Night of Solo Moms...

This story was told to me by Andrea, my wife. It happened just a few days ago. And it's understandable, especially after having spent a year so postponed in many senses due to the pandemic.
The issue is this: since our children started going to kindergarten, a group of friends formed among the parents, which over time became solidified. But especially among women. In these days, I think it's something common to everyone, finding that in every female gathering, immediately a communion, a support as a group, is generated, which wasn't so common in other times.
In the end, they call it: the night of solo moms. And it's something that explains itself. A night every now and then, they choose a place to get together and, stripped of kids and husbands, they prepare to enjoy the moment, chatting, drinking, and dining. But, as far as I know, mostly chatting and drinking...
With Andrea we don't keep secrets from each other, so after every one of those get-togethers, I'd find out about everything... both the other 'moms' and the 'dads'. Affairs, abortions, excesses, fantasies... at a certain point in the encounter, loosened up by drinking, everyone opens up, or rather, their tongues get away from them.
They usually talk about things that have an immediate impact, although they don't go much further than what anyone would do. But never had something like that night happened to me... I really would have liked to be a witness to the situation.
This time, after so long without seeing each other, taking advantage of the government's authorization to get together, they decided, almost immediately, to have another mom's night out. Andrea offered her house, although small, it was enough, and in a few WhatsApp messages, they had already confirmed around 10 people's presence.
I grabbed the kids and went to spend the night at my olds', to leave them with free space and not have to worry about being stuck until the reunion ended.
The night was beautiful, clear and cool, after a somewhat hot day. And I left just when I saw Marina arrive.

Marina must be the youngest in the group. Young in age, because no matter where you look, she's molded in generous proportions. She must be around 29 years old, a friendly brunette with long wild hair, a shaved side, and colorful tattoos. She usually wears intense-colored dresses that accentuate her curves. On this occasion, she was wearing a green and black dress, quite loose at the top, which allowed me to enjoy the bounce of her tits as she walked. To make matters worse, when I saw her arrive on the sidewalk, she hurried over giving a little trot so I could wait for her with the door open. Oh my god! On top of that, Marina had a baby some time ago and I don't know if she's still breastfeeding...

What I do know is that those breasts are about to explode. And besides, the daughter of a slut, never wears a bra.
We said hello keeping prudent distance, chatted briefly, I asked about her partner, the baby, and let her pass, so I could discreetly check out that precious ass: big, but well-proportioned. Too bad the dress wasn't fitted... I remember having seen her more than once at school reunions, bent over, doing some of those common activities that make us parents, and... What a beautiful ass! Impossible to resist the urge to sink my teeth into those flesh... Well, until there I was a witness. I left Andrea at home with Marina and went away. The rest my wife told me the next day.
The meeting was held in the living room. In reality, the apartment is small, we have only one open space, with the kitchen at one end, the living room in the center, and the bed, where Andrea and I sleep at the other end. The bathroom is next to the only other room in the house, where the kids sleep.

It seems that, initially, things went a bit wrong. Because apart from Andrea and Marina, only three more moms showed up, and the rest dropped out: they were given a little something for the virus... that, at the end, my husband couldn't stay with the kids... what unexpected thing... and so on.

To make matters worse, of the three who arrived later, only one, Eliana, came in time to stay. The others left quite early.

The question was that, at the best part of the night, there were only three: Andrea (my wife), Marina (the one I told you about) and Eliana.

Eliana is one of the closest people from the group to my wife. She's half an inch shorter, nice bum, short hair, contagious smile. The most suggestive thing about her is her gaze. She has beautiful, mysterious eyes... and a plump mouth that sparks imagination. Eliana is one of those people who, when you start talking, suddenly deep conversations emerge. She generates confidence. Besides, she's a cutie with a good face. She's very calm, gives a sense of peace. She doesn't get upset about anything. It even seems like a shy person.

But I've been told that it wasn't always this way...

According to my wife, Eliana used to tell stories in those gatherings about her past, which left more than one with their mouth open.

It seems she was very wild 20 years ago. Let's say she liked trying things and that led her to live situations, adventures, excesses that, when recounting them, more than one blushed.
In the end, a fixer, of those nights alone with moms, was some anecdote, some story of Eliana, where she exposed an image so contrasting to her present. Today, she's been separated for a year and I don't know if any of those stories she brought to light had anything to do with that.
It would be around two in the morning, already only three moms and two or three bottles of beer remained. They had brought down about nine or ten if I don't fail my count. All were very happy and relaxed, they had already laughed so hard, they had stripped their partners or ex-partners and also those absent... But they didn't resign themselves to leaving that unique moment of tranquility. They wanted to keep savoring the power of feeling only women. Women; not mothers, not wives, not partners...
Marina pulled out a bouquet of flowers from her own plant and ended the round. And things started getting a bit philosophical, meditative... It was time for great reflections... Eliana, looking a little at nothing, said - Girls... They don't know how good it would be to have an orgasm for these days... The others burst out laughing and she did too, but a little felt obligated to explain herself: - haha. But seriously. Since I broke up, nothing. I swear. Nothing! And it's already been more than a year. But what can I do, between the guys and the pandemic. I have a fever on top...
My wife answers: - haha. Eli, you're having a good time. Haha, you're having a good time...- and a little while later, when they had calmed down from laughing - But seriously, Eli, it's been a long time since... I imagine that even alone at night, you take care of yourself somehow...

- More power to you! And you don't know how...- replied Eliana- I have toys, everything. But it's not the same... I mean yes, I release myself. But something is missing... The warmth... The little taste in my mouth... The feeling that someone enjoys me, that I can give him pleasure and also receive it...

- Shut up crazy! You're going to make me hot too... - Said Marina suddenly, the most wild of the three. - I've been half-postponed since the baby was born, and the little chubby one is already almost two years old now...

- But why Mari? Aren't you doing well with your partner?- Andrea asks.
And giving him a long dry spell at the door, Marina answers - It's not that we're bad... It's just nothing happens. I don't know. Is it quarantine? Who knows... around there is because the baby is still little, but Bruno, my partner, spends the whole day with him and the girl, and at night he tells me he's tired... I think he avoids me a bit... I don't know. Maybe after having the baby I didn't recover my body like it was before...
But what do you say? - Eliana stopped her right away.- If you're a sweet treat. Look at your tits. Besides, almost all the weight you used to have... Or not? I'm telling you, in my opinion, you look better now than before...

Daughter of a slut! What am I supposed to believe what you're saying if you're hotter than a hen? Haha. Do you want me to lift Eli up? Are you that hot? - responds Marina, amused by the situation.
No, you're crazy... You're crazy, I'm telling you! Seriously. Objectively. Anyway... I have my own stories about that... - Eliana replied, generating an intriguing atmosphere.
Ah, the laughter was cut off a bit there. Once again, Eliana and a story from her past had grabbed everyone's attention. The other two looked at her with full curiosity. 'Come on, Eli, tell us. What happened?' they said to her.

Eliana stretched out the moment a bit, she liked to play a little with the morbid curiosity of the others. Finally, she told them:

- Girls, I'm telling you this because there's trust. I don't want anyone else to think anything and start spreading it... It's not that there was anything bad, but honestly, going around talking about what I did out there only gave me headaches...

- Come on, crazy one! - Marina urged her, very interested - Did you eat a cutie or not? Haha.
Andrea looked at the situation with a certain unease. Sometimes she wondered how far it was good to know things about others. But, at the same time, felt a certain curiosity... Something tickled her belly. Eliana stared fixedly at Marina and said to her. - Did I eat one..? Nooooo. There were several...
All of them burst out laughing, it was like a celebration of goals. Then they encouraged Eliana to keep telling the story.

It's been a while since then. I didn't get engaged or anything. But I felt curious and decided to try. It was a nice stage... I ended up living in an apartment with three more girls from the interior, all studying at the same faculty as me. And the three of them were into it! It was chaos. A real mess that apartment. That semester I didn't do many subjects but I had a great time...

The girls had more experience than me, they initiated me. Anyway, every time I gave them head, they would praise me. How I made those women scream! They told me I was the best. Ha ha. I loved doing it...
Andrea and Marina were staring at her in amazement. Marina's eyes sparkled, I'm not sure if it was the beer or what. But suddenly, pinching one of her tattoos on her arm, she confessed: - I once kissed a girl... It didn't go any further, but I still remember it... - as she said it, she touched her lips slightly.- it's like I have it here. The truth is that women kiss very tenderly...
As is. - Eliana replied, speaking from her experience - and it's not just kisses that are sweeter... When they go down on you... It's beautiful... Because... think about it: you know exactly where and how you like it, imagine a woman knowing the perfect spot and pressure to generate pleasure...

- For a fool! Stop! I always regretted not going further that time. And now you're telling me this and I feel myself getting wet. Haha.- Marina said, but her laughter was already a bit more nervous.

Seated in a chair, barefoot, with her short, black, and green dress, she had lifted one leg and was scratching her knee. Every so often, as she moved, you could see her underwear.
Eliana didn't take her eyes off her and Marina was holding her gaze. After a few seconds of silence, but without stopping the visual duel, it was Marina who asked my wife: -And you Andrea? How are you coming from quarantine? Would you be curious to try...?
My wife felt the tension that had been generated in the atmosphere. A little scared her. She didn't know what to say well. She had never fantasized openly with another woman. She didn't have stories about it. However, it's true that the female body attracted her. Many times, while masturbating looking at porn, she had discovered herself looking more at the woman's body than the man's. She liked watching videos of girls masturbating...
I, by luck, come well treated in bed. I can't complain. But with another woman, never had anything...- she said.
- And why? Never did they hint at you? You're a cutie more than attractive...- Eliana asked her immediately.
- No... Never... Bah, I think not.
- And if they hinted at you? If the opportunity presented itself? What would you do? Would you dare to try...?
To Andrea the question was so direct it accelerated her heart. She thought of a response but didn't know what to say. Her head was bowed down. Instead, her body spoke for her. The heat rose suddenly and she felt moisture surge in her sex.
Marina, wanting to recover her position in the conversation, and without stopping to swing her legs, asked Eliana:

- And tell me Eli... Are you really wanting a blow job, like you said, or would you be willing to recover those memories from those times at the university...?

Quickly, Eliana replied, looking at her face for moments and then at her legs:

- I already told you that what I miss is the heat... and the taste... The power to receive and give pleasure... And to give pleasure, as I already told you, I'm very good...
When she heard the response, Marina narrowed her eyes and bit her lip. Without losing time, interpreting the gesture as an invitation, Eliana got up from her chair and approached her. They looked at each other fixedly for a second and started kissing. Marina sat in the chair and Eliana, who was shorter, stood beside her, slightly inclined. They kissed softly at first, barely touching their lips. As they gained intensity kiss by kiss, Marina closed her eyes and let herself be led by experienced Eliana. Already, you could see tongues and the mixture of saliva between mouths, hear agitated breathing.

With her hands, Eliana searched for Marina's breasts and pulled them out of her dress. The two large breasts fell heavily outside. They were really notable in size. She caressed and pinched them while Marina moaned and bit or sucked her mouth. Andrea watched everything, absorbed. She didn't know what to do, whether to leave them alone or keep looking. She felt the fever taking over her skin.

Marina's breasts were still charged, stimulated by Eliana's hands, and soon released thick white drops from their nipples. When she felt Eliana's fingers wet, she didn't hesitate and knelt in front of her friend, starting to lick them. The cum came out in small bursts that soaked her face. And while Marina enjoyed her friend's caresses and Eliana, smiling, drank from those breasts, Andrea couldn't contain herself before the exciting scene she was witnessing, so she put her hand in her underwear and started caressing.

Anxious, Marina lifted her legs and placed her two feet on the chair, separating her knees and leaving a soaked underwear visible, as if inviting Eliana to take another step, surrendering fully to the experience.

Eliana picked her up and pulled off her dress. She took her hand and together they went to the end of the room where the bed was. Marina lay down, supporting herself on her elbows, removed her underwear. The whole time looking at Eliana. Opened her legs, inviting her friend to enjoy herself. Eliana responded immediately. She approached and touched her softly, opening her lips, separating them. It was noticeable how incredibly wet she was. After seeming to smell her a little before bringing her tongue and passing it from bottom to top. Managing Marina's first moans, who brought her hands closer to her friend and caressed her cheeks and hair, grateful. - You like it. Don't you? - Eliana asked, not stopping to lick - Did you imagine that tonight I would be finishing by sucking...? - Oh no. But...I love...! Mmmnmmn !It feels so nice, Eli...!
Andrea, from her chair, couldn't stop looking at them and touching herself. She never would have imagined that scene. She never would have thought that a situation like this would make her so hot. Her fingers were probing, without stopping, her lubricated, pulsating, and hot sex.
Eliana was still enjoying passionately between the legs of her friend, who, every time, groaned more and more loudly. Marina was caressing her own wet pussy and couldn't take her eyes off her friend, seemed to be getting very excited seeing her take possession, with tongue and fingers, of her pussy. With a lot of dedication, great tenderness and notable experience, Eliana managed to bring Marina to a notable orgasm. She made her scream, moan, grab her tightly. She brought it out of her. She led her to an extreme delirium.
Andrea didn't lose a single instant of that hot sequence. After the orgasm, the girls, looking at each other's faces, let out a complicit laugh, releasing the tension that had spontaneously generated in that climate of friendship.

After Marina reclined on the bed and puffed: What a good time it was! You made me shit! And then she became interested in my wife, who was still sitting in her chair, with her hand hidden under her bloomers. Oh, Andre... You have to try it... As she said that, Eliana turned her head and looked at Andrea. She smiled at her and gave a gesture indicating she was ready...
My wife's head exploded, I didn't know if she'd be able to, but almost without realizing it, she had gotten up and was walking towards the bed, in front of which Eliana was still kneeling.
Andrea sat on the bed in front of her friend. She looked at her and slowly, without wanting to force it, came closer until she felt welcome. They kissed first, almost repeating the situation they had just witnessed. It impacted Andrea to feel Eliana's lips and tongue on hers, understanding that it was the taste of Marina's fluids. It was something new. Stimulating. She felt a strong sense of unity with her friends there. And that stimulated her to want to try more. She passed her tongue over her friend's lips, as if she were an animal drinking. Then she lay back on the bed, spread her legs and surrendered to her friend.
At the same moment Eliana's tongue was exploring her, Marina, lying beside her, leaned in to kiss her. They kissed tenderly, my wife said 'I have all the flavor of your pussy on my face. Do you feel it?' And her friend, moved, said: 'Yes. It feels... and I love it'. Andrea replied with a smile: 'Me too...' and they kept kissing, as my wife began to writhe in pleasure.
But Eliana, the generator of this particular situation, also wanted to enjoy. After taking off all her clothes, she settled on my wife, in a 69, and without stopping to lick her pussy, she rested hers on my wife's face. With fervor, she started rubbing against her. Andrea wanted to return the sensation to her friend, but it was Eliana who rubbed herself to her liking over Andrea's mouth.

The hot bodies of the two were pressed together, while Eliana, with mastery, decided on the pleasure she gave and felt. The moans were growing in volume.
In a moment, Eliana desperate screamed: -Please... Now! Suck my ass... Please...! My wife had her on top and felt her tongue penetrating her friend's vagina. Then Marina approached, separated her cheeks, and started trying to reach with her tongue until Eliana's hole.
In a brief glance, Andrea saw her friend struggling to lick and open her anus, with great willingness, while her breasts were dripping cum. With one hand, Andrea, without stopping concentrating on the pleasure her mouth gave nor the one she received in her sex, started to touch Marina. She put her fingers in and caressed her clitoris.
The situation was chaotically beautiful. The three bodies, naked, sweaty, bathed in flows, tangled into one bundle, where the smells and moans were confusing, where everyone was giving pleasure to more than one... The sensation of communion was total and the orgasm arrived, strong, for all at the same time...
That night, the three exhausted ones slept hugged in bed. The same one I sleep in every night.

Early in the morning, Marina went to attend to her baby. Eliana stayed a little longer to have breakfast.

They talked about how crazy the moment was and decided to repeat more often now that they can, those moms' alone nights.

- We could invite Victoria to the next one, that blonde has a face like she needs a bit of affection... - said one of them winking an eye.
And the two laughed, accomplices.


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