I heard conversations as soon as I walked into the kitchen after returning home from the gym. Two empty wine bottles on the work desk catch my attention as well.

I noticed that the conservatory, where the girls were, was solely illuminated by candles. I did not want to look around the door since I did not want to give away my position.

I listened to the conversation my girlfriend and her friends were having, and it was all about me. Up until that point, I had been ignored and meant to remain that way.

Three voices were audible to me; my girlfriend was one of them, and the other two might have been any of her many wonderful friends.

"Who do you think Bob thinks is the prettiest out of us three?" one of the girls said during the conversation.

After a brief moment of laughter, someone else said, "Who does he think is the sexiest?" More giggling, but this time it was louder.

After a series of pointless enquiries, my girlfriend said, "Who gives the best Blowjobs though?" and my cock went rigid. This time, the giggling continued much longer before I sensed movement and walked out of the room. My girlfriend stated, "He can decide when he gets home from the gym," as the last thing I heard.

With an erection more powerful than it had been in months, I slipped up the stairs and showered, spraying my sperm against the shower wall and giving myself a hand job to release the pressure in my balls.

Another empty wine bottle had appeared, so after drying myself, I put on a pair of boxers and a toweling robe, went back downstairs, and poured myself a huge beer. I assumed they were having a very drunken evening.

I went into the conservatory, greeted my girlfriend's beautiful friends Tiff and Bonnie, and feigned astonishment that she had company.

Bonnie and Tiff frequently visited our home. They were both in their mid-thirties, married, and both quite attractive with small children.

Bonnie was considerably shorter, a brunette who was slightly overweight but not big, with large tits and fine, slender legs. Tiff was blonde, tall, and slender, with long, athletic legs but little tits.

The conversation ceased as soon as I entered the room, and they were shocked to see me. "You are home early?" my girlfriend asked, and her pals gave me a sulky expression and appeared to flush, though it may have been candlelight.

Not wishing to offend, I complied with the request to sit between Tiff and Bonnie even though I had intended to sit on one of the lone chairs.

The first thing that caught my attention was Bonnie's deep cleavage, which gave me an amazing view of her enormous breasts, and Tiff's long legs and very short dress, which showcased her amazing thighs.

In addition to the blowjob, which caused my cock to already swell in my tight boxers, I was wondering how serious they were about the topics they had been debating and if they would invite me to express my opinions.

When I asked the group if they wanted a feminine night or if they were content for me to stay, they gave me the thumbs up.

I excused myself and changed into shorts and a basic sports vest because I was too hot in my toweling robe. I then went back to sit on one chair, but was told to take a seat between Tiff and Bonnie.

I hoped I was the target of their schemes because as soon as I walked in the door, the conversation stopped, and everyone appeared to be planning something and guilty of something.

The girls had opened another bottle of wine while I was away, and I saw that they all had full glasses when I sat down.

Tiff abruptly remarked, "We have some questions for you, it is okay for you to be truthful, no one will be offended or upset," while we were chatting and enjoying some soothing background music. “

All right!” I said. My girlfriend grinned and urged, "Be honest," as I glanced at her.

Although I had a general idea of what to anticipate, some of the questions caught me off guard.

In an attempt to avoid upsetting anyone, I was able to bluff my way through a flurry of uncomfortable questions, making sure to divide the responses among the girls.

I thought Tiff was the sexiest and Bonnie the most beautiful, but I could not afford to annoy my girlfriend, who was there.

The question I had been waiting for was finally asked when my girlfriend blurted out, "Who do you think gives the best blowjobs?" Tiff had the best legs, my girlfriend had the sexiest feet, and Bonnie had the best tits.

"Well, it must be you, even though their husbands would claim it was them because I have only had a blowjob from you," I retorted. It is becoming more difficult every second to stare at my girlfriend with my bulge.

After glancing at her pals, my girlfriend asked, "Are you both up for a challenge?" I could tell they had talked about this and were having fun based on their laughter and nods of agreement.

Bonnie was the first to touch my developing erection after Tiff and Bonnie tore off my vest a few seconds later.

"You said he was a big boy, that was an understatement, he is huge," Bonnie groaned. I knew the fun was coming as I looked at my girlfriend with a big smile.

My boxers were nearly pulled off my body between Bonnie and Tiff, and my stiff cock jutted out, pointing upward, its tip already gleaming with pre-cum.

It was now Tiff's turn to put a hand around it and gently touch me; her movements were sensual and gentle, and her hands were small and sensitive.

I was told that I was not permitted to touch anyone or assist, but only to let the females give me a blowjob. The winner was the one who made me cum, but I still had to choose who had the greatest technique when my girlfriend explained the regulations and provided a blindfold.

I was certain that I would be able to judge my girlfriend's oral skills and, of course, declare her the victor, but I was mistaken.

I did not know the order, but I did ask, "What would your husbands think if they knew?" It was determined that each girl would have a minute before the next girl took over.

"He is never going to find out, is he?" Tiff replied. Bonnie concurred.

After being blindfolded, I was instructed to keep my hands behind my head and refrain from touching the girls because doing so would reveal the solution.

As the first tongue licked my balls and anus, there was a lot of laughter. This had to be my girlfriend, right?

After my cock was licked from the balls to the tip, giving me a rim job, it stopped. There was some conversation, but I could not tell who was closest, so I assumed they were all enjoying my cock.

Then, a second tongue began to work on me like the first. Was this the same person, or was it my girlfriend? Was she the only one who would work on me? Was I being tricked? I was getting a blowjob, but I did not care because I was winning even if it was just from my girlfriend.

After more discussion and the same process as before, I had to endure the same or a similar routine for the third time, which involved having my balls sucked, a tongue in my anus, going up and down my shaft, and finally rimming once again.

This might have been the same person three times, or I might have been in blowjob heaven with every woman I did not know or care about.

The women continued to talk and chuckle, and then a little, soft hand began pumping me. They all had small, soft hands, though, and I felt some oil or perhaps saliva trickling onto my cock head before it was massaged in. With the help of the lubricant, the pumping got easier and faster.

I sensed the hand-to-hand exchange. This one was different; it was a little rougher, and I felt a ring or wedding band rubbing on my shaft. Since everyone wore rings except for my girlfriend, who didn't, I could not be certain that it was that particular ring; I simply knew it was a ring.

I was rubbed to within inches of firing my load, and then there was another hand-to-hand exchange, more lubrication or saliva, and the chaffing of a ring against my shaft.

After the rubbing ceased, I heard a champagne bottle's cork being popped and its contents being poured into glasses. I desperately needed a beer.

Then, while I was being coated in champagne and feeling icy liquid poured upon my cock, a pair of lips moved down my shaft for the first time that evening, engulfing my cock in a very cold, champagne-filled mouth.

It had to be my girlfriend since she was good and grasped my balls and inserted a finger into my anus while slowly and sensually sliding her lips up and down my shaft. I wanted to touch her head to find out who was making me feel so happy.

Even though she cupped my hairless balls and fingered my ass, she used her teeth against my shaft far more than number one. In my mind, my girlfriend was the previous candidate and my favourite so far, but after a few minutes of this amazing experience, she stopped and her lips were replaced by another.

My girlfriend might have been amusing her friends and playing games with me, but I was not sure if it was different people. I was enjoying every moment and did not care that I would soon get to fill her mouth.

She cupped and caressed my balls, and this person put at least two fingers in my anus. It was heaven. Then this person stopped, and the lips were replaced by the third set. I could tell right away that this was a different person because the lips were plumper and the mouth was much smaller. I assumed this was Bonnie.

I know she had me from the tensing of my balls, and she was not going to stop. She wanted it, and I was going to give it to her. I did not care who it was; I just knew I wanted to cum in her mouth and hoped she would swallow. After struggling with my length and girth, this person was the only one to deep throat me and gag. She then started pumping her lips up and down my shaft slowly at first, building up speed.

I broke the rules at that point because I could not let her pull away. I was not sure if she meant to, but I had to make sure. I put my hands on her head and pulled her onto my cock; it was Bonnie. I could tell right away that Bonnie had short, frizzy hair because everyone else had long, straight hair.

When I let the entire load drop into the back of her throat, she swallowed as I kept erupting, filling her tiny mouth with spurt after spurt. She simply swallowed and kept bobbing up and down on my shaft until she realised I had nothing left. She then instructed me to take off my mask, and I watched her beaming face as she kept licking and rimming my cock and pumping me with her hand.

She was so happy about her achievement that she licked her lips, smiled at me, and let her saliva drip out of her mouth. I was in ecstasy.

Until my partner coughed and stated, "Okay, I think we know our winner," Bonnie refused to let go of my cock. and chuckled.

My girlfriend asked me, "Who gives the best blowjob then?" because I was completely exhausted but yet wanted more.

"I will give my verdict after you tell me which order you went in for each round," I said.

They clarified that in every round, Tiff went first, followed by my girlfriend in second place and Bonnie in last.

You all had unique traits and styles, and you were all really good, however, I must admit that Bonnie was my favorite this time. To make a decision, I require another round.

The woman chuckled, and after some discussion, they all decided that they desired it, provided that no one outside the room ever found out.

Although it was obvious from their behavior with me that they were unaware, I felt bad about what I had done to their wives and what I was going to do to them while I was out that week with Tiff and Bonnie's husbands drinking and watching football.

They agreed on the same time the following week. Less alcohol was consumed, and everything went according to plan. We carried it into the bedroom this time, and I was once more blindfolded and bound nude to the bed.

Since I was not allowed to fuck them, Tiff accepted my load this time and was declared the winner. Despite cheating, which gave her the advantage, Tiff stopped pumping me while she was giving me a blowjob and then put her nude, adorable little pussy in my mouth.

I was forced to lick her, and when she lowered her mouth around my shaft and sucked me while pumping me, I quickly recognized we were in a sixty-nine.

It only took a few minutes for her to push me over the edge and fill her mouth with shot after shot of hot, sticky semen, which she swallowed without any issues. She continued sucking me until she had a huge orgasm that nearly drowned me, spraying me with so much juice that I found it difficult to swallow it all. This was a completely different feeling from this angle.

She grinned at me and we enjoyed a hot, sticky kiss that was sloppy but incredibly fun. When she stepped off and removed the blindfold, I was shocked to discover who had just ridden my face. I was positive it was my girlfriend.

My bondage ties were taken off after she finished kissing me, and I saw that all three of the women were nude. It was then that I saw Bonnie's enormous tits for the first time in real life; they were the largest I had ever seen, and they were incredibly firm given that she had children.

I glanced at my girlfriend, who grinned and replied, "Yes, you can feel Bonnie's tits, as long as she does not mind," knowing how much I adore large tits.

Bonnie chuckled and added, "Play away, big boy," as she knelt between my legs.

She moaned with ecstasy as I gave her enormous, firm breasts, which had the longest, fattest nipples I had ever seen, a tender massage. I pinched and rubbed her nipples, which were quite sensitive.

She gave me a fantastic hand job by rubbing my cock while I played with her tits.

Bonnie pushed me away after a few minutes, and I lay on the bed feeling depressed. This did not last long, though, because she lubricated my cock, leaned forward, slid it between her tits, held them together, and pumped it between them. It was an amazing sensation, my girlfriend had done the same to me, but her tits were only half as big as Bonnie's.

Considering that I had only shot my load ten minutes before, I was in heaven when I caused another huge explosion that covered Bonnie's face, neck, and tits.

She was not prepared for me to come that quickly, so it was rather unexpected, and she got a large globule in her eye. Following the initial explosions, she used her seductive lips to swallow my cock and suck me dry, continuing until she was pleased that I had done.

"My turn now, do not stop until I tell you that you can," she said, climbing on top of me and lowering her pussy onto my mouth once she was convinced that I could not cum any more.

My girlfriend, who is an excellent gobbler, placed my cock in her mouth and attempted to get me erect again as Bonnie bounced around on my face, grinding her hot, shaved pussy in my face. I was hard in a matter of minutes.

I used my finest licking and nibbling technique on Bonnie, causing her to clasp my head between her thighs during a massive orgasm that was longer than Tiff's but still nearly stopped my air intake.

My girlfriend was pleased that she was not left out as she sucked up every last drop, and I had my final explosion of the evening when finally, Bonnie let me come up for air. It was not a big one, but it was fun.

Sweaty and exhausted, we all fell onto the bed and decided that this should never be revealed, but we would do it again very soon. My girlfriend suggested that Tiff and Bonnie let me fuck them the next time, and they both agreed that we would do it again and that they would think about letting me fuck them because they felt bad enough about what we had and had surprised themselves by doing what we had.

I did propose that we play a big game of sex with their partners, but that idea was turned down.

Before they had to go, we took a shower and split a few bottles of wine.

I asked the husbands if they had ever thought about swinging, and they both said that they would, but only if their wives were game. I knew that they were, but I did not tell them. I felt bad the next time I saw them, but I was also glad that I had seen the sexy side of their partners.

The next gathering is scheduled for the upcoming weeks, and I hope my girlfriend will invite more of her attractive friends to our future play sessions.