Ella bounced in her seat as the plane hit the tarmac, landing her home safe and sound, wrapping up her first business trip of the year. Her husband was already waiting in the parking lot to take her home and she couldn't help but smile. It had been a long week away. Made even longer by the anticipation, and excitement surrounding her growing to do list upon her arrival.

She had been following suit on her goals for the new year, number one on that list was adding a little spice to their bedroom.

Thanks to her friend from work, step one was all planned out. Stepping off the plane she spotted Calum immediately, gliding right past baggage claim and into the loving arms of her husband. She'd missed him like crazy. Boy, was he going to be surprised.

Pizza

Callum got home from his run, tired and frustrated. Ella had been away on business the week of his birthday and had just returned home. The first thing Ella wanted to do...

"Just give me some space so I can unpack," she said.

So he did, just a few more miles and a few more minutes apart. There are some things you miss when your wife's away from home. The kind of things a little exercise can't satisfy.

In truth, it hadn't taken long for Ella to unpack. As soon as Callum left she dumped her suitcase in the hamper and hurriedly ran around tidying up. All the while giving directions to her friend on the other end of the phone. They had an idea for a belated birthday gift to remember. Ella had just hidden the last bit of dirty laundry and slipped into the kitchen when Callum returned.

"I'm starving; what do you want to do for dinner?" Ella asked, emerging from the kitchen with a Powerade for Callum and a bottle of wine for her.

"Up to you. You know, it takes me a bit to work up an appetite," Callum answered, exasperated as he struggled to pull off his sweaty shirt, his tone abs glistening with sweat.

"I figured as much, so I went ahead and ordered something special," Ella replied, gliding around the corner in a pair of thin sweatpants, tight in all the right places. They hung just low enough to show off a sliver of her tight stomach and elegant hip bones, peeking out from under her tight, borrowed tee. Ella handed Callum the Powerade and sett the bottle down on the table beside a pair of wine glasses.

Callum shook his head, slightly confused by her coy response and the pair of glasses on the table. She knows I'm not going to be drinking that wine, he thought.

"Go ahead and get washed up, babe. Pizza should be here by the time you get out." He lovingly kissed her forehead and proceeded to the shower as instructed. Soon he was unwinding under the cool refreshing water, soothing his tired and achy muscles. He barely heard the knock at the door.

Ella answered the door with nervous anticipation. Her new friend from work was already here. This was happening; she'd finally taken Nicole up on her offer. She had always shared how she liked to help couples add spark to their relationships. A sort of program where she'd get together with the couple and give them some pointers to add to their sex life.

Nicole billed it as a 'Blow Job Seminar.' Ella thought it would be right up Callum's alley. Not that she thought their marriage was in trouble or anything. Ella was just a little insecure and felt like they may be missing out on some things. After all, she'd never really liked giving blow jobs.

The whole seminar concept made Ella nervous, but Nicole assured her that it would help and that she'd make it casual and low-key. Ella already ordered pizza, a few helpful pointers in a laid back, relaxed atmosphere might be all they needed. 

"Hey," Nicole smiled as she opened the door. Flashing her bright red lips, which starkly contrasted her pale skin. Her natural elegance balanced out and almost tamed her eye-catching, short, neon-blue hair.

Nicole was leaning into the causal theme of the evening. Clad in a cozy oversized hoodie leaving only half of her long thin legs visible in her skintight yoga pants. Ella was jealous of how effortlessly cute she looked. I wish I looked that good in my pajamas, she thought, downplaying her own effortless beauty.

Ella's long brown wavy locks framed her petite freckled face and button nose, too innocently youthful for her well-toned body. Her tanned hip bones just peeked out from her sweatpants thanks to her short, obviously borrowed t-shirt, made too small due to her luscious breasts.

"Hey," she answered with a bit of a nervous hiccup, blushing a little despite herself.

"Don't be nervous," Nicole reassured Ella, gently brushing her shoulder with a lingering sensual touch. "This will be fun!" Nicole’s delicate, foreign touch sent butterflies straight to Ella’s stomach. Ella had always been shy; it was a big step opening up to a new friend. Mentioning her relationship worries to a friend in passing was one thing. Now Nicole was here, in her house, and going to talk in detail about their most intimate habits? And with Callum there?

 "Would you like some wine?" Ella offered her guest, hoping it would help the tension of what she was sure would be an awkward night.

"Sure, that sounds great. You look adorable by the way," Nicole answered while following her to the other room, eying Ella’s tight ass as it pressed against her thin sweatpants. "I'm so glad we finally got to get together."

While Ella finished pouring the drinks, the doorbell rang. That must be the pizza already, she thought and went to open the door.

Smiling back at her in the doorway was the pizza girl. Short and slender, she stood holding the boxes in front of her tight-fitting polo, hugging a set of small breasts, obviously shocked by the cool outside air. Her raven-colored hair was pulled back haphazardly under an ill-fitting ball cap. Contrasting her otherwise elegant features, fair smooth skin, and small plump lips. The sight was enough to raise Ella's eyebrows; she's surprisingly cute, she thought.

"Hey, right on time," Nicole interjected unexpectedly, setting her drink down and walking toward the door.

"You know I'm not going to let you down," the pizza girl replied, exchanging the pizza for cash.

"You know each other?" Ella asked as the pizza girl entered nonchalantly, shutting the door behind her. Nicole grabbed the girl by the waist, flipping her cap to the ground. She cupped the pizza girl's face, and the two exchanged a brief, passionate kiss.

Ella felt the blood rush to her face and travel down to her toes. She felt like a voyeur in her own home. "What's going on?" Ella asked, prompting Nicole to break away. She rested her forehead on the pizza girl’s, giving them time to catch their breath.

"My lovely assistant here always helps lend a hand. I found it's easier to show than to tell. Speaking of..." She gave a sly smile to the girl. "...we thought you'd appreciate a little extra show first."

"A kind of icebreaker," the pizza girl answered with a wink as Nicole retrieved her purse from the kitchen.

The pizza girl smiled and began to take off her polo, revealing a petite set of upturned breasts with invitingly erect nipples adorned with tiny piercings.

Ella stood dumbfounded; the show was starting now! Stunned, she didn't know what to think or do. Ella felt dragged into a movie the likes of which she'd never seen or imagined. The pizza girl continued to undress for her slowly and seductively; she removed her pants. Revealing her unexpectedly long legs and round ass. It was strangely exciting; Ella could feel her nipples involuntarily harden, pressing against the soft cotton of her shirt.

Now there was a stranger utterly naked in Ella’s living room. The sight of a naked woman, even a beautiful one, couldn't be enough to turn Ella on? After all, she wasn't a lesbian. The whole situation was more shocking than anything, wasn't that the only feeling she was having?

"This is not really what I was..." Ella’s heart fluttered as she tried to process the situation. Thankfully Nicole was there to steady her and escort her to the nearby couch. Nicole’s tender touch was warm and soothing.

"Just relax; think of us as your coaches," Nicole reassured Ella while handing the pizza girl her purse. "We're not trying to seduce you or anything, just trying to help set the mood. I promise this helps."

Nicole stood up and removed her sweater, letting her firm breasts cascade just inches from Ella's face. She had never been this close to another naked woman before; Ella couldn't help being mesmerized, comparing Nicole's beautiful, elegant lines to hers. Nicole’s breasts were about her size, but with the hardest nipples Ella had ever seen. Her leggings came off, swaying Nicole's graceful hips left to right as she did, revealing her long tone legs, just barely shorter than her own.

Then she remembered the pizza girl, now standing directly behind Nicole. She began to nibble on Nicole's ear before slowly kissing down her neck, involuntarily causing Ella to shut her eyes. She felt as if she had been whisked away into a daydream.

Ella was a gasp and held her breath as if not to intrude; She didn't know what else to do. Finally, Ella exhaled, opening her eyes Nicole down on her knees just inches from Ella face, a giant pink dildo racing in and out of her mouth. The dildo was strapped to the waist of the pizza girl with thick leather straps, accentuating the dimples of her lower back. Ella sat in silence, still struggling to process the overwhelmingly erotic scene when her thoughts were interrupted.

"How should I fuck her?" The pizza girl asked in a breathy wanting tone. Ella Looked up and locked her eyes on the pizza girl's enchanting blue pools. They wanted her to be a part of this too. Ella felt a lump gather in her throat as a rush of heat coursed through every inch of her body. Her heart raced faster with the thrilling sudden realization; Not only was she not invisible anymore, but she was in control.

Ella began to let go, reveling in the opportunity to relax and enjoy. "Doggie style," she answered with bated breath, not even knowing where her answer was coming from.

Nicole purred in agreement as she pulled the now dripping dildo from her mouth. Nicole only needed to back up a step or two to lean over the nearby coffee table, letting her gorgeous breasts dangle for Ella's amusement.

The pizza girl gave Nicole’s ass a slap of approval. As she spread Nicole's legs the pizza girl teased her lover with the head of the dildo, dancing it around her warm, inviting opening until she began biting her lip. Ella had been biting her lip too.

"Fuck her," she moaned, trying to catch her breath. Ella shifted uncomfortably in her seat as she watched the carnal display. The lust was building between her legs.

Ella was transfixed by the moans of pleasure, in awe of their gracefully smooth, toned bodies. The pizza girl’s graceful hands delicately caressed Nicole’s soft, bouncing breasts. They were so sexy; she couldn't help but imagine, was this how Callum felt?

Ella watched, enraptured by their unique beauty, as their moans began to intensify. She couldn't resist her mounting arousal, and the pizza girl noticed. "Go ahead; we know you're enjoying the show. Make yourself more comfortable," she licked her lips while giving her partner an even deeper thrust.

Almost unconsciously, Ella pulled her pants to her ankles. Now unencumbered, she began to pleasure herself, quietly moaning along in euphoric bliss with the couple. Ella explored herself, astonished by how wet she already was. She couldn't resist.

This was not what she was expecting. Ella's senses were flooded with adrenaline, the rush of emotions nearly overwhelming. It was intoxicating being that close to such animalistic lust. Ella had never even watched porn or even been interested in watching someone else in the heat of passion. But this, being so close, she could nearly touch their smooth skin, feel their hearts race.

What was going on? Ella didn't have time to finish her thought. She gasped, enthralled as the pizza girl plunged her dildo deep into Nicole, who squealed with approval. In and out, she thrusted as Nicole moaned continuously, overcome with waves of pleasure.

"What in the world?" Callum stammered. His jaw dropped as he exited the hall and entered the spectacle that was his living room.

Callum's eyes darted around the room as all three women stopped to stare at the interruption to the festivities. Callum stood shocked, still in the midst of drying his short brown hair. He stood now left clasping his towel, clad only in sweatpants. His chiseled abs and chest still damp from the shower.

"See, I've been meaning to introduce you to my friend from work," Ella stammered, blushing even more than she had. This wasn't how she imagined this would play out. "I asked her to help show me how to blow you."

Ella stood up, reassured by Callum's bemused smirk.

"Happy birthday," she giggled as Callum attempted to unpack what was unfolding. Ella bought him in for a reassuring passionate kiss. This was quite the present, Callum thought.

"Finally! Let's see a real dick!" The pizza girl Interjected, stroking her strapped-on dildo with glee. Nicole already kneeling beside her, running her delicate fingers down the girl's smooth petite leg.

"Let's not disappoint hun," Ella smirked as she began kneeling, taking Calum's waistband with her to the ground. Their new friends moaned in approval as she let Callum's already hardening penis fall free. Ella smiled back at Nicole's delight.

"Mmm, he looks like he's ready." Nicole greedily smiled. He leaned forward and helped Ella peel off her shirt. "Damn girl, those are amazing; you've definitely got the tools!" Ella did; her gorgeous breasts fell free like beautiful teardrops, highlighted by perfect tan lines. "Just follow my lead, and lets he how big hubby can get."

With a keen eye on Callum, Nicole moaned as his erection jumped in response to her sultry words.

Nicole leaned closer to the pizza girl's long faux penis. She teased it gently with the back of her slender fingers, slowly working her way from the bottom of its head to its base. Now with a firm grasp at the base, Nicole nimbly used her other hand to follow suit. This time grasping with a long stroke, letting her thumb linger as she danced her fingers down the dildo's head to its base.

"Now, yours looks like it may be a little wetter than mine... that always helps." Their friend grinned, eyeing Callum's ever-growing erection as it began to drip. Ella didn't hesitate; she followed her instructor with glee. Slowly and diligently, Ella glided her delicate fingers down Callum's throbbing erection, massaging the wet precum down his sensitive shaft. Ella’s fingers could feel Callum's smooth veins pulse as he jumped with each teasing stroke. A finger at a time until his entire shaft was glistening with temptation.

Nicole couldn't believe she hadn't tasted him yet, as she felt her mouth water greedily.

"Kiss it," Nicole demanded of her pupil, leaning into the pizza girl to demonstrate. Seductively, Nicole slowly took the dildo's head into her puckered lips before diligently teasing it's head with her tongue.

Ella keenly watched her instructor from the corner of her eye as she kept up with every action. She began swirling her tongue around in circles. It was enough to make Callum's eyes swirl in the back of his head. His back bucked as he let out a low groan to the approval of all, as all three women seemed to gain an extra shade of flush to their skin.

"That is so fucking hot," the pizza girl moaned as she desperately worked to loosen her belt as her other hand strained to touch herself under her strap-on.

Nicole, still on her knees, had never stopped. She quickened her pace as she showed how much girth she could fit in her eager mouth. She grabbed the now free strap-on and gazed straight at the couple.

Ella paused to take in her sultry gaze, mesmerized by Nicole expertly deepthroating the long dildo. Suddenly, Ella felt jealous and unexpectedly challenged. She could do better, Ella thought.

To Callum's shock, she grabbed his waist and pulled him close, opening her mouth wide to allow him to enter. Soon his girth disappeared down her throat as she hungrily took him in. Ella moaned with a sense of accomplishment. She let out a low purr as she felt his heartbeat quicken deep in her throat.

"Oh baby, that's amazing!" Callum groaned, reveling in being cradled by the warmth of her mouth.

The pizza girl was beside herself, her breathy moans becoming ever more rapid as they attempted to keep rhythm with her fingers as she probed herself over and over. "Fuck yeah.... oh fuck!" Her scream of pleasure and delight cut through the ever-building passion of the room. All the while transfixed on the lovers.

Ella and Callum turned, unaccustomed to the newfound attention from their lovely spectator. Upon turning, Ella freed her lover from her lips' warm confines. Entranced, Ella shuttered as a wave of excitement washed over her. She squeezed, overcome with emotions, reflexively jerking Callum's overstimulated erection. Callum grunted as his bulging erection pulsed over and over.

Overwhelmed with pleasure, Callum could no longer contain himself. He sprayed a thick line of warm cum across the room. The pizza girl squealed with glee as the glistening warmth struck her. She grinned with delight, closing her eyes in satisfaction as she rolled deep into the throws of orgasm. The couple watched, transfixed by the beauty of her fulfillment, as her heaving breasts became covered with streams of Callum’s sparkling seed. "Mmm, thank you," she moaned.

The pizza girl grinned as she delicately cleaned herself off with her fingers. Callum collapsed on the couch in satisfaction.

Ella had a brief moment of disappointment, swiftly replaced by a newfound arousal.

That was more intense and hotter than she could have imagined. They did that together, they made that girl cum. The thought was delightfully satisfying; she couldn't remember feeling so sexy. She couldn't help but check herself. Ella briefly shut her eyes and took a moment to gather herself.

Upon opening her eyes, the pizza girl was nearly dressed. After picking up her hat, she gave a flirtatious wave and was out the door.