0 comments/ 74015 views/ 2 favorites Neighbors By: Canary I'm in my mid forties with a noticeable beer gut and a thinning hair line. My wife is a couple years younger than I am and has gained a few pounds in our 22 years of marriage and two children. She still looks pretty good though and I have very few complaints. Our sex life is all right with a usual weekend fuck. Jan is very conservative in bed and has only touched my prick with her hand a few times and has never given me head. She was a virgin when we married, and I had just a couple of not very good experiences when I was single. A couple of years ago we moved into a new neighborhood and got to know the couple across the street pretty well. They were a young couple that had been married recently. Jill is in her last year of medical school and Kurt has a construction crew that takes him out of town quite a bit. They had a baby about three months ago and we have taken care of the little one a few times to allow them to go out on the town. Jill is a short, good looking blond in contrast to Jan who is 5'8" with dark hair. Kurt is about 6'2" and 180 pounds. I recently started a business from my home and run into Jill on a regular basis, so when she asked me in for coffee when we met at the mailbox I accepted. "Do you guys have a video camera?" Jill asked as she poured us coffee. "Yes we do. We hardly ever use it since the kids are grown. Would you like to use it to get some video of Amber?" "I would like to borrow it, but not necessarily to video Amber." "That's fine, I'll get it for you as soon as I finish my coffee. What are you going to use it for?" "That's kind of embarrassing. I thought I would make a video of myself and send it along with Kurt when he goes out of town next week. Our private life has been a little slow since we had Amber. I think he thinks I'm fat now and doesn't have the same desire for me as he did before." "Don't try to predict what he's thinking. You may have gained a few pounds but I doubt he thinks you're not desirable unless you are giving him that impression. Do you still wear sexy lingerie and try to make yourself appear that you want to be sexy?" "No, I guess I don't think I look sexy any more." "Well, you do. So make Kurt know that you still think you are sexy. Making that video will let him know that. I'll go get the camera." As I crossed the street to get the video camera there was a twitching n my crotch as I thought about Jill performing in front of the camera. Somehow I wanted to see that film. I returned with the camera and Jill was just putting Amber down for her nap as I came into the house. "Would you keep an eye on Jill while I jump in the shower?" "Sure, and I'll set up the camera for you while you shower." A few minutes later I could hear Jill blowing her hair dry as I finished setting up the camera on its tripod. She then came out of their bedroom wearing a heavy terry cloth robe. "Where do you want the camera set?" "I suppose in the bedroom," Jill responded as she turned a bright red. I set up the camera and ran a cord to the top of the headboard with a microphone attached. "What's the mike for?" "Don't you want to talk dirty to him and tell him how much you want him?" "I was just going to do a little strip tease for him and tell him to hurry home." "If you really want to get to him you should play with yourself and really let him know what you have in store for him when he gets home. Maybe you need a director to help you out," I joked. "Well, you could run the camera and tell me what to do. But I'm not sure I could do this in front of you, and Jan probably wouldn't appreciate it." "Jan would never find out and you get to see naked people all the time in your profession so why shouldn't I get a peek now and then. I promise I won't touch so no harm will be done." "I suppose it would be nice to have someone here in case Amber wakes up, but I don't know." "Let's try it and if you feel too uncomfortable I'll go in the living room and wait in case Amber wakes up." "I'll get into some lingerie," she said as she went to her drawer and picked out a sheer black nightgown. When the bathroom door opened I had the camera on her. She still had her robe on over the lingerie. The camera followed her to her bed where she paused before turning her back. She slowly undid the robe and slipped it off her shoulders. I caught my first glimpse of her ass as the robe hit the floor. She looked over her shoulder and blushed as she saw me working the camera. You could tell she had put on a few pounds during her pregnancy as her ass was quite plump. She slowly turned around with an arm held up over her boobs and a hand covering her crotch. "I miss you Kurt and can't wait for you to get home this weekend. Don't let the other guys see this tape or I'll kill you. Maybe I won't kill you, but you won't know what sex feels like anymore. On the other hand, if you keep this to yourself, maybe there will be more of them to send along in the future. I hope you don't mind, but Stan from across the street is helping me with this. Don't worry, he is being totally professional about it and promised not to tell anyone, especially not his wife." Jill sat on the bed and arranged the pillows so she could lean back against them and still be in a sitting position. She crossed her legs which prevented me from getting a look at her crotch. She put a hand over each of her tits and looked back at the camera. "I miss the great sex we used to have. I am so horny right now there is no way I can wait until you get home, but I will be ready for a good night of lovemaking when you get here." She was now squeezing her tits without even realizing it as she was really getting hot. "It's OK if you jack off while you watch this but save some for me. Once is not going to be enough. I'm sure I can talk Stan into watching Amber Friday night while we go out. Or should I say while you go in. Now sit back and enjoy the show because I'm done talking." With that she started pinching her nipples through her negligee and moaned. She played with her tits and I zoomed in to get a better view of her nipples. They were rock hard and she flicked them hard with her fingernails. Speaking of hard, so was I. I was wearing a pair of sweats and some running shorts underneath without underwear. I'm sure Jill could have seen my cock sticking out, but she had her eyes closed and couldn't have cared less. She proceeded to move one of her hands down to her crotch and rub her pussy through the night gown. I still hadn't seen her cunt but the aroma of an aroused woman was beginning to fill the room. She was really bucking her hips now as she rubbed hard against her cunt with her fingers. All of a sudden she squeezed her legs together and started moaning with her first orgasm of the day. It took her a couple of minutes to settle down. When she came back to reality she started to blush and told me to turn off the camera for a few minutes. "I can't believe I just masturbated in front of you." "You did it for you and Kurt, not me. Although I did enjoy it very much." "I can see that," Jill said with a smile as she eyed my cock sticking out against my sweat pants. "Sorry, but it couldn't be helped." "I'm sure it will have the same effect on Kurt, which is what I wanted." "Are you ready to film scene two." "Now that I got my relief, I'm kind of embarrassed to do any more." "Do you have any toys you could play with?" I asked. "I have a vibrating dong but it's been so long since I used it that the batteries are probably dead." "Why don't you check it out." The batteries were dead so I ran across the street to find some fresh ones. When I returned, I rang the doorbell and Jill shouted from the bedroom to come in. When I entered the bedroom, she was under the covers with them pulled to her chin, but her nightgown was on the floor beside the bed. I put the batteries in the vibrator and handed it to Jill. "Ready for the next round?" "Why not, role the tape for scene two." I moved behind the camera and switched it on. "Remember this Kurt," she said as she held up the vibrator and turned the bottom to start the vibrations. "It's been awhile, but since you aren't here to take care of me I guess I will have to take care of myself. She scooted back up into a sitting position keeping the sheet over her boobs. She started running the vibrator over her tits and her nipple were hard in a second. Slowly she let the sheet drop to expose her tits to the camera and my eyes for the first time. Her tits were very full and sagged slightly. They were about a 36C with very large nipples that were very erect. She ran the vibrator over her nipples while licking her fingers and making her nipples wet. It was only a minute before the vibrator disappeared under the sheets heading for her crotch. She moaned as the toy found its target under the covers. I crouched down and reached for the sheet and slowly pulled it toward the foot of the bed. Jill was conscious of what I was doing and looked me in the eye as I slowly exposed the rest of the body for the camera and especially for me. When the top of the sheet neared her waste she reached for it and flung it to the side exposing her crotch to me for the first time. The scar from the C-section she had was visible but her hair had grown back. She was a natural blond and I zoomed in on her as she ran the vibrator over her clit and moaned loudly. She was very close to another orgasm. Suddenly she put the tip of the fake cock at the opening of her lips and drove it to the hilt with one quick thrust. That was all it took to set her off into another thrashing come. This time she started pumping the cock into her pussy at a furious pace and was soon coming again. She continued this until she had come a total of at least four times. Slowly she removed the vibrator from her pussy and turned it off. She then brought the toy to her lips and sucked it in slowly tasting her pussy juice. "Hurry home Kurt it tastes just as good as ever. I love you." I turned off the camera and moved to the side of the bed. "Too bad you cleaned up the vibrator. I was hoping I would get a chance to sneak it away from you and have the honor of licking it clean." "Sorry, but I guess you could have a little taste," she said as she moved her hand to her pussy and inserted her middle finger. She then brought her finger to my mouth where I sucked the sweet taste from her hand. "You're right, it does taste good." "I'm glad you approve. Hand me my robe would you." I handed her the robe and she swung out of bed and put it on. "Thanks for doing this for us," she said as she gave me a big hug. "No problem. I enjoyed it very much." "I can see that. You poor thing," she said with her cute smile and a glance at my boner. "I'll go home and get your copy made and take care of it in a hurry." "Since you taped me getting myself off, it's only fair that I get to do the same." "That wasn't in the deal." "What's the matter, embarrassed?" "Yes, as you can see I'm not King Kong." "As a med student I have seen my share of penises and there aren't as many real big ones as you might think. Now show me how to run this camera and get undressed." I showed her how to operate the camera and slipped off my clothes with my back to her. My erection had subsided some with my embarrassment and her clapping as I turned to face her didn't help. "There is some lubricant in the drawer by the bed if you need any." "Some visual stimulation might help," I said as I grabbed the lube from the drawer. She surprised me as she loosened the tie on her robe and let it fall open, exposing her crotch and on of her boobs. That brought Johnny back to life in a hurry. I had never jacked off in front of anyone before so it was kind of awkward getting started. Seeing a good looking blond half nude filming me didn't hurt the situation though. I knew it wouldn't take long once I got going. I prolonged it as long as I could but when Jill dropped her robe to the floor and started fingering her pussy, I lost it. I nearly hit my face with the first shot of come, and it was the most powerful orgasm I had had in years. When I finished pumping my cock and looked at Jill, she was in the midst of yet another come. She left the camera running and walked to the side of the bed. She put the hand she had used to finger herself to my mouth and scooped up some of my come with her other hand. "A taste for a taste," she said as she licked my come from her fingers. "Hurry home honey. We'll have to see if Stan can tape a session with the two of us." That's another story. Neighbors I entered Kelly's room the same way as before. I removed the tape from its hiding place and put it near the window, where I could grab it on my exit from the premises. I grabbed Kelly's shimmering white panties and held them to my greedy nostrils. They were slightly damp, and the aroma was intoxicating. That was my first experience with the sweet perfume of an aroused woman. That was also when I realized that my email did more than get me a video of Kelly's older, more experienced sister. This whole experience was apparently a turn-on for Kelly. My erection was aching. I released my manhood from its confines, and imagined myself entering Kelly's warm moist pussy as I began to caress my engorged penis with her panties. It wasn't long before I came, spraying my semen all over her already damp lingerie. I put the panties under the drawer with the pinhole camera, and replaced the drawer. Then I went to Tiffany's room and began looking at the Polaroids again. I took them all, grabbed the videotape and went back home. After scanning the photos of Tiffany into my computer and hiding the video where no one would stumble across it, I made my return trip to the neighbor's house. Unfortunately it took longer to scan the photos than I thought it would. Just when I was about to reenter Kelly's bedroom, I heard the car drive up. I looked at my watch. It was 12:05 already. Nevertheless, I boldly entered the house and re-closed the window to the same location that Kelly had left it. I ran to Tiffany's room and drew the drawer out quickly. I placed the pictures back where I'd found them, and put the drawer back in place. This all took only about 40 seconds. However, I could hear the door opening and keys being dropped on the kitchen counter as the girls entered the house, chatting. I entered the connecting bathroom just as Tiffany was entering her bedroom. My heart was pounding, my dick was throbbing, and I was having the time of my life. I braved the clutter in Kelly's room just long enough to rashly jump in her closet. She entered the room and plopped on her bed with a heavy sigh. I watched her in the sliver of light coming through the closet door, which was just barely ajar. After a moment she got up and closed the bathroom door and the door to the hall, locking them both. Then she lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, spread those gorgeous tan legs, and dropped her right hand to her pussy. She was so wet I could hear the sticky sounds of her fingers rubbing her clit. She moaned softly and rubbed more vigorously. Soon she was pumping two fingers in and out of her love canal, and raising her pelvis off the bed. Then, trying to stifle her moans, she grabbed a pillow and bit down on the corner of it. When she finally came, she let out a short howl, and sighed heavily. I was stroking my cock through my sweats the entire time, and blew my wad when she came, creating a large wet spot down my leg. It was more erotic than anything I'd seen in Tiffany's photos, or the video, and yet I still hadn't received a clear view of her pussy, which was frustrating as hell. After she rested on her bed for a bit, she got up, unlocked her doors, washed up, and left the room. I took a quick peek through the hole into Tiffany's room, but she wasn't there. I figured I'd better take this opportunity to get out, in an attempt to avoid any jail time. I quietly opened the closet the rest of the way and listened intently. I could hear sounds of a laugh track emanating from the living room television, so I left the den of my dream girls, with more vivid images to fuel my fantasies that night. It was quite apparent that I needed to send Kelly another email, as well. Part 4 – Pen Pals Seeing Kelly masturbate was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. Over and over in my head I reran the images of her slim fingers glistening with her cum, sliding in and out of her wet pussy. I desperately needed to see her again, so I wrote another email. "Dear Kelly, I'm sorry about sending you to the mall and not calling you. I think you'll understand when you return the tape to its hiding place. I also left you a little surprise. I hope you enjoy it. I was so turned-on when you removed your panties and twirled around your room, that all I could think about was making love to you. I couldn't help myself. I realize that what I'm doing isn't right. Possibly I'm sick in the head, but the first time I saw you and your sister, I knew I had to see more. I never intended on actually meeting you, so sending you away from the house while I took the other tape seemed the safest way to avoid your ridicule, and hatred (and a potential arrest). I couldn't bear to see the look of disgust that I imagined would be in your eyes. However, now I know the whole experience excited you, as well. (I hope you won't need to patch any holes in that pillow.) Therefore, if you like the idea of me watching you, like I think you do, just leave your curtains open. I look forward to our next encounter. Your Mesmerized Admirer." Kelly's reply read: "I can't believe I'm writing this. I can't believe I'm not angry, disgusted, and offended by your actions. I also can't believe how turned-on I got. When I got back from the mall and masturbated (Where were you? Outside my window?) I was fantasizing about meeting you at the payphone. I imagined you coming up from behind, and blindfolding me. Then you dragged me through the doors next to the phone, into a hallway. When you discovered I wasn't wearing any panties you let out a quiet gasp. Then I could hear the zipper on your pants, and I could feel your hard cock pushing into my wet pussy. I guess I'm sick in the head also. After I got your email I found the "gift" you left for me. I can't wait for more. If you want to see more of me, all you have to do is ask. My curtains will be open tonight." That night I stood outside Kelly's window, shrouded in the night. I was wearing black sweats and a black long sleeve shirt. I gazed on in fascination as Kelly pranced around her room wearing nothing but a man's button-up white dress shirt and a pair of red lace panties. I couldn't help but pull out my dick and start stroking as Kelly pulled her panties aside and began to use Tiffany's vibrator. She sat on the bed facing the window, propped up on pillows, guiding the vibrator into her slick pussy. She stopped just long enough to remove her panties, and to my delight I could see her pussy clearly for the first time. She had expertly trimmed her bush so that only a small tuft of dark blonde hair rested just above her slit. Her lips looked as smooth as the chrome vibrator, which glistened with her juices as she slid it in and out. Again, she used a pillow to bite down on, smothering her involuntary noises. When she came, she shook all over, and yanked at the sheets. It was an amazing sight, and I came, spurting my seed into a nearby shrub. After a minute of just lying there, she grabbed the crimson panties, opened the window and set the panties on the outer windowsill. She stood there a minute looking for me in the dark. Then she turned out her light and crawled into bed. When I got home with the panties, I was too spent to replay the images in my mind and bring myself to another climax, so I put the panties under my pillow and drifted off to sleep. Part 5 – The Meeting Soon Kelly and I were emailing each other multiple times a day. She left her curtains open all the time now. She liked the idea of not knowing when I was watching. She also continued leaving me gifts by the window. Sometimes she left panties she'd soaked with her juices. Sometimes she'd leave me clean panties to jerk-off into, and I'd leave them for her when I was done. She even set another video of her sister by the window once. Her evening performances were always similar, but after watching her every night for three weeks, I still never got tired of watching her pleasure herself. In the forth week I received a one line email from her: "I want to meet you." I didn't know how to respond. I was not a particularly good-looking guy, so even though Kelly was the sweetest, nicest, most beautiful girl I'd ever communicated with, I was sure that she wouldn't give me the time of day if we had met on the street. However, jerking-off was one thing, actually getting to make love to this golden haired goddess would surely be amazing. Than again, she didn't say anything about sex. Still, the chances of becoming intimate with Kelly were nonexistent if we never met. My thoughts were turbulent, but I finally hit the reply button and typed: "I'm honestly uncertain. I don't think you'd find me particularly attractive. If we meet, it may destroy the relationship that we share now. I know you must be nervous, as well, but at least you know what I think of you. I'll agree to meet you on one condition. Tonight, open your window and lay on your bed, wearing whatever you feel comfortable in, and a blindfold. I'll come into your room by 11:00PM. If you stay blindfolded we can talk, or do whatever you want. If tonight goes OK, then maybe I'll get up enough nerve to let you see me sometime. Your Spellbound Watcher." Kelly agreed to my terms, so at 11:00 that night, I was crawling into her window for the first time, since I'd sent her to the mall. She was lying on the bed, her back propped up on pillows at the headboard, wearing a navy blue blouse, short tan skirt, and a blindfold of black silk ribbon. When she heard me come in the window, she looked in my direction with an expression of intense curiosity mixed with a little trepidation. "Hello?" she called quietly. "Hi, Kelly. You look great," I blurted out uncomfortably. "Thank you." She said almost whispered as a blush spread across her cheeks. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, she asked, "What's your name?" "Brian," I answered truthfully. She held out her hand and said, "Nice to meet you Brian. Have a seat, and tell me everything about you." Instead of shaking her hand, I turned it palm down, and lightly kissed her knuckles, which after the act, seemed rather silly. I was glad she was blindfolded, because I probably looked as incredibly foolish as I'd felt, but when she lit up the room with a genuine smile, I felt better. I told her all I could without giving away that I was her neighbor. We talked for hours. I couldn't get enough of her melodic voice. She seemed to take genuine interest in my life, which surprised me. We spoke about our mutual inexperience with the opposite sex, and about our families and friends. I told her things that I never would have told my best friend. By the time I left her house, I felt like I'd known her for years. A little after 3:00AM, I went to bed satisfied that I'd found a new friend, but scared to death at what her reaction would be when I finally let her drop the blindfold. The next evening we met in her room again. She was still blindfolded, but this time she was wearing a dark blue silk nightgown that accentuated her breasts, showing a nice amount of cleavage. The silk ended with a trim of black lace just past her rear end. She faced the window, sitting on her bed, dangling her long sleek legs off the edge. She smiled when she heard me enter the room. "Brian?" "Ya, it's me." "So are you gonna let me stop wearing this blindfold yet?" "Not yet. Maybe later. When I'm confident you won't run away screaming at the top of your lungs that you've been molested by Quasimodo." I paused looking her over, "By the way you look fantastic!" A smile escaped her lips, and she said, "Thank you." We started talking about nothing in particular, and we went on for at least an hour. Finally, Kelly said, "Brian, I want to touch you." "Touch me? What do you mean?" "If you won't let me see you, at least let me touch you. Let me feel this hunchback of yours," she laughed. "I don't know, " I said hesitating. "I could just rip this blindfold off right now, " she said slyly. "Okay. Okay," I relinquished. I walked towards her and grabbed her hands. I placed her hands on my face, and tried to relax. She caressed my cheeks, and traced the outline of my eyes, nose, and mouth. Then she dropped her hands to my neck, and mapped out my chest, arms and torso with her delicate fingertips. "Oh my god you are so hideous, "she said teasingly while still outlining my body with her hands. I laughed with her and brought one of my hands up to her face, but startled her when I stroked her cheek, so I stopped. "Don't stop, " she said. "You just surprised me. It felt nice." I followed a similar pattern on her face, to the one she'd traced on mine, and her hands continued to rub me. "You are so beautiful, " I whispered. She smiled again, but said nothing. Her elegant fingers moved lower down my body, until her hands gently seized my half-hard member through my sweat pants. I was taken aback at first, but kept quiet, taking it as I sign that I could progress my exploration of her body as well. My hands reached for Kelly's breasts, and began to fondle her nipples through the smooth fabric of her nightgown. I felt a mild tug on my sweats and my erection was fully exposed. She massaged my penis and petted my testicles and I let out a heavy sigh. "Does this feel good?" "Oh ya," I groaned, "don't stop." I slipped the straps of Kelly's nightgown over her shoulders where they rested on her forearms while I continued my kneading of her naked pale flesh topped with hardened rose-colored nipples the diameter of quarters. My cock was now lubricated with pre-come and Kelly's graceful hands were sliding up and down my shaft, bringing me extremely close to climax with their magical touch. "I'm gonna come," I whispered. Again, Kelly's only reply was a bright smile, and the next thing I knew I was splashing my cum all over Kelly's hands, breasts, nightgown, and legs. She giggled and delighted in the pools of cum and said, "That was so cool," while rubbing my cum into her skin like a lotion. I guided Kelly to a prone position on the bed, and laid down next to her. Then I slowly started rubbing her thighs with my warm hands. I gradually gathered her nightgown at her flat belly, revealing her swollen labia. Finally, I leisurely began massaging her pussy lips with my fingers in a circular motion, and then moved to an up and down motion. "If something doesn't feel good, feel free to let me know. I won't be offended." She dropped one hand down to her pelvis and began to guide my hand, while her other hand stroked my back. Soon she was moaning, and had stopped directing my touch. I continued to finger her in the way that she showed me, and my dick started to get hard again as she got more and more into the sensations emanating from her damp pussy. When she came, her pussy clamped down on my fingers, and she clawed at the sheets with both hands. That's when I also heard someone else let out a gasp of pleasure. I turned towards the closet and noticed the door was slightly opened. I got off the bed pulling up my sweats, and walked over to the door. I opened it cautiously while Kelly was still coming down from her orgasm, and revealed, to my surprise, Tiffany. She was kneeling on the floor with the fingers of her right hand buried deep in her sopping pussy, and her left fingers were powerfully clenching the door jam. She was wearing a dark blue bra trimmed with lace and a pair of matching thongs were pulled down to her knees. With her eyes closed tightly, and her body going through spasms of orgasmic pleasure, she hadn't yet noticed me. Part 6 – Sisters Kelly, still blindfolded, called from the bed, "Wow! That was great. It never felt that good when I did it to myself. Brian…where'd you go?" Tiffany's eyes opened, and it took her a moment to register that I was staring at her. When she realized that she had been discovered, her facial expressions briefly chronicled first surprise, then guilt, then triumph, then sexual hunger (as she gazed longingly at my tented sweat pants), and finally merriment. "The jig is up Kelly, " Tiffany sighed with a grim smirk. "Oh Shit," came Kelly's reply. I was too shocked, and stimulated, to be angry about anything. Although I felt like Kelly betrayed me, I had to admit that it was a stupid sentiment. After all, I was the one who started peeping on the girls, and then blackmailing Kelly into giving me a tape of her sister's sexual exploits. My thoughts were echoed in Kelly's voice. "Don't get mad Brian. Don't forget that you're the one who started this…it seemed only fair that the voyeur gets voyeured…Tiffany wanted to see you. I wanted to videotape you…she caught me with her vibrator...one thing led…." Afraid that I'd be angry, Kelly's excited explanation ran together, and I couldn't completely understand what she was saying, so I interrupted her, "I'm not mad. Just explain things a little slower, so I can keep up." "Oh, okay. Well, Tiffany knows everything." "Everything?" "She knows I videotaped her having sex. She knows I borrowed her vibrator from time to time. She knows you blackmailed me into giving you the video." "You told her all this?" "Well, not exactly…" Tiffany finally spoke, interrupting her blindfolded sister, "I caught Kelly returning my vibrator yesterday. When I grilled her, she spilled the beans about everything." Kelly continued, "Instead of getting mad at me, she was actually quite understanding. But she wanted to know all the details about you, and she wanted to spy on you and me from my closet. And I wanted to know what you looked like, so I asked her to videotape us." I spotted the pinhole camera sitting on the floor of the closet. Tiffany added, "It only seemed fair. You both spied on me. I wanted to spy on you. And, I've got to say, I wasn't the least bit disappointed either. You two really got me going. I'm curious though, Brian, what's with the blindfold. You're pretty cute." I stood there for several minutes. I had too many thoughts going through my head to sort them out easily. Thankfully, both girls remained courteously quiet, letting me sort out the events of the evening. I looked down at Tiffany, her pussy dripping. I looked over at Kelly, still breathing heavy from my sticky fingers bringing her to a thunderous climax. I shifted my gaze back to Tiffany's luminous eyes and seductive grin. Then, once again, to Kelly's rosy cheeks and uncomfortable smile. Finally I walked over to Kelly and bent over her to remove her blindfold. She brightened the room with her sparkling blue eyes, and ear-to-ear smile when the blindfold came off. Tiffany picked herself up off the floor and stepped out of her panties. She removed her bra, and climbed onto the bed where she knelt next to Kelly, who was sitting up, staring into my eyes. "You were right Tiff', he is cute." Tiffany helped Kelly out of her nightgown, and the two of them sat on the bed, as nude as the days they were born. Two of the most beautiful girls I'd ever seen were naked looking at me with anticipation, and I was still in shock. Finally, Tiffany said, "Well Kelly, I think Brian is a little overwhelmed, but definitely aroused, " nodding to my obvious erection, barely being contained in my sweats. "I think we need to take the lead," she finished. "Kelly stepped off the bed and started undressing me. First she pulled my shirt over my head and gently kissed my neck, shoulders, and chest. Then she knelt in front of me and pulled my sweats down to my ankles, making my hard-on flop around for a second. She planted soft, wet, kisses all over my stomach, thighs, and knees. I stepped out of my shoes and socks, and Kelly removed my sweats. Now we were each on equal footing, although I was pleasantly outnumbered. Kelly led me over to the bed and I laid down in the middle, with the girls kneeling on either side. Neighbors Tiffany bent down and kissed, then licked, the tip of my hard-on. She motioned for Kelly to do the same, and she did. Both times my hard-on jumped at their contact. Then Tiffany repeated the same kiss and lick, but this time followed up by licking the entire shaft of my dick, up and down, until she'd covered every square millimeter of my dick. Kelly repeated. It was amazing. I felt like I would burst, but after each performance, Tiffany gave me enough time to regain my composure before letting Kelly repeat. Then she'd wait again until she thought I was ready, and do something else. Every time Tiffany went down on me she stared deep into my eyes. It was the first time I noticed how hypnotic her eyes were. They were blue, like Kelly's, but she appeared to have silvery striations throughout, which gave her a deeply erotic and mesmerizing gaze. They both shifted to get comfortable laying on either side of me, and their feet ended up resting next to my head. This gave me the perfect angle to massage both their pussies with my fingers. The two angelic sisters took their time on my phallus as I got into a rhythm fingering their pussies. The soft moaning this generated from the girls only further enhanced their loving attentions to my cock, by sending minor vibrations down my shaft and up my spine. I didn't think I would last very long, but Tiffany was a master at extending my pleasure for as long as she wanted. I don't know how long I had laid there, but it wasn't long enough, because I was in heaven. I eventually had to warn the girls, "I'm gonna come." Tiffany said, "Go ahead Kell'. Take him all the way in, and see how much you can swallow." Kelly deep throated me for another couple of seconds and then I almost gagged her when I involuntarily thrust my pelvis up, and she tried to swallow all my spunk. She finally lifted her head, beaming, with cum dripping out of both corners of her mouth. Tiffany then cleaned me up with her long velvety tongue, licking everything up that Kelly had left behind. My fingers were still lightly rubbing each of the girls' clits, so they both laid back and started to concentrate on their own pleasure. I repositioned myself, trying not to break my contact with either young woman. When I was in position, I continued to finger Tiffany, while I dropped my head into Kelly's lap. My tongue licked all around her pussy lips, gathering up all her juices that it could, then it forged ahead into her slit. She let out a little yelp of surprise, but followed up with a soft giggle, and growl of pleasure. I was trying not to ignore Tiffany, so one hand was continuing to work her clit, while I was holding open Kelly's lips with the other. My probing tongue found Kelly's clit and I flicked it back and forth. I glanced up just long enough to see Kelly screaming into her pillow. She pushed her pelvis into my face smearing my nose and cheeks with her juices. When she started to shake all over, I slowed down my attentions, and lightly kissed her outer lips and her thighs. Tiffany, grabbed both sides of my face and dragged me over to her inflamed pussy, panting, "I gotta get me some of that." Kelly lay next to Tiffany reveling in her orgasm, so I dove into Tiffany's pussy. Although Tiffany tasted slightly muskier then her sister, I would have had a hard time picking which pussy I liked best. Tiffany really got into my actions, moving her pelvis around and pushing my head into her pussy with both hands. She also made a great deal of noise, panting, groaning, moaning, and letting out brief words of encouragement, and my fear of getting caught was increasing by the second. When I began sucking on Tiffany's clit, and she started to come, she too stifled her screams by biting a pillow, which Kelly had handed to her. I wouldn't have heard the screams anyway, since her thighs were closed tightly over my ears. After Tiffany released me, I told them that I'd better go home before their parents woke up. They both teased me a little, but let me go with enthusiastic words of encouragement and gratefulness. Part 7 – Wake up Call I slept soundly until I heard the doorbell ring at about 11:00AM the next morning. I knew I'd have to answer it myself, since my parents and brother would have left for work before 8:00AM, so I crawled out of bed, put on a robe, and walked towards the disturbance of my slumber. I opened the door to discover the bright smiles of Kelly and Tiffany, with mischievous glints in their eyes. "Good morning sleepy head, " came Tiffany's cheerful greeting. "Looks like we kept him up too late, " Kelly laughed. "Well, aren't you going to invite us in?" Tiffany chimed. Still without saying a word, I opened the door the rest of the way and granted them access to the living room. They both looked around curiously, and complimented my mother's choice in furnishings and the like. Then, apparently noticing for the first time that I hadn't said a word, Kelly asked with genuine concern, "Brian, what's wrong?" "I think maybe he's still in shock about last night. Maybe he thinks it was a dream," announced Tiffany. "I sure thought it was, " Kelly murmured with a far away look in her dazzling sapphire eyes. "I'm sorry, " I said. "I'm not quite awake yet. As soon as I take a shower I'll be OK." "So anyone else around?" Kelly asked while letting her gaze dart around the room. "Nope, just me." Before I finished my response to Kelly's questions, both girls illuminated the room once again with their brilliant smiles. "Well, then let's get you showered. Kelly brought you a surprise, and you'll want to be awake for it." They each grabbed one of my arms and guided me to the bathroom. Kelly started to undress me while Tiffany got the water started. Then they told me to brush my teeth, and as I did, they each removed their clothes. The shower was a cozy fit for three people, which in no way is a complaint. No matter which way I turned I ended up with a pair of wonderful supple tits, or a magnificent heart shaped ass pushing against me. In turn, I poked the girls with my fully telescoped cock every time they moved. They lathered me up and rinsed me off, caressing and massaging every square inch of my body. I had never been pampered like this before, and I was pretty sure I never would be again, so I just closed my eyes and relaxed, experiencing every small nuance as if I had only hours to live. Then I felt a fiery wetness encompass my hard-on. I opened my eyes to see Kelly kneeling in the shower, the water bouncing off her head and shoulders, which were pumping back and forth as she sucked my cock. Meanwhile, Tiffany continued her light caresses all over my body and pushed her stiff nipples against my back. Kelly continued to suck and lick my cock, with more and more urgency, and Tiffany began kissing my neck, and licking my ear. Goose bumps spread across my body, and within seconds I was letting Kelly know I was about to explode. My knees got weak and I almost collapsed, but Tiffany helped support my weight, and Kelly grabbed my ass and pushed my manhood down her throat. Next thing I knew I let out a loud grunt and started pumping my cum into her body. She swallowed everything I could produce and sucked on my limp penis until the water started to get cold. After playfully drying each other off, I showed the girls around the house. When we got to my room, I asked Kelly what the surprise was. "Oh…I almost forgot, "she giggled. She sprinted out to the living room, and jogged back, her tits gently jiggling, carrying a small brown paper bag. "Tiffany said I couldn't borrow her vibrator anymore, but she'd take me to get one. We drove to that adult shop on Washington and the Freeway and she helped me pick one out. I hope you're not disappointed. I decided to get one like hers." Out from the inconspicuous bag, Kelly pulled a chrome bullet, apparently an exact duplicate of Tiffany's. It was still in it's original packaging, which Kelly began opening with the exhilaration of a five-year-old on Christmas morning. Tiffany said, "Kelly thought you'd like to watch her new toy's maiden voyage, so we came over here as soon as we got back." It was my turn for an ear to ear grin, "I can't wait." Soon Kelly had the vibrator out of its packaging, and had the batteries installed. She crawled onto my king-size waterbed and got right to it. She propped herself up on some pillows and sat against the headboard, and started sliding the vibrator around her smooth pussy lips, already swollen from the activity that morning. Soon her eyes were closed and she was enjoying the silver vibrator sliding in and out of her moist pussy. I hopped up on the bed also, causing Kelly to sway with the water-filled mattress, and sat Indian style at the foot of the bed, my re-hardened cock sticking up in the air. Then Tiffany perched on a corner and watched me stroke myself, while I watched her sister. Kelly seemed oblivious to the outside world, lost in pleasure as she was, so I wasn't sure how she'd react when I grabbed hold of her toy. She just opened her eyes, and smiled, then closed them again with a soft, contented sigh as I took over. I gently slid the vibrator in and out of her succulent folds, and listened to the hum change pitch the farther I pushed it in. I looked over at Tiffany and saw that she was amusing herself as well. She had two fingers of one hand pumping in and out of her pussy, while her other hand rubbed her clit. I returned my attention to Kelly and the vibrator and discovered that there were multiple speed settings on the device. I turned it up a notch and Kelly's eyes shot open with surprise. Then she began thrusting her hips towards the vibrator. I increased the speed of my wrist to adjust to the urgency in Kelly's thrusts and before long Kelly was in the throws of orgasm. I looked over when I heard Tiffany yell, "Yes", and watched as she began to cum also. They both took several minutes to come down from their mutual peeks, and I decided to prolong their excitement as long as possible, so I moved closer to Kelly's pussy and commenced licking her tender outer lips. Kelly's hand grasped my head and she ran her fingers through my hair as I entered her pussy with my tongue. I found her engorged clit quickly and repeatedly flicked it with my tongue making her squirm. She actually growled, and then grabbed my head more forcefully. With a final nibble of her clit she was climaxing once again. I didn't realize it until I had finished with Kelly, but Tiffany had grabbed the vibrator and was close to bringing herself to a second orgasm, as well. I moved over and pulled the toy away from her. She looked upset at first, but when I replaced the phallic symbol with my tongue she gave a satisfied moan. It didn't take as long to get Tiffany to cum, since she'd already gotten herself most of the way there with the vibrator, but when she came, she didn't bother trying to keep quiet. The three of us laid on my bed for a little while, the girls resting from their consecutive climaxes, and myself basking in my glory of pleasuring two of the most beautiful creatures I'd ever seen. I came out of my reverie when Tiffany's attentions re-awoke my limp penis. It grew to full size while still in her mouth. After a few more well placed licks around the engorged head, and a plethora of soft kisses around my belly and thighs, Tiffany crawled on top of me and straddled my pelvis. She carefully inserted my stiff penis into her velvety folds and smoothly slid down the pole. I looked over at Kelly, wondering what her reaction would be, but she just leaned over and started kissing me, letting her tongue dance in and out of my mouth. "Not that I don't want to…but is this a good idea without some kind of protection," I asked, not believing I was trying to stop the amazing feelings emanating from my loins. Tiffany just slowly gyrated, slightly moving my cock around inside her love canal, while Kelly explained, "Tiffany and I already talked about this. She has an IUD, which is one of the best ways to avoid pregnancy. And you're safe from anything bad since she's always been really careful with the other guys she's had sex with, making them wear condoms. She knows that you're a virgin, so she feels safe with you. I don't have any kind of birth control, so I'll just watch, if that's okay with you." I just mumbled something incoherent, and grasped Tiffany's waist as she began to move with more determination. Kelly planted soft kisses all over my neck, ears, chest, and belly, as Tiffany bounced up and down on my stiff cock. Kelly licked my nipples while I grabbed Tiffany's tits with both hands and lightly pinched hers. I heard the soft hum of the vibrator, and knew that Kelly was once again pleasuring herself while kissing me and watching her sister fuck me. Tiffany was completely lost, unaware of the world around her, bucking wildly. Then she planted both her hands on my chest and changed the direction of her pelvis to a more back and forth motion instead of up and down. I was ready to burst and there was no stopping it. Tiffany just moaned with satisfaction as she began to hit her third climax of the day, and I pumped my seed deep into her channel. After we all got cleaned up and dressed, we spent the day together, hanging out at the mall, going to a movie, and getting some dinner. It was at that point that I knew I was going to have an unforgettable summer. I just didn't realize how memorable it would be, until the following day. Part 8 – The Matriarch The following day Tiffany and Kelly's Mother took the day off, and the three of them spent the day together, so I didn't get to spend any time with my new friends. As disappointed as I was, I eagerly anticipated sneaking over to Kelly's room that night and continuing our adventures, wondering if she had any more surprises in store. I wore my usual black sweats and black long-sleeve shirt and crept over to Kelly's window. I was slightly unnerved because the window was open, as it usually was now, but the curtains were drawn. I wondered at the unusual turn of events, so I waited in the darkness for at least twenty minutes, listening for any sounds coming from the room. I poked my hand through the window and parted the drapes slightly, trying to peer in unnoticed. I couldn't see anyone, so I parted the curtains the rest of the way and sneaked in. No one was in the room. I pondered this for awhile, and decided to investigate the hole looking into Tiffany's room. I opened the closet and found my way to the peephole behind Kelly's dresses. I peered through, but the room was pitch black. I waited for a bit, and was on my way towards the window, when the door to the bedroom opened. I turned to ask Kelly what was going on, but it wasn't Kelly. It was her mother. "So you're Brian." It wasn't question. I must have looked scared shitless, because she actually started to laugh. I could see where Kelly and Tiffany got their stunning smiles and their spellbinding eyes. Her dark hair had more curls than the girls, but was the same length as Tiffany's. Although she was undoubtedly in her forties, she looked ten years younger. And when she smiled, she looked almost as pure and innocent as Kelly. "You're potentially in a lot of trouble, Brian." "Ya, I kinda figured." "Today, Kelly asked me if she could get some kind of birth control." "Really?" "Yep." She walked further into the room, then closed and locked the door behind her. Then she made sure the bathroom door was locked, and sat on the bed. "Have a seat Brian. I was hoping we could talk for a few minutes." I noticed that she was wearing a flimsy nightgown that came down to just above her knees. It was made out of a translucent peach colored material, and had a slit in the side that reached up to her thigh. When she sat on the bed and turned towards me, she ended up exposing a lean tanned thigh, and a pair of panties made out of the same material. The material to the panties was so thin I could see her dark pubic hair pushing through the material, and a hint of the outline of her shaven pussy lips. Tiffany and Kelly's mother was staring at my tented sweats and pursing her lips. Even though I knew it was too late, I tried to conceal my arousal as I sat down on the opposite side of the bed from her and turned towards her. She glanced up into my eyes, then down into my lap, and back up again. Finally she said, "Brian, I know that Tiffany is more promiscuous than I'd like. When she was eighteen, I agreed to let her get an IUD because I figured if I didn't she'd still fool around with some guy, and end up getting pregnant. I told her I'd agree to it only if she promised to make any guy she had sex with wear a condom. Unfortunately, she took that as permission to have sex with as many guys as she wanted, as long as she made them wear condoms. And now that she's twenty, there really isn't much I can do about it. To make matters worse, she is now totally infatuated with a guy that her sister is thoroughly in love with." I gave her a surprised look, and she responded, "C'mon, Brian, you have to know that Kelly has fallen for you. They have both been very open and honest with me, so I know that up until yesterday you were a virgin. I also know that they have both given you blow jobs, and that you've gone down on them as well. Apparently that is partly why Tiffany is so smitten with you, since so few guys have done it to her, and apparently those who have, were rather inept. So now I have two major dilemmas with which I need your help." Once again my surprise must have registered on my face, because she grinned and said, "Yes, I need your help. I don't like Tiffany having sex with a bunch of guys. If she is going to do it, I'd rather it be with one guy. And a guy who has never had sex with a whole slew of other girls would seem to be even more preferable. That means that I need to give my blessing to you and Tiffany to continue to have sex, otherwise she'll just do it behind my back, or end up going back to having sex with a lot of other guys again. Then of course there is Kelly. I don't want to make the same mistake with her, that I made with her sister. And to top it off, she's in love with you, which means that eventually, she won't be happy sharing you with her sister anymore. I don' t know when that will happen, but someone's heart is bound to get broken eventually. So what I need to know from you, is how do you feel about my daughters? Are in love with either one of them?" I let out a heavy sigh, and said, "To be honest, I'm still a little confused. I am definitely in lust with both of your daughters. But there is something about Kelly. There is more than a sexual connection. The two of us just totally understand each other. It's like we're…I know this sounds cheesy….but it's like we're soul mates or something. Yes, I think…Yes…I know that I'm in love with Kelly. I guess that means I better end things with Tiffany." Their mom let out another crescent of light as her lips parted and her eyes glinted. "Well, don't make any decisions about Tiffany yet. Wait until you talk to both of them." "Okay." "Now, I want two things from you Brian." "What's that?" "I want your solemn word that you will sit down with Kelly and Tiffany and explain to them your feelings the same way you explained them to me. And that no matter what their decision, at the first sign of jealousy from Kelly, you stop having sex with Tiffany. It's also possible that you won't get the hint, but I might. So if I tell you that it's time to stop including Tiffany, you have to do it. I've already explained to Tiffany, that she is most likely the one to get hurt, and she claims she understands the consequences of what's going on. She said she wouldn't do anything to jeopardize Kelly's long term relationship with you, if that is what you two want." Neighbors "Okay…you have my word. And the second thing?" After a brief moment of nervous hesitation, she said, "I want you to…show me what you have done to my daughters that have them so worked up over you." "Huh?" She stood up tugged some strings on her nightgown, causing it to float to the floor. She pulled two more strings on her panties and they too, dropped. She stood before me totally naked, and I could see that it wasn't just their eyes and smiles that the daughters got from their mother. She was a little shorter than her daughters, but her figure was just as dazzling. Her full pale breasts were topped with light pink nipples, which were hardening before my eyes. Her stomach was flat, and her hips were fuller than both daughters, but still quite attractive. Her pubic hair was a larger patch than Kelly's, but her lips were still completely shaven. She knelt on the bed and reached for my shirt. With her help, I pulled off my shirt and removed my sweats. When my stiff manhood sprang into view, she let out a quiet sigh and flashed another smile at me. Then she laid on her back and brought her knees up, spreading her legs. I assumed the position and took in her heady aroma. Then I lightly blew on her lips and watched them flex. I started out licking her outer lips and slowly inserting a finger into her slit. I spread her lips and began licking more vigorously. She began writhing all over the bed, and stifling her moans and growls as well as she could. At one point , she let out an "Oh Ya…" quite a bit louder than she should have and I stopped. She just grabbed my head and forced me back down to continue my actions. It wasn't long before I was pumping two fingers in and out of her soaking pussy and playing with her clit with my tongue. When she started to come, she let out another loud, "Yes!" and squirmed around so much, I had a hard time maintaining contact. Finally she hit her peak with another squeal, and gently ran her fingers through my hair. When I looked up at her, she was gazing at me in a sort of drugged stupor. Then she came to her senses and just whispered, " Now I understand." Then she pushed me onto my back, and lowered her head to my cock, which was begging for release. Her silky tongue roamed all over my shaft and her fingers tickled my balls. First she licked it from the base up to the ballooned head, then she licked all around the head, mixing her saliva with my pre-cum. Then she took the head in her mouth and tickled the apex of my penis with the tip of her tongue. Finally she engulfed the whole thing taking me into the warm embrace of her throat as deep as she could. I rested my hands on the back of her head and moaned. She continued to massage my balls with one hand, hold the bottom of my shaft with the other, and suck on my dick like a mighty pump. The sensations she was sending up and down my spine where indescribable, and it was far too soon, when I had to warn her that I was about to burst. She stopped long enough to say, "That's it baby, cum in my throat. I wanna taste your cum." I couldn't take it any longer. I erupted, sending my seed down her throat, and watched as she eagerly swallowed every last drop. I just laid there for a few minutes, gathering my thoughts. This family was wonderfully bizarre. There was one daughter having sex with any guy who was willing. There was another daughter who enjoyed voyeuring her sister, as well as being voyeured herself. And the mother, whose name I didn't even know, wasn't mad at me for having sex with her daughters. Not only that, but she had just given me better head than either of her daughters had. I couldn't help but wonder, if the girls had watched the whole thing through a peephole in Tiffany's room. I also was curious what else the mother had in store for me. I was disappointed when it became apparent that she was done with me. I was eager to send my hard cock deep into her wet pussy, but she explained that she didn't really want to cheat on her husband at all. She felt that she could justify letting me go down on her, since her husband always refused. "And of course I had to return the favor," she said with a wink and a sly smile. She also mentioned, that she might have to "test" me again in the future. After she cleaned herself up, she told me to go home, and not to approach her daughters for the next two weeks. She said she was going to take another sick day, and spend it with the girls, and make sure we were all in agreement with this unique relationship. Then she wanted to give them a few weeks to think about it, before they agreed. I reluctantly consented, and spent the following two weeks fantasizing about Tiffany, Kelly, and their mother. Part 9 - Reunion Fourteen agonizingly long days after my encounter with their mother, Tiffany and Kelly rang my doorbell. I threw open the door excitedly, and ushered the girls into the living room. Tiffany was wearing black sandals, a tight black miniskirt, and a loose fitting beige crop top, which exposed her flat belly. Kelly was wearing a snug denim miniskirt, a billowy red blouse, and red sandals. They both looked spectacular as usual. Before I could say anything though, they pushed me onto the couch and told me to stay put. Tiffany pulled a CD out of her purse and put it in the CD player next to the television. Soon the sounds of Billy Idol's "Cradle of Love" was pumping out of the speakers. Both girls tantalizingly walked towards me with passion in their radiant eyes, Tiffany unzipping her skirt, and Kelly unbuttoning her blouse. Both girls' hips gyrated in unison, as if they had choreographed their moves. Tiffany's skirt flew across the room, exposing her black thong panties, and Kelly's top glided to the floor, revealing her red lace bra. The music continued, and so did the dancing. Tiffany pulled off her top with a flare sending it into another corner of the room, and giving me a look at her black lace bra with little white embroidered flowers. When I moved my eyes to Kelly, she was unzipping her skirt. She bent over and pulled the skirt up, teasing me with a flash of her red thongs. My attention was redrawn to Tiffany when she came over to me, spreading my legs with a swift movement of her knees, and began dancing in my lap. Kelly appeared next to Tiffany, dropping her skirt to the carpet, and seductively removed her bra. The first song ended, and another started, while Tiffany was grinding her ass into my blue jean covered crotch. Meanwhile Kelly knelt beside me on the couch and pushed her breasts into my face. I had my hands on Tiffany's hips while she continued rubbing her ass against my stiff cock, but my tongue was free to flick out and caress Kelly's hardened nipples. Then Tiffany pulled away from my grasp and unhooked her bra from the front. She teased me with a few flashes of her tits, and then let the bra fly across the room, to come to rest hanging off a lampshade. Kelly moved into position between my legs and repeated the routine her sister had just performed. Tiffany then turned around, bent over straight legged, and pulled her panties down to her ankles in one swift move. At this angle I could see her smooth pussy lips peeking out from between her legs. Kelly turned around to face me and pulled off my shirt. Then she moved up my body caressing my chest with her stiff nipples. She ended her presentation by blowing her hot breath into my ear and licking my earlobe, then danced away from me with the start of yet another song. Tiffany, now totally nude, danced over to my lap again, and knelt down. She began tracing her wet tongue all around my belly and chest taking special care of my nipples. Kelly laid face-up on the floor, and brought her feet straight up into the air. She thrust her pelvis up and pulled her panties off, shooting them into the air with her feet. I was so distracted by her shaved pubes, swollen with excitement, that I didn't even realize Tiffany had removed my shoes and socks, and had begun unbuttoning my jeans. She tugged hard, making the buttons sound like machinegun fire, and fished my enflamed erection out of my boxers. Kelly moved over to my side once more, and began nibbling and licking my ears and neck again while Tiffany slid my cock up and down, between her tits. Then Kelly pushed me over so I was lying on the couch, and Tiffany pulled my jeans and boxers off. Kelly hovered over my throbbing dick for a few seconds, then eased herself onto it bit by bit. Tiffany grasped the base of my cock, and helped Kelly guide it to its target, and Kelly let out a cry of pleasure. In another moment my aching member was deep inside Kelly's moist sizzling vagina. By the time Kelly had me all the way inside her, I knew I was going to blow, but Tiffany told Kelly not to move for a few seconds to give me time to regain my self-control. Kelly did as instructed, sitting there with her eyes closed, taking in every sensation and storing them into her long-term memory. Then Tiffany knelt on the couch facing her sister, with my head between her knees. She and Kelly held hands and Tiffany lowered her soaking pussy to my face. I began licking her bald mound and Kelly started to gradually move back and forth. It wasn't long before Kelly was enthusiastically moving in every direction my rigid cock would allow. She pumped up and down, then moved backward and forward. Then she tried circular motions, and even tried moving left to right. When she found a pattern and tempo she liked, I began to thrust up into her. At the same time, I was sucking on Tiffany's clit, and she started to move in unison with Kelly. With a final upward thrust, muffled yell of "Yes!", and no way to warn Kelly, I was propelling my semen into her body. Kelly cried out as well, and collapsed backward, while Tiffany collapsed forward. Tiffany's face was right in front of my semi-erect dick, still partially inside Kelly's tight pussy. I knew Tiffany hadn't cum yet, so I came out of my daze and picked up where I left off, licking her dripping lips. Kelly pulled herself away, letting my limp penis plop out, and sat back relaxing on the other end of the sofa, while I ate out her sister's pussy. The only sensations I was aware of at that moment were the taste of Tiffany's juices, the smoothness of her lips, and the feeling of her firm nipples pushing into my stomach. Then I was greeted with a new awareness -- The warm mouth of Tiffany sucking me to another erection. I couldn't believe she was sucking my cock while it was still covered in her sister's cum. I had a brief thought about how weird that was, but pushed it out of my mind, when Tiffany began to shudder with an earth-shattering orgasm. Tiffany climbed off of me and repositioned herself over my re-hardened cock. She looked over at Kelly, and asked, "Kell', is it okay if I fuck your new boyfriend?" Kelly responded with an enthusiastic affirmative, and floated over to take up the post Tiffany had abandoned. Now the girls were a mirror image of before. Tiffany was a madwoman bouncing up and down on my dick, letting her emotions come out in moans, grunts, and growls. Kelly placed her tender pink pussy lips above my mouth, and I stuck my tongue as deep inside her as I could. After only a few minutes of sucking and nibbling on Kelly's clit, she had let out another scream, and relaxed on the loveseat, watching Tiffany pull off of my slippery dick, and ask me to get on top. Tiffany lay on her back, and spread her legs, pulling her knees up, even with her tits. I entered her with one thrust and drove into her with all the energy I had left. Then I felt her body go rigid, and her pussy clamp down on my dick, and she was cumming. I kept up the thrusting and as she was coming down from her peak, I shot my spunk into her, which made her scream out again. After cleaning up the living room, and taking another shower together, we spent the day watching movies and talking about anything that came up. I told Kelly that I loved her, and she returned the sentiment. I also told her that if she wanted me to stay away from Tiffany, I'd understand. Tiffany echoed the opinion, but Kelly said she'd never felt closer to Tiffany in all her life, and that right now she was more than happy to share me with her, but if that ever changed, she'd make sure to tell us. Neighbors She sat at the dining room table, her head in her hands. She had yet another throbbing headache from worrying about everything in her life. She had just gotten off the phone with a bill collector; they seemed to be calling a lot lately but no matter how hard Nick, her husband, worked they never seemed to break even. She was fed up from living paycheck to pay check and had asked Nick on numerous occasions if she could work. He'd always tell her, "no wife of mine is going to work. It's just not right Brandi, your job is to take care of me and the house not taking orders from some bald fat guy, while working for minimum wage. You will stay home and you will do your job. Don't worry about our finances that's my job okay?" She'd nod her head and back off the subject. As she sat there, replaying these words in her head, she realized that she was really fed up with married life all together. She had a wild spirit but had to tame it when she was married 13 years ago. She longed for something else, but she couldn't figure out what. Her body and mind told her that she needed someone else to satisfy her desires but her heart was all Nick's. She could never cheat on him, she loved him too much and it would tear him apart if she let her lust go. She got up from the table and walked down the hallway, she knew of only one way to get rid of her headache. She threw off her rode and climbed up onto the bed, sitting on her knees, she began to pinch and twist her nipples, watching, as they became erect. Her right hand slide down her belly to her shaven pussy, as she brought one of her large round breast up to her lips. She brought her tongue out and began to lick her hard nipple as her fingers began to slowly rub at her clit. Her headache began to disappear; she went into a trance like state as her experienced fingers moved in small circles over her hard little flower. Her other hand began to move from one nipple to the other, pulling them out from their base as she slipped all four of her fingers inside her hot throbbing cunt. She worked her fingers feverishly in and out of her pussy, clenching her muscles together to heighten the feelings she was giving herself. As the first waves of her orgasm begin to tingle deep inside of her, the doorbell rang. She stopped her play, got off the bed, and cursed the person at the door as she began to pull her robe back on. She tied it loosely around her and went to answer the door. Upon opening it she saw her neighbor, Eric. The boy had recently graduated high school and had decided to take some time off before heading to college. He would come over every now and again to do odd jobs around the house that Nick didn't have time for. She'd pay him what she could, usually about $20-$30 depending on the job, he was always happy with what he got, it was always enough to keep him in cigarettes until the next job. "Hi, Eric. How you doing today?" She could feel that her skin was still hot from the orgasm she had almost had, and she knew that her face must still be red by the way Eric looked at her. "I'm fine Brandi, did I interrupt something? You look a little flushed." She let out an embarrassed giggle, "no, Eric I'm fine. You in need of a job?" He looked at her quizzically, "yeah as a matter of fact I am. Got anything for me?" "Well, not much but I do need the fireplace cleaned out, Nick hasn't had time to do it and you know that I won't do the real dirty work." She said a playful smile coming across her face. "Come in. Eric?" She followed his gaze down to her half-exposed tits. She had hardly tied the robe around her and the material had fallen to each side, revealing almost all of her breast to him. "Eric, aren't you going to come in?" She said a little louder, trying to get his attention. He cleared his throat, "oh yeah, sorry." He hurried past her into the family room. As she shut the door, she smiled. She had always loved to tease him, she liked seeing his young face flush with desire as he looked upon her body. She had wished on several occasions that she had had the balls to just tell him to fuck her. She knew he'd do it but he was too much of a gentleman to push himself on her and she was too weak to tell him to. She walked slowly into the family room, grabbing the remote on her way to the couch. She sat down, turned on the TV and began to flip through the channels. She found a rerun of the Andy Griffin show and began to stare at the screen. Pretty soon her eyes left the TV and she began to stare at Eric. She had a nice view of his tight young ass as he bent down and into the fireplace. She began to fantasize about fucking him, she wondered how this boy would act as she rode him. She was far more experienced than the 18-year-old girls he dated were; she had ten years on them and on him. She fantasized about teaching him how to make her cum right, where to touch exactly to make her feel like she was drowning in ecstasy. She felt her pussy begin to throb again as she thought of this, she felt her juices begin to trail down her legs and she could swear the room was filling up with her sweet scent. "Brandi, hello, Brandi?" It was her turn to clear her throat. "Yes, sorry that Andy Griffin is sure interesting." He laughed, "yeah I bet. Well, I'm done with the fireplace, all clean for you now." "Thanks, let me get you some money." She got up and went into the bedroom he followed her. She went to her jewelry box and pulled out a $20 bill. As she turned around, she ran into him, "oh sorry, didn't know you were that close." He said nothing as he plucked the bill out of her hand. Her robe had moved completely over showing him her left breast. He brought his hand up and gently rubbed her skin, bending down he placed a kiss on her cheek, turned around and walked quickly out of the bedroom. She stood there stunned, her hand still up as though she still held the money. She shook her head and brought her hand up to her cheek where his lips had been a moment ago, she thought she could still feel them there. Weeks passed and she didn't see Eric at all. She had thought about going over and talking to his parents to make sure that he was all right but she thought that would be to inquisitive for a neighbor that hadn't even invited them over for coffee. She still couldn't get the kiss he had given her out of her mind. He invaded her every thought, even when Nick was there and making love to her she thought about Eric. She pretended that it he inside of her making her cum instead of her husband. She felt bad for having these thoughts but she couldn't help it. She knew that if she didn't see him soon she might go crazy. One night, four months after he had cleaned her fireplace Eric knocked on her door. She was so surprised to see him and happily invited him in. "Thanks, can't stay long just wanted to let you know that I was back." "Where have you been, if I might ask?" "I've been at my grandparents house. I haven't seen them in awhile and they called and wanted me to come visit so I did. Well, I must be getting home, I really stopped by to see if you had anything I could do for you, Nick still working long hours?" "Yeah, he is and I do need some work done, the lawn needs to be mowed and the weeds in the garden need to be pulled. But no rush, whenever you feel like it." "I'll be here bright and early in the morning. I really need some smokes! Grandparents don't smoke and I couldn't ask them for the money." She laughed, "all right then, it's a deal. See you in the morning, good night." "Night." The next morning he knocked on the door, she answered it still in her pjs. "As promised, bright and early." He smiled at her. "Yeah, a little too early for me what it's only 7:30?" "Yeah but I took a look at the garden last night and it needs help really bad, might have to spend all day on it and do the lawn tomorrow." He joked. "Oh shut up its not that bad!" "Yeah, well we will see about that. Can I cut through the house?" She gestured for him to do so and went into the kitchen to pour herself a cup of coffee. She was glad Nick had forgotten to turn of the pot before he left. Around two o'clock there was a knock at the back door, she had forgotten Eric was out there and had been napping when he knocked on the door. She hurried to open it, "everything is all done, but I have a problem." "What's that?" "Well, I didn't tell my parents that I would be over her today and I guess they assumed that I was still asleep when they left for work and now I'm locked out and in desperate need of a shower." She laughed, "come on in, you can use my shower and I'll get you some of Nick's clothes to wear and wash yours." He thanked her and made his way to the bathroom. It didn't take him long to shower and she was still picking out some clothes for him to wear when he came out of the bathroom. He came into the room wearing nothing but a towel. She stared at him, admiring the way the water glistened off his muscular arms, chest, and stomach. She was so enthralled with him that she hadn't noticed that he had taken a step closer to her. She shook herself, trying to recompose. She glanced up into his face and quickly looked away not wanting to see his magnificent green eyes filled with desire and not wanting him to see her dark brown eyes grow darker with her own lust. She reached for his dirty clothes that he was holding in his hand but he moved them. He brought his hand up under her chin and lifted her face up. He bent down and placed such a passionate kiss on her lips that she couldn't help but return it. He dropped his soil clothes and wrapped his strong arms around her thin waist, bringing her body closer to his. He took his lips from hers, moving down to kiss her neck, and ear as his hands moved to unbutton her blouse. She brought her hands to her shorts and quickly unzipped them, letting them fall to the floor as she brought her hands to the towel and unwrapped it. He let her shirt slip slowly from her shoulders, revealing her braless tits to him. He bent down further and moaned as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it gently. Her hand went to his cock and she began to stroke him as his head moved from one tit to the other. From the way he worked his mouth she could tell that he had had much experience with women and she was happy about that. He moved away from her and gently pushed her back onto the bed. He climbed on top of her and easily slipped his dick into her hot wet pussy. She let out a low moan as he began to move deep inside of her. She brought her legs up and wrapped them around his waist, allowing his cock to push deeper into her. He began to fuck her harder; her pussy began to tighten around his cock as she began to cum. She yelled out, "Oh my God Eric, I'm cumming, fuck me harder baby!" He began to slam into her, her ass lifting off the bed with each thrust. She couldn't breath he was fucking her so hard and she loved it. "I'm going to cum Brandi." "Cum in my pussy, I want you to fill me up." She felt the first squirts of his jizm explode inside of her and she screamed out with another orgasm. After he was spent he lay beside her, "Well, I guess I should go and put your clothes in the washer." He nodded, "yeah you should but come right back here after your done, I'm not through with you yet." She was a bit surprised at his commanding tone but said nothing. She went to fetch a tee shirt and his clothes, as she began to put on the shirt he stopped her, "did I tell you to get dressed? No, I said you needed to get the clothes in the washer and come back here. Don't put on that shirt, you'll just be taking it back off in a minute." She dropped the tee shirt, grabbed his clothes and went downstairs. She couldn't believe he had spoken to her like that, it was though she was nothing but a common whore and she kind of liked it but on the other hand thought it was a little degrading. She came back into the room and stood by the bed. She was going to mention something about the way he had talked to her but he wouldn't let her, "come here and suck my dick, I want to see if that mouth of yours is just as good as your cunt." Her eyes widened with shock but she said nothing, she climbed onto the bed and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked him hard and deep, taking every inch of him into her mouth and down her throat. She felt his hand rest on the back of her head, his grip tightened as he began to pump his hips into her mouth. She choked as he forced his dick down her throat; she liked the rough way he was treating her. She began to moan as her thrust himself harder into her, "You like getting your face fucked Brandi? Not wanting to release his cock to answer, she moaned louder to let him know she did. "I knew you would, I knew you liked it rough the first time I set eyes on you." He grabbed her thick black hair in his hands and pulled her off of him, "get on your knees." She moved, positioning herself on her hands and knees, her big round ass in the air. He came up behind her and plunged his cock into her waiting pussy, grabbing her hair again as he began to slam into her. He pulled her head back as far as it would go; wrapping her locks around is hand as he fucked her. She let out a squeal of pleasure and pain as his hand came down to smack her ass, her skin burning as he slapped her. "Eric, you're going to make me cum again!" She began to scream as another orgasm hit her forcefully. He pulled out and commanded her to turn around, "I want to see my cum go all over your pretty face." She moaned loudly when she felt his hot spunk hit her skin; she opened her mouth trying to catch as much of it as she could. When he was through he sat back and looked at her, his cum seeping down her chin onto her tits, her tongue working to lick up as much as she could. "You can clean yourself now and dress." She nodded, got off the bed, and made her way to the bathroom feeling more satisfied now than she had been in ages. After she was clean and clothed she went to change out Eric's clothes, "Don't worry about it, Nick won't mind if I wear these home will he? I'll be back for my clothes." "No, he probably won't even notice that they're gone." "All right then, I'll be back later for my own clothes and return his, have a good day Brandi." "You too." Every day Eric came over and fucked her till she couldn't stand anymore, a few times it crossed her mind that it was wrong to do this but she couldn't stop it, she couldn't get enough of it. One night shortly after Nick left again for work Eric showed up. "Eric, you know it's not safe to come over here at night, I don't know when Nick will be back." "I don't give a fuck Brandi, and I know for a fact that Nick never makes it home before midnight so we have plenty of time." "But Eric…" "No buts Brandi, you either fuck me now or I will never come over again." She stood there shocked, she had to have him, and he gave her what she needed. Nick never treated her the way Eric did. Nick made love to her, slowly, softly; she needed Eric to give her what Nick couldn't. Her husband loved her too much to treat her like a slut but Eric had no care for her one way or the other. She gestured for him to come in, he walked past her, straight into the bedroom and she followed. Once in the room she took off her clothes and lay on the bed, waiting for him to do the same but instead of taking off his clothes he told her to hold on and left the room. She heard the door to the basement open and him descend the stairs. She wondered what he was doing but soon enough it became apparent. He came back into the room with four pieces of rope in his hands, "What are you going to do with those?" "Spread your arms and legs." She did what she was told and he proceeded to tie her to the bed. Once she was secured he disrobed and came onto the bed. He began to lick her pussy, flicking his tongue quickly over her clit, taking her to the brink of orgasm quickly but right before she came he moved away from her. She let out a whine as he got off the bed, "What are you doing!" She said a little agitated. "All part of the game Brandi." A smurk lighting his face. He left the room and she heard the TV come on. She was stuck; her body ached with the orgasm that she had almost had. He had tied her tight enough that she couldn't move her wrist without it burning her skin. She needed to cum and it was apparent that she couldn't do it herself. "Eric! Please come back here and make me cum. I need you! You have to come back in here. Please, I need your cock, your fingers, your tongue, anything! Please!" He didn't answer her, she kept yelling until her throat hurt, pleading for him to come back in the room. After what seemed like years he appeared in the doorway, an evil smile coming across his face as he looked into her anguished expression. He climbed back on the bed and inserted just the head of his cock into her throbbing cunt. She gasped as he entered her, she tried moving her hips so that every inch of his cock would slip into her but he'd move. She begged for all of it, but he'd only ask her why. When he was tired of teasing her he slammed his entire dick deep into her pulsing pussy. She let out one loud long scream as she began to finish her orgasm, her head thrashed from side to side, her legs and arms strained against the rope, as her juices shot out over his cock. When he began to cum he pulled out and released his jizm all over her body, then collapsed beside her on the bed. They lay there trying to catch their breath but before they could they heard someone clapping from the doorway. Brandi turned her head and Eric sat up to see Nick standing there, a disgusted look on his face. Brandi immediately began to cry and beg Eric to release her from the ropes but he pretended not to hear her. He got up, threw on his pants, and followed Nick out to the living room. Brandi lay there, broken and filled with shame. She wasn't sure what was going on in the living room, they were talking to low for her to hear them. After a while both men came back in, without a word they both took off their clothes and came on the bed. Nick straddled her chest, looking down at her with hurt and hate in his eyes, "if you want to be treated like a whore then so be it. You will please us both until we tell you that you can stop. If you whine or beg to stop before we are finished with you then I will slap you. This is your punishment for being unfaithful to me, and it will stay your punishment till I see fit to drop it." She nodded, she could tell by the way his member stood proud that he had enjoyed watching her and Eric, and she'd do anything to get that look of hate out of his eyes. She watched as he grabbed hold of his dick, he rubbed it all over her face, smacking her cheeks with it when he wanted to. He brought it to her lips, "suck my cock Brandi." She took him into her mouth as his hands went down in her hair, grabbing it and pulling it hard enough to form tears in her eyes. She felt Eric move in between her legs and felt his dick slip into her cunt. As Eric began to fuck her Nick began to pump his hips into her mouth, fucking it so hard that she couldn't swallow her spit, she felt it trail down her chin to mingle with the cum still on her body from Eric. She was no longer in the mood to fuck but she knew she couldn't stop. She lay there while Nick and Eric used her body for their own enjoyment. After awhile Nick got off her chest and Eric pulled away from her. Nick told Eric to undo the ropes and he quickly untied Brandi. She rubbed at her wrists as she sat up. She was getting tired, she didn't think her body could stand anymore fucking but she knew she could say nothing about it. She watched as Eric lay down on the bed, Nick commanded her to get on top of him. She didn't know what they were going to do but did as she was told. She mounted her recent lover, guiding his cock into her. Eric grabbed her shoulders and laid her flat on top of him, he moved his hands down to her ass and spread her cheeks wide. The realization of what was about to happen hit her, she became scared, she'd never been fucked in the ass before and she really didn't want to start now, especially with another dick in her soar pussy. She wanted badly to scream at them to stop but she knew Nick wasn't lying when he told her that he would hit her, he was too mad to try and antagonize him now. Neighbors She felt the head of her husband's cock on her tight asshole; she took a deep breath in as he forcefully entered her. She squeezed Eric's shoulders hard and let out a scream of pain as Nick's dick filled her virgin ass. Not taking the time for her to get use to him he began to bang her ass as hard as he could. Eric started to move his hips with Nick's rhythm, fucking her pussy just as hard. Her yells of pain soon subsided into screams of passion, she loved the way both cocks felt inside of her, filling both holes completely. She began to cum, both her ass and pussy tightening around the two cocks inside of her. By the breathing of Nick and Eric she knew they'd cum soon also. They came at the same time, Nick filling her ass and Eric filling her pussy. She had one more small orgasm as they released their cum into her. Nick pulled away and told her that they were done. Eric got up, dressed, and left. Nick told Brandi to go shower, when she returned she laid down beside her husband not speaking, afraid that if she tried to explain herself he'd get even more mad. He turned to his side and looked at her, "I really wasn't mad at you when I saw you and Eric together. I had been wondering how long it was going to be before you found someone else to fuck. I knew I hadn't been paying you enough attention. And to tell you the truth, I actually enjoyed watching the two of you." "But then why did you act that way towards me?" "Because I wanted to, I've always had the desire to fuck you like that but I didn't think you'd like it. When I found that you really did enjoy it, even though I wasn't the first one to do it I took the opportunity and treated you the way that I had wanted to for a long time." "I see." They stopped talking and held each other for the rest of the night. Neighbors This story was written for Tiffany, one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, the fantasies described her were fantasies that we shared. My biggest regret is that we never got to act them out in real life; we have to be content to enjoy them in our minds. Living in an apartment complex can mean that ones privacy is sometimes compromised. This is not however always a bad thing as I found out. My wife, Tiffany, and I had recently moved into a very nice 3-bed room apartment on the ground floor of a quiet complex. Our apartment was tucked away in the corner giving us almost total privacy; the exception was a similar apartment to ours with a small garden separating us. Within days of moving in I had seen the occupants of the apartment leaving for work one morning, she was a petite red head with small “Orange-sized” breasts and a killer body, while her husband was a well-built guy with blonde hair and a very good looking face, I estimated that they were somewhere in their late 20’s. We were all in such a rush that we just said “Hi” and carried on to work without introducing ourselves. A few days later I was able to leave the office a little earlier than usual and figured that it would give me an opportunity to finish some of the unpacking. I got home and walked up to our bedroom to change. As I was taking my clothes off I caught a movement from the apartment across the garden I looked over and saw my sexy neighbour pulling her jeans off, she was already topless and her milky white skin made a perfect contrast for her pert little pink nipples. As her jeans came down I saw that she was wearing a sexy dark Blue thong. She stepped out of her jeans and walked through to the bathroom. I quickly went into our bathroom to see if I could find the sexy white thong that Tiffany had worn yesterday. I just loved to jerk off while sniffing her panties, the aroma of her pussy always sent me over the edge very quickly, and now I had the added pleasure of watching my neighbour undress. As I walked back in to the room and looked across I could see her pulling her thong down. I slipped my pants and underpants off and stood at the window rubbing my cock while I sniffed Tiffany’s most intimate garment. I just hoped that the shadow in our apartment would make me less visible to her, than she was to me. I was soon to find out that this was not the case! I could feel my juices starting to ooze from my shiny cock head; I slowly eased my skin back and forward, spreading my pre-cum around my head. I looked up and saw that she had obviously seen me; my first reaction was one of complete fright, until I noticed that she had a smile on her face and had not moved from her earlier position. She waved at me with one hand while the other caressed her body, her hand moved down until it reached her shaved pussy. She bent down, picked her own panties up and brought them to her nose. For me this was mind blowing! I started to jerk harder as I sniffed Tiffany’s panties and watched this beautiful sight in front of me. It wasn’t long before I started to pump my hot cum into the crotch of Tiffany’s panties! As the waves of pleasure started to subside I opened my eyes and saw that the neighbour was now lying back on the bed with her hands furiously pumping away at her pussy, until I saw her body stiffen as her orgasm swept through her. I watched as she stood slowly up, her legs looking a little unsteady. She waved again and walked back into the bathroom. I went to the dresser and took out some shorts and a Tee shirt; I still needed to do some unpacking. I dropped Tiffany’s cum filled panties back in the hamper; she would love to hear about how they had been filled. She found my love of her panties a huge turn-on and was a true voyeur at heart! I had not been busy long when I heard Tiffany at the door, she walked in and I stood up to kiss her, as she hugged me she could feel my cock pressing against her. Every time I saw her sexy body, her small pert breasts and sexy blonde ringlets I marvelled about how lucky I was to be with this beautiful women. “Hey, what have you been up to?” she asked. Her voice was as smooth as silk. I couldn’t contain myself! “I saw the sight of my life this afternoon!” I said and proceeded to give her a detailed breakdown of the afternoon events, by the time I had finished she had her skirt up; her hands down the front of her panties and was busily fingering her now wet pussy, an awesome sight! My cock had hardened back to full glory and I started to jerk myself off yet again. “Cum over my pussy” she gasped. She pulled her panties forward to give my cum a path down to her smooth lips. I aimed carefully and let go with my second load of the afternoon. I could see my cum squirt over her dripping pussy and then start to creep its way down her lips. As the last strands dripped from my cock she replaced her hand and started to rub my cum all over her slit and into her pussy until I could hear from her cries and writhing body that her orgasm had arrived. She looked a beautiful sight, her body sprawled across the couch with her legs spread wide, a mixture of my cum and her pussy juice had started to ooze through her lacy white panties. After we had cleaned up I decided to walk down to the gym at the bottom of the complex, I needed to work off some of the sexual energy that was rushing through my body, it seemed that the more I got off, the more I needed to. I walked through the gardens to the gym. As I entered I saw that the place was quiet with just a few people working out around the gym. As I looked around at the equipment they had available I saw that my sexy neighbour was lying back on the bench pushing some weights. I walked over and stepped on the treadmill next to her, as the treadmill started she replaced the weights and sat up, I could see that her hot pussy was covered by a sexy white pair of lycra shorts and a sexy white top, her flat stomach was nicely tanned. She smiled as she recognised me. “Hi” she giggled, “ this afternoon was fun!” “It certainly was for me.” I said quietly. We stood and chatted for a while. She told me that her name was Paula and that she was a teacher, her husband’s name was Gary and that he was a lawyer. We both needed to carry on our workout and parted with the plan to get together over the next weekend. I was not sure how this would work as I had yet to meet her hubby and wasn’t sure whether he would be as keen as she was. The though of stealing a pair of sexy panties from her bathroom turned me on. My panty fetish always at the forefront of my mind! I got back to the apartment and found that Tiffany wasn’t there, a saw a note on the fridge that told me she had popped out for a few minutes, I wondered where? By the time she returned I was sitting on the couch sipping a glass of wine and watching TV. When she walked in the door I could see that she looked flushed and excited. “Wow” she gasped, “you wont believe what just happened! I was busy carrying the empty boxes to the trash and as I walked past the neighbour’s apartment I saw Gary standing at the door, He called me over and introduced himself. He was wearing a pair of boxer shorts and a tight Tee shirt; I could see his sexy muscles. He mentioned that Paula, his wife, had told him about this afternoon, he wanted to know how I felt about it?” “So what did you tell him?” I asked. “I told him that you had mentioned the experience to me and it got us so hot. He then told me that it seemed that he shares your love of juicy panties and that we should get together soon. I could see his hard cock starting to push against his boxers, it looked so big and sexy!” “Then what did you do?” “I didn’t have much chance with so many people around, but he did ask if he could have my panties in exchange for a pair of Paula’s, I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea, I could still feel you cum oozing around between my lips and I told him this, but this seemed to excite him more and he said that would make it even better. He dashed off and brought back a pair from the bathroom. They were the dark blue pair you described to me. Anyway I decided to give them to him, as I pulled them off your cum was still clearly visible on the panties and between my lips, I could see his eyes were glued to my pussy. I turned them around and made sure that I wiped every bit of cum and pussy juice and passed them to him, he immediately brought them to his face and licked at the crotch. I can’t stand it any more! Please just fuck me here!” she gasped breathlessly. Tiffany stripped off her clothes; her pussy lips were swollen and inviting. After hearing her story I was hard again and ready to fulfil her need. She lay back on the dining room table and spread her legs wide for me. “Don’t wait, just fuck me!” she moaned. I pulled my skin back and pushed my cock into her hot pussy. It slipped in easily, the warmth of her velvet sheath enveloping me until my balls bounced off the bottom of her pussy, my cock at its deepest in her pussy. I picked up the pair of panties that she had brought back from Paula and brought them to my nose, her scent totally different to Tiffany’s yet every bit as erotic! She immediately started to thrust back at me. I could feel that she would not take long to get release. I could feel her juices were flowing freely, her pussy was starting to nip at my shaft and her firm nipples were hard and swollen. She clamped her legs around my waist and pulled me hard against her, the cries from her orgasm reverberating around the room. As I inhaled the scent of Paula’s pussy from her wet panties, I let go and started to pump hard and could feel my cum starting to boil up until I squirted my load deep into Tiffany’s pussy. We stood like that for a few minutes while we caught our breath. I pulled my cock out and could see my cum slowly oozing from her slit and down onto the table. The next day was Friday, we were both looking forward to a quiet weekend after the rigors of moving. Very little had been said about the events of the previous day. I’m sure that they were as vivid in Tiffany’s mind as they were in mine. I got home shortly after 5pm to find that Tiffany had just beaten me home and was sitting comfortably on the sofa reading a note. Her legs were slightly apart and I could not resist the chance of peeping under her skirt to see what sexy panties she was wearing today. They were the pale pink cotton pair. “We have a note from Paula and Gary inviting us to a Fondue this evening.” She said. “Sounds fine to me,” I answered, “how do you feel about it?” my question was not just about convenience, I think we were both aware that after the action of the previous day this could well be a Fondue with a difference! “I’m game, lets just relax with a drink until 7 and then go over.” We sat and enjoyed a drink and discussed our respective days at the office. I could see that Tiffany was a bit flushed; maybe she was looking forward to this evening more than she was letting me know! By 7pm we were walking hand in hand across to Paula and Gary’s place. I could feel that her hands were sweaty. I could just wonder whether her pussy was just as wet! I knocked on the door and it was quickly opened, there stood Paula wearing a sexy, tight skirt and a nice tight white top. “Come in” she said, “welcome, we have been looking forward to meeting you in a more, um, formal way.” “Its good to be here,” said Tiffany. As we walked through into the lounge Gary walked in and greeted us warmly. We sat down while Gary poured us a drink, Paula sitting opposite me on the large couch, I looked over at her sexy legs and caught glimpse of her panties. She saw me looking and spread her legs slightly, giving me a better view. I could feel myself getting hard. We had a few drinks in the lounge while we chatted and I could feel the scotch going straight to my head and the sight of Paula’s panties going straight to my cock! Paula stood up and ushered us through to the dining room, in the middle of the round glass table I could see a cast iron Fondue pot. Tiffany and I have enjoyed Fondues on a number of occasions, we could never have imagined how much fun this one would be! Gary poured the wine while Paula sat down and passed the raw foods around. The Fondue pot was bubbling away, ready to start cooking. Gary raised his glass, “Neighbours” he toasted as we all sipped away at our wine. “We have a game we play when we Fondue,” said Gary, “I’m not sure if you would like to play?” “How do you play?” said Tiffany, looking puzzled. “Its really easy, if your fork comes out of the pot empty you need to remove 1 item of clothing, this excludes shoes and jewellery, if you would prefer not to remove an item you are welcome to drink a Tequila as forfeit.” “Sounds fine to me,” I said. I was looking forward to the chance of seeing Paula’s beautiful pussy again. I looked over at Tiffany and could see that she was nodding her head eagerly. “I don’t think you need to bring the Tequila bottle out just yet!” she said quietly. We all filled our forks and put them into the pot, I was having a great time looking down through the glass table at Paula’s legs, which by now were shamelessly open and her panties on full display. They were an Ivory colour and the lace panel meant I could see the dark smudge of her pussy beneath. I was having difficulty hiding my hardening cock. I looked up at Paula and she licked her lips slowly. We removed our forks and Tiffany blushed as she saw that her fork was empty. Without being asked Tiffany stood up and slipped the straps of her dress over her arms and let it fall to the floor. She was left standing in a sexy, Navy Blue, bra and thong set. Since we had married I had always insisted on buying all her underwear, this way her panty drawer is always filled with the sexiest Panties and Bras. Tiffany sat back down and carried on as though nothing had happed. I could see that Gary was having a good look at her through the table while his hand was adjusting his hardening cock. I looked over at the bulge in his pants. I was next to lose some food and without comment stood up and removed my shirt. As the dinner progressed we slowly removed all our outer clothes until it got to the point where the next food to fall would mean the guilty party would have to show their most private parts. It was just a matter of time until someone came up with an empty fork. Paula was the lucky winner. She stood up and hooked her thumbs into the sides of her Ivory-coloured thong. A healthy wet spot had developed between her legs. As she slid them down her legs the crotch seemed to be glued to her pussy. As she continued down they reluctantly eased out of her slit and down her sexy legs, as she sat down she tossed them over to me. “For Dessert!” she said smiling. I simply couldn’t resist! “Even as a kid I could never wait!” I said as I brought them to my nose and immediately smelt the unique aroma of a hot pussy. By now Gary was openly rubbing himself through his underpants under the table, for all to see. Tiffany stood up from the table, “this is too much” she sighed quietly. She bent over and immediately started to pull her panties down her legs. The sight of her small breasts pointing down and her wet pussy was almost too much for Gary and I. We both stood up and released our cocks from the confines of our underwear. I looked over at Gary and saw that his cock was slightly longer than mine but a little thinner. Both our cocks were glistening in the light of the dining room, our excitement plainly visible from the juices oozing from the top of our cocks. We all sat down, it seemed that everyone was almost not sure who would continue the fun from here. Gary broke the silence. “I have an idea! Why don’t we talk about our favourite fantasies and we can do our best to fulfil them in the weeks to come?” Gary’s idea was greeted with great enthusiasm from the girls; I wasn’t so sure that that wanted to know about my favourite fantasy. When I was younger I had fooled around with a couple of other guys at school, but lately I was being more drawn to stories of bi experiences. I was very straight but was dying to see if sucking another mans cock was as much fun as it was when I was 16. I was also apprehensive about how Gary would take it! The fact that he had licked our combined juices from Tiffany’s panties was surely a good sign? I looked over to Tiffany and could see that she was squirming in her seat. Her eyes glued to Gary’s cock. Gary took a wine bottle and spun it to see who would go first. It spun slowly around and around until it slowed and stopped pointing directly at Paula, I could see that she was flushed with excitement. She licked her lips. “Well” she said, “my greatest fantasy is to be filled by 2 hard cocks at the same time!” “We will need to move to the lounge again,” said Gary. We all stood up and Tiffany and Gary led the way, Paula was walking in front of me and stopped to allow me to catch up, her hands took my rock hard cock and started to rub it gently. “This is the cock I want in my cunt!” she said. My fingers ran down between her legs and I could feel the wetness from her pussy coating my fingers, her hard clit sticking proudly out. “Hey you guys, come in here and lets get going” called Tiffany. I could see that she was already seated on the couch, her hand rubbing the top of her pussy. Paula and I moved reluctantly apart and walked through to the lounge. I could see that Gary was sitting on the couch next to Tiffany, his hands caressing her nipples; his hard cock was sticking proudly up. Paula took my hand and led me to the other couch. “Lets get ready to fulfil my fantasy.” She purred. She sat down on the edge of the couch and spread her legs wide, her pussy lips were smooth and puffy, and the sexual anticipation was starting to have an obvious effect on her. I wasn’t prepared to stand on ceremony any longer and quickly knelt between her legs to get my first taste of her pussy, I could smell the sexy aroma of her pussy and I lowered my head to her pussy. I started by taking her whole pussy into my mouth and slowly closing my mouth around it until her hard clit was firmly between my lips, her juices were flowing freely, the taste of pure nectar. As I rhythmically sucked her clit, I allowed my hands to slip between the lips of her pussy, her natural lubricant oozing out and down over her ass. I figured that if she was going to take each of us in both holes she would need to be well lubricated, and withdrew my fingers and let them trace a line down until they reached her tight bud. My fingers started to probe gently until I felt her relax and my finger slipped in. I started to rub my finger around in an effort to get her ready for her sexual “double-header”. I looked over to Tiffany and could see that she had turned around and had his cock in her hot mouth, preparing his cock for its anal encounter. Paula quietly indicated that we should move on to the next stage of her fantasy. I stood up and allowed her to cross the room to where Gary was now sitting back on the couch with his hard cock pointing proudly into the air. Paula moved over until she had her back to him and with his hands holding her hips he lowered her down until his cock was pressing against her ass. Tiffany was idly rubbing her pussy while she watched Gary’s cock start to slip into Paula’s back hole. Paula’s face was squeezed tightly together, almost expecting pain. I could see her visibly relax again. She pushed down and I could see Gary’s cock slowly slide in until it was buried to the hilt. Her own hands were now rubbing at her pussy; this had to be a sure sign that she was ready for me! I stood in front of her and she took my cock in her hands, she slowly started to rub my wet head up and down her slit, until the wetness of her pussy almost sucked me in. It was even tighter from being filled from both ends. She cried out in ecstasy as my cock slipped into her cunt. I noticed that Tiffany had decided not to miss out on the action and was kneeling between our legs and was caressing our balls together. I started to slowly pump my cock in and out, I could hear both Gary and Paula start to moan as they could both feel my cock stimulating both of them; I was starting to get really hot from Tiffany who was licking away at my balls. Paula started to get very vocal and her cries started to become more urgent, Gary had his head thrown back and I could feel that he was starting to pump his cock in and out. I could feel the walls of Paula’s pussy start to clench until with a loud cry she started to cum, this seemed to spur Gary on until with a grunt I could see that he had deposited his load deep into her ass. I started to pump faster now, the friction on my sensitive head was awesome, my orgasm started to build, and my balls started to tingle until I could feel the warm feeling of my cum forcing its way up my shaft and deep into her waiting cunt. We all collapsed back onto the couch and I slowly withdrew my cock from her pussy, I could see my cum ooze out of her pussy and down over Gary’s cock and balls, still firmly in her ass. As I stepped away Tiffany wasted no time in taking my place between Paula’s legs and burying her head between her legs. Her tongue started to lap away and drink away the cum I had just deposited. As far as I was aware this was Tiffany’s first taste of another woman’s pussy, only this time she could experience my familiar taste. Reluctantly Paula and Gary separated and I could see that Paula had a slightly bandy gait, our combined juices oozing lazily down her thighs as we walked back to the dining room to relax until we got onto the next fantasy to fulfil. Neighbors I looked over to Tiffany and could see that her face was shining from the mixture of pussy juice and cum. I could see that both Tiffany and Paula were almost glowing with sexual excitement, although both had small breasts, their nipples were big and hard. I looked over to Paula and could see that she was running her fingers over her pussy and bringing them to her mouth. Gary was obviously starting to recover; he sat sipping his wine while I could see that his cock was starting to come to life again. Gary picked up the wine bottle and lay it on its side for the second time, he spun it and it rolled around and around the table until it slowed and stopped facing me, the moment of truth had arrived, I was not sure how the others at the table would react to my fantasy. After a short pause I decided to throw caution to the wind and tell them what I wanted to try. “My fantasy is to suck Gary’s cock while the ladies watch.” I said quietly. There was a silence at the table, Tiffany had a smile on her face, she knew that I had some bi fantasies but was a little surprised that I wanted to act it out now. Gary stood up from the table and started to walk through to the lounge, I couldn’t read his face and wasn’t sure how he felt about my fantasy, but at least by walking through to the lounge he was obviously not against the idea. Paula once again waited for me; she pulled me into an embrace and held me tight. “I can’t wait to see you fulfil you fantasy,” she said and kissed me deeply, I could feel the head of my cock pressing against her pussy lips. I walked into the lounge and saw that Gary and Tiffany had taken up the same positions as they had earlier. An air of familiarity was present as I saw that their hands were feeling each other, Tiffany pulling Gary’s foreskin up and down, almost getting him ready for me. I was very apprehensive, I was almost sorry that I had not told them another, less kinky, fantasy, but at this point it would have been churlish to back out. Paula could see my apprehension and stood behind me rubbing my ass cheeks, her hands snaked around my waist and she started to rub my cock up and down. I started to feel a huge sexual charge; the sight in front of me of Gary with his fingers buried deep in my wife’s pussy and her hand stroking him up and down was so damn erotic. I knelt down in front of him and saw that Tiffany had released his cock from her grip; I could see that his purple head was wet from his juices and his balls tight against his body. I started on his balls; that that was one of my favourite sensations. His balls had very little hair on them and I took them one by one into my mouth, my tongue rubbing gently over their surface while my fingers started to spread his juice around the head. I slowly released his balls from my mouth and traced my tongue up his shaft, He was obviously enjoying this and I could see that his head was thrown back and his fingers were starting to work faster in and out of Tiffany’s pussy. I could feel that Paula had crawled down between my legs and was performing her own oral magic on my cock. “Here goes nothing” I though to my self and took his head into my mouth. This was different to my schoolboy experiences. The stigma of society had almost got the better of me. I had forgotten the feel of a man’s cock in my mouth, the musky taste coupled with the immense smoothness; the memories came flooding back. As I lowered my mouth over his cock my hands started to rub away at his balls. I could feel his hips start to move as he started to trust in and out of my mouth. My tongue was rubbing the top of his head and with a gentle sucking motion; I started to feel his juice leaking into my mouth. I could feel his balls starting to tighten and from my own experience I knew that he was close to shooting his load into my mouth. It would be the first time I had actually swallowed another mans seed. His head seemed to almost swell in my mouth and I could feel him rest his hands on my head as he pulled me down onto his cock as it spewed his juices deep into my mouth. I was pleasantly surprised, I was expecting it to taste different. I could feel his cock start to soften in my mouth, I withdrew slowly and slowly moved back, Paula had released my cock from her velvet mouth and knelt up to kiss me on the lips, she licked away the excess cum from around my mouth. Gary way lying back totally spent, it was unlikely that he would be ready for a while. Tiffany had her hand buried in her cunt. “Come and fuck me!” she gasped, “I have missed all the fun.” Paula lay on her back on the lounge floor and I saw Tiffany kneel down in front of her and bury her head in Paula’s pussy, her ass facing me, her pussy hanging down wetly between her legs like a succulent fruit. I guided my cock into her waiting hole, she was so wet it slipped easily in, my hands were around her waist and rubbing at her hard little clit, I pumped my cock in and out, waiting for it to almost completely withdraw before ramming it firmly back, as deep as it would go. I could hear that Paula was getting more vocal as Tiffany ate Paula’s pussy for the second time that night; she seemed to be a natural. The evening’s events had left Tiffany on a huge sexual high and I could feel her muscles start to clench my cock until, with a load cry she started to crash to her first orgasm. I slowly withdrew my cock, my body feeling like I had competed in a sexual marathon. I rolled over and lay on the carpet and closed my eyes, no one stirred, I knew that we were all feeling completely spent. Gary was the first to stir. “Why don’t you guys stay over here tonight, that way we can just go upstairs to bed.” “Sounds good,” said Tiffany, “why don’t we swap sleeping partners, I would love to feel your hard cock in the morning?” I had no objections to that; I could not wait to get my cock between Paula’s beautiful thighs again. We walked up the stairs hand in hand, looking up at Gary and Tiffany in front and Paula and I behind it was an awesome sight, the four of us completely naked, our bodies covered with the juices of our pleasures. Gary and Tiffany walked through to the spare room and Paula and I made our way to the main bedroom, she pulled back the covers slipped into the bed, she looked beautiful, her small body laying back, her eyes looking up at me. I slipped into the bed next to her and we held each other in a tight embrace. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, her warm body glued to mine. Being an early riser, I awoke before Paula. In the dim light filtering through the curtains I looked over at the beautiful sleeping form next to me. She was lying on her back, the sheets covering her legs, her small, tight breasts looking up at me. I love the sight of a sexy woman sleeping they look so peaceful and contented. I pulled the sheets down slowly, so as not to wake her. My head drifted down to her smooth pussy. As my face came close I could smell the sexy aroma of our previous evenings sexual marathon. As my tongue parted her lips she started to stir, she immediately opened her legs to give me free access to her pussy. Her hands moved lazily down until her fingers started to caress my hair, pulling my face firmly into her. My tongue dived between her lips and I started to work it in and out her hot cunt. Her thighs started to clench against my head holding me firmly in place until I could feel her hips start to thrust against my face, mashing her clit against my chin, her lips against my cheeks. She started to get more and more vocal until I could feel her release into orgasm, her juices flooding my face. I slowly lifted my head from her pussy and saw that we had company. Tiffany and Gary must have heard us and we in the room. Our sexual display had got them going and Gary had Tiffany in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, her back leaning against the wall while his cock trust brutally in and out of her hot cunt. I rolled over onto the bed, my cock pointing skywards. I rolled Paula over and helped her into me. I guided my cock into her wet pussy. Paula pushed herself up until she was sitting upright on me; the friction on my cock was taking me quickly towards my orgasm. She bounced up and down with wild abandon until with a loud cry my cum started to squirt deep inside her. We held each other tightly until we came down from our sexual plateau. Tiffany and Gary had joined us on the bed and were also in a tight embrace. Tiffany broke the embrace reluctantly and looked over at me. “Lets clean up and call it a day” she said. The regret in her tone was obvious. As much as we would both liked to have stayed on, we all had things to do today. Paula rolled over and looked over at Gary. A small smile crossed her face as she crawled over to where he was lying and climbed on top of him in a 69 position. I could see her pussy lower down to Gary’s mouth, my cum oozing from between her pussy lips and onto his mouth, he licked his lips and drank the juices eagerly. I looked over at Tiffany; she must have read my mind. She quickly emulated Paula and lowered her cum filled pussy to my mouth. I licked every drop of her and Gary’s juices until she came for the second time that morning, while at the same time she sucked my cock back to life and cumming again. We all got reluctantly up and made our way to the dining room. Our clothes were strewn all over and we gathered up our clothes and dressed silently. None of us wanted this to end. “Come on guys, there will be another night,” Paula said quietly. I think we all realised that it would never be as good as the night we had just enjoyed. Please take the time to vote for this story. If you prefer comments and suggestions on stories previously posted or even new story ideas are always welcome. Neighbors Neighbors Beth and Jane were neighbors who lived across the street from one another. Beth had moved in to the neighborhood not too long ago - maybe six months, and they hit it off immediately. Their kids went to school together and every morning they would go jogging through the neighborhood. This Tuesday they decided that they would go shopping after their morning jog. The local department store was having a sale they couldn't pass up - why waste time they thought, just wash up and go after the morning jog. They had run for five miles and came back to Jane's house panting and sweating, soaked to the skin in their jog bras and spandex shorts. You could smell the musky smell of hard, female exercise. "Jane, is there water in the fridge?" Beth asked. "Sure - the ice is in the bin in the freezer" replied Jane. As she drank from the glass, the cold water dripped onto her breasts, making her nipples pucker and stand straight out from the cold. Jane noticed how her friends' tits poked out, and felt an odd tingling between her legs, but didn't say anything. Instead, she just asked Beth, "Why don't you just shower here and then we could get going quicker?" They wore the same size clothes, and often traded outfits to go to one function or another. 'Ok," said Beth. "Lead the way - I need to get out of these sweaty clothes" They went upstairs to the master bath. As soon as they got in the room, Beth started to strip. Jane tried not to stare, but Beth's body was like a magnet to her eyes. Beth wasn't a cover-girl beauty, but had curves in all the right places and just exuded a sensuality that no man or woman could deny. Her shoulder length dark hair hung in waves that bounced every time she tossed her head. Her ass was magnificent in its fullness, round and bouncy with every move she made. When Beth turned around, she caught Jane staring. "Something wrong?" Beth asked. "Uh, no" Jane stammered. Then she noticed - Beth's cunt was shaved bare as the day she was born. "You shave!" Jane sputtered. "Yeah - it makes sex feel so much better, and it gets me hot just to think about how slick I get. Even when we jog, I can feel my lips getting wet with sweat and it almost makes me come. Why, don't you?" "No - well, kind of - I trim mine really close, but haven't had the nerve to shave it bare. But yours looks so good!" "Let me see yours" replied Beth. Jane stripped down. Her own hair on top of her head was a short pixie, medium brown. Her breasts fit into your hand with a little left over, creamy white skin, pink areolas and light brown nipples, all crinkled up from the sudden hit of air on them as she removed her top. As her shorts passed over her rounded tummy and full hips, her pubes came into view. The hair was trimmed short - maybe a half inch, so that you couldn't see any of the kinkiness in it. Still, it hid enough of her charms. Jane stood up and faced Beth. 'Hmmm - you know, I could shave it for you." Beth offered. "Wow! Would you?" "Sure - get some shaving cream, a new blade on your razor, and some towels, and sit back on the edge of the tub" Jane started to get excited over the thought of being shaved bare as a fresh peach, and even more excited over having her best friend do the shaving. She got the shaving things together and nervously sat on the edge of the tub. "Now lean back a bit and you're going to have to open up your legs a little bit" Beth used her hand to rub Jane's cunt with warm water; then gently rubbed the shaving cream into her mound and creases. Jane jumped at the contact of Beth's soft warm hand. She was trembling and her nipples felt as if they were so tight they could be bitten right off. Without saying a word, only looking up into her eyes, Beth started shaving. Long, smooth strokes and the hair fell off. The more she shaved, the puffier Jane's lips became. She could feel the heat build up in her pussy, and her juices pool in her hole. Beth's fingers dipped lower and spread Jane's lips. "Now, you're gong to have to hold your legs apart while I do around your pussy and your asshole." She looked up at Jane who now had her eyes closed. As she looked back to Jane's pussy, she could see the juices run down her legs. "You're liking this aren't you?" asked Beth. "Uh huh" whispered Jane. "A few more strokes and you'll be done" Beth finished and Jane stood up to look in the vanity mirror. She was blushing with both excitement and embarrassment. Her best friend had just shaved her in the most intimate manner and she was almost ready to come. Beth came up behind her and slid her arms around Jane's waist. "You know," she whispered, "I could rub some baby oil on you to smooth out any of the razor bumps" As she did this, she gently kissed Jane on the back of the neck. "Oh, yes!" "Lay down on the bed and get me the oil" As Jane lay down, Beth noticed how perfect her friends clean pussy looked. The little keyhole at the top was just waiting for someone or something to unlock the mysteries of the treasures below. Beth took the oil and started massaging it into Jane's cunt. Rubbing in small circles around her mound, she dipped her fingers into the creases on the side. Jane instinctively arched her back and opened her legs. "Good girl," cooed Beth. She rubbed deeper and deeper, in between her labia, on either side of her clit. Down around her cunt hole and all around her asshole. Her fingers were so greased up, she gently poked one into the tight little brown bud. 'Oh yeah - that feels so good" Beth leaned down and gently kissed Jane on her mound. Then she flattened her tongue and licked along the sides of Jane's pussy. She made it into a point, and stabbed it into her hole, rubbing her nose against Jane's clit. At the same time, she inserted her whole middle finger into Jane's ass, slowly pulling it in and out, reaming her as best as she could. She licked up her friends' cunt and then sucked her clit into her mouth. As she did, she flicked her tongue across it back and forth. "Oh yeesss!!! Jane screamed. "Fuck me with your tongue and fingers; shove it deeper into me." It was too much for Jane and she came in a mind blowing orgasm, showering her friends face with cum juice. Beth sat up and said, "Now it's my turn" She climbed up on to Jane and turned around, laying her cheek against Jane's freshly shaven cunt, and placing her ass right in line with Jane's face. "Lick me" Jane wasted no time. She flattened her tongue and made a round the world swipe of Beth's cunt and ass, plunging her tongue into Beth's hole, trying to reach for her womb. Then she pulled her face away, and grabbed each of Jane's nether lips between her fingers, pulling on them in an up and down rhythm. The friction caused the hood of Beth's clit to rub back and forth over her sensitive nub. Jane placed her thumbs in her friends' pussy and opened it wide. Then she licked the inside of Beth's hole, round and round. She slid her face up and tongued Beth's asshole, pointing her tongue and rimming the puckered hole. Poking it in, taking in her womanly smell, she started to rub her fingers on Beth's clit. Then she moved her face lower and sucked Beth's clit into her mouth. Stabbing three fingers into Beth's hole, Jane wrenched a back arching, screaming orgasm from Beth. "Do it deeper! Oh yes, Fuck me with your tongue! Fuck me with your fingers! Eat me! Suck me!" As they both came down of their mind blowing orgasms, Beth rolled off of Jane and turned around to give her new lover a soul searching, deep kiss. Leaning back and looking into her eyes, she remarked, "I think I found a new way to spend our mornings" Jane couldn't agree more. Neighbors Across the Park The small park lay still and dark, pungent night vapors beginning to rise in the cooing air. Thank god we live in a small town where you don't need neon vapor lights to keep the homeless and druggies from taking over. I lay on my back in the middle of the rose garden dreaming and smelling the fragrance of the American Beauties, dreaming about how great my life will be in two years when I finally get my associate's degree. Community college is supposed to be the best years of your life, but it wasn't working out that way for me. I was always on the outside looking in and the few female friends I had were either too ugly or too prim to make it with the in set. I hated to think I was in their category but I undoubtedly was. My problem was that I was so shy, I could hardly force myself to say 'good morning' to the other kids. Well, I guess it didn't help that I was almost six feet tall with as little figure along the way up as to not matter. I'd given up checking the mirror in the bathroom to see the first sign of my bust growing. I didn't have any athletic talent either, so all that height just went to waste as far as my dad was concerned. I was so wrapped in my dreams that I barely noticed the squeaking of a gate to one of the paths that tunnel their way through the dense foliage between the park and the private yards that circle it. But it stayed in my mind and when I finally sat up and saw a faint light swinging back and forth in the playground, my curiosity was piqued. I walked stealthily toward the playground, staying in the shadows. It was Randy Garvey, the computer nut from across the park, and unless I was mistaken, he was smoking marijuana. "Hi, Millie." I jumped. I didn't think he could see me. "You thought you could sneak up, eh? Look behind you." I looked. The sky to the West was still pink from the sunset out over the prairie. I must have stood out like anything. "What cha smoking?" I asked. "Want some?" "Sure." I was feeling pretty cool until I broke out coughing and I knew he could see how inexperienced a doper I was, but he just said, "Ha, ha. It's really bodacious bud. I thought I'd cough my lungs out." I took the swing beside him and we swung together, passing the joint back and forth until it was gone. "What are you doing out here, anyway?" I asked. "My brother kicked me out of the house." "Huh?" "He wanted to get rid of me so he and his girlfriend could be alone." "Oh." "It's okay, though, because he gave me this bud as a bribe." "It was nice of you to share it with me." "Millie?" "Huh?" "Do you want to see something really cool?" "What do you mean?" "Are you game? I mean, it'll be really cool, but it's sort of . . . how shall I say this, it's 'x-rated.'" "I don't understand." "That's all I'm going to tell you. But if you're game and you sit tight for a while, I'm sure you'll find it interesting." "You're not going to make a move on me, are you?" "No, nothing like that. Hey, are you serious? Do you think I'd make a move on you? Don't you think I'm queer like everybody else?" "I never heard anything like that about you, Randy." "Really" Randy stood up on the swing and started to pump higher and higher until he suddenly let go and jumped as far as he could, rolling forward from where he landed. "Didn't that hurt?" "No." But I could see it did from the way he walked. Randy grabbed my hand pulled me over to the teeter totter and we played on it for a while. Each of us was just waiting for the other to try to dump us off. Suddenly Randy said, "There it is." "What?" "Look." "Huh?" "The lights to the hot tub are on. You've got to be real quiet now." Randy led me over to a big oak tree growing out of the hedge, just across the fence from his home. He helped me up to the first branch before swinging himself up like a monkey. We climbed up slowly and as quietly as possible until we found a perch on a major limb from where we could look straight down into the Garvey's hot tub. Randy's brother, Bill, and Martha Bell, his girl friend were sitting stark naked. Well, not exactly sitting. They were all over each other. Bills hands were busy petting Martha's famous bust which, it depressed me to see, was entirely Martha, putting the lie to what a lot of us girls wishfully hoped was the truth. I almost gasped audibly when Martha went down on Bill and took his penis into her mouth. Later when Bill started to lick her sex it was all I could do to be silent. I held my breath as nature took is course and Bill mounted Martha, even though all we could see was Bill's white fanny pumping up and down. It didn't last long and then, when they were finished, we quickly shinnied down the tree. "I told you it would be hot." "You act like this isn't the first time." "Heck no, they get together almost every night." "Don't you get tired of being kicked out?" "Not really. I enjoy watching them. Boy, if they only knew." "That's the first time I've seen a guy's . . . what do you call it?" "What? Penis?" "No, I've seen them. But not like that." "Bill had a hard-on. It's not like that all the time." "I guess it couldn't be or I would have noticed. You couldn't exactly hide it in your pants, could you?" As I said this, my eyes naturally fell to his crotch and I actually could see that his cock was too big for his pants to hide. My eyes must have given me away because Randy said, "No, not like that either. I'm still excited from watching them screwing." "Oh." My nipples were itching something fierce and my panties were cold from the wetness there. It wasn't a feeling I'd had outside of in bed before but I didn't have any trouble figuring out what it meant. I reached out and petted his cock through his pants. Randy laid his hand over mine and pulled my hand harder against him. "It isn't always that hard. That's a special effect for times like this." His voice sounded funny, and while his hips worked back and forth beneath my fingers, he started to stroke my breast with his other hand. I hadn't thought I had a breast but apparently I did, judging from the shivering feeling his hands induced from my nipples. Randy pulled me closer and I let go of his cock. He pulled my t-shirt up out of my jeans and reached up inside and started to pinch my nipples gently. Somehow he found two small pear shaped bumps, which he squeezed. He pushed my shirt up and took my nipples into his mouth. I liked it. Suddenly he pulled me to him so he could kiss me. I pursed my lips to kiss back but his tongue slid between them and into my mouth before I could, and then both our mouths were wide open as we tried to suck each other tongues in. After kissing for an eternity without taking time out for breathing, I became aware of the pressure on my mons which was coming from the bump Randy's pants. It wasn't me who returned the pressure, it was some other person. Suddenly Randy pulled back and reached into his pants. "Something's pinching." "Huh?" "Tight pants." Randy took my hips and pulled them to his and then we stood locked together at the hips swaying to the delicious pressure we felt even through our respective blue jeans. I was just reaching my hands down Randy's tummy, fingers sliding inside his underpants and coming up against a warm obstruction when the whistle blew. "Shit, that means I have to go." "So soon?" "Yeah." "Gee, I wish . . ." "Yeah, me too." "Maybe we can, you know, meet again." "Let's hope so. I'm out here almost every night after I do my homework." I fully expected to meet Randy the next evening but I chickened out at the last minute. I hope he wasn't too disappointed. That night, before bed, I looked in the mirror and I could actually see breasts, two to be exact. Not very big, but they were there. All I'd had to do was stop watching for the pot to boil, I guess. Then I couldn't sleep for the longest time, only succeeding after exploring the new feelings Randy had awakened in me with my fingers, first on my breasts and then sneaking down to the itchy groove where my legs come together. Now I thought, why did I pass this up? I was lying in the rose garden the next night when I heard the gate opening. When I heard the swing start to squeak, I suddenly jumped up and ran back to my house, where I stood shivering in the doorway before running up to my room and throwing myself down face first onto my bed and crying. I don't know why. I was really confused. I was working on my homework in my room the next afternoon when I heard the doorbell. Mother yelled up the stairs, "Are you decent? You have company." I stepped out the door and looked down. Randy was standing at the bottom of the stairs beside Mother looking apprehensive, a shy little smile on his face. "Can I come up? I have a question about math." "Sure." "Keep the door open, Millicent." "Yeah, okay. Mother. . . Geeze!" When Randy got in the room, he said, "Millicent?" "Millie to everyone except Mother." "I won't tell." "I don't care." "The reason I came over," he whispered, "is that I wondered what was wrong. Was it something I did? I didn't think I did anything that you didn't want . . ." I blushed like everything. "I guess I wasn't ready . . . no, you didn't do anything wrong. I'm just not sure I'm ready to take that step?" "What step? You don't have to do anything you don't want to. You can trust me. I really liked the other night, but you don't have to do anything like that again, but I hoped you'd come back and keep me company. It really felt good to be with you and to talk about stuff and feel like I had a friend. I don't want to mess that up. "We better get working on homework or Mother will think something is up." We'd been whispering up to now and I just knew Mother was trying to listen in. My math problems were laid out on the desk along with several sheets of scratch paper filled with my attempts to do the problems. "You know, I'm the one who needs help with math." "Are you doing the problems by hand? Don't you know about Excel?" "What?" Randy plopped down at the computer and opened Excel. Then he showed me how to insert a function. "Just be sure to get one or two wrong so nobody will think you're cheating." "How are you two kids doing," Mother asked as she walked into my room bearing a platter of cookies and milk. "I thought you two might like a treat. Has Millicent been able to help, Randy." "We're still working on the problems," he said. "They're really hard." "Well, I'll leave you to it." "They're really hard," I teased. Randy looked down at his crotch and blushed. I ignored the unfortunate turn of phrase and went right on with what I meant to say, "I bet you could do them in your sleep." We finished up the problems and fell to talking about other stuff at school, like, you know, who's dating who, who's doing it for sure, who's maybe doing it, and stuff like that. "Millicent. It's time to come down and set the table and I'm sure Randy needs to get home, too." We trundled down the stairs together. "Thanks for the snack," Mrs. Johnson. "It was a pleasure Randy. Say hi to your mom." "I will be sure to tell her when I see her." Randy was already swinging on his favorite swing when I came into the park through our gate. I hurried over and sat in the swing beside him. Randy stopped the swing and took out a joint, lighted it, and passed it to me. "Bill and Martha are here again." I thought about that, just to confirm in my mind that I really wanted to watch them again. I whispered to Randy, "I don't know why I want to watch. I should be disgusting, but it isn't. It's hot." We had just finished the joint when the backyard lights went on. We climbed up the tree as quickly as we could without making noise. Tonight was really hot. When Martha finished sucking Billy's cock, she sat on the side of the hot tub with her legs apart to allow his tongue to do its magic. Then Billy stood in the water in front of her and put his cock into her and in that position I could see every wiggle of his cock moving in and out of her. I was so affected I was afraid I'd fall out of the tree. When I looked over at Randy, I could see his fingers busily stroking his cock, the outline of which I could see through the material of his jeans. Taking a hint, I rubbed my pussy in time with Billy's stroke. Before I knew it there was a wet spot where my pussy was drenching my panties. Back on the ground, Randy and I went at it the same we had the other night and this time there was time for me to reach into Randy's pants, but no sooner had I reached around his hot cock than he ejaculated into his jeans. After that he lost interest, leaving me sort of hanging, twisting in the breeze. Not that I complained. After a while Randy came out of his fugue and we talked for a while before the whistle blast that called me home. "Will I see you tomorrow?" Randy called to me before I disappeared. "Maybe." The next evening I struggled with myself, taking more that normal care with my homework before giving in to the pressure that was impelling me to the park. I had just lain down among the roses when Randy said, "You have a cool spot here." I jumped. "You startled me." "I've been waiting for you. The roses sure smell good, don't they? I like this one best." Randy offered me a Peace Rose. "Boy Scout knife does it again." "Should I thank you for one of the park's roses? Hell, why not. Thanks." "You're welcome. I have an offer for you tonight. You can say no and I won't say anything." "What?" "Nobody's home. I thought you might like to try the hot tub." "I don't know?" "You don't have to do anything you don't want to." "Hmm." "I think it would be pretty neat, but I can understand . . ." He looked dejected and I felt disappointed in myself. It only took a moment more to make up my mind. "Okay." ". . . if you don't . . . Okay? You mean, okay!" "Yes. Okay." "Well, let's go." "It's funny. We've both lived next to the park for years and this is the first time I've ever gone through anybody's gate but our own." "That's the neat thing about the park. Everybody treats it like their own back yard." Randy quickly pulled the hot tub's cover and stowed it to the side. Steam was roiling up making it look like a scene from Macbeth. "We don't have to turn on the lights, do we?" "Not if you don't want to." Randy slipped out of his clothes without making a big fuss. I didn't comment on the way his cock stood out. "You can put your stuff on the bench if you like" he said. Randy was already in the water and I was still summoning up nerve, pulling tentatively at my t-shirt. I'd had it off before. I forced myself. It came off and I found I liked the feeling of being half naked before him. Still, it took some will power to force myself to shuck my jeans. I stood on the lip of the tub in my panties, seriously considering leaving them on when Randy said, "For a tall girl you sure have a beautiful figure." "What a bull shitter." "No, really." "Sure. Me and the bean pole." "Well, I think you're gorgeous. You could be a model." "Humf. Thank you, I guess." After such a nice comment, even if it was blarney, the least I could do was to step out of my panties. I would have been covered by water quickly after that, but it was so hot that it was all I could do to get in, an inch at a time. When I was up to my knees, Randy stood and asked me if he could have a hug. Randy wasn't all that was standing up. His cock was even bigger than I'd concluded from seeing it tenting out his jeans earlier. And it had the funniest onion shaped bulb at the end, something I hadn't been able to perceive from the tree above. I couldn't help thinking of all those pious ayatollahs and their minarets. Now I knew what that was all about. Randy had asked for a hug. My mind snapped back into focus. I reached out my arms and he quickly filled them, while his cock nestled between my legs. He was just the length of his cock shorter than me, so his cock head rested right at the entrance to my pussy, where it pulsed against me with unmistakable intent. "You have hair between your legs just like Martha's, only yours is blond, just like your head. I guess it isn't bleached after all." "Is that what they say?" "You know how they always have something catty to say about everybody. If you take it seriously, you'll always be alone." "Well, I do feel alone." "Me to. I know I shouldn't take them seriously, but to tell the truth, it just makes me not like them." "I didn't know anyone else felt that way." "Oh, there are lots of us, we just don't have a way of knowing who we are." "Well, we know who we are." I grabbed Randy's cock gently in my hands. "Is this okay?" "Oh yes." I was curious. Why did Martha suck Billy's cock when they could be fucking. I guess there was only one way to find out. I didn't ask and Randy didn't complain. In fact, if I interpreted the sighs and mews he made correctly, he loved it. Watching Martha suck Billy had excited me, but doing it was like a thermonuclear bomb going off and I was unrestrained in sucking and licking, using my hands in tandem with my tongue to bring Randy to ecstasy. He suddenly jumped up and shot his load on the grass beside the tub. "You don't want to get jizz in the water. It plugs up the filter." By this time, we were both overheated, so we got out of the tub and sat on the bench for a while allowing the breeze to cool us. Randy didn't have much to say and I was content to be in my mind trying to understand all that was going on. It was natural to lean against Randy and put one arm around him while I ran the other hand over his breasts, his ridged abs, his silky pubic hair, his flaccid penis. Flaccid. I hadn't seen it like that before so I looked it over carefully. "I see what you mean. Even when it's soft, it's big." "It can get a lot smaller. It's like a thermometer. The colder it gets, the smaller it gets. Until it gets hard, that is." I reached down and took his balls in my hand. He spread his legs to allow me better access, and moaned. "Does it feel good?" I asked. "Oh yes, real good." His cock was growing before my eyes. Not hard yet, but plumping up like a venison sausage being filled from the meat grinder. Randy started to stroke my breasts with his hands, bringing the nipples to hard little nubs. I leaned back against him and when he dropped his hands down to my lap, I spread my legs to allow him to feel me down there. I was not prepared for the result; my hips took on a life of their own. Randy turned me on the bench and helped me lie down. Then he helped me spread my legs and poked a finger into me. It hurt. Randy could tell and quickly pulled it out, got down on his knees beside me and pulled my pussy lips apart so he could begin to flick my clitoris back and forth with his tongue. I couldn't find purchase for my legs and so all I could do with them is kick the ground; kick, kick, kick and then suddenly I was coming. "What was that?" "I think you just came." "Came? You mean girls can come?" "Sure. Didn't you know?" "I do now. That was neat." The two of us got back in the hot tub but we were soon too hot again. Randy stepped out and took a cushion from the chaise lounge, and set it on the ground. He took my hand and helped me down on it. Then he lay beside me and reached into my pussy again. His fingers felt good, this time. After a while, he rolled a leg over (I finally learned what that meant) and kissed me for a short time while his cock bounced here and there but always in the general area of my pussy before finding the 'A train' and then it slid right in. I held him tight, not letting him wiggle an inch, trembling, not experiencing the slightest discomfort. But I couldn't sustain the pressure. I relaxed and felt the heavenly pressure of his cock as it started to slip in and out. Suddenly I heard the whistle blow.