0 comments/ 72813 views/ 4 favorites The Guy Next Door By: Diana Retnuhvek Tina hadn't seen her childhood friend in many years and wondered if success had changed her. Her friend was Natalie Portman, the beautiful brunette with acting talents that rivaled her great looks. Tina was a good looking gal herself, a blue-eyed beauty with dirty blonde hair and a body she worked hard at to maintain. Natalie had filled out a bit since Tina last saw her, her body developing in all the right places. It was a gorgeous day when the two sat in Natalie's spacious apartment in New York, chatting about college and careers and of course, men. Tina noticed her friend wasn't shy about showing off her body, as the brunette wore a cutoff shirt that displayed a tight tummy and short shorts that displayed some thigh. The conversation was casual until the scenery changed. Looking out the window, Tina could see right into the adjacent apartment, noticing a well-developed, muscular black man lifting weights. Natalie's apartment and the one that belonged to this gentlemen both had sliding glass doors, and the man was clearly visible through them. The man aroused Tina a bit, and her eyes didn't leave his body. "Oh, that's Dexter," Natalie said, noticing her friend's interest. Tina was a bit embarrassed she was looking at the man so long and so hard, but who could blame her. The man was built, and by lifting weights all his muscles in his upper body were flexed. He wasn't wearing a shirt, just baggy black shorts. "God, he's handsome," Tina said in a shy fashion. Natalie giggled. She was a bit more outspoken. "The guy's hung like a horse," she said without restraint. Tina's eyes went right to Natalie's. She knew what her friend meant but was startled by the statement. "What?" Tina said. "You know," Natalie said, drawing in closer to Tina on the sofa to whisper, even though no one was around to hear them. "He's got a really big dick." Tina was taken back by this. She really didn't know her friend too well at all anymore. Little innocent Natalie never talked about such things when the two were growing up. "You...you mean you've slept with him?" asked Tina, crossing her stocking-covered legs. She felt so overdressed while looking out at a black man that was wearing only shorts. "I haven't slept with him, I've just seen it," Natalie said. "It's huge." "Huge?" asked Tina. "Huuuuuuge," Natalie said with emphasis. "He's always showing it off." Tina couldn't believe this. She found it hard to believe her friend knew someone with such a big one. "Yeah right, whatever," Tina said, turning her eyes down toward the floor. "You don't believe me?" asked the brunette, angered. "Of course I don't," Tina said. "I know - just because he's black I'm supposed to believe this guy has a whopper, right?" Natalie laughed. She walked over to her computer. "We can settle this," she said. There was an uncomfortable silence that followed while waiting for her computer to boot up. What was Natalie doing?, Tina thought to herself. The actress' email popped up, and Natalie sent an instant message over to the muscular black man. "He's always online," Natalie said. "He should get this right now." Tina looked out through the window and saw the man stop his lifting suddenly and walk over to his computer. Tina could see the man had a nice butt. She took her attention away from the man and put it on Natalie's computer. She could see the instant message screen. NatOne: Hey there big boy. The two waited for a response. Suddenly... DexOne: Hey there hot stuff Tina couldn't believe the technology these days. She barely used her computer and never knew two people could communicate this way. She also didn't know a lot about other things either. She looked at the computer. Natalie typed. NatOne: My friend here doesn't believe me about the size of your schlong. Work out in the nude for us. Give her a good look. Tina nudged her friend. She was embarrassed about this request. She felt ashamed her friend would say, or type, such a thing to a man. But it was too late. Tina couldn't help but look out the window, and see that Dexter was completely naked. Tina gasped. The man's penis was indeed huge. It hung down from his crotch in a lude fashion, the head of it cutting into his lower thigh. The blonde beauty couldn't believe penises came in that big a size - the only ones she saw were of the compact variety. And this man was not even erect. When her boyfriend wasn't erect, he would sometimes hide his penis from her sight, not wanting her to see that it merely stuck out like a little thumb. This man was showing his off. And lifting weights nonetheless. As he did curls, working his big arms, his legs were spread wide apart to give him more leverage, and this allowed the two clothed women an even better view of his package. "Look at it flop around," Natalie said casually, noticing the man's penis was shaking as his body brought the weights up. The two sat there for over an hour. In between lifts, Dexter would walk back and forth around his apartment, his huge penis swinging back and forth as he walked. "H-how did you meet him?" Tina asked, feeling a bit moist between her legs. Natalie got more comfortable, bringing her legs up and putting her arms around them, sitting with her knees to her chest. Her thighs were gorgeous, and now almost completely shown. "He was an extra on the set of Star Wars," Natalie said. "He does a lot of modeling and stuff, and one night when a bunch of us went out for a few drinks he tells us all about his um, film career." "Film career?" asked Tina, interested. "Have you ever heard of the movie King Dong?" asked Natalie with a giggle. Tina was confused. "He was a porn star!" Natalie said, smiling. "He's done like 20 or 30 movies." "Oh my God," Tina said, amazed her friend knew such a person. The two looked back out at Dexter, and Natalie went back to typing. NatOne: Make it hard "You mean...you're telling him to...?" Tina asked her friend. "Of course," Natalie said. "Don't you want to see how big it gets?" Dexter walked back over to his computer. He typed. DexOne: Natalie, what on earth do you mean? "He's teasing me," Natalie said. "He knows what I mean." NatOne: Allow your penis to achieve a full erection so my friend can see how big it is...smart ass The two women giggled. "I don't know about this...I mean, I do have a boyfriend," Tina said. "Oh come on, live a little," Natalie said. "I know but...Oh...My...God -" Tina replied, interrupted suddenly by the vision before her. Natalie turned to look out the window, and saw that Dexter had obeyed her command. Boy, did he ever obey her command. He not only got an erection for the young actress, but sported what was the biggest erection her friend had ever seen. "That can't be real," Tina said, staring at the naked black man standing at his window. His erection stuck out a ways from his body, running parallel to the floor. Its weight didn't allow it to stand up. "How's that for a cock?" asked Natalie rhetorically. Her friend actually answered. "I give it a 10," Tina said. "Oh it's more than a 10 there sweetie," the brunette replied with a laugh. Tina was a bit confused. "What do you mean?" she asked as the two women walked over to the glass to get a better view. "His dick is 13 inches long," Natalie said. "I've put a tape measure to it several times." Tina gasped, and put her hand over her mouth. She could barely speak. "Thirteen inches? Are you serious?" she asked. "Yep, and not only that, but it's about eight inches around," Natalie said, holding up her hands and making a big circle with her fingers to illustrate the width of Dexter's penis. Tina tried to envision how big eight inches around was, and the thought startled her yet aroused her. Dexter went about lifting weights, with a full erection. The women talked about it and stared openly. "I'm gonna bother him," Natalie said. She walked over to her computer and went about typing again. NatOne: Excuse me sir, but do you know I can see you through my window? They always played this little game. There was a pause. DexOne: I am sorry my lady, I did not know you could see into my apartment. The women giggled. Tina rubbed her covered breasts. NatOne: You have an awfully big penis. Seabiscuit: Yes I do as a matter of fact. Giggles from the women. NatOne: how about you (and your sidekick there) come on over here so my friend can have a closer look Tina nudged her friend yet again, feeling a bit awkward about a naked black man she didn't even know coming over to socialize. But she had no choice in the matter. It was going to happen whether she liked it or not. Dexter walked right into the apartment, wearing shorts and a white T-shirt. He introduced himself to Tina, her face blushing red. They were making small talk, when all of a sudden Natalie walked up behind the big gentleman and yanked his shorts down. Funny thing was, she didn't pull them down far enough and the head of his penis - hanging so low - was still covered. "Jesus," Natalie said, pulling the shorts down further to finally reveal the whole thing. "Your frickin' dork almost hangs to your knees!" Tina could not help but stare at the man's genitals. She didn't even try to make eye contact. Dexter was aroused by this, and started to get an erection. "Uh oh, you ladies have made him mad," he said. His penis grew, and grew, and grew, and it stuck out so far from his body that it nearly poked Tina in the stomach. Natalie playfully slapped his penis, pretty hard as a matter of fact, the force of the slap making it go down and then spring all the way back up again, slapping his stomach in an amusing fasion. Tina was entranced. "Okay, now Dexter, since you are built like a horse, we are going to treat you like a horse," the actress said. Tina didn't know what was going on. She was about to find out. "Oh, we're gonna play the cock riding game?" the man asked. "Yep," Natalie said. Tina was interested. By now, the fear and apprehension were gone. She wanted to have fun with this extraordinary young man. "Okay, Tina. Dexter here is going to give us a ride around the apartment, going through each room and giving us, well, kind of a tour," the brunette said, motioning for young Dexter to get down on all fours. "The thing is though, that to control where Dexter goes, we have to point his cock in that direction," she said. "Oh my God," Tina said. "You mean...use his prick as like a gearshift?" "Uh huh," Natalie said. "Now, I will be the driver first, and then you can go. I'm sure his dick is long enough for two sets of hands but someone has to sit in the back." "So you basically just called shotgun?" asked Tina with a laugh. "Yeah, I guess you could say that," Natalie replied. The two women sat on Dexter's broad, muscular chest, their sexy legs draping over his torso and hanging down to the floor. Their bare feet were at rest, with Dexter easily giving them a ride around. Natalie had her tiny right hand clenched around Dexter's huge cock, aiming it to the right then to the left, straight ahead and backward. It was like she was giving him one long, drawn-out handjob. "You know your cock is pretty flexible even though it's so hard," she said. Dexter was not allowed to speak when he gave the women rides. "I bet this makes you so hard - two sexy women like us admiring your great big prick," she said. He found it difficult not to come. The two women changed places, and Tina could not help but actually jerk him off while moving his penis around to direct the three. "Not yet, not yet," Natalie said. "I don't want him to come yet. I want his balls to swell up so big they almost burst." Tina could not believe the language her friend used. Sure, she was an actress now and lived kind of a different life, but Tina didn't think Natalie would be this different. "Okay, horsey, had enough?" the brunette asked. Dexter simply nodded, and let the women get up off of him. "Now as a reward I will let you suck on my toes," Natalie announced. Dexter was overjoyed. He stayed on the floor and began kissing Natalie's feet, rubbing them at the same time. "He has a thing for feet," she said. "Sometimes he'll just suck on them for hours and then come without even touching himself." "My God," Tina said. Dexter gave the same service to Tina, and then went back to Natalie again. The young actress even let him rub his penis against her feet, and this soon turned out to be an event in itself. The brunette placed the black man's huge penis between her cute little feet, and began rubbing up and down, up and down. "I didn't know you could give a guy a footjob," Tina said. "This feels good, doesn't it horse boy?" Natalie whispered sexily. He moaned in pleasure. Only he could not hold it in any longer. Just as Tina was about to comment on how large and round Dexter's balls were, he shot the first of what would be seven huge ropes of come. Up into the air it went, a huge gush of thick white man juice. "Holy shit," Tina said. "Okay, count with me Tina, one, two, three, oh my God four," Natalie said, counting the loads that erupted from Dexter's massive pole. "Whoo-hoo! Five!...Holy shit, six! Seven?! Lord in Heaven?!" Natalie's feet were now drenched. Three more tiny spurts came out, and the two women watched as Dexter's remarkable penis shrunk down to its flaccid state. It was still large. "Exactly how big is your dick when it's not erect?" asked Tina. Dexter didn't even have time to answer. "Eight and a quarter inches," Natalie replied. "Thing looks like another leg down there." Dexter casually walked about Natalie's apartment in the nude. She had him straighten things up around the room, almost like a nude butler. His penis would alternate between its flaccid state and a semi-aroused state. The women would comment on its fluctuation in size. "You know there is another game we play sometimes," Natalie said, removing her top and her shorts to reveal a sexy white bra and white cotton panties. "You have to strip down a bit so his dick can get really, really hard," the brunette instructed. Tina was reluctant at first, but figured what the hell. Dexter was completely naked, the least the women could do was get down to their bras and panties. "We're gonna play baseball with him, only he uses his cock as the bat," Natalie said. This sounded outlandish, but yet it was quite feasible. Dexter's penis was indeed big enough to serve as a bat, and Natalie went and fetched a soft baseball, almost like a Nurf ball, from the closet. The two women took turns pitching to Dexter, with the object being who could strike him out. They actually had more fun watching the black man knock the ball around with his big dick. "Oooo, home run," Natalie said on one throw, watching the black gentleman knock the ball clear across the room. Dexter did have a job, though, and it was soon time for him to leave. The women pouted a bit, Tina hadn't had that much fun in a long time and was sad to see the man leave. But Natalie was quick to cheer her friend up. "Oh he'll be back," she told Tina, "he's my little play thing." "There's nothing little about him!" Tina said jovially. The Guy Next Door So recently this guy had moved into the apartment next to mine. I knew he wasn't from around here, and not just because I saw that his truck had a Texas tag. There was something about him that was different from the guys around here. I have to admit it intrigued me. Since he had moved in I'd seen him a few times out walking his dog or walking to his car but I had never had the guts to go talk to him. I mean I was quite sure he wasn't an axe murderer or cannibal. However I couldn't seem to get enough nerve to introduce myself. As luck would have it I didn't have to make the first move. One day when I had returned from the grocery store he had just come home himself and he saw me struggling to carry everything so he offered to help. As he relieved me of some of my groceries I couldn't help but notice that he had nice muscular arms. I didn't think about it when he offered to help but when I reached my door I realized I had stuffed my keys in my left front pocket and my hands were too full to get them myself. I turned to him a little embarrassed and explained that my keys were in my pocket. He didn't seem to care though, he just smiled and asked if I wouldn't mind if he got them for me. Of course I nodded yes. What woman would turn down an attractive man coming dangerously close to her private area? Not me. My nerves began to light up at the site of his touch on my thigh. I had to take a deep breath and shake my head to control all the dirty thoughts that were about to erupt in my mind. Once everything was out of my car and into my kitchen he took a moment to introduce himself. I learned his name was Drew, he was 27 years old, and that he moved to Miami to attend the University. So at least I knew he was smart. I thanked him for his assistance and he left. For the next couple of days after our first encounter I couldn't stop thinking of the way I felt when he touched me. I was curious as ever and I wanted more. I purposely made it a point to run into him again, I didn't realize it was going to be literally though. As I was rushing to my front door trying to find the right key so I could quickly get into my place and use the bathroom I collided right into him. I was so embarrassed. I couldn't believe I was so absent minded that I didn't see him coming. He caught hold of me so I didn't fall to the ground. I apologized excessively. I felt so bad. He said it happens and we continued to go our separate ways. I was trying to get his attention but it seemed to be in all the wrong ways, or so I thought. The day after our run in he stopped by just to chit chat. I was in the middle of cooking dinner so I just invited him to stay and eat with me. We talked about everything under the sun almost, or at least enough stuff to get us through two bottles of wine. He provided stimulating conversation which was a nice change. Most guys don't have a whole lot to say. As we started to run low on topics for conversation my mind began to conjure up little naughty things that I would have loved for him to be doing to me. I drifted away into my thoughts of his lips kissing me and his beautiful blue eyes looking deep into mine. I guess it was quite obvious that I was no longer involved in our conversation because when I came to I saw him at the other end of the table staring at me quizzically. Feeling very embarrassed at that moment I had no idea what to say. He got up and headed to the kitchen to put up our dinner dishes. I followed close behind; I didn't feel as though he should be cleaning up. I informed him I'd clean up the mess myself later. He felt as though cleaning up or helping to clean up was the least he could do since I had provided him with a nice meal. I kept trying to insist that I wanted to do it myself as we fought over a plate. We both coincidentally gave in at the same time and the plate went crashing to the floor. Quickly I dropped down to pick up the pieces and asked him to get the broom that was next to the refrigerator. A little upset that one of my plates had broken because of our quarrel I headed out of the kitchen. But as I walked away he grabbed my wrist and refused to let me go. He closed the space between us and towered over me looking into my confused brown eyes. As he lowered his lips to mine he whispered, "You're so cute when you're upset." The moment our lips touched I felt my knees buckle. It had felt so much better in person than in my thoughts. He broke away waiting for a sign that it was ok to continue. I just let the desire in my eyes speak for me. He dipped his head low to capture my lips once more, unaware of the fire he was igniting inside. His lips were pleasant but I wanted more. So sure of myself I parted our lips and lead him over to my sofa. I pushed him down and straddled his hips. The look on his face was priceless as I lifted my shirt up over my head and brought my soft kiss swollen lips to his again. From the warmth of his hands and the coolness of the air in the room I got goose bumps all over and a shiver crept down my spine. Everything felt so surreal, from his kisses on my lips to his breath on my neck and his touch on my skin. It had been some time since I had been sexually intimate with a man I almost forgot how good it could feel. His hands moved up and down my back while we kissed creating a relaxing rhythm. It was dark in the living room with the exception of the moon light coming through the French doors that lead to the patio. The moon light let me make out the expression on his face as I rocked my hips back and forth. His gorgeous smile affected me in a way I never thought a smile could. I felt his hands drop to my waist and every time I rocked my hips into his he would thrust upwards to meet me. At first I thought I might fall off so I gripped the back of the couch for support, but when I realized he had a firm hold I brought my hands to either side of his head so I could run my fingers through his long hair. His scent, his lips, his touch, his smile, and everything about him set off an inferno inside me. I felt my temperature rising and my nerves sizzling. My pussy began to tingle and dampen. Considering how long it had been since I had been with a man it took every ounce of strength not to rush through things. When I felt his hard cock straining against his jeans it made my mouth water. I wanted so badly to have a taste of dick. My pussy got wetter as I thought about enjoying his yummy hardness. Unable to hold back I pushed myself off of him and slid down between his legs. Eager to please and be pleased I wasted no time undoing his belt buckle, unzipping his pants, and freeing his hardness from the confines of his jeans. It was just how I imagined it would be. It looked at me begging to be licked and touched. I lowered my lips to his cock pressing them ever so slightly against the head. I let out my tongue and licked up and down the entire 8 inches of his shaft in slow long strokes. A clear sweet sticky substance began to ooze from the top of his cock. Its gooey goodness was a pleasant treat for my taste buds. I opened my mouth wide and welcomed all of him in. Since my mouth wasn't very large I struggled some the further down I went. He tasted so yummy. I worked my mouth up and down over and over getting faster and faster and sucking harder and harder creating a nice friction that he enjoyed very much. He reached out, took hold of my head, and proceeded to fuck my mouth. His forceful thrusts came barreling into my mouth like a torpedo. I welcomed every thrust. The couch didn't provide great leverage so he stood up in front of me and continued to thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. A few times I felt like I was going to gag on it, he was thrusting so hard, but he pulled my hair, looked down at me, and told me I wasn't allowed to vomit. It was very intense. I heard his toes crack as he scrunched them up and a stiff grunt come out of his mouth right before he shot his hot load into the back of my throat. I loved the way he tasted. I sucked him off until there was nothing left. He yanked me up off my knees and onto my feet and whispered in my ear, "I want to make you scream!" He motioned for me to follow him and we walked out on to the patio. I was instructed to get up on the table after removing my shorts and thong. The table was very cold on my bare skin and it sent a chill through me. He met with my lips for a kiss and I felt the heat returning to my body. His hands slid up and down my thighs fueling the fire inside. I couldn't wait for what was to come next. Drew pulled over a chair, sat down, and scooted up close in between my legs. My legs parted in anticipation dying to feel his tongue all over my clit. He blew his hot breath on me and I threw my head back. My pussy was aching for contact. A few moments passed and I had noticed he wasn't doing anything so I looked down at him confused. He spoke softly, "I want you to watch me eat you." I nodded in agreement then he dove right in. He sucked my clit into his mouth and nibbled it a little before letting it go and repeating the move. It felt amazing. I bit down on my lower lip enjoying every moment that he was between my thighs. He inserted two fingers into my soaking wet pussy and I couldn't help but move my hips into him. His tongue licked my clit up and down as he finger fucked my pussy hard. Several times I felt like I was going to cum. My breaths became shorter and my moans got louder. He made me feel so good I didn't even care that I was naked and that anyone walking by could see us. I watched attentively as he devoured me like a Georgia peach tenderly licking up all my juices. I dug my nails in the table hoping to provide some support as my body convulsed. I could feel an orgasm getting ready to rip through me as he flicked his tongue across my clit over and over again. My lips were parched from panting and my abdomen sore from my body shaking. I threw my head back in ecstasy and let out a scream so loud I'm sure the tenants on the other side of the building could have heard me. I barely had a moment to catch my breath and he was already up and kissing me. I could taste my sweetness on his lips. I leaned back onto my hands trying to regain myself, and then before I knew it he was ordering me to bend over the table so he could fuck me from behind. I gladly complied and got off the table, turned around, and bent over spreading my legs so he could fit between. I braced myself for what I thought was to come. I was convinced that he was going to pound into me hard and rough but he actually started off teasing my pussy with the head of his dick rubbing it up and down my slippery slit. I wanted so badly to feel him inside me. I'd had dreams about this moment and now that it was finally about to happen I was more excited than a kid on Christmas morning. Between gritted teeth I called out, "Fuck me!" My pussy was throbbing and wanted nothing more than to be fucked hard by his cock. He placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me back on to his cock that filled my entire pussy.. At first his thrusts were slow then eventually sped up increasing in intensity. Harder and harder he pounded into me. That familiar feeling was creeping back but I knew it was too early so I tried to shake it. I could feel him hitting the back of my vagina and my walls stretching to accommodate his width. All the heavy breathing and panting caused me to be twice as parched as before. My moans were so loud and I could barely hear him calling me his dirty whore. It turned me on so much when he said it I moaned for him to say it louder. He jerked me up by my hair and grunted into my ear that he loved fucking me like a dirty whore and he wanted badly to come inside my pussy. It drove me so crazy. I had sensed he was near climax and I pushed my ass harder into his pelvis. It hit the right spot in me and I felt an orgasm erupt inside me leaving me limp and weak. He kept fucking me till his hot cum spout out into my hot wet pussy. We took a few moments to catch our breath. I tried walking but it proved harder than I thought so I sat down in one of the chairs on the patio. He looked at me with a big grin on his face before sitting beside me in another chair. It seemed as though the moments following time slowed down. That was the best sex I had ever had. The Guy Next Door My next door neighbor, Fred, seems like an ordinary guy. Lately, though, I've seen a lot more of him than I really want to. He's about forty, average build, nothing special to look at. It all started with him walking around naked inside his house with the curtains open. The distance between our houses is small enough that I can see in there clearly. I ignored him and I thought he had given up. I was wrong. A while back, I was doing some weeding around the fence that we share between our back yards. I was on my knees weeding when I saw him walking up to the fence. He was stark naked and he began the conversation by saying, "I need to do some weeding, too." I noticed that he made sure that there was a gap in the fence right in front of his little penis. I wanted to ignore him because I didn't want to encourage him but we ended up talking about yardwork and I think he was getting frustrated since I was ignoring his nakedness. Finally he said, "I hope you aren't offended by my nudity." I decided to be mean. "I think it's good that you are able to enjoy public nudity without being self-conscious about having a small penis," and smiled at him. I was hoping he'd be embarrassed enough that he'd go back in the house, but it didn't work. In fact, he immediately popped a boner when I said it. "You think it's small?" he asked. Then he held it in his left hand and moved it from side to side. "I always thought of it as 'average size.'" "Uh, no," I told him. "Well, what do you consider to be average?" he asked. "I'm a good four inches when fully erect like I am now." "I'd say five to six inches would be average," I said and then I went in my back door. Yard work could wait until he was gone. The next day, my friend and co-worker, Brenda, came over to the house. I had told her all about my neighbor. "Is that weirdo putting on a show today?" she asked and giggled as she came in the door. "Not yet," I said, "but I'm sure that it won't be long...in more ways than one," I deadpanned. Brenda laughed. "That's mean!" "Let's grab a beer and go for a walk in the back yard. I'll betcha ten bucks he goes for a nude stroll in his back yard right after we get outside." Sure enough, we hadn't been back there five minutes before Fred came walking toward us. "He's got a partial hard-on already," Brenda muttered under her breath. "Don't encourage him!" I told her. "We might be able to have some fun with this loon!" she said. He walked up and stood like before, with a gap in the fence so that we could get a clear view. Brenda made no secret of the fact that she was checking out his goodies. "Looks like you are really enjoying the fresh air!" she said and pointed at his semi-erect penis. He was really enjoying the attention. "Well, yeah! Teresa says it's small. What do you think?" "Oh, it's definitely small," she confirmed. "Not enough to satisfy me, I'm afraid." "Too bad. I was hoping you'd join me and go naked. Teresa wouldn't, I'm sure. I think she's too 'prudish,'" he said. "I have a hot tub. Sure wish you ladies would join me, even if you wear swimsuits." Before I could laugh at the ridiculous suggestion, Brenda pipes up and says, "That sounds like fun!" and gave me a big wink. That's how the three of us ended up in Fred's hot tub, drinking beers, and listening to Fred's boring life story. He was, of course, naked and Brenda and I were wearing swimsuits. I wore a pink bikini and Brenda was wearing a white bikini of mine that I wore once and gave up on because it's way too revealing. Brenda said it was perfect for what she wanted to do. I noticed that Fred was constantly finding excuses to step out of the tub. All for the purpose of maximizing his exposure, I'm sure. After a while though, he couldn't take his eyes off Brenda. She started making sure that she was sticking her chest out so that her boobs were prominently on display. I'd seen this trick before, of course, but Brenda is a master at it. Being a big-titty woman, her rack gets lots of attention even when she doesn't work at it. But when she's wearing a bikini that covers very little to start with and becomes damn-near see-through when wet, well... Her big, thick nips were sticking straight out and he couldn't take his eyes off of them. She'd had a few beers and apparently it doesn't take much alcohol to get her going. She asked Fred to get her another beer and when he stepped out of the tub he had a raging hard-on. She shot me another wink and reached for the beer he offered her. She said, "You know, I think we would like this hot tub better if we took our swimsuits off," and made a move like she was going to remove her top. I thought Fred was going to start hyperventilating. "Please do! Please do!" he said. "First, I want to make sure that you're ready for us!" Brenda said. "Stand up for us!" she told him. He got out of the tub and she told him, "Stroke it for us!" He was thrilled to death at the opportunity to masturbate in front of a female audience. Unfortunately for him, he only lasted three strokes and then he shot his load. It was a huge load and he had about four big spurts that went straight into the hot tub. "Yuck! It went in the water!" I said and scrambled out of the tub before I got any of it on me. Brenda was laughing as she got out. She pointed at the goo floating on top of the water and said, "Guess you need to clean the hot tub!" He was standing there dripping and disappointed. "Too bad you didn't last longer. Things could have gotten 'interesting!'" she said. "I'll never get in that hot tub again!" I said as we went back to my house. We hadn't even gotten in the back door yet before she was stripping off her bikini. "Damn, Brenda!" I said. "I can't believe you didn't wait 'til we were in the house!" By the time we were in the kitchen she was stark raving naked and holding up the bikini in her right hand. "Where do you want it?" she asked. "The garbage!" I told her. She tossed it in the can. I looked her up and down. She's forty-two and in really good shape for her age. Seeing her in the altogether revealed some information that I'd always wondered about. "Well, I see the carpet does NOT match the drapes!" pointing at her small patch of black hair. Instinctively, she put one hand over her crotch. Figuring it was too late at that point, she removed her hand. "Okay, okay, ya got me," she admitted. "But don't tell anybody!" "Honey, from what I've heard, there's plenty of guys out there who already know." She gave me a dirty look. "That was uncalled for," she said. "By the way, what about you?" "I'm a brunette. It's highly unlikely that I'm secretly a blonde," I said. She got a big smile on her face. "You know, suddenly I have a powerful urge to find out for myself!" "You need to sober up," I said. I turned to go upstairs to dry off and change and she tackled me from behind. She was trying to yank my bikini bottom down and I was trying desperately to hang on. "Let go, you crazy bitch!" I yelled at her. "I wanna see! I wanna see!" she said. I tried to hold on, but she managed to get a strong enough pull that she wrenched it out of my hands and down around my knees. "OOH! Looky what I see!" she said. I tried to cover up, but she goes, "Too late" I've already seen your coochie!" and laughed. Next thing I know, she's got her face between my legs and she was going to town. I'd never had a woman do that to me before and I have to admit she was pretty damn good at it. I was lying back with my eyes closed enjoying it and had taken off my top. After a few minutes, I opened my eyes and there was Fred standing behind Brenda and stroking himself. I freaked out. "What the hell are you doing in here!" I yelled at him. "Enjoying the show!" he said. "And here I thought you were a prude." I tried to cover up the best I could, but it was too little too late. "Hey, don't stop because of me!" he said. "Go back to what you were doing!" "Get out!" I yelled. "I think you better go," Brenda said, still lying on my living room floor. Then she started rubbing her foot on his leg. He got down on the floor with her and climbed on top and old Fred rammed it home. "Not on my new rug!" I screeched at them. Too late. They were going at it like a couple of wild goats in heat. Once again, he didn't last long, maybe ten strokes at the most. "No time to bask in the afterglow," I told them. "Get off my rug before you leave a wet spot!" Fred left and Brenda walked to her car, stark naked and her clothes in her hand. I just stood there and shook my head. I knew she was wild, but damn!