, my nose caught her scent and I edged my face closer to her vagina. Suddenly I turned my head towards the top of her thighs and licked the red gash that was before me. Natural progression caused us to adopt a sixty nine position and soon we were pleasuring each other. Such was our drive that it wasn't long before both of us experienced an orgasm. Then we lay, still in the sioxante neuf position but holding hands. "That's one thing that Delroy refuses to do to me, - lick me out." Chanise murmured. "Jay loves doing it." I replied before realising that my remark could have sounded cruel. "He expects me to blow him – and swallow. But he won't return the favour.." She carried on as if she hadn't heard me. "Jay likes me to do that too." I told her. "Before we were married, we did it everywhere, behind the club or pub, shop doorways in the town at night. But lately sex has become a strictly bedroom activity. Perhaps we're trying too hard trying for baby and forgetting the fun." "So that's why you wanted to liven things up a bit." Chanise said. I rolled off her and said "I suppose it is, was, is, Oh you know what I mean!" "Have you had fun today?" "Of course!" "Then kiss me again." We spent the next half an hour or so just cuddling and kissing. Then I realised that all our activities that afternoon had been conducted with the lounge curtains open. We live in a terraced house, the window is wide but tall and the sill is only about a foot off the floor, so if someone had been standing on the footpath outside, they would have been able to see everything. I didn't move straight away as I could see no-one looking in the window, but I did whisper to Chanise that the curtains were drawn back. As she took in what I had told her, her whole body suddenly tensed, but then relaxed. She laughed and suggested it was too late to fret about it and perhaps we should get dressed. We scooped up our clothes and dashed upstairs. There was a slight awkwardness between us for a moment. I think we were both a bit embarrassed at the turn of events. "That was unexpected." I said quietly. She nodded, smiled and sat, "But it was fun, wasn't it?" I had to agree, but it had broken a barrier, which neither of us knew had been there. She looked at me put her hands on my upper arms and somewhat shyly said, "I would like to do it again sometime if you're OK with that." I nodded. "Yes, it was fun and I would like it if we tried again, but are we being unfaithful to our husbands?" She looked a little exasperated. "What are we depriving them of exactly? This whole thing arose because we were exploring ways of arousing them in the first place!" She beamed a big smile showing her perfectly white teeth. "In fact knowing Delroy and Jay as I do, I think they would quite like to watch! We could, as a preamble perhaps put on a little show for them on Friday night." I was horrified at first, but then saw the essence of what she was saying. If we stimulate their libido to the extent that they raise their sperm count, we stood a better chance of getting pregnant. "I love you Chanise," I told her, "but not in that way." "Well you've got a damn fine way of showing just how much you don't love me if what you did today is any guide!" She said a little sharply, "Especially afterwards. Before, well you could say that it was pure lust, but that last half an hour on the floor wasn't wanton sex, it was love. We have been friends since before High School and I like to think we love each other a little too." I pulled her to me and hugged her. "Chanise, I am sure you are right. I didn't see it when it was right under my nose." "So are we going to give the boys a show on Friday?" "Hell Yes!" I exclaimed. "I'm going to wear you out, so you will be unable to resist Delroy." "I can't resist him already." She announced. "I just want to ensure that he is ready to pump his hot seed into me and impregnate me this weekend." "Me too." I added. After she had gone, I couldn't resist laying on the bed and masturbating myself to a climax. I was still all of a fluster when Jay returned home.... He looked at me a little strangely. "What?" I asked. "Well if I am honest you look slightly dishevelled, it's almost like you've just had sex." I felt myself blushing, I became all hot. "Have you something to tell me Susan?" I confessed, not about Chanise, just about the masturbation. He laughed! I was a bit put out because he laughed and laughed. "I thought it was always men that knocked one out on the quiet, not women!" "We women have needs too!" I protested then stomped into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Later over a glass of wine we both saw the funny side of it. That evening Chanise phoned me, luckily Jay was in the shower, so I could talk freely. "Are you still OK with our plan for Friday?" She asked. "Yes." "Everything?" "Absolutely!" I assured her. "Right, just to keep us in the mood, I have a little dare for you, don't worry I'll do it too, but I think it will be exiting." "What's that?" "We should both be naked under our overalls at work tomorrow." "Naked? Chanise, think about the risk!" I whispered into the phone. I should explain. Both Chanise and I work in the laboratory at a local electronics company. The lab is what they call a "clean room" in that we have to wear, overshoes, white hoods and toughened white paper overalls. These are completely opaque, so that there is no danger of being seen through the paper, but it is not unknown for them to get torn, say on the edge of benches etc. When this happens the wearer has to go immediately to change. This is done in the locker room where other employees both male and female are very likely to be. "You were after a little excitement and I I am presenting you with an opportunity to get some." She lectured me. "Are you in or out? Going for it or are you a little mouse?" I could hear Jay coming down the stairs. "Well?" She demanded I had to act quickly I didn't want Jay to know what we were talking about. He was nearly at the bottom of the stairs, when I finally gasped "Yes alright." "Is that my desirable, black sex slave on the phone?" He asked as he came into the room. "You wish!" Chanise called down the line, having heard what he said. "Tell him yourself." I told her and handed the phone to Jay. I wasn't party to their conversation, but it wasn't anything new, as all four of us joined in with the jocular sex talk, but that was as far as it ever went. I suppose we were all talk and no trousers in that regard. The next day Chanise and I met in the locker room at the start of our shift. "How are we going to do this?" I asked in a whisper. The room was busy as it was a shift change. Normally we would have normal clothes under the overalls, these having to be made out of synthetic or man made material. It is not normal therefore to strip down to other than a vest or shirt and trousers, before donning the protective clothing. Chanise had got it all worked out. "We cover for each other. You engage the others in conversation and keep them facing you whilst I take off my shirt and slacks and get my overalls on. Then I'll do the same for you." It worked too, at least as far as Chanise getting changed. She was very quick, which was good because in my nervous state I was already running out of riveting conversation with which to keep my colleagues so fascinated that they continued to look at me. I did notice that Chanise had come prepared, which I had not. She was not wearing any underwear when she arrived. So it was only a matter of seconds before she was covered in her paper overalls. Luckily she is a bit more gregarious than I and she had no trouble in entertaining the others, whilst I struggled to take off my bra from under my shirt before completing the change unobserved. We were the last two waiting to enter the air lock and vacuum brush, so we had a moment or two to talk. "Jay nearly caught me wanking yesterday after you'd gone." I whispered to her. I need not have whispered, "WOWEE!" She shrieked" Jay caught you wanking?" "SSSHHHH!" I urged her, hoping no-one had heard her outburst. Then the doors of the air lock opened. "You have a lot to tell me over lunch!" She told me as she went into the air lock leaving me outside to contemplate on eavesdroppers. The nature of our work means that we are not readily able to communicate during the day, but I noticed that Chanise kept looking at me from across the bench and although I couldn't see her mouth, I just knew that she was smiling at me because of the sparkle in her eyes. Lunchtime is taken as a staggered break and it was easy enough for us to arrange to take munch at the same time and virtually guarantee that we could be alone I the locker room. We slipped out of our suits and into our everyday clothes to visit the canteen. Where of course she interrogated me with persistent questions on how I came to be bringing myself off so soon after letting her leave my house. I realise that I haven't described the feeling of being naked under paper clothing at work. In reality it didn't feel that much different to a normal day at work. Perhaps because of the intensity of the work, but I don't think I'll bother to try it again. The friction of my nipples against the paper was a slight distraction but it was neither uncomfortable nor erotic. Chanise was of a different mind however. "Girl am I H.O.T!" She exclaimed as we finished our shift, so I guess Delroy was in for a treat when he got home. When Friday evening came round Jay and left the house to make our way to our dinner date at Delroy's and Chanise' home. By prior arrangement, Chanise and I were to get (un)dressed in our skimpy outfits as a surprise for the men, but If I had left our house in my dress it would have given the game away. So we were to nip up stairs and change before serving dinner. All in Black and White I helped lay the table, whilst the boys were busy discussing the forthcoming football match at the weekend. A quick nod to Chanise and we both slipped away upstairs at the opportune moment. I was wearing my vest topped dress with the side exposure of my breasts. It also gapped a great deal when I leant over. (I hadn't discovered this the other day). Chanise and I went into the kitchen and called the boys to sit at the table as we were about bring in the plated meals. When we emerged into the dining area, each bearing two plated meals, dressed in next to nothing, Chanise was wearing a similar dress to mine, but shorter, the chins of the boys dropped as they gaped at our appearance. "Don't say anything, eat your food." Chanise instructed them. Delroy just couldn't stop himself from commenting. "Girls, you sure are hot! I wish we had taken you out to a restaurant now." "Dressed like this?" I asked him. "That's tomorrow night." Chanise told him emphatically and looked at me daring me to contradict her. The meal was finished, together with two bottles of wine, (we needed some Dutch courage), then we told the boys to clear the table and load the dishwasher and we would have a surprise for them when they had done it. Whilst they were gone, we set into motion a plan for how we were going to start this "show" off. That dishwasher must have been the quickest loaded in history, for they were back within what seemed a couple of minutes. We had only just finished re-arranging the furniture so that the two armchairs were one side of the room and the three-seater settee was the other. I told the men to take an armchair each and handed each of them a drink. Chanise put on some slow dance music. We began to dance in unison, not touching each other at first, then one of us would face away from the other and her partner would place her hands on the other's shoulders. This move would be reversed, until we were dancing facing each other. The boys were loving it and they both gave a surprised whoop when we kissed. Our kisses became more passionate and as we could see we had an appreciative audience, we began to relax and enjoy ourselves. Hemlines were pulled up, before they were released, proving without any doubt that we wore only the dresses and nothing else. Then tits were bared for a moment or two before being covered again. Both men sat forward in anticipation when we girls set ourselves down on the settee. I lay on top of Chanise, kissing an running my hands through her black shoulder length hair, messing it up completely. Meanwhile she pulled up my dress baring my bum and most of my back. I opened my legs so my knees were at the sides of her thighs and she ran her fingers down my back, into my bum cleavage and scraped her nails around the rim of my anus. I reacted instinctively by thrusting my pelvis down on hers and this elicited a groan from our husbands. "Shall we get them up?" I whispered to Chanise. Her only reply was a "Hmm mm." So I levered myself off her and then took her hand to help her up. We stepped across the room hand in hand, before offering our free hands to the men who stood up, their erections immediately obvious and melted into our arms. For a moment we danced together as a group, before splitting into our respective couples. Jay put his mouth near my ear. "Sue darling you are the sexiest woman in the world!" I suspect that Delroy was saying something similar to Chanise. "You liked our little show did you?" I asked him. His only reply was to almost crush me in his arms. I could feel the hardness of his penis pushing against my belly. "Would you like to get rid of my dress?" I asked him. A grunt of agreement was my reply. "Do something for will you? Rip it off me slowly, but I want it torn, not slipped from my body. He pulled his head away and looked me in the eye. I returned his look with bright eyes and a tiny nod. He lowered his arms from my waist and hoisted up my dress until he could reach the hem. He gripped the rear seam and eased it open then gently torn the fabric apart until he reached my waist. He looked at me again and in response to his raised eyebrow, thrust my tongue down his throat. He then systematically stared to destroy my dress without it dropping off me. Delroy spotted what Jay was doing and adopted an altogether different approach. Within seconds Chanise' dress or more precisely, the remains of it, was on the floor. I still even now think that the slow process was the sexier. However, Chanise was suddenly lifting Delroy's shirt over his head, whereas I still in my rags, undid Jay's belt and pushed down his slacks until they were around his thighs. I eased him back down into the armchair to allow me to rid him of both his trousers and his boxers. As I pulled him up I ripped open the front of his shirt and let him finish off my dress, so we were both naked. Delroy wasn't far behind, so all four of us were naked together for the first time ever. Chanise, held out her hand to me, which I took and we pulled our partners in so we had the group of four of us arms around each other. The two men were a bit hesitant about putting their arms around another man, so Chanise quickly nipped across the group so we were man, woman, man, woman. I could hardly take my eyes off Delroy's penis whilstit was not as thick as Jay's, it seemed to have enormous length. I noticed Chanise looking at the girth of Jay's prick. She saw me looking and made a WOW shape with her mouth, indicating that she thought it would be too big. I just inclined my head a little as if to say "I can handle it." Chanise lowered Delroy to the floor and lay half on top of him, but allowing me a view of his penis from the side. Jay put me on the floor also, there wasn't an awful lot of room, so I found my head close to Delroy's hip. Jay wasn't going to waste any more time and mounted me, his head was very close to Chanise' bum. It was impossible not to touch the other couple. I was getting shagged and I knew it. Jay thrust into me with such ferocity that it seemed only seconds, (it must have been longer), before we both climaxed. I looked round to see that Delroy was lying on his side watching us, Chanise was also watching, lying on top of him with her thighs spread either side of his legs. Delroy's erection was quite close to my face, although in no danger of touching me. I have no explanation for what happened next. I leant over and took Delroy's long prick into my mouth. I had previously told Jay that Delroy refused to lick Chanise' cunt. He was staggered at this news, saying that if anything had eluded him in his life it was licking out a black woman. This opportunity was just too tempting for him and he scrambled over and took the deep red open lips before him and covered them with his mouth. This was a new experience for Chanise, (apart from when I did it of course). She lay whispering sweet nothing into Delroy's ear as he felt and watched a white woman sucking his prick. Such was the length that I couldn't take all of it , but that left room for Chanise to get her hand to it and she began to wank off Delroy into my mouth. He seemed mesmerised by all this and simply let it happen. Mean while Chanise was having trouble concentrating on her job in hand so to speak as she was being pleasured by Jay. I could tell that Delroy was getting close to ejaculation and I was determined to take it and swallow. I reckoned without Chanise losing control at the crucial moment and yanking the stiff prick away from my lips in her quest to have a climax with a man licking her cunt. Delroy splattered my face with the first spurt of his thick seed, but I took the rest into my mouth and gulped it down. As we all rolled apart, nobody spoke, but we had all experienced an orgasm, so we were even. Unfortunately Chanise had not been fucked, but no doubt Delroy would take care of that later on. As we stood up, she took my messy face in her hands, kissing and licking it clean. "We'll talk about this in the morning." She said and led Delroy by the hand up to their bedroom. We knew where we would be sleeping their spare bedroom and after a few moments alone in the lounge, we followed them upstairs. During the night jay and I made love several times. He did ask me what possessed me to suck Delroy off and I could not offer a logical explanation, but posed the question to him, "In the light of what happened are you annoyed that I did?" He admitted that he was not, although he was surprised that Delroy had not objected to him licking Chanise out. Sounds from both our bedrooms indicated that the sex was not over for the night. The next morning Chanise and I met in the kitchen, I had nothing on simply because I had nothing to put on but my day clothes and I hadn't yet had a shower. Chanise was wearing a bathrobe. She kissed me full on the lips, "That was for taking the initiative last night." "What did you say to Delroy to make him let me do it?" I asked her. "I was telling him to fill the bitch's mouth, make her choke on his cum, make her vomit on the force of him filling her throat..... And things like that." She replied. "Well it almost worked but I missed some as it went all over my face!" I laughed. "I'm glad it did, otherwise I wouldn't have had a taste at all!" she giggled. We took tea up to our men, but it went cold as we each had intercourse again with the sun shining through the window. After some considerable delay because of the queue for the shower, we all assembled in the dining area of the lounge for breakfast. The general consensus was that we had all had fun last night, and the men insisted on taking us out for dinner that very night. The only proviso was that we women had to dress in a similar style to that which we had adopted the previous evening. Chanise and I were so taken along with the good spirit that we actually agreed! We spent a lazy morning and had an early lunch. Chanise and I packed off the men to the nearest Premier League Football match, whilst we repaired to my house to collect my other dress. As I went upstairs to get I thought I had left Chanise in the lounge, but she followed me up and went into the bathroom. I assumed she wanted to use the toilet, but I heard her turn on the shower. I went to investigate and found her waiting for me. "Let's get wet." She said and pulled me fully clothed under the big showerhead. In a moment we were both soaked through I was wearing a denim miniskirt and a vest. I was wearing panties, but no bra. Chanise was in a black tunic top and jeans. She held me to her. "You daft bastard." I said to her laughing. "But you love me." She said in way of a reply. "Kiss me." This was getting to be a habit, but an enjoyable one. I lifted off her tunic top and watched the water running down over her beautiful black breasts. Her nipples were standing proud so much that the water was dripping off them. I hugged her and asked her if she enjoyed jay licking her cunt as much as when I did it. "Why don't you have another go to help me decide." She replied with a dirty laugh. I knelt before her and eased her jeans and panties over her hips. It was really difficult getting them off her feet. "remind me to wear a skirt next time." She said, the water cascading off her long curly hair. "Next time?" I questioned. "Of course!" She retorted. "I hope there will be hundreds of time we enjoy each other now we have started". "So do I!" I mumbled before planting my head between her inner thighs. I gave her an orgasm before she started to undress me. My vest might just as well not been there, it was a light yellow and turned transparent immediately it got wet. Nonetheless, she eventually took it off me and followed this by dropping my skirt and panties on the floor of the shower. She began to lather me up with shower gel. It was so sensuous, her stroking her soft soapy hands over my body, It became very erotic and she brought me to a climax with her fingers. "This is something else we could show the boys." She suggested. "It would be a bit awkward in your bathroom, but I suppose we could oil each other up in the lounge." I said. "Susan you're brilliant!" she suddenly exclaimed. "What better incentive could the men want to give us a good fucking? Their sperm count would be way high!" We dried ourselves off, then I said "You can't wear you clothes home wet, what do want to borrow?" "Anything that you suggest." She said with a grin? "Anything?" I answered laughing. She held me close, we were both still naked, "Absolutely anything as much or a little as you wish." She emphasised the "Little" to great effect. "One of Jay's shirts then." I told her. "As long as you'd be prepared to walk with me to the car, then I'm happy." She confirmed. As we walked to the car I had my bag with my other dress that we bought at the market and a plastic carrier bag with Chanis' still slightly damp clothes. She was fully engaged with trying to stop the tails of Jay's shirt flying up and reveal her nudity underneath. I had accessorised the shirt with a belt and bloused the shirt slightly above it, this of course in turn made the tails even shorter. "I make you go out in public like this one day!" She threatened me. I was both horrified and excited by the prospect. The boys returned from the match ever so slightly sizzled, so we gave them strong coffee we didn't want them going to sleep on us, at least not until the deed was done much later on. For a dare Chanise was still wearing Jay's shirt. We offered no explanation as to why this was the case, I am not even sure Jay even recognised his own shirt. We discovered that they had made a booking at a very expensive hotel restaurant a few miles out of town. It was therefore necessary to order a taxi otherwise none of us would enjoy watching the drinks intake. The men changed and sat in the lounge waiting for Chanise and me to put in an appearance. Because we were going somewhere "posh" we elected to wear hold up stockings. Chanise persuaded me that I really didn't need the tie across the back of my neck to hold my dress up. In fact she settled the matter by cutting it off. Now if I moved too quickly one shoulder strap or the other, (perhaps even both) were likely to take a trip down my arms. We presented ourselves downstairs and the boys gave a whoop of delight. My dress was a little more revealing than the one I wore the night before in that there was more flesh exposed. However it turned out not to be as transparent as the first one, but was lower cut both front and back. I felt it definitely needed the tie across the back of my neck to help it stay on, but that option had been taken off me when Chanise cut it away. Chanise wore her other dress which previously I had not seen on her. Spaghetti straps supported a square neckline across the top of her boobs which was low enough to determine the beginnings of her cleavage. The back was cut down to just above her waist. The straps were linked only to the sides of her dress immediately under her armpits. The material was a sort of cotton voile, which in a certain light allowed her large areola to be seen through it. Her nipples stood out like the proverbial chapel hat pegs. The hem of the dress came to mid thigh when she was standing. I looked forward to seeing how much leg was revealed when she sat. I didn't have long to find out as the taxi arrived. It was an ordinary saloon car. Chanise, Delroy and I sat in the back, whilst Jay sat alongside the driver. I glanced across and saw that the hem of Chanise' dress had ridden right up to the top of her thighs, indeed it looked as though there was no skirt at all to her dress. Delroy, sitting in the middle, put one hand on his wife's thigh and because there was nowhere else for him to comfortably pt the other, it ended up on my thigh. He made no attempt to caress me or move his hand in any way, but feeling his hand against my stockinged thigh was almost electric. I had to see what would happen if I moved my leg, not easy in the confines of the cramped seat of the car, so I raised my leg a little. Delroy immediately lifted his hand away and murmured "Sorry" Luckily, Jay was in conversation with the driver so didn't hear. Neither would he have heard my whispered reply. "It's all right." Then a second or two later, "I liked it." He immediately replaced his hand, this time his fingers were spread a little and reached further round to my inner thigh. It was wrong, but I moved my leg again slightly, this time a bit higher. Delroy's fingers touched my bare flesh just above my stocking top and I found myself getting turned on. Then the distinctive aroma of female juices began to waft over the back of the car. We arrived at the hotel right then and as we extricated ourselves from the car, Chanise said softly to me, "Thank god we got here before he gave me an orgasm!" I looked at her and giggled. "Didn't you smell it? He had been fingering me all the way here" I was relieved that she hadn't realised what her husband had been doing to me on the way. It was probably best that we arrived when we did, or I might have been tempted to have him touch me in the same way. We were greeted by the Maitre d' who told us there was a private function on in the ballroom that evening and we might be disturbed by some noise. He showed into the bar where we perused the menu and ordered. We sat on bar stools, as we did so, Chanise showed off a spectacular amount of leg, almost more than she had. Earlier I had helped her trim her bush and now it seemed it was a good job that I had! Our table was in a corner in an attempt to minimise the noise coming from the ballroom. We each sat opposite our spouses and the men had gallantly allowed us girls to sit with our backs to the wall so we could see the various comings and goings, whilst they had just us to look at. I don't think they had a problem with that. The meal was great and the wine flowed. The Sommelier knew a good thing when he saw it and made sure that our glasses were re-filled continuously. Hence our consumption was unrestricted. As is the way, Chanise and I visited the ladies room together and walking across the hotel lobby we could hear that the private function was spilling out of the room provided and they had a good dance band. "Hey guys how do you feel about crashing the private function?" This was Jay, he had obviously seen and heard what we had noticed. It was so easy we just walked straight in and to give us time to reconnoitre the situation regarding the bar, we took straight to the dance floor. I loved dancing with Jay, he had once taken some dancing lessons to impress a girl, (not me) and after we got together, I seldom had the chance to exploit his skill. "Susan you are the most beautiful girl......." He began. "Steady on....." I told him. "In my arms tonight!" he laughed. And we danced on for quite a while. "You haven't danced with Chanise yet." I remarked a bit later on. "Is that because you want to dance with Delroy?" He laughingly demanded. "What that big oaf? Have you seen him try to dance?" I replied. "I imagine he might be good if they played some Reggae." "But then you'd have to do some booty shaking for him." Jay laughed again. "This is good tonight, isn't it?" I had to agree and none of the nervousness that either Chanise or I had about being somewhat under dressed surfaced at all. In the event I did dance with Delroy and Jay danced with Chanise. Luckily it started as a slow dance where we could cuddle up and I had half a chance of steering him around the floor. He complimented me on how I looked, for which I thanked him, then I asked him if he liked touching my leg as much as I liked him doing it. He laughed out loud, "You're sure direct woman!" he exclaimed. Then in a softer voice said he wanted to explore a white woman's leg, especially ones as good as mine. All in Black and White "Just a leg, or something more?" I said slyly. "Now you're a temptress with a wicked mind!" He said. Just then Jay tapped him on the shoulder, "I'd like to dance with my wife if you please." He announced. "I brought another woman along for you." He presented Chanise to her husband. We all laughed and each danced off with our respective partners. "You sly woman." He said to me "I think you were enjoying that too much.2 He was right. "I want to dance with you before they quicken the music up again." I rested my head on his shoulder and felt his hand edging the strap of my dress off my shoulder. "Tell me if you want me to stop." He said. I said nothing and kept my peace when both straps were down to my elbows. It was intensely erotic in the middle of a crowded dance floor, with my dress beginning to feel that it might fall off. "You can do what you like you know Jay." I told him "With the dress, I mean, or touch me anywhere, right here right now. I won't run off the floor screaming." He slid one arm out of my dress them did the same with the other holding the dress up with his hands. "Do you trust me?" he asked. I looked him straight in the eye, smiled and said, "Absolutely not, but I will do this." I put my arm around his neck and clung to him, The only thing preventing my dress slithering to the floor was the pressure between our two bodies. "Step away from her Jay, step away." The voice was that of my best friend, Chanise. "I want to see that dress on the floor." I looked at her and replied, "Why don't you let Delroy do the same to you? Are you scared?" I gave glance and a sweet smile to Delroy and nodded to him. "Let's see what happens Jay, before you strip me here in public." He momentarily released the pressure but held firm to my dress. This allowed my breasts to come almost out of the top of my dress then he pulled me back towards him and my nipples were rubbing against his jacket. "That's nice." I murmured into the side of his neck. He didn't drop my dress to the floor and neither did Delroy pull Chanise' shoulder straps off her arms. He did however have his hands down the back of her dress for quite a long time. Because Chanise had plans for when we got back to theirs, we suggested to the boys that it might be worth their while to take us home pretty soon. Clothes rearranged we stood in the hotel lobby and asked the doorman if there were any taxis outside. He pulled a face and said he would ring for one if we liked. Just then, by an amazing stroke of luck. Someone was getting dropped off having come from the airport. What is more because it was an airport taxi, it was a proper London type cab. Technically the driver was not supposed to pick up other than from the airport, but a couple of fivers waved under his nose soon solved that problem. Delory and Chanise sat in the rear seat, whilst Jay and I sat in the folding seats, so we were facing the others. Jay put his arm round my shoulders and once again pushed the strap of my dress out of place and down my arm. I kissed him. "Do the other one." I whispered to him and soon the top of my dress was in my lap as he caressed my breasts and made me all of a tingle. We were in the best position as the driver could not see us in his mirror. "Do you want to take it off?" I asked Jay. I raised my bum off the seat and he deposited my dress around my ankles. His hands and fingers were everywhere and we were both loving it. Delroy had taken a different approach and hoisted Chanise' dress up past her waist and proceed to carry on fro where he left off on the way to the hotel. Suddenly the driver called, "We're at your post code mate." As he didn't know the area, Jay had just given him the code to put into his sat nav. The driver now needed more precise instruction. Which Delroy gave him as I struggled back into my dress. Once in the house, the boys were all for shagging us rotten, but we told them to get them and us a drink and sit in the armchairs like they had the previous night. We had secreted two bottles of baby oil in the room in easy reach for later. Outside in the hallway, Chanise and I had a quick discussion about whether we should take off our dresses before went back into the room. It was settled by her saying "Hell no! Let's strip each other whilst we are oiling up." "You mean oil the dresses as well?" I giggled. "Yes and rip them off too!" She went into the room and lay down two large bath towels on the carpet and collected our drinks. Then we sashayed barefoot into the room arm in arm, each carrying our drinks, swinging to the music. We ceremoniously gulped our drinks down in one, (The strength of mine made my eyes water; Thanks Delroy!), then handing the boys the empty glasses, began to dance with each other again. I roughed up Chanise' hair and she did the same to me, but the next thing I noticed was she was rubbing oil into mine. I could feel the oil soaking my hair and running down behind my ears, over my forehead and down my face. I pulled her to me and kissed her hard. I also managed to wrest the oil bottle out of her hands and dripped a load of it on top of her head. She let me have the oil and started to hoist up the skirt of my dress. I thought she was going to take it off, but she simply wanted to gain access to my bum with her oily hands. I pushed my pelvis against hers as she began to finger my anus. We were still kissing. I let the oil drip down her back inside her dress, letting the fabric soak up the excess. In the event although the dress absorbed some of the oil, a lot of it ran down her body then taking the route down her legs to her feet. I still had control of the bottle and placed it between our necks letting the contents spill out and soak the front of our dresses. When this had finished and the bottle was empty, we separated a little and I tore the front of her dress from her bust to her waist, then she ripped mine up from the hem to waist. Then we discarded the dresses completely and lay down on the big fluffy bath towels that Chanise had provided. There was so much oil on us that we had difficulty maintaining a hold on each other as we kissed, cuddled, sixty-nined and licked each other's arses. After a good while of this, we looked up and Chanise said "Hey you two why have you still got you clothes on?" I added "Yeah" Get stripped of and join us down here." They didn't need a second invitation and in a matter of seconds the floor was covered in a writhing mass of humanity. Chanise managed to get hold of the second bottle of oil and we slathered it over the men's naked bodies. They didn't seem to mind. Suddenly Delory was on top of me. He kissed me which I liked immensely, then I felt his long prick pushing at my vagina which was both soaked in oil and my juices. This wasn't part of the plan, but I was so happily drunk and oiled up that I couldn't push him off. After a moment or two I couldn't be bothered to try. A few seconds after that I positively encouraged him to penetrate me further. I found myself wrapping my legs round him to hold him inside me. Then he started grunting and I knew he was about to ejaculate his seed right up inside me and I knew I was past the point of even trying to get him out of me. I swear I felt the hot spunk creaming my insides and I knew the deed was done. Don't ask me how, but I knew that instant I was pregnant. Delroy collapsed on top of me and we were cheek to cheek. "Sue......." He began. I shushed him and simply said "Lick me out then do the same to Chanise." No-one was more surprise than me when he started to slide down past my tits, kissing them as he went, his tongue explored my belly button and my groin. I have shaved my pubes completely bare to make it better for Jay, but in that moment Delroy kissed my labia. I suddenly looked to see Jay fucking Chanise for all that he was worth. They were taking not notice of what we were doing. I was in ecstasy as his big rough tongue abraded my labia and then he took my clitoris into his mouth and I came in his face. Then I realised that Jay and Chanise had finished and were watching Delroy serving me with his tongue. I pushed his shoulder and he looked up. I nodded in the direction of his wife and he crawled over to her, pushing Jay out of his way, then buried his face in her cunt. Considering that she was dripping another man's semen out of it, this was commendable. Jay came over and lay with me, kissing me and asking if I was all right. I nodded, I couldn't speak other than to say "Make love to me Jay." He did just that, being very gentle and caring and he entered my vagina with his thicker prick, but had no semen to offer. "Did you come in Chanise?" I asked quietly. He nodded. After about an hour, we took turns to shower and return to the lounge in a collection of bathrobes and nightwear. It happened that Delroy and I were left alone for a moment. "I think you've made me pregnant Delroy." I told him. "You felt that too did you?" He replied. I nodded just as Jay and Chanise came in from the kitchen bearing hot milky drinks. Chanise sat next to me on the settee. "Thank you Sue." "Thanks for what?" I asked. This was not the conversation that I was expecting. "Thank you for teaching Delroy to lick pussy." I gave a little laugh, "I shaved it but not for Delroy!" "Well it worked." "What just happened?" Jay asked. "We swapped partners." I told him "No-one is more or less to blame than anyone else." "Well when I saw Delroy fucking your brains out, I took the opportunity to do something that I'd wanted to do for months now." He said. "I don't blame you, she's beautiful." I told him and meant it. It would have been dishonest to say anything else, bearing in mind how our relationship had gone in the last few days. Sunday was a lazy day, I did not tell jay about my suspicions that I might be pregnant. I thought I would tell when I knew for certain. All four of us lounged around their house in various stages of undress for the whole day. There didn't seem any point in false modesty. We parted on good terms and there was no awkwardness between any of us, we just got on as we had always done. There was no holding back on the goodbye kisses either. When we got home, Jay and I made love again, I suppose the all day nakedness had affect our libido, and I was happy to have him fill me with cum as ever. About two weeks later during my lunch break at work, a test confirmed my "interesting condition". Jay was also at work, so the first person I told was Chanise. She gasped. "I've not been feeling that well myself this last week." She said. "Do you think you might have been caught too?" I asked her. She shrugged. "The pack contained three tests, I've only used two to confirm, both positive, why don't you use the third one?" She took the package out of my hand and disappeared into the toilet. A few minutes later, I could tell the result by the look on her face, her eyes were brimming with tears, for one thing. "Positive?" I asked. She nodded smiling. "We have to face the possibility that the fathers are not our husbands." I said later at tea break. "I will love my baby no matter." She replied. I took her hands in mine, "I am sure you will, just as I will love mine." "What do you think Jay and Delroy will say, or even think?" she asked no-ine in particular. "Delroy has an idea already." I confessed. She looked at me sharply. "How? Have you been talking to him?" I shook my head, "Only on the night. I felt that it had happened straight away and told him so then, although I really had no idea." "He said nothing to me!" She exclaimed. "There wasn't anything positive to say – then. No of course there is." I replied. You and Delroy come over to ours tonight and we'll all talk about it." Jay and Delroy were both mystified as to why we had organised a get together on a Monday evening. Jay was completely shocked by the news, Delroy appeared to be also, but I suspect that was to save having to tell the others that he and I had our suspicions on the night. "Well there's one good thing about it." Chanise told the assembly, "We can have as much sex now for a few months without worrying about it. So we did and we developed into almost a family of four, but still living in separate houses. We swapped partners on a frequent if not regular basis, sometimes I stayed overnight at Delroy's, whilst Chanise stayed in our house with Jay and any other combination. The only thing that did not happen was the men sleeping together, although Chanise and I often did. All this happened almost two years ago and our two families are now inextricably linked, for both Chanise and I gave birth to a delightful coffee coloured daughter. Both men act like fathers to both toddlers who are treated like sisters and are equally loved. We are all very happy. Oh. I forgot to tell you. Chanise shaved her pussy too. It makes it so much better when we rub our periniums against each other scissoring our legs to gain maximum contact, mixing our juices together and wetting each other's thighs.