Una noche de "mamis solas"...

Do you remember those first days/weeks after being locked up due to the coronavirus? How nice it was to recover our freedom. So many things emerged from within us, seeking to enjoy everything we could. We were like teenagers discovering the world.

I'm going to tell you what happened that time because I think it's a story worth reading. My wife Andrea told me about it. It happened back then. And I think it's understandable, especially after having gone through that postponed year in many ways due to the pandemic.

The thing is: since our kids started going to preschool, a group of friends formed among the parents, which eventually solidified. But mainly among women.

In these days, I think it's something common to all of us, finding that in every female gathering, an instant communion and support as a group forms, which wasn't so common before. They call it: the night of solo moms. And it explains itself.

Once in a while, they choose a place to meet up, free from children and husbands, and get ready to enjoy the moment, chatting, drinking, and eating. But mainly chatting and drinking...

With Andrea, we didn't keep secrets, so after each gathering, I found out about everything... both from the other moms and the dads. Affairs, pregnancies, excesses, fantasies... at a certain point in the encounter, after letting their hair down due to the drinks, everyone confides or, rather, lets their tongues loose.

In general, they share things that generate an immediate impact, but don't go much further than what anyone would do. But it had never happened like that night... I really wish I could have been a witness to the situation.

This time, after so long without seeing each other, taking advantage of the government's authorization to gather, they decided almost immediately to have another night of... moms alone. Andrea offered the house, although small, was sufficient, and in a few WhatsApp messages they had already confirmed around 10 of their presence. I grabbed the kids and went to spend the night at my old folks', to leave them with free space and not have to worry about spinning until the party ended. The night was beautiful, clear and fresh, 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 nice brunette with long wild hair, with one shaved side. She has a pair of colorful tattoos. She usually wears intense color dresses that accentuate her curves. This time, she wore a green and black dress, quite loose on top, which allowed me to enjoy the bounce of her tits as she walked. To make matters worse, when I saw her arrive at the sidewalk, she hurried up and trotted over for me to open the door with it open. Oh God! Besides, Marina had a baby some time ago and I don't know if she still breastfeeds... What I do know is that those breasts are about to explode. And besides, the daughter of a slut, never wears a bra. We greeted each other at a prudent distance, chatted briefly, I asked her about her partner, the baby, and let her pass, so I could discreetly check out that beautiful ass: big but well-held. Too bad the dress wasn't tight... I remember having seen her more than once in tights, at school reunions, bent down, doing some of those common activities that make us parents, and... Oh please, what a beautiful ass! Impossible to resist the urge to sink my teeth into those meats... Well, that's as far as I went. I left Andrea at home with Marina and went away. The rest was told by my wife the next day. The party took place at the living. In reality the department is small, we have a single 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 were a bit of a failure because apart from Andrea and Marina, only three more moms showed up and the rest left: it was due to a little something about the virus... that my husband couldn't stay with the kids... what unexpected thing... and so on.

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

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

Eliana is one of the closest people from my wife's group. She's a bit short, nice bum, short hair, contagious smile. The most suggestive thing about her is her gaze. She has lovely mysterious eyes... and a plump mouth that sparks imagination. Eliana is one of those people who when you start talking, deep conversations suddenly 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 like this...

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

It seems that 20 years ago she was very wild. 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 short, some anecdote or Eliana's story where she exposed an image so contrasting with her present. stories that you brought to light had to do with it or not with that. It would be around two in the morning, only three moms and two or three bottles of beer left. They had dropped off nine or ten if I don't fail my count. All were very happy and relaxed, already they had laughed so much, already they had stripped down the couples or ex-couples and also the absent ones... But they didn't resign themselves to leaving that unique moment of tranquility. They wanted to keep savoring that power of feeling only women. Women; not mothers, not wives, not partners...

Marina pulled out a small bouquet armed with flowers from her own plant and started the round.

And things got a bit philosophical, meditative... It was time for great reflections...

Eliana, looking a little at nothing, said - Girls... I wouldn't mind a good wank 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 separated, nothing. I swear. Nothing! And it's been more than a year now. But what can I do, between the guys and the pandemic. I have a fever on top...

My wife answers: - haha. Eli, you're kidding. Haha, you're kidding...- and a little later, when they had calmed down from laughing - But seriously, Eli, it's been a long time... I imagine that even alone at night, you manage to get by somehow...

- More power! And don't know how...- replied Eliana

I have toys, everything. But it's not the same... I mean yes, I release myself. But I'm missing something... The warmth... The little taste in my mouth... The feeling that someone is enjoying me, that I can give him pleasure and also receive it...

- Pará boluda! You're going to make me hot too... - Said Marina suddenly, the most girl of the three.

- And I've been half-postponed since the baby was born. And the little chubby one is almost two years old now... - But why Mari? Are you not okay with your partner?- Andrea asks.

And giving a long dry look at porrito, Marina answers back - It's not that we're bad... It's just nothing happens. I don't know. Is it the quarantine? Who knows... around here is because of the baby who 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 the body I had... - But what do you say? - Eliana stopped her right away.- You're so chubby. Look at your breasts. Besides, almost as if you'd already regained the weight you used to have ¿Or not? I'm telling you, for me you look better now than before... - ¡Daughter of a slut! What am I supposed to believe what you say if you're hotter than a hen? Jajaja. Do you want me to get up Eli? Are you that hot? - responds Marina, amused by the situation.- No, silly... You're silly! I'm telling you seriously. Objectively. Anyway... I have my stories about it... - Eliana replied, generating an intriguing atmosphere. Ah, the laughter stopped a bit. Once again, Eliana and one of her past stories had captured everyone's attention. The other two looked at her with full curiosity faces. Go on Eli, tell us. What happened? They said. Eliana stretched out the moment a little, 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 gossiping... It's not that there's anything bad, but, honestly, going around talking about things I did back then only gave me headaches... - Come on, silly. - Marina urged her, very interested - Did you eat a cutie or not? Jajaja. 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, she felt a certain curiosity... Something tickled her belly. Eliana looked Marina straight in the eye and said:. - If I ate one... ? Nooooo. There were several... All of them burst out laughing, it was like a celebration of joy. Then they encouraged her to Eliana will keep going. It was a while since I did that too.No, it's not like I got engaged or anything. But I felt curious and decided to try it out. It was a nice period... I ended up living with three more girls in an apartment, all from the interior, who were studying at the same faculty as me. And those three were totally into it! It was chaos. A real mess that apartment was. That semester, I didn't do well academically, but I had a great time... really, really well.

The girls had more experience than me, they initiated me. Every time they went down on me, they would praise me. How I made those chicks scream! They'd tell me I was the best. Haha. I loved doing it...

Andrea and Marina were looking at her in awe. Marina's eyes sparkled, I don't know if it was from the drink or what. But then, pinching one of her tattoos on her arm, she confessed: I once kissed a girl... It didn't go any further, but the memory remains...” - As she said this, she touched her lips slightly.

It's like I still have it here, she added, looking at Eliana. The truth is that women kiss very tenderly... And not just kisses are more tender... 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 exact spot and pressure to generate pleasure...

Para boluda! Stop it! Marina said, laughing, but her laughter was getting a bit 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 Marina, who held her gaze.

After a few seconds of silence, but still maintaining the visual duel, it was Marina who asked my wife: And what about you, Andrea? How are you doing after quarantine? Would you be curious to try...? tension that had been generated in the atmosphere. A little scared her. She didn't know what to say well. Never had openly fantasized about another woman. She didn't have stories about it. However, it is 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'm lucky, I come well in bed. I can't complain. But with another woman, never...-

- And why? Never did anyone insinuate themselves to you? You're a cutie more attractive...

- No... Never... Bah, I think not.

- And if they were to insinuate themselves? If the opportunity presented itself? What would you do? Would you dare to try...?

Andrea's heart raced at the direct question. She thought of an answer, but didn't know what to say. Her head was bowed. Instead, her body spoke for her. The heat suddenly rose and she felt moisture surge in her sex.

Marina, wanting to recover her position in the conversation, and without stopping her legs from moving, asked Eliana:

- And tell me, Eli... Are you really looking for a blowout, like you said, or are you willing to recover those memories of those times at the facu...?

Eliana quickly replied, looking at her face and then her legs: - I already told you that what I miss is the heat... and the flavor... The power to receive and give pleasure... And to give pleasure, I already told you that 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 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. intensity kiss by kiss. Marina closed her eyes and let herself be carried away by the experienced Eliana. Already visible were the tongues and the mixture of saliva between the mouths, audible were the agitated breaths.

With her hands, Eliana sought out Marina's breasts, and pulled them out of her dress. The two large breasts fell heavily outside. They were really of notable size. She caressed and pinched them, while Marina moaned and bit or sucked on 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 loaded, and stimulated by the massage given by Eliana's hands, soon released thick white drops from their nipples. When feeling the moist fingers, Eliana didn't hesitate, bent down in front of her friend and started 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 at the exciting scene she was witnessing, put her hand in her underwear and started to caress herself.

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 lifted her up and took off her dress. She took her hand and together they went to the end of the room, where the bed was. Marina lay down, leaning on her elbows, took off 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 could be seen how incredibly wet she was. Then it seemed to smell her a little before bringing her tongue and passing it from bottom to top. Achieving Marina's first moans, who brought her hands towards her friend and caressed her cheeks and hair, grateful. - Do you like it? No? - Eliana would ask, while not stopping to lick - Did you imagine that tonight I was going to finish sucking...? - Ah, no. But...! I love...! Mmmnmmn !It feels so nice, Eli...! Andrea, from her chair, couldn't help but look at them and touch herself. She never would have imagined such a scene. She never would have thought that a situation like this would make her feel so hot. Her fingers were digging in, without stopping, her lubricated, palpitating, and hot sex. Eliana continued to enjoy passionately between the legs of her friend, who, each time, groaned more and more loudly. Marina was caressing her wet breasts and couldn't take her eyes off her friend, seemed to excite her a lot seeing her take possession, with tongue and fingers, of her pussy. With much dedication, great tenderness, and notable experience, Eliana managed to bring Marina to a notable orgasm. She made her scream, curse, grab her tightly. She took it out of her. She led her to an extreme delirium. Andrea didn't miss a moment 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 generated so spontaneously in that climate of friendship. After Marina lay back on the bed and snorted: How good it was! You made me shit! And there she became interested in my wife, who was still sitting in the chair, with her hand hidden under the skirt. Ah, Andre... You have to try it... Eliana turned her head and looked at Andrea. She smiled and made a gesture of being ready... My wife's head exploded, she didn't know if she'd be able to do it, 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, facing her friend. Who looked at her and slowly, without wanting to force her, came closer until she felt welcome. They kissed first, almost repeating the situation they had just witnessed. It impacted Andrea to feel on Eliana's lips and tongue what she understood was the flavor of Marina's fluids. It was something new. Stimulating. She felt a strong sensation of unity with her friends there. And that stimulated her to want to try more. She passed her tongue over Eliana's lips, as if it were an animal drinking. Afterward, she reclined on the bed, opened her legs, and surrendered to her friend.

At the same moment she felt Eliana's tongue exploring her, Marina, reclining beside her, approached to kiss her. They kissed tenderly, my wife said I have all the flavor of your pussy in my face. Do you feel it? And her friend, moved, said: Yes. It feels... and I love it. Andrea responded with a smile: I also... and they continued kissing, while my wife began to twist with pleasure.

But Eliana, the generator of this particular situation, also wanted to enjoy.

After taking off all her clothes, she settled over my wife, in a 69, and without stopping licking her pussy, placed 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 was rubbing herself to her taste on Andrea's mouth.

The warm bodies of the two were pressed together, while Eliana, with mastery, decided on the pleasure she gave and felt. The moans grew in volume.

At one point, Eliana desperate cried out: -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 Eliana's buttocks, and started trying to reach with her tongue until Eliana's hole. She caressed his clitoris. The situation was chaotically beautiful. The three naked bodies, sweaty, drenched in flows, tangled in a single bundle, where the smells and moans merged, where everyone was giving pleasure to more than one... The sensation of communion was total and orgasm arrived, strong, for all at the same time... That night, the three exhausted women slept embraced in bed. The same one I sleep in every night. Early in the morning, Marina went to attend her baby. Eliana stayed a little longer to have breakfast. They talked about how crazy the moment was and decided to repeat it more often now that they can, those mom's alone nights. - We could invite Victoria to the next one, that blonde has a face that needs a bit of affection... - said one of them winking an eye. And the two laughed, complicit. Thanks for getting this far. If you liked (or didn't) the story or if something stimulated you, I ask for a comment. You can find more published stories at @martinfcd on poronga.