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“Now that we have all the paperwork out of the way and you know what you’re in for…” I said, walking Vi into the kitchen. “Seltzer? Soda? I’d suggest beer, but you’re going to want to be clear-headed for all of this. But everything else in our kitchen is open to you." I said, pulling a seltzer for myself out of the fridge. I held up a bottle of my wife's favorite sparkling water and looked back at Vi, who was leaning on the kitchen island with her elbow.

She looked up at me, her bright eyes flitting over me briefly. "What does Brenda drink?" Vi said with a hint of naughtiness in her eyes.

"That's the water she usually gets."

"OK. Water, then." Vi smiled and reached into the fridge and grabbed the bottle. She took a sip and then leaned over and kissed me, her lips still cool from the drink. "Do I taste like her?” she said.

I ran my tongue over my lips. "A little, yeah." I reached up and put my hand on Vi's waist and leaned in, kissing her neck, my body pressing against her .

"Fuck, Wendy," she said, “this has already been so good, I cannot even imagine what you and Brenda have in store for me.”

“This is just kissing, for now…” I said, moving my hand to her ass

"Mmm…well, then you should keep kissing me."

"Brenda's going to be back soon,” I said, “And I know we didn’t want to get fully into things before she was back from the grocery, but, want to see how far we can push the definition of kissing in the next five minutes?"

Vi pressed me against the refrigerator, her body against mine, delightfully smothering me. She kissed me hard, slipping her tongue into my mouth. My lips felt like they were buzzing, sending jolts of pleasure between my legs as I let Vi run wild on me. She pulled back, a trail of saliva still connecting her to me.

"Oh…god, Vi…yes."

Vi kept her face close to mine. "You really are gorgeous, Wendy." she said. "Your skin, your eyes, your lips. I know you make a lot of women happy, even if you don’t think many are attracted to chubby Korean girls.”

"I think I'm making one of them very, very happy right now." I said.

Vi pressed against me hard and kissed me. “I love that you love me for who I am…” She was obviously getting turned on. I ran my hands under the hem of Vi's shirt and felt the silky smooth skin of her stomach.

"Mmm…you have such a nice body, Wendy…your curves…god…” Vi ran her hands up my stomach and grabbed my tits. I should have told her to stop, but it felt too good.

"They're D cups." I said.

"God, you're so fucking hot…I wish Brenda could see us like this."

I looked up to see the front door open, Brenda dropping her purse and her keys onto the entry table. "Oh, well aren't you two just the sexiest?" Brenda said .

"Hi babe,” I said.

“Welcome back…” Vi said, continuing to lavish my body with attention.

"Hi Vi…" Brenda said. She looked Vi up and down. “It’s almost odd to see you in clothes at this point, but, glad to see your alternate outfit is just as cute as the first.”

"Thank you." Vi smiled at Brenda. I was amazed by how relaxed Vi seemed, her hand on my breast and another on my waist while talking to my wife. "I think I'll take it off pretty soon when I fuck you and your wife, if that's ok…" Vi smirked.

Brenda let out a little laugh. "Well, we have a little time before things like that start back up again.” she said. "How are you, dear?" She came around behind the island and put her arm around me, pulling me in for a kiss.

"Vi's pinching my nipple right now so I'm feeling pretty fucking wonderful."

"Oh, is she?" Brenda looked at Vi and kissed her, then watched her hand knead my breast. I realized this morning that I hadn’t spent as much time with Vi as I wanted to last night, and I was beyond excited that she’d agreed to go the distance with Brenda and I.

Brenda reached up and cupped Vi's face and kissed her deeply, looking like she was about to devour her. "God you are fucking sexy, Vi." My wife said.

"Why, thank you," Vi said, grinning.

"Wendy, it's not very polite to have someone play with your nipples and not return the favor. Please don't leave Vi out, baby." Brenda said, looking at me with a wink.

I turned my attention back to the adorable woman with electric pink hair in front of me. She smiled, and I ran my hands under her shirt and then felt her breasts. Her tits were so nice, about the size of Brenda’s, but with larger nipples that I yearned to experience as much as possible. Vi moaned sharply as my fingertips ran up the lace of her bra .

"Do you like how her tits feel, babe? Can you feel how hard her nipples are? How big they are?" Brenda said.

I nodded, looking at my wife, smiling.

"You should feel them with your mouth, Wendy," Brenda said.

"Is that OK with you, Vi?" I said.

"You sucking my tits? Do you think I'm going to say no to you doing that when we’ve already done so much?” Vi giggled.

“Constant consent is important, Vi, we have to remember that.” I said, letting my head fill with lusty thoughts but reminding myself to check back in with reality.

“Yes, then.” Vi smiled, “Please suck my tits, Wendy.”

I kissed Vi on her neck, her jaw, her cheeks, and then on her lips, hard. I slipped my tongue inside of her mouth and ran it along Vi’s, tasting her. She sucked on my tongue while my hand snaked up to her bra strap. I pushed it down her shoulder, and she pulled it down through the arm of her t-shirt. With the bra cup free, I lifted the shirt and watched as Vi pulled down her bra to expose her left tit, the dark brown nipple begging for attention.

Vi leaned in to kiss me as I brought her nipple to my lips and flicked it with my tongue, tasting her skin as my mouth surrounded the hard flesh of her nipple.

"God, look at my wife, Vi," Brenda said. "Sucking your tits…aren't you glad she's had so much experience sucking mine and all your other friends that she can suck yours so well?"

Vi bit her lip. "Mmm…oh yes…that experience is…definitely paying off.”

"What do you think her mouth is going to feel like when she's going down on you later?"

"Even better…"

"And what about when I'm running my tongue through your little slit, Vi? Do you think I'll do a good job at it?" Brenda leaned in and kissed Vi as I continued to work her tit.

"Mmhmm…oh fuck…you both are too fucking sexy," Vi said. She grabbed me by the arm and led me into the living room, "come here…let's get more comfortable."

"Fuck, Vi," Brenda said. "you are one good kisser, you know that?"

"I think I might be better at other things…" Vi reached forward and unbuttoned the top button of Brenda's shirt. I watched her move down to the next button, watching this other woman undress my wife. It was so fucking hot. Vi looked over at me and then back at Brenda's exposed bra, her hands grabbing the cup of my wife's tits.

"God…Brenda has such nice tits too," Vi said. "you two are both just fucking perfect, aren't you?"

"We try…" I said. "Keep undressing her, Vi, I love to watch it."

Vi pushed my wife's blouse down off her shoulders. Brenda shook her head in excitement, pulling her blouse off completely, showing her black lace bra. "Wow," Vi said. "Can I take it off, Brenda?"

"Please do."

I watched Vi unclasp my wife's bra, freeing her breasts. "Holy fuck you are hot." Vi leaned in to kiss Brenda, while my wife's tits jiggled from Vi's attention.

"Can I take off your pants?” Vi said. It was even more hot to me that she was asking Brenda permission for each step.

My wife nodded. Vi reached forward, pulling down my wife's jeans, Brenda stepping out of them to show the black underwear that she was wearing.

"Those are cute…" Vi said, rubbing Brenda's pussy through her underwear. "they feel a little damp, too…"

"…I wonder what could have caused that." Brenda smiled at Vi, who continued to rub her through her panties.

"Do you want me to keep going?" Vi said, rubbing her finger along Brenda's covered clit.

"Mmmm…yeah, that feels good…but I want you to get me naked." Brenda said, a little breathy, her eyes locked on Vi.

Vi bit her lip as she hooked her fingers under the waistband of Brenda's panties, pulling them down over her ass and thighs, sliding them off of her calves. My wife stood in front of this beautiful woman, completely naked, and she was beaming.

"Holy shit…" Vi said, shaking her head and grinning. "I just want to look at you…" She put her hand on Brenda's waist, caressing my wife's skin as she stepped closer.

"Isn't she so fucking hot, Vi?" I said, admiring my wife's body as much as Vi was.

"So hot, Wendy…look at all those curves, fuck."

"Brenda, do you want to undress our guest now?" I said.

"Gladly," my wife said, looking into Vi's dark brown eyes.

Brenda stepped closer and kissed Vi, grabbing the back of her head while reaching up to feel Vi's breasts through the fabric of her bra. She lifted Vi's t-shirt, and Vi lifted her arms, allowing Brenda to pull it off and expose the black bra she was wearing, the left cup still pulled down from earlier. Vi's pert tits jiggled as my wife unbuttoned her jeans, pushing them down past Vi's round, pale ass and thick, muscular thighs. She pushed Vi's jeans down and off her calves, revealing Vi's matching panties, the outline of her pussy visible through the sheer fabric.

I watched the two of them stare at one another, their breasts just inches apart, only the thin fabric of their underwear between them. "I can't believe you're even real, Vi…and now me and Wendy get you all to ourselves…” Brenda rubbed Vi's large nipple under her thumb. "Do you mind if I take your bra off?"

"God, yes, please…take it all off…" Vi said, grabbing my wife's ass. Brenda reached behind Vi and unclasped her bra, watching it fall to the ground. She then quickly pulled Vi's panties down, exposing her neatly trimmed pussy. She grabbed Vi by her hips and pulled her closer, both of them now completely naked, their skin brushing together.

"Well, I think it's my turn to get naked, isn't it?" I said.

Vi looked back over at me and then grabbed me. I felt my entire body come to attention as her fingers traced along the waist of my jeans. She pulled the button from the loop and pushed my pants down my legs.

Brenda ran her hand through my hair and then pulled it hard enough to cause me to close my eyes. “Are you ready, Wendy?” she said, and then she leaned in and whispered into my ear, “Are you ready to do what needs to be done to little Vi here?”

“I am,” I said, the words feeling sweet on my tongue.