6 comments/ 49704 views/ 15 favorites My Neighbor Megan By: Irish Moss Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me. Your opinions are welcome but your attacks are not. * I was definitely feeling happy as I boarded the light rail after leaving happy hour but seeing Megan and having her wave me over made me even happier. We lived in the same neighborhood and picked up the train at the same station, though not always at the same time. My favorite mornings were when I was about half-a-block behind her and could watch her ass swinging as she walked. She was at least ten years younger than me, maybe a bit more, with some nice curves and a cute face but I tried my best on the occasions that we chatted not to let on that I'd easily jump her bones given the opportunity. "Don't tell me you're coming from happy hour, too," she said as I sat across from her. "I am," I replied, "We were over at the The Ghost." "We were at The British Bulldog," she said, "How funny." "I love that place," I told her, "I could just as easily have been over there." "Well you definitely would have been an improvement over the men who were there," she laughed, "The pickin's were certainly slim." "What were you looking for a hook-up?" I asked, feeling a little twinge of jealousy. "I'm not too embarrassed to admit that I don't currently have a man in my life," she said, definitely sounding a little buzzed, "and that a hook-up would not be unwelcome." "Well, if I was quite a bit younger and we could avoid detection by our neighbors," I said, before considering that maybe I shouldn't, "I'd be at the front of the line to volunteer." "First of all, I don't think you're that much older than me," she replied, "and second of all, what is your concern about our neighbors?" "You don't think that we'd set some tongues wagging in the neighborhood if they saw me following you into your house," I asked, then almost as an aside, "and leaving fifteen minutes later, including foreplay?" She burst out laughing, which let me know that I hadn't gone too far. "If we start foreplay now," she said, lowering her voice and leaning toward me, "you could be in and out, literally, so quickly that they'd never believe that it was for what it was actually for." It was my turn to laugh out loud, but I was wondering if she was actually serious. "What if I made you cum before we even got to our stop," I asked, "then you decided you didn't need me to stop by, after all." "If you can make me cum before we get to our stop," she replied, "I guarantee that will only make me want more. Come sit over here." I moved across to sit beside her and she adjusted the bag she was holding on her lap so that no one could see as I slightly raised her skirt, exposing her panties. I ran my fingertips over the front of her panties before slipping my hand inside them, over her trim bush to her dripping wet pussy. I slid a finger up and down between her lips and over her clit as she moaned softly while trying to appear inconspicuous. If anyone was paying attention to us, the fact that I'd moved over next to her and we'd stopped having a conversation would have probably been more suspicious. Fortunately, it was late enough that there were not many other people in the car with us and the few that were weren't facing in our direction. I was still glad that my own bag was on my lap because I was starting to pitch a tent. She spread her legs as wide as she dared so that I could occasionally dip my finger into the snug, slippery depths of her pussy then slather her clit with her lubrication. I could feel her subtly rocking her hips as I heard her breathing rate increasing so there was no doubt that I was successfully steering her toward an orgasm, but my mind was wandering to how I could get into her house and fuck her without us becoming the topic of neighborhood gossip. She'd already made it clear that she'd be into it and, just feeling how hot and wet her pussy was, I knew I'd be willing to do whatever it would take to slip my cock into her. My mind couldn't wander too far, feeling her body next to me tensing up more and more the longer I stimulated her clit and fingered her hot, slippery pussy. I glanced over and realized that I could see a bit of her cleavage and that her nipples were pressing out her blouse. I smiled as it sunk in that I'd probably have my hands on her tits within the hour. I could feel her go rigid and it sounded as though she held her breath momentarily before her entire body was trembling and a soft moan escaped. I continued to gently massage her clit with a smile on my face as I realized that this was definitely the first time, but might not necessarily be the last time, I'd made somebody cum on the light rail. She seemed to go limp, her chest heaving as she caught her breath, so I slipped my hand from her panties, assuming she'd finished cumming. She glanced toward the window as I sucked her nectar from my finger and realized how close we were to our stop. "You're definitely not getting away without fucking me," she finally said. "I wasn't even intending to try," I replied, "but, again, what do we do about the neighbors?" As we got ourselves together and exited the train, we went over a few options until something came to me as I thought about the layout of her house. She lived on a corner and her garage faced the side street around the corner from the front of her house. I was pretty sure that her garage also just faced another garage, so there wasn't much chance of anybody really paying attention there. "What if you went home as usual," I said, "and I went around the block. By the time I reach your garage, you can make it through your house and into the garage to open the door. I'll just slip in and you can close the door behind me." "That's a great idea," she replied, "and I guess you can go back out the same way until we come up with something better." We parted ways when we reached the corner of her street, though I paused to watch her ass swinging as she headed for her house. By the time I made it around the block, her garage door was open, so I casually strolled inside. The door immediately started to close and before I made it around her car, she was in front of me then immediately in my arms. We started to make out as my hands went right to her ass, squeezing it as I pulled her against my growing cock. "Is it going to be weird if we don't go into the house," she murmured as I kissed her neck, "because I completely forgot that my dogs have never met you so we won't get a minute of peace if we go in there." I didn't want anything to interrupt us and her garage was very clean, so I had no problem where I got to slip my cock into her as long as I got to slip my cock into her. "That's okay," I told her, "I don't think I can wait to get all the way across your backyard and into your house anyway. I need to have you now." I had my hands up under her skirt by that point so I started to slide her panties down, squatting in front of her to help her step out of them. I tossed them on the hood of her car then raised the front of her skirt to admire her trim, light brown bush. I kissed her lower abdomen and hips before having her turn around so I could admire her ass. I had her lean forward on the hood of the car with her ass up in the air, flipping her skirt up around her waist, and ran my hands over it, still squatting behind her. Her pussy was peeking between her legs below her ass so, as I caressed her ass, I stuck my tongue out and lapped at her pussy. I knew she was already very fired up and knew that this would only make her pussy feel even better, but I was ready to explode out of my pants so I made it brief. Standing behind her, I opened my pants and extracted my cock, easing it into her from behind and causing both of us to moan. Her pussy felt even more incredible than I had anticipated. She was extremely wet and slippery and very snug, though not tight. I pushed my full length into her until my hips were pressed against her ass. I just stood there for a moment, running my hands over her ass while feeling my cock engulfed in her pussy, before I started to slowly fuck her. I continued to massage and caress her ass, thoroughly enjoying the opportunity to finally get my hands on it. It definitely didn't disappoint. Her ass was nice and round with enough flesh to jiggle each time my hips tapped against it. I was fucking her slowly, with long, full strokes as I ran my hands over her ass but my hands gravitated up to her hips as I started to fuck her harder and faster. I was savoring the feel of her pussy as my cock slid in and out of her while thinking about how often I'd fantasized about flipping up her short skirt and fucking her as I'd been walking behind her on the way to or from the train station. It was incredible to me that it was not only actually happening, but it was happening in her garage with her bent over the hood of her car. That certainly was not anything I ever would have expected. I did notice that she was resting her head on both of her arms on the hood of her car, so I slipped a hand down from her hip to seek out her clit. She let out a louder moan when I encountered it so I started to gently massage it while continuing to fuck her. Not only did Megan start moaning louder and longer once I started stimulating her clit, I could also feel her pussy becoming even more slippery and more engorged around my tool. I was hoping to be able to hold out until she came again since I could feel my orgasm beginning to build up as a result of the increased pleasure I was feeling. I always assumed that, if I could get my partner to cum before I did, the odds of being invited back for a return engagement would increase. The problem typically was that, with a new partner, I wasn't familiar with her signals or patterns, so I just basically had to hang in for as long as I could and try to do my best. Fortunately, when it came to Megan, while I was still enjoying the building pleasure provided by her hot, snug pussy, she let out a cry and her body started to shake. I continued to fuck her and gently stroke her clit as she came but, once she appeared to be finished, I slipped my hand back up to her hip and started fucking her harder. It crossed my mind that her tits were probably swinging and that I hadn't gotten my hands on them yet, so I slid my hands up under her blouse and cupped them through her bra, feeling her hard nipples pressing outward. I think my cock got even harder as I caressed her tits and that was before I reached behind her to unfasten her bra. Once I had my hands on her bare flesh, I was certain that I felt my cock growing even harder as I got closer to cumming. I continued thrusting, my hips bouncing off her ass, as I cupped her tits and caressed her hard nipples. I wondered if she felt my cock growing harder, as well, based on what she said next. "Don't cum inside me," she moaned, "Pull out before you get too close. I'll finish you with my mouth." Although cumming inside her probably would have felt outstanding, I was still stoked about blowing a load down her throat instead. That was certainly preferable to pulling out and pumping my load all over her ass, though I wouldn't have turned down the opportunity to do that, either. As I continued fucking her and fondling her tits, I assured her that I wouldn't cum in her pussy, but I savored the way it felt as my orgasm continued to build. I didn't think there was any chance that I'd be able to make her cum again before I did but, since she'd cum twice already and she was willing to finish me off orally, I was not too concerned that she would be disappointed in the way things wrapped up. In fact, I was already looking forward to working out the logistics so that the next time we were together, I would have the opportunity to see her naked and devour her pussy. As I considered that possibility with my cock buried in her hot pussy, I started thinking that I'd better pull out of her soon before I reached the point of no return. This was a less difficult task since I knew my cock would be engulfed in her mouth pretty quickly. I straightened up, releasing her titties, and backed up so that my cock slipped out of her, then just stood there with my cock standing straight out in front of me, staring at her ass, as she straightened up and turned around. She smiled and took my cock in her hand, pumping it as she gave me a quick kiss before squatting down in front of me. While pumping my cock, she licked my balls before running her tongue up my shaft. Still pumping the base, she wrapped her lips around my tool and started to slide them up and down as I moaned. As amazing as her pussy had felt, there was absolutely no decrease in the amount of pleasure I was feeling as she sucked my cock. I ran my fingers through her dark blonde hair and watched as my cock disappeared repeatedly into her hot mouth. Since I'd been right on the verge of cumming when I'd pulled out of her, it didn't take much of her skilled cocksucking before my cock was swelling even more in advance of cumming. I wanted to savor her oral talent for much longer but I was too far gone and she was way too good at it. I just enjoyed the building feeling of pleasure until I exploded into her mouth and she swallowed down my load. My moan echoed in her garage as she milked every drop of cum out of me before letting my spent cock fall from her mouth. She looked up at me with a smile so I reached down to help her up. "I hope this wasn't too weird," she said as I slipped my arms around her, "I promise I'll figure out a way to get you inside without the dogs driving us nuts." "Or..." I replied, a thought suddenly occurring to me, "we could just go to my place." We just stared at each other for a moment, wondering why we hadn't thought of that in the first place. It might have been the alcohol. It might have been a strong desire to fuck each other. It might have been because we would reach her house before we'd reach mine. Whatever the reason, we both started laughing. "I can't believe neither of us thought of that," she finally said. "Well, it's not too late," I replied, "You want to take care of your dogs then stroll down the block to my place? Since you never walk that far, no one is going to find it noteworthy if you walk right up to my front door and I let you in." "Holy shit, we really did not have much blood flow to our brains, did we?" she asked, shaking her head. "Why don't we make the current blood flow temporary," I suggested, "because once you get to my place, I intend to strip you naked and devour your pussy." She smiled and pressed the button to open the door again, since we'd managed to make ourselves presentable as we'd been talking. "Get the fuck out of here," she said, still smiling, "so I can get done and go out for a walk in the neighborhood, should my neighbors ask." I slipped casually out of the garage and headed down her driveway, not seeing anyone in the vicinity. I couldn't stop smiling as I thought about getting her naked and eating her pussy. My Neighbor Megan’s Coworker Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me. Your opinions are welcome but your attacks are not. Note: If you haven't already, read My Neighbor Megan, which is the prequel to this story. Megan and I had been screwing each other for several weeks while still being discreet so as not to initiate any neighborhood gossip. We didn't hide the fact that we were friendly but, since we weren't really any more than friends with benefits, we figured we'd just keep our private life private. I was perfectly content with our arrangement and it didn't seem like either of us was looking for anything more out of our relationship. When Megan introduced her coworker, Shelly, into the mix, I got an even better sense that her feelings for me were not of a possessive nature. Shelly sometimes rode the same train that we did, both in the morning and after work, so she and Megan would chat, though I didn't think she was aware that Megan and I knew each other. This became much more apparent based on a conversation she and Megan had one morning. Megan and I had been sitting across from each other when Shelly boarded, so she'd sat next to Megan, who didn't acknowledge that we were acquainted. As they were walking to their office after getting off the train, Shelly made a comment about me and Megan never let on that she was talking about someone that Megan was intimately familiar with. "That guy sitting across from us," Shelly said, "every time I sit next to him, I just want to swing my leg over and straddle him. Stick my tongue in his mouth." "He lives in my neighborhood," Megan revealed, "He walks by my house every day." "How do you not just drag him into your bedroom and fuck his brains out?" Shelly asked. "Well, I never really thought about it," Megan lied. "You should start," Shelly replied. "Or maybe you should just come over and I'll let you borrow my bedroom," Megan suggested. "Don't tempt me," Shelly responded, "I just might." That was as far as the conversation had gone but, as Megan shared it with me later, she confessed that she had been thinking about it. Not about dragging me into her bedroom, but about encouraging Shelly to jump me, if it was all right with me. My first reaction was surprise that Shelly felt that way about me because she had never given even the slightest indication of any interest. The idea of getting the chance to fuck her, though, was absolutely appealing. She was auburn-haired and, like Megan, had just the right amount of curves. In fact, their figures were quite similar, though Megan was just a bit taller. "I'd be up for it," I told her, "literally." As we continued to discuss how exactly to make it happen, I wasn't sure if Megan was just planning for Shelly to fuck me and potentially watching or if she would be joining us. I didn't really have a preference, though, because each scenario was equally appealing to me. We decided that the best thing to do would be for Megan to conspire with Shelly to seduce me without ever revealing the true nature of our relationship. We agreed that the best way to go about it would be for Megan to invite Shelly over, for them to be on her porch drinking cocktails as I walked by, perfectly timed, of course. They would invite me to join them and Megan would get us all into the house then leave Shelly and me alone together so that she could seduce me. With all of it planned out, Megan just worked through the plan with Shelly while making it seem like Shelly was coming up with a lot of it on her own. When the big day finally arrived, they planned to leave work earlier than usual so that they could be out on the porch by the time I walked by. Megan had let Shelly know that we were at least on a first name basis so it wouldn't be a surprise when she called me over. I didn't pretend not to notice them and was giving them a wave when Megan suggested that I join them. We made small talk on the porch for a minute or two before Megan offered me a drink. When I accepted, she suggested we all head inside so they could also top off their drinks. "Let me just hit the bathroom real quick," Megan said, once we were in her kitchen. "You know," Shelly started, once we'd heard the bathroom door close, "there's something I've wanted to do for a long time." "Oh yeah," I replied, "and what's that?" She stepped right up to me so that her body was pressed against mine, threw her arms around my neck and pressed her lips against mine. My hands went right to her nice, round ass as I slipped my tongue into her mouth so I could pull her against my growing cock. I wondered if her nipples were hard and her pussy wet and knew that it was pretty certain that I'd be finding out momentarily. After making out passionately for a few minutes, I kissed my way down to her neck. "You know," I said between kisses, taking her initial tone, "there's something I want to do." "Oh yeah," she replied, "and what's that?" "I'd like to lift up your skirt," I told her, "slide your panties off and eat your pussy." "Oh, God," she moaned, "I want that, too." I led her over to Megan's couch then knelt before her and raised the hem of her skirt. I had her hold it as I caressed the front of her panties with my fingertips before taking the sides of them and starting to slowly slide them down. Her panties were very sexy, which didn't surprise me since I assumed she'd dressed to impress, and her brown bush (which didn't match her otherwise auburn hair) was nicely groomed. I ran my hands over the smooth flesh of her ass before taking her panties all the way down so that she could step out of them. I then had her sit on the couch and spread her legs for me as I kissed my way along her smooth inner thighs, from her knees all the way to her pussy. I gave her pussy another once over before running my tongue up her slit and tasting the juices that were accumulating there while causing her to moan. Her hands went right to my head, holding me in place, as though I'd really want to go somewhere else. I slurped up her juices while she humped against my face then slipped a finger into her hot, wet pussy, pumping it in and out a few times before starting to lick her clit. She was moaning loud enough that, if Megan hadn't been aware of what was going to happen in her absence, she'd have easily figured it out. I wasn't sure what Megan had decided to do, but it wouldn't have surprised me if she was watching from the shadows with her hand inside her panties. Shelly's pussy was so wet and hot that I was glad it was pretty much a sure thing that I'd be fucking her momentarily. I wasn't expecting it to take much to make her cum then, depending on whether Megan showed up, I was planning to fuck her right there on the couch, after getting her fully naked, of course. Since she was responding well to how I was eating her pussy, I didn't vary much in my technique. I just kept focused on providing her with a high level of pleasure, in part to improve my chances of finding myself in this position again. I was obviously happy for the opportunity to fuck Megan, and eat her pussy, on a regular basis but, if she was okay with me also fucking her coworker, I wasn't going to blow an opportunity like that. The longer I ate her, the wetter and more engorged her pussy was becoming. She also seemed to be tensing up more and not humping her pussy against my face as much. She was pulling my head toward her pussy the more she was tensing up, but not so much that I couldn't continue licking and sucking her clit or pumping my finger in and out of her. Finally, at a point where she'd gone almost completely rigid, arched up off the couch and everything, she suddenly went limp and her body started to shake. Her pussy was flooded with even more of her slippery secretions and I knew that it was going to feel absolutely outrageous to slip my cock into her. Her orgasm appeared to be very intense and I continued eating her pussy as she rode it out, only raising my head once she'd gone still and had let out a long, content-sounding sigh. I sat back on my heels and admired her trim bush and pussy as she was recovering. When she finally sat up, she took my face in her hands and kissed me hard as I caressed her tits through her blouse. We were making out passionately as I started pulling her blouse up and, when I got it up above her tits, we parted so I could pull it up over her head. As I tossed it aside, I admired the sexy bra that matched the panties she'd been wearing that now lay somewhere nearby. I caressed her tits, feeling her hard nipples through the bra before reaching behind her to unfasten it. My eyes were on her tits as they were revealed. They were about the same size as Megan's but her areolas and nipples were bigger. After tossing her bra aside, I caressed the soft, smooth flesh of her tits briefly before lowering my head to lick and suck her hard nipples. She sucked in her breath then let out a moan while running her fingers through my hair. When my hands slipped down to her waist, I realized that she was naked except for her skirt, so I reached behind her to unfasten it. Rather than just having her raise her ass off the couch so that I could slip it off, I raised my head from her tits and asked her to stand up. When she did, her skirt fell to her ankles and she stood over me completely naked. I reached around to caress her ass while leaning in to kiss her hips and abdomen before standing myself. We kissed again while I caressed her tits and she started working my polo shirt up. We parted so she could raise it over my head and I felt another pair of hands on my abs and chest which I knew could not be Shelly's. "Did you check to see how hard his cock is, Shelly?" Megan asked from behind me. Shelly reached down to caress the bulge in my slacks then reached for my belt. "Let's get him into the bedroom first," Megan suggested. Megan took my arm and started leading me toward her bedroom, so I reached for Shelly's hand and pulled her along with us. I couldn't take my eyes off of her and was watching her titties bouncing as she walked, probably with a goofy smile on my face. Once we were in the bedroom, Shelly reached for my belt again and this time Megan let her go ahead and get it unbuckled. She sat on the edge of the bed, still fully dressed, and watched as Shelly got my slacks open and let them drop to my ankles. Shelly caressed the bulging front of my briefs before starting to take them down, as well. She pumped my throbbing cock in her fist as my briefs hit my ankles and I stepped out of them. "I assume you'll be joining us and not just watching," I said to Megan, "so you'd better get undressed, as well." I kind of felt like I was giving her the short shrift by not volunteering to undress her, but we'd undressed each other plenty and she didn't seem put off by it. We both knew that this was more about Shelly, so I just crawled onto the bed and lay on my back, then watched Shelly's tits swinging as she crawled on after me and straddled my hips. My attention was fully on her, and my hands fully on her tits, as she guided my throbbing tool to her pussy and lowered herself onto it. We both moaned and she began to slowly ride me. I tore my gaze away and looked over at Megan whose attention was on Shelly moving up and down on my cock. "Megan, I can't lick your pussy if you don't take off your panties," I finally said. "Oh, God, Megan," Shelly moaned, "You don't want to miss out on having him eat your pussy. It's mindblowing." As Shelly continued riding me, we both watched as Megan raised her blouse over her head, tossed it aside, then slipped out of her skirt. She'd also worn a matching bra and panty set, which I barely got to admire before she was also slipping them off as well. I'd seen her naked many times by this point but it wasn't something I ever expected to get tired of so my attention remained on her as she climbed up onto the bed. She straddled my head with her back to Shelly and my hands went from Shelly's tits to Megan's ass. I quickly had my tongue out and was lapping at her dripping pussy. Megan moaned and grasped the headboard as a shiver passed through her. Looking up, I could see her tits swinging overhead, her hard nipples begging to be sucked. I brought one hand down and slipped a finger up into Megan's pussy, finding it incredibly hot and slippery. Between the anticipation and, presumably, watching me going down on Shelly, it was readily apparent that Megan was extremely worked up. I hadn't known her that long but had experienced enough of her orgasms to know that she was already pretty close when I slipped that finger into her and started to slide it in and out. I was perfectly okay with her cumming quickly and figure that, if Shelly wasn't there yet, I'd just keep slurping at her pussy until they were ready to make a change. Of course Shelly's pussy was feeling incredible as she was humping my cock harder and faster the longer she rode me. Obviously I didn't know her well enough to judge how close she was to cumming but, based on my sexual experiences in general, I got a good sense that she was well on her way to another orgasm; I just wasn't sure how close she was. As we'd been planning this ménage a trois, I had never asked Megan whether she was bi or whether she anticipated anything happening between her and Shelly; I just figured I'd find out soon enough. Of course, I'd been hopeful that I'd have the opportunity to see the two of them going at it up close and was certain that it would help with my recovery time after I'd cum. When I noticed Shelly's hands reaching around to cup Megan's breasts, I'm sure that I was smiling and I know that my cock grew even harder. I assume it was due to Shelly's attention that Megan's pussy suddenly seemed even wetter and more engorged. I kept up what I was doing, knowing that she was on the verge of cumming and, sure enough, it was just a few minutes later that she let out a cry and her body began to tremble. I continued to lick and suck her clit while fingering her pussy and Shelly continued to ride me and fondle Megan's tits as Megan was cumming. Once she'd apparently finished riding out a long and intense orgasm, she moved off of me so I slipped the finger that had been inside her pussy into my mouth while reaching up for Shelly's bouncing tits with my free hand. Megan moved around behind Shelly, who had continued riding my cock without even so much as changing her pace. She brushed Shelly's hair aside and started to kiss her neck while one hand went to the tit I wasn't already fondling and the other went down to caress her clit. Shelly started moaning even louder and humping my cock even harder while I relished the feeling of her pussy becoming even hotter and more slippery. Not surprisingly, it wasn't much longer before Shelly started to shake as her orgasm coursed through her. Megan and I never let up on our stimulation so her orgasm seemed to really go on and on. When she finally seemed to finish cumming, she about collapsed on top of me. I stopped pushing my cock up into her as I waited to see what was going to happen next. Megan certainly didn't disappoint. "Would you mind if I ate your pussy," she asked Shelly. "Of course not," Shelly replied. I assumed there would be some kind of repositioning so, as Shelly climbed off of me, I went ahead and got up onto my knees, as well. After they made out and felt each other up for a moment, Megan had Shelly sit up against the headboard then got on all-fours and lowered her face between Shelly's thighs. I watched as she started to lap at Shelly's pussy before I moved around behind her and ran my hands over her ass. As I guided my still rigid cock into Megan's hot, slippery pussy, my attention went from Megan's ass up to Shelly's tits. She was caressing them with one hand while the other rested on the back of Megan's head. I could still look around and see Megan eating Shelly's pussy, though her hair blocked my view a little, but I focused instead on the pleasure of sliding my cock in and out of Megan's pussy. I started out holding her hips but, once I got a good rhythm going, I slid my hands forward to cup her swinging titties. Shelly had her eyes closed and a big smile on her face which put a smile on my face, too. I knew that, if she was having a good time and Megan was having a good time, the odds were favorable that this wouldn't be a one-time-only occurrence. The night was just beginning and I was already thinking about the next time we might get together. Of course my mind wasn't wandering so much that I was not appreciating what I was in the middle of experiencing. Megan's pussy continued to feel even hotter and wetter the longer I fucked her and I could feel my own orgasm slowly beginning to build up within me. It occurred to me that Megan's clit was unattended and unstimulated, so I slipped one hand down from her tit to stroke it as I continued to fuck her. The moan she let out into Shelly's pussy let me know that the stimulation was appreciated. I could see that Shelly was humping her pussy toward Megan's face and she was letting out louder and longer moans as Megan continued to devour her pussy. Since my face had also been buried in Shelly's pussy, I knew exactly how enjoyable it was and was already looking forward to an opportunity to taste her again. I could feel Megan's pussy becoming more slippery and more engorged around my thrusting tool so I was certain that Shelly's pussy was becoming likewise as she also approached another orgasm. My suspicions were confirmed moments later when Shelly let out a cry and started to visibly shake. Megan didn't raise her head, continuing to eat Shelly's pussy while Shelly was cumming, which may have been why Shelly came so long and so hard. When she finally let out a long, ragged sigh, Megan raised her head and started pushing back harder against my thrusting. I straightened up and took her by the hips again, noting that she slipped a hand down between her legs to replace mine on her clit. My hips were smacking against her ass, making it jiggle each time I thrust hard into her. There was no question that she was right on the verge of cumming again and that it wouldn't be much longer before she was there. I just kept thrusting into her, savoring the pleasure that her hot, wet pussy was providing. Shelly had adjusted her position so that she could fondle Megan's swinging tits as she got closer and closer to cumming. I don't know if this was helping Megan along or not, but I'm sure it wasn't hurting the pursuit. With a solid shove backwards, Megan started to tremble so I just held onto her hips with my cock buried deep inside her. Shelly also appeared to go still as Megan rode out her orgasm and we exchanged a smile over her quaking body. When she finally went still and let out a sigh, I slipped out of her because, once again, I was sure that a change was in order. Megan straightened up onto her knees and Shelly got up on hers, as well. "Time to suck some cock?" Shelly asked, looking at Megan. "That sounds like a fine idea to me," Megan replied, so they both turned to me. I ended up lying down with my head propped up on some pillows so I could watch them while they knelt on either side of me. Their asses were aimed in my direction so I had a hand on each one, caressing the soft, smooth flesh. The two of them started out caressing my balls and pumping my cock before Shelly lowered her head and engulfed it in her hot mouth. I moaned as she bobbed her head up and down briefly before letting Megan have a turn. Even though my cock had been in Megan's mouth a number of times, I didn't savor the pleasure I was feeling any less. I was in Heaven having my cock passed back and forth between to lovely women, each with significant oral skills. It was no surprise that my orgasm continued to quickly build, though the two of them were skilled enough that they were able to draw out the pleasure I was experiencing considerably longer than I would have expected to be able to last. My Neighbor Megan’s Coworker My hands had gone from caressing their asses to stroking their pussies while my cock continued to grow even thicker the closer I got to cumming. I was relishing their alternating mouths and would have been content to enjoy it for much longer, but ultimately it just felt too damn good. With a moan of pleasure, I started to spew and, fortunately, Megan realized when I was right on the verge and passed me over to Shelly, so she got the brunt of my load. She did eventually pass me back to Megan but I was mostly spent by then. She appeared to have just been caught up in the moment but neither Megan nor I minded in the least. Once I was fully spent, the two of them straightened up and moved to lie on either side of me. With an arm around each of them and a hand, of course, resting on their titties, we recovered for a bit before gradually getting back into it again. We never did get into any kind of discussion about who had seduced whom or revealing the plans that resulted in that first encounter. After that, I was still seeing Megan pretty regularly but I also started seeing Shelly occasionally, as well. There were other times that we all got together and there were times that the two of them were getting together without me. Overall, it was an arrangement that seemed to make everybody happy.