The exhibition opened on a Friday and ran through Sunday a week later. That first Friday was a beautiful day. Kate was in the bedroom putting on her bra and panties when Caitlyn finished her shower and came into the room. She just pulled a dress over her bare body. “I’ll be taking it off in a few minutes any way,” she said. “Why wear any more than I must to get to the museum?”
“I see your point,” Kate said. She took her underwear off and put on just slacks and a blouse. I went commando in slacks, a polo shirt, and shoes without socks.
I can’t speak for Kate, but Caitlyn and I were excited as we entered the museum. Caitlyn squeezed my hand several times as we road up in the elevator. Walking back to the exhibition space, we encountered a large sign about fifteen feet from the doorframe that read, “NO ONE UNDER 18 PAST THIS POINT.” The doorframe itself was staffed by a uniformed guard with a sidearm. He checked our IDs and opened the rope for us.
Rachel was inside looking for last minute corrections. She smiled at us and asked, “are you ready for this?”
Before Caitlyn or I could say anything, Kate replied, “I’m glad I’m doing this. I hope we have a large first day crowd.”
“I don’t know,” Rachel replied. “For obvious reasons, we haven’t promoted this exhibition the way we do others. We think it will start slow, but that word-of-mouth will get us crowds by next weekend.” That was disappointing. Rachel led us to a small storage room at the back of the exhibition space. “You can lock your clothes in here,” she said, handing Caitlyn a key. “I also brought these for you,” Rachel said. She held up three laminated signs about double the size of a typical name tag. The signs said “DOCENT” and were on ribbons so we could wear them around our necks. “I’ll wait outside,” Rachel said and left the small room.
A couple of minutes later, the three of us came out of the storeroom. Kate wore only her Docent tag. Caitlyn and I wore our tags and our wedding rings. Rachel looked at the three of us for a long moment before saying, “I’ll check back around lunchtime. Good luck.”
The morning was very slow. The only person we saw was the security guard who seemed to spend a lot of time looking in on us. After a while we were extremely bored. Caitlyn began playing a game. When she saw the guard looking at us, she would turn her back to him, spread her feet apart, and bend over as if she was stretching. Bending like that had the effect of fully exposing her to the guard. Before long, Kate was doing it too.
The whole day was very slow. Around 3:30 in the afternoon, a group of three middle-aged women came to the doorway of our space. They spoke to the guard, who opened the rope for them. One of the women looked at me. Her face became red immediately. “My God!” she yelled, “they have real naked people in there!” Caitlyn moved beside me and put an arm around my back. We looked at the three women, and they looked at us, for almost a full minute. Then, the women turned and walked quickly away. That was disappointing too.
Around 6:30 that evening, Rachel came back. “How many people came in?” she asked.
“No one,” Kate answered, the disappointment apparent in her voice.
“I’m surprised,” Rachel responded. “We’ve already gotten one complaint about having nude people as part of the exhibit.”
Not much later, we shut down for the evening. We stopped for dinner on the way back to Kate’s apartment. We each had a couple of drinks. Back at the apartment, Caitlyn and I somewhat unthinkingly reverted to our habit and home and undressed completely as soon as we walked in the door. Kate gently called us on our slight faux pas by saying, “yeah, I think I’ll go nude too.”
Kate stripped and sat down in an old armchair in one corner of the main room. Caitlyn and I sat together on the sofa. Caitlyn and I hadn’t made love since we’d arrived in New York two nights before, which was a long dry spell for us. Again, without really thinking about what we were doing, I soon had a hand between Caitlyn’s thighs, and she had my balls in her hand.
“Uh,” Kate said, “if you two want to fuck, you can use the bed. I can stay out here for a while.”
“Thank you,” Caitlyn said. “You’re welcome to watch.” Caitlyn and I stood up and started across the short distance to the bedroom. I didn’t expect Kate to watch us, but she followed us into the bedroom and sat in a large wooden chair, the only chair in the room. Caitlyn and I stood beside the bed and began to kiss. I gently twisted Caitlyn’s right nipple between the fingers of my left hand. I slipped my right hand between her thighs. Caitlyn spread her legs to give me better access. I started tracing my index finger over her cunt lips.
Caitlyn put her right hand between my legs. She held my balls in her palm and rubbed her index finger just behind my sac. As I started to get hard, Caitlyn pulled her hand out and began running her finger around my circumcision scar. I began running my finger over her clit. Caitlyn got wet and I got harder.
After, maybe, five minutes of playing with each other, Caitlyn pulled away, stepped back, and lay on her back on the bed. Smiling at me, she spread her legs. I got on the bed between her legs and lowered myself down until I rested on my forearms with my face above hers. I slowly rubbed my dickhead against Caitlyn’s trimmed mound. As I leaned down to kiss her, Caitlyn wrapped a hand around my dick and guided me to her slit. As always, entering Caitlyn was exquisite.
Caitlyn and I enjoyed making love with people watching us, particularly friends or family. We talked about that several times. Caitlyn had explained her attitude to me. “Making love,” she had said, “is the greatest thing people do together. It is a visible expression of our love for each other and our desire to pleasure each other. I don’t understand why people think it should only be done in a dark room, hidden under sheets. I want people to see how you and I love each other.” I agreed with Caitlyn. Unstated was the fact that we were both more aroused when people were watching us.
I wanted to go slow and give Kate a good show. My body, and Caitlyn’s, were in a different place from my brain. We were simply hungry for each other. A lot sooner than I’d planned, Caitlyn’s legs were wrapped around me, pulling me down as her bucking hips pushed me up. I was thrusting fast and forcefully at one of her most sensitive spots. Our lips and tongues were all over each other’s faces. I’m afraid we were a bit animalistic. It felt wonderful. Of course, making love to Caitlyn is always wonderful.
Caitlyn’s bucking became more violent, and her gasps told me she was coming soon. I tried to hold on to ensure that she came before I did. I managed it, barely. Caitlyn’s orgasm moan had just started when I started shooting inside her. As always, Caitlyn’s face as she came was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
After we both finished coming, I rolled to Caitlyn’s side. We had, sort of, forgotten about Kate until she said, “I didn’t realize how hot it could be watching other people fuck, and how horny it makes me.” She opened the drawer in the small table next to her, pulled out a vibrator, and said, “at least I’ve got this.”
Caitlyn tapped me on the chest. I looked at her. She smiled, stuck out her tongue, and slowly moved it across her upper lip. I got the message immediately. I got out of bed and stepped in front of the chair Kate was sitting in.
Kate had seen Caitlyn’s gesture and understood what Caitlyn wanted me to do. She hesitated though and kept her bare thighs together. “Peter’s pretty good with his mouth and tongue,” Caitlyn said, “I promise you’ll enjoy it.”
“He’s your husband,” Kate replied.
“But you’re our good friend,” Caitlyn said back. “It’s just between us.”
Kate sat for another moment. Then, she smiled and spread her legs. I knelt in front of her and leaned forward to kiss her cunt lips. Then, I started licking her. After a moment, I started sucking on her clit. Soon, Kate started squirming in her chair. That was positive. I probed her cunt with my tongue. When I licked one spot on her wall, Kate jumped slightly and sucked in a sharp breath.
I alternated between Kate’s clit and the spot I had found inside her. She closed her legs around my neck, not tightly, but I couldn’t have gotten up. Of course, I didn’t want to stand up. Between Kate’s legs with her fluids on my face was a fine place to be.
Kate’s hips began bucking and she started an almost continuous moan. My face and her pubes were very wet. Kate locked her legs very tightly around my head. That was good because it helped me stay in contact with her despite all her hip movement. Kate’s moans went up an octave or so. She almost barked “oh… oh… OH” and I felt her body shudder. I kept working on her clit. I was quickly rewarded with a moaned “OH GOD” and two more shudders. I could feel Kate’s pulse racing.
A few moments after the last shudder, Kate’s legs relaxed and draped over my shoulders. I looked up at her face for the first time since I’d started going down on her. Her eyes were closed. She was still breathing hard. Her face had that same beautiful appearance Caitlyn’s face got when she came. Kate’s nipples were hard and pointing.
I hadn’t realized that Caitlyn had moved next to us until she leaned down and kissed Kate on the lips. Caitlyn moved Kate’s legs off my shoulders, and I stood up. Caitlyn kissed me and said, “thank you Peter.”
“Thank you very much,” Kate said. “I haven’t come like that in months. I need to return the favor before you guys go home if that’s ok with Caitlyn.”
“It’s very ok with me,” Caitlyn replied.
We were all tired. We were soon in bed. It seemed perfectly natural that Kate also slept nude that night and that I slept between the two lovely women.
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