Sunday morning pancakes! [mffm] | 2016

Back when we were still together, my boyfriend Stephen and I used to have occasional play dates with another couple: Allan and Melanie. Melanie used to be Stephen's girlfriend, before him and I got together. She was a real cutie with lovely curly dark brown hair, and at first it made being with Stephen a bit intimidating. He was really good to me and he could make me feel like I was the only woman in the world, but still... when a girl tells you she doesn't care what your ex-girlfriend was like, it's not always totally true! I do compare myself with other girls way too much. Especially when they have a body like Melanie's! Allan was Melanie's new boyfriend. He was African-American and worked as a personal trainer, partly at a gym, partly with his own personal clients. He had by far the best body of anyone I had ever been with. He and Melanie were really good together and it was always a lot of fun when we had them over at our place.

One weekend Melanie and Allan came over on a Saturday night and they ended up spending the night. On Sunday morning I was the first to wake up and I thought I'd make a yummy pancake breakfast for everyone while they were all still asleep. Pancakes were a regular Sunday morning thing for Stephen and me.

I poured the flour into the bowl and mixed in the eggs and the milk, and just as I was starting to pour the batter for the first couple of pancakes in the pan, Allan walked into the kitchen. He said good morning and poured himself a cup of coffee, and he leaned back against the counter behind me and watched me tend to the pancakes.

I'd never spent one on one time with Allan before, Stephen and Melanie had always been with us. But this time it was just the two of us and he was only wearing sweat pants and nothing else. I had a hard time concentrating on the pancakes! His chest was broad and muscular, and I knew how strong his arms could feel with his hands on my hips. But I did my best to hide the effect his naked chest had on me and I focused on the hot pan instead, waiting for the batter to be nice and bubbly before flipping the pancakes. All the while Allan leaned back against the counter, drinking his coffee, and stared at my bum! I only had an old and worn-out printed tee on, so I was glad my panties at least were some nice floral boyshorts!

Midway through the batch, Stephen walked in, looking still sleepy, and went straight to the coffee maker without saying a word. With the pot in hand he looked at Allan standing there, then at me, then at Allan again.

"Your girlfriend has a very nice ass," Allan said.

I just stared at the batter bubbling in the pan, but I was blushing! I didn't say a word and kept my back to them, focused on my job, but suddenly I was very much aware that there were now two pairs of eyes aimed at my bum!

"I know, but it looks even better with those off," was Stephen's response.

And without any more explanation, he walked up behind me and pulled my panties down! He gently tapped my ankles to have me step out of them, then he picked them up and dropped them on the kitchen table before sitting down with his coffee.

"A really great ass."

Normally I would say that I'm totally against the objectification of women, but having these two staring at my ass and discussing it like I wasn't even there had me excited like crazy! I could feel the air on my bum, and their stares, and it was really turning me on! I cooked some more pancakes while the two boys drank their coffee and stared at me, and my arms were covered in goosebumps and the back of my neck was tingling. Finally Melanie walked in with sleep in her eyes.

"What are you guys doing?" she asked. She yawned. She looked even cuter when she was half asleep.

"Jeanny's making us pancakes," Allan answered.

"How nice! I love pancakes!"

And with that she leaned against Allan, who wrapped his arms around her. Now there were three people looking at my butt! Blood rushed to my cheeks, but I hid it by keeping my head down and my eyes on the pan. I'm not sure they were buying it! Thankfully, there wasn't much batter left. I scooped some more with the ladle and announced that the pancakes would soon be ready.

"Can I have a look?" Melanie said.

And with that she walked up behind me and hugged me, and cupped my breast with her hand. Oh my! My nipple was already stiff and I couldn't hold back a gasp when her fingers grazed against it. Bang went the ladle in the pan! I gasped again when her other hand went down between my legs. I reached down to stop her but only ended up pressing her hand into me even more. I didn't know what to do... It was embarrassing how wet I was, just from having these three stare at me without panties on! What would Melanie think?

"There's still some batter left," she said.

She had me shivering when her finger slid in and rubbed my juices around my pussy lips. She held me tight against her with her lips right against my ear, and she whispered to me to keep going. I picked up the ladle and I tried to keep my wits about me, at least enough not to burn the pancakes, but her fingers kept probing and rubbing, and that made it very difficult! You'd think I'd never made pancakes before from the way half of them came out white and the other half almost burnt. But eventually I poured the last of the batter in the pan and I finally turned the burner off.

"Can I taste?" Melanie asked.

I said sure, my voice more shaky than I would have liked, and I reached for one of the pancakes cooling beside the stove, but she caught my wrist to stop me. She gently pushed my shoulders down until I was bending over completely in front of the stove (and in front of the two boys!) and then she kneeled down behind me, and her tongue reached up between my legs.

Her tongue felt soft and wet, and it slid easily between the lips. My knees were immediately buckling and I braced both hands on the sides of the stove and steadied myself under the onslaught of sensations. Her touch was electric and I was twitching every time her tongue slid in deep or her finger teased my clit. In an instant I could already feel an orgasm building up, but I fought it back as best I could. I didn't want those three to know just how much putting me on display had turned me on!

Thankfully Allan pulled Melanie away before she could make me come. He pulled me back up and pulled my tee off and he pressed his bare chest against my back. He's much taller than I am and my head nestled against his chest. I could feel his cock against my bum, erect and stiff under his sweats. His large hands had no problems covering all of my small breasts, with only the hard nipples peeking out between his fingers. I moaned when he pinched them, and when he kissed the sensitive spot at the back of my neck it sent electricity all the way down to my clit! And then he turned to Stephen.

"Do you mind?"

"Have at it."

And just like that my clit was throbbing! Having Stephen hand me over to another guy, for him to use me, that was enough to make my body tense and tingling all over. I breathed in deeply and I tried to relax, trying to postpone my orgasm at least for a little while. I didn't want my excitement to be so obvious!

But Allan knew. He quickly pulled down his pants and his hard cock pushed between my thighs, searching and probing, and there was no hiding how wet I was. The stove top was cooling down quickly and bent me down over it. The metal casing still felt hot against my breasts. His cock slid up and down between my pussy lips, and the way it hit my clit on the way up, so wet and slick, was driving me crazy! I just wanted to reach down and shove him in me!

I turned toward Stephen and saw Melanie sitting on his lap. The top of her shirt was unbuttoned and one of her breasts was out, and Stephen was playing with her nipple. Seeing them like that brought me back to the time when they were still together and I was the outsider to their happy relationship. It reminded me of going out to bars and waking up the next morning in some boy's apartment, and of hungover, morning-after sex under strange sheets, of the scent of a stranger's sweat, and of my pussy filled with a stranger's cock...

Allan shook me out of my reverie. He finally had enough of teasing me. He put one hand on my back, holding me down against the stove and with his other hand he lined his cock up to my pussy. I pushed my hips back to meet him. I had waited long enough, I didn't care anymore what they all would think, I wanted to come right away!

He slid in easily despite his girth, filling me completely, and in only a few strokes he had me writhing and moaning under him. My orgasm blurred my vision, but not enough that I couldn't catch a glimpse of a flushed Melanie with Stephen's hand down inside her panties. I shook and I moaned, overcome by wave after wave, yet Allan was just starting!

My orgasm had left me weak in the knees so he grabbed me firmly by the hips to keep pounding. I braced myself and bit my lip, but I couldn't keep from moaning each time he entered me fully. He wiped a few strands of sweaty hair from my face and clenched his fist around the root. The way he yanked my head back made me go all limp and I was defenseless against another orgasm building up inside me. I couldn't do anything but feel it radiate from my pussy stronger and stronger. Before Allan could finish I was coming all over again a second time.

When he finally released his cum inside me we both stood panting against the stove. His breath felt heavy and warm on my neck. It took us a moment to collect ourselves. He handed me my tee and he watched me put in on The short shirt didn't hide his cum already dripping out of me.

Stephen being Stephen, he insisted that I serve breakfast and sit down at the table without any underwear on. But this time I was happy to oblige! It was a nice way to wake up, and I didn't mind making the memory last just a little longer!