Las cosas que puede hacer el vino....

After their honeymoon, one night we invited them to dinner at home. Martina and Enzo had gotten married a while ago, and although we knew Enzo for several years, we shared few outings among the four of us. Even Vicky ended up being Martu's zumba partner when she started taking zumba classes to prepare for the wedding... I cooked all afternoon to host them. They brought wine and dessert. Old anecdotes didn't take long to surface, nor did the laughter and red faces of embarrassment. The first wine was finished while we were eating appetizers. When opening the second bottle, I served the main course, some homemade pasta that went well with Malbec. Already the laughter was more relaxed, and some people's dizziness made themselves known. The warmth of the pasta, added to the alcohol, made us all feel warm, and we all took off our jackets, nothing out of the ordinary, but we ended up in tank tops all. The one who was most undressed was Vic, my girlfriend, wearing a basic white tank top that, combined with her impressive bust, made for a worthy view. The conversations between two young couples, obviously, became somewhat sexual, hot, and revealing in some cases. At one point, Enzo, already red-faced, whether due to the heat or the wine, says to Martu: Hey, do you see Vic's breasts? -M-si if E-what a piece of ass not? -M-si, honestly... -E-and look... -M-look. You're crazy! -E-no, look. Touch them, she'll let you. Martu looked at Vic, and Vicky returned her gaze without saying anything... Martu took this as a sign of acceptance and approached the chair where Vicky was sitting to place his hands on Vic's breasts and squeeze them softly, checking that they were totally natural. I noticed how Vicky's eyes closed and she bit her lower lip... It seemed like this pleased her. -Ah good... Can't get my hands in there - Martu said. We all laughed -You're not holding back either Vic said - neither... and then he groped her breasts to Martu E- uffff girls.... It's nice to see this.... The laughter was generalised.... The things that wine can do.... E- look at how hot it makes Martina when they touch her breasts.... It must be one of her most sensitive sides..... Yo- apa! We should check it out.... The girls were still fondling each other's breasts, their faces completely flushed and their breathing agitated. V- mmm let's see if it's true.... Then, one of Vic's hands released Martu's breast and went straight to unbutton her jeans, took a little effort but managed it, and then put her hand inside the jeans and inside her skirt to touch her pussy. Martina's eyes narrowed when she felt my girl's hand urging down there. A deep sigh indicated that what Vic was doing was correct. It was evident when he could penetrate with one of his fingers into the labia of Martu's pussy, because a short and sharp ahhhhh came out of her mouth. V- upa! Did you like it? M- Yes! I loved it! Martu released Vic's breasts and grabbed him by the back of the neck with her left hand, while with her right hand she grabbed his cheeks and ate his mouth. They got into a rare fight with tongues. Vicky pulled her hand out of the crotch of her now partner and showed us her fingers, where you could clearly see the drool forming between them and the shine of the flow. Y- ah! That must be a pussy!!! E- siiiii! You don't know how she gets when she's hot..... And it looks like... she's very hot!!! Y- yes, yes, it shows.... The girls weren't letting go. The kisses of one made the lips of the other disappear. They were taking turns to fondle each other. Y- girls, if you're uncomfortable, the bed is free.... When they heard this, they let go, looked at each other fixedly for a few seconds, and Vicky grabbed Martina's hand and quickly took her to the room. They didn't turn on the light. The moans and Whispers were heard from the dining room. E- I'm not missing this! - she jumped up from her chair and went to the bedroom. I followed her. We found Martina sitting on the edge of the bed, Vic standing between her legs, and kissing each other more passionately than ever. Enzo and I managed to sit down in some chairs or on the little armchair next to the bed where we leave our clothes and stuff. They were still fondling each other, and not much clothing was left. Since Martu is quite taller than Vicky, as they were sitting on the bed and my girlfriend standing, their faces were practically at the same height. Although Martina gave the first kiss. It seemed that afterwards she had a bit more shame, so my girl took the initiative. She took off her own sweater and then the white bra she was wearing. She took Martu's face and pushed it between her breasts. Almost choked her. She moved her away a few centimeters and took each of Vic's breasts with her hands, offering them to Martina. She didn't refuse. Her mouth alternated between the right and left nipple. She sucked, sucked, nibbled, and licked each breast of Vic, who enjoyed this more than ever. After a couple of minutes, Vicky went back to kissing her companion, and moved away just a little to take off her sweater. Martu helped her with the bra immediately. Those medium-sized breasts, with pink nipples and average size, came out into the open air. It wasn't necessary to turn on the light, because the necessary rays were entering through the window to see everything clearly without losing the moment's ambiance. Vic launched herself at Martu's chest and did the same thing she had done to her. She made her gently lie down on the bed and ran from her nipples down to her belly, kissing it softly and wetly, kissed her navel and introduced her tongue into it, and continued giving small kisses until reaching the edge of her panties, which had been exposed by having the jeans off. Unabroached. He inserted his fingers between the clothes and Martin's skin, and slowly pulled out her jeans, having to stop for a moment to remove her boots first. Then he finished taking off her panties, a white cotton string that was so wet it was transparent. In front of his eyes appeared a pink pussy with fleshy lips and a small streak of clear hairs, like an arrow pointing to the pleasure button. Paying attention to that little arrow, Vicky directed herself to kiss every corner. With her tongue, she separated the lips and gently but firmly rubbed Martin's clitoris, causing sighs and moans. The humidity in the area caused terrifying sounds. With his fingers, he began to separate the lips of the use the word: pussy and penetrate it. Introducing two fingers, he pressed upwards seeking the maximum pleasure point of Martin. While inserting and withdrawing his fingers, he also kissed her from top to bottom. He arrived at kissing her lower ring, and pressing with the tip of his tongue, barely managed to open it. He went back up again and separated the lips once more, massaging the clitoris with his tongue until he reached it with his teeth, very softly. This caused Martin to give small jumping movements of excitement. Seeing them, Vicky continued with the deadly combo: fingers, tongue, and teeth. Martu grabbed her hair and pushed her towards her pelvis, burying her face in all her wet sex. When Martin's orgasm was imminent, she grabbed Vic by the hair and almost violently pulled him out of her crotch, attracted him to her face and kissed him again, eating his own juices in this way. She made him spin around immediately, and now my girl lay on the bed. M- now it's my turn, precious... He finished undressing her, pulling off all her clothes at once. My girlfriend's depilated pussy appeared before her face, and she didn't hesitate to dive into it. Martin's face disappeared between Vicky's legs as she enjoyed the blow job she was giving. pegging her Zumba friend in an ungodly manner. Vic pushed her towards Martu with both hands and even wrapped her legs around the back of Martu's neck as if to prevent her from escaping and continuing her arduous task of pleasing her. Martina would occasionally manage to wriggle free to take a breath, but she looked astonished at the heat of my girlfriend and her own heat, and would go back between Vic's legs to continue eating her. At an accelerated pace, Vicky's orgasm was approaching. But Martu had other plans, and when she was about to make her cum, she wriggled free from Vic's legs and pounced on her. She went back to eating her mouth. Along with Enzo, we were watching the whole scene, cock in hand for a while now, each of us masturbating in our place, and almost couldn't believe it. I had a hard cock like few times in my life, and just the touch of my hand on the head of the cock was causing mini orgasms, so I was stroking myself very smoothly. Enzo's looked very hard too, and besides his cock, he was rubbing his balls with the other hand. Back to the girls, Vicky lying on the bed, Martu on top of her, they were kissing passionately while their breasts rubbed against each other. Their legs intertwined, they rubbed strongly against each other's sex until Martina sat up and directed the action, making Vicky lift a bit so she could settle into the famous 69 position. Now, with their shells rubbing, squeezing, and massaging each other, they were giving each other pleasure. The sound of splashing was incessant. Semi-seated, with legs entwined, rubbing clitorises against clitorises, one hand resting on the bed and the other taking hold of her partner's neck, they moved in sync, fiercely, savagely. Looking at each other, with their mouths open, gasping for air, they enjoyed the pleasure they were giving each other. They must have been like that for about ten minutes. Until finally, both of them reached orgasm. Vicky finished first, closed her eyes, and with cries Guttural, biting her teeth, she finally had her long-awaited orgasm. M- ah yes slut! Finish it up! Come on! And Vic was paying attention and finishing... M- ahhhhh ahhhhhh ahhhh now it's my turn!!!! And Martu unleashed his wild orgasm, which I rarely witnessed. Vic helped as much as he could, and in the middle, he had another orgasm, simultaneously with Martina's. When they slowed down a bit, they turned to kiss each other, and still entwined like that, they let themselves fall onto their backsides, united by their panting sex. The pulses and breathing were slowing down very slowly. Enzo looked at me and I looked at him. We couldn't believe it. We got up and approaching our partners, we kissed them, and immediately finished on their faces, filling their cheeks, nose, mouth, and to a lesser extent their breasts, where some droplets arrived with little force. I went to get a towel for the girls to clean up. We got dressed and made coffee. I wish it would happen again, Enzo said when we bid them farewell at the front door, making Martina turn bright red. We all laughed, but inside I thought 'I hope so'