0 comments/ 55010 views/ 2 favorites The Couple Next Door By: RakenHoe The weather was terrible, wind and rain whirling around likes a tornado was starting to get on my nerves. Trash cans rolling down the street making me jump at every crashing sound. The lights were blinking on and off I was not sure how long I would have electricity. My husband was away on a trip for the next three days. My son was off to college. I was scared to be alone. I have been married for over twenty years and am forty-five years old. One would think that a woman my age that as lived in the same house for all these years would not get scared just because there was a terrible storm raging outside. The house next door had just been rented to a nice young couple. I had only met them outside once and they seemed very nice. I called information to get their number and called them. I said I did not what to be alone and ask if I could come over for the duration of the storm. They said, come on over and they would have the back door open for me. I had been sitting around in my sweats and did not think anything about how I was dress. I grabbed a coat and dashed out my back door ran across the drive and up their back stairs. Julie was holding the door open and her husband Walt was standing behind her. I ran by Julie and tripped on the top step and fell forward. Walt made a grab for me and his powerful hands caught me on my right breast and some how his other hand slipped down inside my sweat pants. As we both fell back I was on top of Walt his fingers were jerked up between my legs and into my pussy. Neither of us knew what as happening at first. Then I felt Walt wiggling a couple of fingers in my pussy. Julie was on her knees next to me “ Are you Ok, are you hurt” She was asking. But by this time and it was only a second Walt was smiling up at me and still fingering my pussy. I don’t know if I was in shock from the fall or the fact that I was letting a man finger me as his wife looked on. I felt sure Julie could not see where her husband's hand was from her angle. I said, “ Walt, you can let me go now.” I tried to move. Walt pushed me up with the hand that was on my breast and he pulled his fingers from my cunt at the same time. I sat up and Julie watched as his hand came out of my sweats. Walt lifted his hand to his mouth and sucked on his fingers. He was smiling at me. For a second I forgot where I was and why I was here. It was sexy and exciting to watch this almost stranger licking his fingers that had just come out of my pussy. I could not help myself I smiled back at him. Julie, was watching us and she ask, “Walt, honey, just what is going on here?” “Somehow my hand got down inside Ann’s sweats, she is not wearing any thing under them. It was so fast and I was trying to catch her and my fingers went into her pussy. I got so excited by it I wiggled my fingers in her cunt and am now licking her pussy juice off my fingers. Would you like to taste our neighbor?” Walt said, it just like it happened. Julie smiled and she turned to me and said, “Ann are you all right? Don’t let my husband tease you too much. He is such a horny guy some times.” They sat looking at me. I was stunned and at how straightforward they were about what happened. In fact I was not only stunned I was strangely turned on by what had happened. I was helped to their sofa and sat there with Walt on one side and Julie on the other. Walt was half turned toward me and his arm was around my shoulders. He laid his hand between my legs and said, “Did I hurt you when I tried to catch you. Did my fingers in your pussy make you wet, it seems that your cunt is very wet. Are you turned on by me touching you here?” He pressed his hand to my crotch and rubbed my clitoris through my sweats. Julie said, “Walt now don’t you start anything you don’t want to finish. I better check and make sure Ann is not hurt.” With this Julie got down on her knees in front of me and some how pulled my sweats all the way down to my knees. Walt now had my chin in his hand and kissed me on the mouth He was very strong and he was holding my head so I could not look down and see what Julie was doing. He was kissing me and I liked it. I started to kiss him back. He lowered his arm from around my neck and pulled me forward still kissing me. My bare buttocks was now out to the edge of the sofa. I felt Julie’s hands on my knees she was pulling my legs apart. Walt’s tongue was now investigating the inside of my mouth. I darted my tongue into his mouth in return. I felt a finger rub between the wet lips of my pussy and then a shock wave ran through me. I jumped and bucked my hips as I felt Julie’s mouth on my wet cunt. Her tongue was like fire as it licked me. I felt her suck on my clitoris and it felt so hot and so exciting. I had never had a girl lick my pussy before and I found it arousing. So much so I had to see for my self. I pushed Walt back and looked down at the top of Julie’s head. Something made me pull my legs up and hold them wider apart so Julie could get her mouth tight against my cunt. Walt was now slipping his hand up under my top and cupping my breast. Something snapped inside me it was as if I were tossed wildly into a state of euphoria. Excitement filled every fiber of my being. Never in my life had I felt so alive so just plan fucking hot. I reached down and pulled Julie’s mouth tighter to me. My hips were bouncing up off the edge of the sofa. I was so excited I was ready to climax. Never in my life had I come to this point so fast and so ready to explode so soon. I cried out that I was going to cum and that is when I felt Julie ram two fingers into my cunt as she sucked on my clitoris. It drove me over the edge and I felt the rush of convulsions start to jerk my guts apart. It took me to a height I had never known and to a feeling of complete freedom to express my feeling I screamed out “Julie suck harder.” I did not realize that I had also taken a grip on Walt’s cock through his jeans. He had a hand full and when I did see what I was doing it turned me on all the more. I was so sexually excited and aroused nothing these two could do to me would have made me want them to stop. I was so ready for what ever they wanted to do for and with me. The lights went out as Walt helped me to my feet. My legs were shaking and weak. Julie on one side and Walt on the other we made our way to there bedroom. Julie found some candles and we soon had some soft yellow light. I was in the middle of a king size bed and again Julie was on one side and Walt on the other. We were all now naked. Julie ask, “ Ann did you enjoy our welcome?” I said, “ Julie, I must admit you two are different than any couple I have ever met before. What you did to me was also a first. By another girl that is. I once had a boy lick me back in school. But my husband never does any thing like that.” Julie ask again. “Did you like the feel of my tongue on your clitoris?” Before I could answer and of course it was redundant because she knew full well I had loved it. Walt now placed a hand on my mound his finger tips trailing through my thick dark hair. I did not answer as Walt applied pressure to my clitoris. The movement of my legs to part was involuntary my eyes were closed as once again I was filled with a passion here to fore unknown in this old body. My hand found Walt’s erection and while I let my fingers be my eyes to measure and send visions of his wonderful cock to my brain. Julie was moving up to place her knees on either side of my face. I felt the very closely shaved cunt just barley touch my mouth. I jerked my hands up to grasp her thighs and with my thumbs I pulled her pussy lips apart so I could return the licking she had given me earlier. There was no thinking about it, it was just a reaction to her placing her dripping pussy near my mouth. I had never in my life been interested in having sex with another woman, but here I was doing it freely and eagerly. I lifted my mouth to her wetness and run my tongue into her cunt, the very first cunt I ever licked, But it was not to be my last nor the only one to cum in to my life. I had been brought to a wild new sex life and I found it was more exciting than anything I had eve known I did not want to let it go. Not now not ever. The very thought of me with my tongue in another woman's cunt drove me crazy. I wanted to make her cum I wanted to taste her juices. I wanted to hear her scream I wanted to yell I was so ecstatically happy. I did not feel Walt’s finger enter my pussy at first, he was so smooth and gentle. He soon had two fingers deep inside me and slowly moving them in and out. I was on fire. I was going to cum before Julie was ready I did not want this I wanted Julie to cum for me. I had to make her reach a climax as I was about to. I had never been in such a position before and really did not know what to do, So I guess it was just a automatic reaction to the situation but some how I rammed a thumb up into Julie's rectum. I felt her jerk as if hit my a powerful bolt of lighting. At first I thought I had hurt her but a split second later I knew I had done just he right thing because I tasted a flow of sweet juices that I could only dream of. I had once read a story about a girl that gave her lover her “Nectar of the Gods” and I now knew just what that was. Julie's climax filled my mouth with a sweetness never before tasted in my life time nothing had ever tasted so sweet. I drank her flow and it was so wonderful I wanted more and more even after she had stopped flowing for me I wanted more. I was beyond crazy I was beyond wild I was out of my mind and out of this world. I was some place unknown to me but to a place which I would return again and again. After that I was completely spent, I was so relaxed I was unaware of anything for several minutes. I think it must have been a hour or more before any of us moved. Walt helped me to my feet and guided me to the bathroom. I heard him turn on the shower and with his powerful arms around me we stepped into the brisk spray. It tingled my skin as I felt warm hands rub soap over my breasts. With my hair hanging down over my face I could not see but my hands were once again my eyes. I found a long hard very neglected cock in my hand. Of course I had read and even once tried to suck a cock, but my husband never was into that so I had not done it for many years. Yet here I was in a shower with a man I barely knew going to my knees because I wanted to do just that. I wanted to suck this mans cock. I wanted to taste his sperm as I had his wife’s. Some where inside of me I had come alive to the fact that oral sex was wonderful. It was exciting for me and my lover at the moment, it was stimulating for both participants. Oral sex was now and forever going to be a very special part of my love life. I almost laughed at the thought of my husband ever seeing me doing anything like this. It was even funnier to think of him joining me in a oral sex venture. I was new at this sucking cock so I had to just wing it as they say. So I let him move his hips driving his cock back and forth in my mouth. I cupped his heavy balls in my hand. I tasted the sweet juice that comes before a ejaculation. It tasted good and I knew I must be doing something right. His balls jerked up tight under his throbbing cock and for the first time in my life I had a man shoot off in my mouth. The cum was warm, sweet and thick, like heavy cream. I drank it all and sucked every drop from his flaccid cock. Even as it hung exhausted it was thick and long. A most handsome specimen I was sure. Even though I had not seen many in my life. Once we had returned to the king size bed. He told Julie “ Ann is a excellent cock sucker.” This was some how a very sexy and pleasing expression. He kissed me on the cheek and went on “ I hope she will let me fuck her before the night it through, what do you say Ann?” I only moaned my acceptance of the idea. Julie asked, “Ann do you like to suck cock I love to?” Lifting myself up on an elbow I said, “Julie, would you believe that is the first time I ever had a man cum in my mouth? And yes, I did like it...hell, I loved it! Walt’s cum in so sweet just as is your cum, Julie,” I said almost with out taking a breath. “I once held a cock in my mouth but never before did I have one cum in my mouth.” Laughing I said, “I guess I am now a full blown Cocksucker.” Julie said, “Yes and a pussy eater, too.” We all laughed. The storm outside was nothing compared to the storm raging in me. Julie went down stairs to fix some thing for us to eat. Walt had a hard on again and he only had to show it to me for me to want it in me. Walt rolled over on me as I opened my legs to receive him. I pulled my legs up so high my pussy was in just the right position for him. His wonderful cock seem to find me and slipped in. going deep on the first push. Walt heard me grunt and sensed he had hit bottom. He was quick to pull back and ram it home again, he was getting me hot al over again, and I bounced my hips up under him as he fucked me deep and hard. He had a rhythm that was not fast but still it was not slow. He was touching every thing I had inside it was so exciting I felt my ass pucker and my toes curl as I could not hang back I screamed as I started to cum. Walt, fuck me fuck me I cried as he drove faster into me. I cum and it felt like I would never stop. Walt jerked and arched his back driving his cock deeper and deeper. I felt the warm sperm fill my cunt and dribble out around his cock. I was so well fucked I cried and must of passed out. When I woke it was near light and the storm had passed. Julie was resting on her side and Walt was not in the bed with us. As I moved to sit up I hurt both inside and all over. My mind was fuzzy but I did remember most of what had happened. I found my sweats and looked around to find Walt asleep in an other room. He was naked and I came close to look at his long thick cock. It was so full with out being hard it was still the largest one I had ever seen. I wanted to suck it, I wanted to feel the soft skin in my mouth. I wanted to once again taste the sweet cum.. But I did none of these things I made my way out and back to my home. I showered and thought “ Ann your husband will be gone for two more days. Why don’t you invite that nice young couple from next door over for dinner.” I thought that was a great idea. The Couple Next Door Chris has drifted through the day, sometimes reading, sometimes making notes for her novel, but mostly enjoying her leisure. The house is clean and tidy, and all is as it should be. She and Pat have developed habits that guarantee the maintenance of order in their lives, at minimal effort. It is nearing five. In an hour, Pat will be home. Therefore, it is time to make herself ready. Pat is very particular about how Chris is to present herself after a day's work. She treats herself to a hot bath, luxuriating in the warmth and allowing it to lull her further into languor. Before drying, she shaves her armpits, legs and crotch with meticulous care, even though she last did so only two days ago. Pat is neither amused nor aroused by stubble. Yet it is not a chore; the touch of the razor gliding over her skin, lubricated by fine bath oil, is merely an additional sensation through which to anticipate the evening to come. When she has patted herself completely dry, she applies moisturizing body lotion to her skin, checking as she does so for rough spots and calluses. There is the beginning of a callus on her left foot, on the outside surface of her littlest toe. Careful work with a pumice stone and a mirror leaves it as smooth as the rest of her. Her long brown hair shimmers with red highlights as she brushes it. When it is tangle-free, she clips it back, away from her face with a simple barrette from the collection in her vanity. She smiles in satisfaction at the simple freshness of her appearance, taking a moment to preen. Her face is neither young nor old, but is suspended in the timelessness of healthy maturity: the condition that arrives when one knows what one has become, and approves. Her figure is trim, her breasts are high and full, her legs long and trim. Not long before she'd met Pat, she'd verged on the gelatinous. Properly balanced nutrition and exercise, among other things, have worked wonders. Of course, the motivation Pat provides has been essential. She dons a white lace garterbelt, a pair of stockings, and white high heeled pumps, taking care not to snag, crease, or wrinkle anything. A short, white silk kimono goes over all. The gentle friction of the silk against her nipples quickly brings them erect, causing her to quiver down the length of her body. It is her favorite combination of fabrics, and it always brings out her best for Pat. She saunters back to the living room, practicing her sultriest walk. She sits in her recliner, cants it back all the way, and stretches her legs elaborately, both to remove any kinks from her thigh and calf muscles and to present her figure to its best advantage. Pat will be here any minute. She tilts her head back, closes her eyes, and automatically her mouth curves into a relaxed, sensuous smile. *** It was always the same, and always different. Certainly Pat knows Chris as well as one human being could know another. But there was in Chris a subtle inventiveness that could transform even the mundane act of entering the house into an adventure to be recounted to the diary, to be read over and over. As Pat pulls into their garage, the memory of first meeting Chris floods back. How shy Chris had been, and how uncomfortable with their obvious and immediate response to one another! It has been...seven years? Yes, seven years and a few weeks since they paired. Life apart is unthinkable for them both, now. Pat is certain that neither of them suffers any itch for others; their life together, their ongoing erotic explorations, are too rich and vivid. As always, the briefcase is left beside the kitchen table, to await the morning. Off comes the suit jacket, to be thrown over the back of a dinette chair. Apparently, Chris has chosen to wait in the living room or bedroom this time. Pat rounds the corner into the living room with a light tread, and grows suddenly short of breath when Chris comes into view. Apparently Chris hears the gasp and catch in Pat's chest, for she opens her eyes lazily, the sensuous smile fluttering through a trill of invitation. Moving slowly, savoring the sight of her beloved, Pat kneels before Chris and begins to caress her, starting at the ankles and moving upward with swirling, teasing strokes. When the breath in Chris's chest has come as short as Pat's own, Pat begins to kiss her lover's inner thighs, running a pointed tongue along the pelvic creases at the tops of Chris's legs. Chris's back arches to the full as she shivers in pleasure. Presently, Chris says, "Is it time?" Pat looks up from her oral ministrations and smiles. "After you, dear." *** Pat's beauty is not like Chris's. She is short, elfin-featured, and firmly muscled. Her breasts are small and very firm. Her arms and legs are smooth, but the strength of her muscles is unmistakable. Her hands and feet are small and graceful. She wears her blonde hair in a short, caplike style, a concession to the practicalities of the workaday world that nonetheless becomes her perfectly. Chris loves to watch her lover disrobe, loves to savor the progressive revelation of that perfect body so unlike her own. Pat is without artifice; she does not draw out her undressing either to tease or to savor it. Even so, to Chris, who watches through eyes of love and devotion, the act is mesmeric in its simplicity. When Pat is nude, she approaches Chris, who is lying on their bed much as she had in their living room only a minute before, and resumes her caresses. Eyes slowly drawing closed, Chris reaches out to take her lover's head between her hands, to guide it down to her body. She drifts in erotic reverie as Pat's lips and tongue trace her contours. Pat indicates to Chris that she should turn over, and Chris complies silently. Pat's tongue work continues on Chris's back, her buttocks, the backs of her thighs, and then back up to the crevice between them. Chris begins to moan; she protrudes her rump toward Pat a little further with each stroke from her lover's tongue. Waves of tension pass over her, reaching ever higher peaks. Pat parts Chris's buttocks and flicks her tongue over her lover's anus. The quick, teasing strokes quickly raise Chris's emotional temperature to its limits. Her anus begins to expand and contract in a matching rhythm. Little convulsions cause her pelvis to pulse up and down, alternately retreating from and pressing into Pat's face. When Pat suddenly drives the whole length of her tongue into Chris's anus, it is all she can do not to scream. Presently Pat's voice comes to her. "Do you want it?" It is an invariant part of their love ritual. Chris smiles into her pillow. "You know I do." It is the signal for Pat to bring out the bonds. Quickly but carefully, she spread-eagles Chris face down on the bed and ties her snugly, with a pillow under her pelvis to elevate it. "Don't forget the gag." "I never do." Chris knows it is true. The gag is large and penis-shaped; it fills Chris's mouth completely. Pat pulls the straps tight behind Chris's head, and buckles them. When she is gagged this way, Chris can whimper, but nothing else. Nothing else will be required of her. Pat dons her dildo, taking care to keep the support straps smooth and unkinked. After filming it with a light coating of lubricant, she presses the tip against Chris's still pulsing anus. Keeping as much in rhythm with Chris's surges as she can, Pat slowly presses the dildo into Chris's anus. When she has accomplished a full insertion of the prosthetic, they hold still for a long, silent moment. Pat begins to stroke, slowly and gently. Chris is in delirium as her point of release approaches, at a level of intensity she cannot remember experiencing before. With her lover's gentle hands caressing her from shoulders to hips as the dildo moves in and out of her anus, she shrieks against the gag and collapses into a blinding climax. *** They lie together, spoon-fashion, recovering themselves in the cool of the evening. Chris loves to feel Pat's form against her back. She wriggles her shoulders slightly, the better to feel Pat's nipples scrape against her skin. When Pat's hand leaves Chris's hip and travels downward to her crotch, Chris arches back and cants her hips to allow her lover better access. Chris's heart surges in her chest as her lover's hand closes around her penis, still gently caressing, as always. "Do you think you would have gone the whole way if we hadn't met?" Chris smiles in the dark. Another of their love rituals has begun. "Probably. What use would I have had for it, without you?" "Seems to me you could have gotten some use out of it." Pat's caressing hand strokes Chris to a smooth, hard erection. "I think we're about to get some use out of it now." Chris turns toward her lover, sees Pat's blue eyes shining in the dark. "I'd lose it, if that's what would please you." Pat slowly shakes her head. "Nothing could please me more than the way that you are, and that you're that way for me." She has not let go of Chris's penis, and the smooth hard organ seems to gleam between them. "This belongs to us both." Her excitement building again, Chris reaches out to touch her lover's mound. It is warm and wet. Pat arches her back and lets out a long sigh as Chris's fingers probe the folds of her vagina, settling lightly against her clitoris. "I think it's your turn." -- The End -- The Couple Next Door I spotted the delivery truck as I turned the corner and headed down the street to my house. I was glad to see someone moving into the house next door, It had been vacant for most of the Winter and Spring. Even though the owner did come by and mow and clean up from time to time, the place seemed to look like needed attention all of the time. There was one Blackberry bush they kept missing that grew through my fence, I had to keep cutting it back. So some livein attention would be great. Our neighborhood was a row of middle class homes, most with tidy front yards and large back yards. We all pretty much knew each other, at least enough to wave and stop and chat when working outdoors on weekends. There were a few block parties, too, often people would show up that we didn't know. A few of the parties got a little naughty, we usually left before too many clothes came off though. I pulled into my driveway, glancing sideways at the little Dog that came running up, instantly jumping up on me before I could even get all the way out of my car. "Bosco!" I heard a woman yell. I looked up and a pretty dark haired woman was heading my way, intent on capturing her wayward pet. I looked her over as I scratched the mongrel's ears, she was pretty, about 35 or so, even the streaks of sweat didn't detract from her looks. I also noticed the nice bounce in her breasts, obviously unencumbered beneath the simple white T-short she wore. She had no way to hide the motion, they were full but not overly large for her 5'4" frame. She bent over and grabbed what I took to be Bosco, I noticed the nice curve of her buttocks in the shorts she wore as she did so. "I'm sorry, Bosco has no manners at all!" she said with a trace of a laugh in her voice. "No problem," I smiled. "Moving in?" "Yes, David and I bought the place. I'm Dana." "Dan." I held out my hand as she lost control of the wiggling mutt, which instantly ran off and started marking territory. I went on inside my house, greeted by the smells of our evening meal as my wife Sally hustled around in the kitchen. I gave her a hug and grabbed her fanny. "We have new neighbors." "Yes, I saw them earlier, they have been unloading all day." I pretty much forgot about them as we ate our dinner, then I popped a brew and turned on the news on TV. Later, I happened to glance out the bedroom window, they were pulling down the ugly blankets over the windows and hanging some filmy looking curtains. I was glad to see that, the place had looked ugly and abandoned for so long. A few days went by and it was Saturday, we had seen little sign of the new folks next door as they busied themselves getting set up. I had seen Dana once through the window sitting at a table writing and David out front, enough to say hi and that was it. I wandered out back to check my garden, I always have a small garden to grow a few fresh vegetables. Things were all in order, the little plants were coming up nicely. I glanced over the fence and spotted Dana, she was laying on a lawn chair. She had on a yellow bikini that did little to cover the fact that she was a nicely rounded woman. Not wanting to bother her, I went back inside, clicked on a football game. I got to thinking about her, so I went upstairs and peeked out the upper bedroom window. All of the houses in our area are similar, but built with reverse floor plans. So our upper windows faced into David and Dana's yard, and of course theirs faced into ours. There was just the 4' fence seperating our respective space. Dana was lying on her stomach, the top of her bikini was undone. I could see the swell of her bare left breast as she lay there, apparently asleep. I was just about to turn away when she rolled over. She made no attempt to cover up, unaware of me watching out the window. I did feel a tiny pang of guilt, but that passed as I stood and watched her for quite awhile. Then she began to spread oil on her bare breasts, lifting and working them all over, the scene was incredibly erotic. She began to spread oil on her upper legs, even into the crease alongside her crotch. She reached down with both hands, lifted her crotch and adjusted it, giving me a flash of bare pubes for just an instant. Not wanting my Sally to catch me peeking, I went back downstairs. I had just settled into my chair when Sally called out from the kitchen. "Dan! Come take a look!" I got up and went in there, Sally was looking out the kitchen window over the sink. I stepped up and looked, our kitchen window also faces toward the neighbor's yard, just at a different angle. I could see Dana clearly, she was lying back on the lawn chair, her nice bare breasts exposed to the Sun. "Hey, I am no peeping Tom." I lied. "Oh Poo, I know damn good and well you love it!" She grinned at me. "This means I can sunbathe topless, too!" I was mildly surprised, Sally really hadn't sunbathed topless much except once on vacation when everyone was. I had gotten a little kick out of that at first, but it passed as the day went on. When everyone's bare breasts are on display, it somehow becomes normal, I guess. I patted her on her behind, grinned. "As you wish, but what about David?" "Bet he gets used to it." That gave me a little tingle, a funny feeling I just dismissed. The next day I was puttering around in my den, I like to carve model cars and paint them. I have gotten pretty good at it, too, sometimes I even sell one and make a few bucks. I was working on the wheels, carefully shaping the spokes when I heard voices. I looked out, Sally was leaning on the fence talking to David and Dana. Right off I noticed Dana had on just her bikini bottoms, and Sally was wearing one of my T-shirts. I knew Sally well enough to know she normally wore just the T-shirt, it surprised me that she was out there like that. Usually that was just around the house, I always delighted in reaching under there and rubbing her fine naked behind as she leaned over the sink. I set my model down and wandered out there, Dana looked up and saw me coming, made no move to cover up. "I hope you don't mind, I was sunbathing " she said with a smile as I got close. I didn't mind. "No problem." I dismissed it with a wave of my hand, doing my level best to pretend to be looking her in the eyes. I stepped up alongside Sally, patted her behind, yep, nude under there. The T-shirt was long enough to cover her fanny though barely. I nodded to David as I leaned on the fence, then it hit me. David was completely naked! Plus he acted totally unconcerned, and my Sally had been out there for who knows how long chatting with them like it was a Sunday picnic or something. I couldn't help myself, I looked down, his cock was a good 8" long just hanging there, plus he was circumsized and the head of the thing was half again bigger then the rest. I glanced at Sally, she was yapping away about wanting me to build a small pool, which I didn't want to do very badly because that would mean the end of my gardening. As she talked she kept sneaking glances at David's cock and she was doing a poor job of being sneaky about it. Well, I was checking out Dana's nice tits too, to be honest, so I guess we were even on that point. Their house did have a small pool in the back, big enough to swim maybe half a dozen strokes. More for splashing and cooling off during the hot days than swimming, plus it was shallow, less than four feet deep. Of course we got invited to use it anytime which did sound nice since some of our Summer days could hit 90° easily. Finally Sally and I headed back inside the house, I had my arm around her waist, knowing damn good and well that David and Dana would have a nice peek at her bare ass as we walked towards our house. "That was something!" Sally said as we went inside. "Yes, they aren't exactly bashful." Sally rubbed her hand up my crotch, grinned. "You like her tits I see?" I just grinned, grabbed her, pressed her back onto the couch. "Yours are nicer." I told her as I pulled the T-shirt up. Sally's breasts aren't large, but her nipples are spectactular. They look like they were stuck on as an afterthought, puffy and softly rounded, and oddly almost the same color as the rest of her. I always delight in sucking on them, and she is so sensitive there that it drives her nuts, more than once I have put her into full blown orgasm just licking and nibbling on them. Her nipples flatten out when I do that, women I have known before mostly get firm and stick out, Sally's nipples seem to almost vanish, just the very tiny tip gets firm. So I roll one tip with my fingers while I lightly roll the other with just my lips, that sets her off almost every time. We must have spent a good half hour teasing and playing with each other, one of those special times married couples have only after practice, learning each other. "Did you see the cock on that guy?" I asked Sally later as we lay curled up, just basking. "Yours is just as big." "Long maybe, but his looks like it has a Cantaloupe on the end!" Sally laughed, smacked me on the arm. "How did you like Dana's titties?" "They did look nice." I conceded. "Got you all fussed up, huh?" She stroked my length, bringing a quiver and the beginnings of another erection. "Ummmm..." Sally leaned down and sucked me into her mouth, surprising me again. She doesn't do that much. "Boy, you are a horny little bitch, aren't you?" She just continued to suck away on me. "Bet you want to know what that big knob feels like, don't you?" Sally sped up her actions, sucking more firmly. I reached down and ran my fingers over her pussy, spreading the lips, finding her button. She clamped down on me and I couldn't hold back, I went off right in her mouth. I expected her to jump up and go spit it out, she didn't, she just kept going as she also orgasmed. We didn't talk much about it for several days. Both of us enjoyed the fantasy but we both knew it was just that. Looking was one thing but we had always been faithful to each other. It was the next weekend, I knew it was going to be hot. By 10 in the morning it was already 80°, I was working on my models when I saw Sally go by the window. I looked out, she had on a loose halter top and a little soft black skirt I had seen before. I liked it because she had to wear it very low on her hips or her fanny would hang out, it was no more than perhaps 10" long. She wore it with a little gold colored braided belt that had dangly things hanging from it. The outfit is actually a bit young for her, it is the kind of thing one would see on teenagers. But I like it, so she wears it from time to time, usually with a tiny white thong. Sally trims the top and sides of her pubic hair which is very black and very thick. She uses scissors, just enough so hair doesn't show out the top of her bikinis, or out the sides. I looked her over as she headed for the fence. Dana was standing there, also in a halter top and pair of tan shorts that looked to be too big for her. More girl chat, I went back to my models. It was getting to be too hot to work on them, the glue was drying too fast so I gave up, went inside and got a beer. I was going to plop down and watch TV, but I got curious so I went out back. No one around. I walked over to the fence, Sally and Dana were sitting on lawn chairs in their yard, David was in the pool with his back to me, slowly swimming back and forth. I looked at Sally, she was sitting with one foot on the cement on each side of the lawn chair. I looked closer, that wasn't a white thong I was looking at under her tiny skirt, it was all Sally. I realized that David, down in the pool and a good 50 feet closer, had a clear view up Sally's skirt. Hell, I could see up Sally's skirt from where I stood at the fence. So I hopped the fence and wandered over there. "Hi, Honey!" Sally smiled, looking up as I approached. She made no move to cover up, my guess was right. She was naked under the skirt, sitting there with her legs open. She was giving David quite a show. "Hi, Bud!" David called out from the pool. He swam to the edge and climbed out, his cock fully erect and even bigger looking if possible. He still seemed totally unconcerned as I stood there feeling a bit uneasy. David walked over and picked up a towel, wiped down his hair and body, even toweling off his cock and balls right in front of me. I took a long pull on my beer, then sat down next to Sally, David plopped down next to Dana, his cock flopping over against his thigh. He just lay back and closed his eyes, soaking up some sun. I couldn't help but look at him, the head of that thing was as big as a damned large chicken egg. I felt overdressed in my pullover shirt and shorts. The conversation was about everything under the sun except Sally with her beaver showing and David with his cock hanging out in space. Later, Sally and I were back at our house. "You sure were putting on a show for David." "I was?" Sally had an innocent look on her face. "Yes, you were!" I said, a little crabby. "Oh, I guess I did forget my thong." "Hell, he could see clear to your tonsils!" "Oh, don't be silly, all he could see was maybe hair." I looked at her oddly, knowing that the way she had been sitting, her slit was opened up and in clear view. "Bit more than hair, I think." I went into the living room, mildly pissed off and really not sure why. I think she knew I was upset, so she dropped the subject and things returned to normal. The next Friday Sally mentioned over dinner that we were invited to Dan and Dana's housewarming party. It sounded OK and we really couldn't just not go. I noticed Sally put on a pretty multicolored blouse and a skirt that came down to about as long as she ever wears. She even had an a heavy bra which I hate, it was hot so I asked her if she would really be comfortable in that. "Not really, but..." She gave me a sidelong glance, I knew she was still nervous about me getting upset at her display the week before. "Honey, hey. I am sorry, I didn't mean to get on you. It's just that..hell, I don't know." "You won't get upset?" "No, I like it. I mean, it's OK, sometimes it is exciting when you dress...sexy. It's..I just want to be there?" I was sounding a bit on the foolish side, I know. I didn't know what I wanted, actually. It excited me when people looked at Sally, then I would get a twinge of jealousy. Just damn confusing, it didn't help one damn bit that David had a cock like that, it was like it put mine to shame, plus he was so goddamed relaxed about it all. Hell with it, I decided to just go with the flow. I threw on a pair of slacks and a sport shirt, waited for what seemed like an hour as Sally fussed with her hair, her clothes, changed her blouse, put the same one back on, changed her skirt, then it was slacks..good grief. "SALLY!" "Hang on, I am coming." Finally she came out wearing exactly what she had on in the first place, less the huge bra but reasonably conservative. I did notice that her makeup was perfect, her hair perfect. I have to admit that she still makes me feel a little tug inside when she looks like that. I reached out and undid the top two buttons though, she had them done all the way up to her neck. This let her blouse hang free, just the very top of her breasts peeked out. K..we were ready to go. The nice thing about a party right next door is it's just walk out the back, hop the fence, and we are there! I had a couple of bottles of very nice wine, Sally had her big bowl of Potato salad that will put everyone on the planet's recipe to shame. I have honest to God seen people scrape the remains from the bottom of the bowl at parties. David was playing chef, he had a barbeque going, I could smell Mesquite in the air, it was going to be good. He had a huge pile of ribs standing on end, it looked like enough to feed half of New York. They were already getting that reddish glazed color they get when properly cooked, I knew he had been at it for hours. He had his pants on, thank God. Dana came running up and gave me a kiss that really wasn't exactly neighborly, I managed to pull away just as her tongue started to dart into my mouth. Not that I minded but Sally was right beside me. Then Dana grabbed Sally and kissed her too, almost making her drop her bowl of salad. I rescued it just in time, realizing that Dana was a good three sheets to the wind already. I looked over at the pool, two guys and one cute little redhead that couldn't be more than 20 were in there, I looked again. Yep, naked. I grabbed a brew and wandered over to the edge of the pool for a better look. I found a lawn chair, they seemed to be everywhere, facing all directions for some reason. I sat and watched the two guys busy trying to play stink finger with the redhead who was fast and slippery both, laughing at their attempts to cop a feel or two. I was enjoying it, getting flashes of freckled titties and a couple of times a shot of a rather heavy red bush. Finally she climbed out, walked right through the group of people and grabbed a towel. A few looked but no one did any double takes. Just then Karla, a 30 something woman who lived one block over with her two brats came by and said hi. She plopped her 40 pound extra frame down beside me. "Nice party." "Yea." Just then there was a huge splash as Dana went into the pool fully dressed, with her drink in her hand. She came up sputtering and crabby, yelling at someone who had obviously given her some assistance. There was another huge splash and Brian, our resident block jerk who had hands that seemed always overly friendly when any lady got close came up sputtering, also fully dressed. Dana climbed out of the pool, stood there dripping for a few seconds, then started peeling off her clothes. When the panties came down I knew that the glance I had gotten a few weeks later was correct, there was no hair down there. Brian was seconds behind her, any excuse at all to be nude around women was fine with him. He reached out to pat Dana on the ass but she scooted away with a laugh. The party seemed to be getting a bit different. Ohsure, our block has lots of parties, and I had noticed folks slipping off here and there, it seems there was a lot of hanky panky going on in our bunch. But Sally and I always stayed out of it as much as possible, just watching the shenanigans and getting a kick out of it all. I looked around for the redhead, no sign of her or the two guys she had been in the pool with. Dana wrapped a towel around herself but didn't get dressed, Brian just wandered around naked making a fool out of himself. Finally he ambled over and sat down next to Karla, she seemed pleased at the attention. The food was good, we all ate more or less in shifts, Sally's salad went the way it always does, I managed one serving for myself before it was all gone. The ribs were hot and spicy, delicious too. Plus there was beer around, but nobody was really getting messed up except for Dana, she was pretty plastered. I watched as she and another guy I really didn't know sat down on a couch over under the awning they had put up, and they proceeded to start making out. David was putting away the cooking equipment, still wearing pants but he had lost his shirt. I expected him to take note of his wife, in just a towel, playing some fairly serious petting games on the couch but he ignored that. The towel wasn't staying in place very well, either. Then when David paired up with the redhead, and it became obvious that folks were slipping off in all directions, it was time for Sally and I to go. We said our goodnights to no one in particular, and no one paid any attention. We hopped the fence and went back to our house. The Couple Next Door The few beers I had had were beginning to catch up with me, so I went off to bed, Sally was sitting watching the last half of some movie. "Coming?" "I will be up in a few minutes, night." "K..Night." Something woke me up, I reached for Sally, she wasn't there. I looked at the clock, it was 1:30 AM. That was odd. I got up and checked the living room, the TV was still going, no Sally. Now what the hell? I looked out the window towards next door, I could see Sally sitting over by the pool, David was sitting in one of their lawn chairs right next to her. Yep. Naked again, and even though it was a bit dark, I could see his cock was hard, pointing straight up. They were sitting there talking away like everything was perfectly normal. That didn't look too goddamed perfectly normal to me. Sure Sally was dressed, if you can call her white bathrobe dressed. I had no idea how long she had been over there, apparently she had gotten ready to come to bed then decided to go back. All right. I was pissed off. I jerked on a pair of shorts, went out the back and hopped the fence. "What is going on?" I demanded. "Nothing. No one was around so I came over to cool off in the pool." Cool off? Pool? I knew damn good and well Sally didn't have a stitch on under that robe, and fucking David was sitting there with his fucking dick pointed straight up, completely unconcerned about it. "You mean?...You..." I waved my hand at the pool. "Yes, just a swim. The David came out so we were talking." Talking. Yea, sure. "I suppose you were..." My voice trailed off. "Undressed? Well, yes, I was swimming." Now I WAS pissed off, but at the same time I got a funny feeling in my loins at the idea of her naked in front of him. I gave up, plopped down on a lawn chair on the other side of her. "Wow, two great looking guys all for me!" Sally wisecracked, a hint of huskiness in her voice. I recognized that. "I need to take another dip." she said, fanning herself with the now cool evening air. I didn't say a word, she got up, slipped the robe back off her shoulders, stepped forward and jumped into the pool feet first. "Sally is really beautiful." David said. "Yes, that is true." I responded as she slowly stroked her way across the small pool. It was light enough that we could see her clearly, yet dark enough to offer some consideration to modesty, not much. I had never seen Sally completely nude before in front of anyone, just topless the one time at a resort when everyone was. David was watching her intently, still sporting that huge erection that somehow I was strangely getting used to. I realized I was getting one of my own. "Tough not to do that when a lady like that is around, huh?" David said, waving at the bulge growing in my shorts. That embarrassed me some. "Relax." He said, sitting up. Just then Sally climbed out of the pool and headed our way, droplets of water glistening in the faint light as she approached. She looked like some vision out of the movies. She took her damned sweet time, too, stopping at the foot of our chairs, reaching for a towel. Then she proceeded to dry herself off, first her hair and upper body, then as she got to her legs she put her left foot on my chair, slowly wiping down her leg, then all the way back up to the dark shadow at her crotch. She put her foot back on the cement, then lifted her right leg and put it on David's chair. She repeated the motion, looking me right in the eyes as she did so. Her expression was fathomless, it was deliberate, almost a challenge to me to say something. Then she lay down between us, not bothering to cover up. I realized I felt silly again, sitting there with my shorts on. I sat there in silence, the idea of my wife laying there completely nude next to me and a naked man with a full blown erection was confusing as hell. "You really do have a beautiful body." David piped up with. I was wanting the fucker to shut up. "Thanks, I try to keep in shape." Sally flashed him a huge smile. "You aren't too bad yourself." she said, looking down at his cock, now seeming to be even bigger. "Well, you do have that effect on a man." He countered with almost a purr in his voice. Now this was too damned much, the guy was hitting on my wife right in front of me. I jumped up and peeled my shorts off, instantly regretting the decision as my own erection sprang into view. "Hey, not too bad yourself!" David said. Great. Just what I want, some guy complimenting my cock. I sat down quickly, feeling completely stupid, inadequate even though I am no slouch in the dick department. I don't care what anybody says, there is just nothing normal or innocent about two naked men with erections sitting next to a stark naked woman at 2:00 AM in the morning. Then damned if the conversation didn't turn to everything from our block neighborhood association rules and out respective tax bases like we were at a Sunday social or something. That went on for a good half hour, our erections even subsided finally. I was getting tired but I was going to hang on no matter what, no way in hell was I going to go back to my house and leave my Sally sitting there naked next to this guy who seemed to get a fucking woodie at everything. Finally Sally stretched and yawned, got up. We said out good nights and went back to our house. I suppose I should say I was all excited and we made mad crazy love but I was just tired and pouting a little bit, to be honest. I climbed into bed and slept like a stone. Coffee was what woke me up, the Sun shining in my window. I pulled on just a pair of shorts against what I knew was going to be another warm day, went looking for some. Sally was bustling around the kitchen, I heard her humming before I got there. "Morning, honey!" she said brightly, placing some Eggs Benedict and a cup of Java in front of me. She reached over and slid some hash browns onto my plate, all crisp and brown just like I like them. I looked her over as I ate, she had on a pair of simple white cotton panties and a pullover top that hung out from her tummy and only came halfway down. It flashed in my mind that she had laid there on the lawn chair beside David and me last night, stake naked and unconcerned. Not like her. Not like her at all, at least that is what I had thought. She often dressed a little sexy, she knew I seemed to like that, but naked? I shook my head, realizing it was probably more the idea that David seemed to have a goddammed magic pecker than anything else. I suppose it might have been better if he tried to hide or cover up just a little bit, but he didn't. He just hung it out there in front of everybody pretty much all the time. "So about last night..." I let my voice trail off. "Oh that was nothing, I just wanted a swim and David just happened to come out and catch me." "But you were...." "I know. But so was he, so I thought.." "Thought what?" "That it wouldn't matter. You aren't mad, are you?" "Well...No, not really, I guess." "I know you like me being..sexy sometimes." I just looked at her. "Well, that was pretty sexy!" I laughed. Yea, I guess it was. I gave her a hug which led to a bit more and in no time at all I was sliding those white panties down and off of her, my breakfast forgotten. Sally was fussed up and ready, the moment my fingers slipped between her lips, parting them, she flooded. We ended up screwing on the kitchen floor, something we hadn't done since we were kids. She went down on me again, too, another thing that she rarely does. This was one of those long holiday weekends, so we planned on sitting around the house, then perhaps later heading off to the beach about 8 miles away, do some Sun and just let the time go by. I was packing a small basket when I heard voices, sure enough, looking out, Sally was leaning over the fence talking to David and Dana. Dana looked a little like she had been run over, david looked fresh as a fucking daisy. Mercifully he had his pants on. Sally came back into the kitchen just as I was slipping a bottle of wine inside the basket. "Can David and Dana come with us?" "I thought it was going to be just us?" "Well, I happened to mention we were going, and they asked. We really can't say no." "Sure, no reason why not." I closed the basket, maybe a bit harder than I needed to. David and Dana piled in the back of my Dodge van and we drove down to the beach. We found a nice area a bit off to ourselves, away from the younger people who spent a lot of time making racket and bouncing balls all over the place. Dana slid her swimsuit cover off, revealing a tiny pink thing that by no stretch of the imagination could be called a bathing suit. Her nipples actually peeked out both sides of what pretended to be a top, and the bottoms were a little patch of cloth, if she had pubic hair most of it would show. Plus the material was so thin it conformed perfectly to her. There was no way she could stay in that thing, I got the idea she didn't intend to. I half expected David to just drop his drawers and let his pecker poke at the sky, but he did have on a suit bottom, some kind of elastic thing that didn't do a hell of a lot of good. I could make out that big Egg shaped knob I had seen before clear as day. So I sat there feeling funny again in my black bathing suit with legs. Sally wore her Yellow bikini, now it was risque', but she looked like a Nun compared to Dana. Dana plopped down on her stomach, of course with her butt pointed right at me. The string around the back did nothing, I tried to ignore her but my eyes betrayed me, they kept going right to the swell of her ass. It was brown, too, it had seen the Sun before. I cracked the wine and it was good, we all had a couple of glasses. A couple of younger men walked by pretty close, I saw one elbow the other, they did a doubletake at Dana's bare ass. Sally wanted some water, so she hopped up and headed towards the concessions, actually just a bench and some coolers set up under an umbrella about 100 yards down the shoreline. Of course, David hopped up to go with her. I watched as they walked away, noting the twitch in Sally's behind as she walked, a bit more than normal. That left me sitting with Dana, I took the opportunity to look her over more closely since she was facing away from me. The string of her bottoms vanished into the cleft of her behind, she really did appear to be completely nude. Just then she rolled her hips, scooted her legs apart, the darker brown of her anus partially appeared. Then she moved again, parted her legs even more, now I was getting a boner at the view. "Dan? Is the Sun getting in between my legs? I don't want any white areas." "Yes, mostly." She opened her legs even wider. The thin string came up inside her, I could see both lips clearly, even see the button of her clit with the string just alongside. My cock was now raging and even in my fairly conservative shorts there was no place to hide the thing. I tried to look away but she was right in front of me, I just kept going back to the view just six feet in front of me. I looked down the beach to where Sally was, she and David were leaning on the bench under the umbrella, drinking water and talking. Sally was standing close. Too close. "Dan?" "What, Dana?" "Please put some oil on me?" "Oil?...I..." I hesitated, in my current state I was thinking that maybe I shouldn't even get up." "Oh come on. I don't want to burn." I picked up the bottle of tanning oil, poured a dollop on my hands, spread it on her shoulders, down her sides. "Get my legs, please." I wanted to, and I didn't want to. I looked down the beach, David and Sally were still talking, not looking our way. David had his hand on Sally's arm doing something, then he took her water bottle, set it down, turned her hand palm up. That seemed odd to me. "Dan!" Dana was insistent now. Just hell. I got on my knees by her legs, spread the oil. Her mostly base pussy was right there, her legs were open, completely on display and she knew it. Just hell. I stopped about halfway up her thighs, did the other leg. "Higher." I spread some more, trying to ignore the view, a drop of moisture formed a small bulge there now, she was liking this. "Higher, where the lighter area is." The "lighter area" was...I sighed, tried to get myself under control. I spread the oil up the inside of her thigh, let my finger slicken a line right alongside one pussy lip, she let out a little moan. No mistaking that reaction, I covered the other side the same way. "More." Good grief. I was about to come in my pants, and I had a wife just 100 feet down the beach! I reached in, added some more oil, then did it again. I even felt the edge of her button as my fingers worked the oil in, I was now losing control of myself, basically masturbating her on a public beach. "How's it going?" I heard Sally say. I looked around, my wife was standing right behind me, here I was caught with my hand pretty much up my neighbor's wife's snatch, and sporting a hardon that no one could miss. Sally had an amused expression on her face, she just sat down as I jerked my hand away, trying to look innocent. "She didn't want to burn..." I said, lamely. "I see that.." her voice dripped with sarcasm. David just grinned, sat down next to Dana, patted her on the behind. "David is a palmreader." Sally popped up with, out of the clear blue sky. Ok. That's what he was doing with her hands. Glad for anything at all to change the subject, I pretended interest. The next thing I know David is sitting cross-legged in front of me, and reading my palm for me. The way he sat let his cock lay all the way to his hip under the thin material, and I was uncomfortable as hell again. I tried to ignore it as he driveled on and on about my "long lifeline" and other bullshit. Try that sometime. My eyes kept going back, I finally got my hand free and scooted away close to Sally. But he persisted, he had Sally sit in front of him, even reaching out and pulling her closer. She sat crosslegged, their knees overlapping, which put his crotch less than a foot from her crotch. He cradled her hand, palm up, and offered up some more crap about money in her future and all of that as I sat there seething. I just wanted to go home. Finally her let her go, we sat around soaking up the Sun mostly in silence. Sally aly down on her stomach, undid her top and pushed the straps aside. Of course she lay down with her ass facing David, I noticed he kept sneaking glances between her legs. Of course Sally's suit bottom was pretty conservative, it covered more than half the cheeks of her ass, well, until she reached back and tucked it in. And David was getting a hardon. I would have called the day and just gone home but Dana was still laying there with her beaver hanging out, and just then she decided to roll over. Both patches on her nipples were slid out of place, so was the patch on her pussy. She just lay back and closed her eyes, which didn't help my response one bit. So now here David and I sat, Sally's ass bared to our view, Dana for all purpose naked. He elbowed me. "We sure do have a fine pair of ladies!" "Yea." I managed to grunt. Just then Sally asked me to go get her another water. "Hey, grab me one too, bud." David said. I dutifully got up, made my way half hopping across the hot sand, happy to reach the shade of the umbrella. I ordered two bottles of cold water, looked back. David was on his knees by Sally already, spreading oil on her bare back. All right, I figured that Sally was a little pissed at me, and was getting even. I cleverly figured that this was an out for me, I could always accuse her of doing the same thing, so I settled back to watch. Besides, Sally had on a nice conservative suit, so she was showing nothing, really. I took a pull on the water bottle, feeling pretty proud of myself. David spread the oil over her back quickly, then down her sides. I knew he touched the sides of her bare breasts, that didn't bother me too much. Then he started in on her legs. His hands covered the calves quickly again, I was just thinking that that was pretty much the end of it when he reached up and pulled the back of her bottoms halfway down. He spread some more oil, but instead of pulling them back up, he ran his hands up her thighs. Way up. I watched intently as his fingers lingered, slid under the material. I realized he now had his fingers either right on her or damned close, and I waited for Sally's protest. She didn't, instead she opened her legs in invitation. He took the invitation, and his hands went right back in there, even farther this time. Sally wasn't protesting, she was responding. I realized I had finished the water bottle, so I ordered another, then did the hot sand gauntlet back down there. David was on his knees facing away from me as I approached, I angled over to the side so I could see what he was doing as I walked up behind. His hands were stroking Sally's pussy, the suit pulled aside, she was in clear view and obviously she was close to orgasm. "Here's the water!" I said, way too loudly. David turned and took one, handed the other to Sally who looked up at me through slitted eyes. Then he sat back down next to Dana. Sally sat up, adjusted her clothing, her look was now a little sheepish. We all packed up and left soon after that, headed back to our houses. "Nice day, thanks!' David waved as they went inside. I went in and popped a brew, clicked on the TV. Sally went into the bathroom, I heard the shower running in short order. Things seems ominously quiet around our place for several days. We only saw david and Dana briefly after that for several days, just a wave and a hello arriving or leaving, I spotted her sunbathing a few times out in the back yard but stayed clear of her. I was out working on my models one afternoon at least a Month later when I heard a shout, I looked out to see Dana, she had been up on a ladder doing something, maybe trying to clear the eaves. She had slipped, one leg between the rungs and the other out in space, she was hanging on with one hand and just to fall a good six feet head first. I dropped my model and dashed out the door, vaulted the fence and got there just as her arm gave out. I caught her, lowered her to the ground. "Are you all right?" "Yes, I think so." She started to get up the one leg wouldn't hold her. I looked down, it was already swelling rapidly. I picked her up and carried her over to our house since I knew David wasn't home, I had seen him leave earlier. Sally looked at me oddly as I walked in carrying Dana, then she realized, said, "Oh, My!" and went to get some ice packs. I set Dana down on the couch, checked her lag. The step had raked her knee and thigh harshly, there was a red abrasion going all the way up and past the edge of the pant leg of the shorts she wore. Sally came out, washed the abrasion and applied some disinfectant, then the cool ice packs. "We need to take those off." Sally said. Dana just nodded, I got up to leave. "No, it's all right, nothing you haven't seen before." With that she undid the top button unzipped and peeled the shorts down her legs. There was a nasty bruise right alongside her vagina, apparently she had slipped and dropped onto the step, then flipped over, barely catching herself. Sally carefully washed her, then applied the cold pack to that area too. I turned to watch TV, some court case thing. I was just getting interested in two black lesbiens yelling at each other when the phone rang. It was David, looking for Dana. I explained about the accident, he said he would be right over. He came rushing through the door concerned, and came to a stop at the sight of Dana leaning back on the couch as Sally held a cool ice pack to her leg and groin. He looked at me oddly, I gave him an innocent smile. The Couple Next Door Ok, silly I know, but I was one peek up on him. They stayed for several hours as the injury was brought under control, finally David helped Dana limp home. The nice bottle of wine and the flowers came the next day, that was nice, plus the simple "Thank you" note. We more or less forgot about it. A week later, I was out back pulling weeds around my Cucumber plants, Dana appeared at the fence. "How is your leg?" I smiled. "Doing fine, it is still a little discolored but I will be fine." She hopped over the fence, I showed her my plants, now getting big with small fruits and flowers all over. In short order she was helping me pull offending weeds, the top she had on exposed her breasts clear to the nipples but to be honest I was getting used to seeing her naked or nearly naked. "Come on over for some iced Tea?" she asked after we had finished. It sounded good, I said sure. I sat on their couch as Dana made a pitcher and brought it out, sitting directly across from me. "Where is David?" I asked curious. "He is off bidding a job, he won't be back until Friday." I knew he had something to do with construction but I had never asked. We had small talk as we sipped the tea, it was good and cold. "I was wondering?" she asked. "What?" "Would you rub my leg. With some oil?" "Can't you do that yourself?" I asked, hesitant. "Yes, but it's not the same. David usually does, but he will be gone all week. Maybe Sally?" "No, it's all right, I will do it." I went and got a towel to put under her, stretched her leg out and gently began to rub the sore area. She settled back with a smile, let her leg flop over against me. I just continued gently rubbing and she seemed to relax against me. I stopped just shy of the leg opening of her shorts, being careful. "Higher." I blinked, this was just like at the beach. I rubbed a little higher, letting my fingers slide up inside the legs of her shorts a bit. I could feel the swelling in my loins, she felt it too. The next thing I knew her shorts were undone and I was sliding them down her legs. There was nothing coy this time, my hands went directly to her sex, pressing and rubbing the slippery flesh with my fingers. I even let one finger slip inside, she did't resist, instead she pressed against my hand for more. I rolled over, leaned down,pressed my mouth to her, lost in the sensations as my tongue found her button and she orgasmed violently. Then almost in a dream, she turned, opened my pants and engulfed me. I only lasted a minute or so and shot off, she gulped and swallowed eagerly, clamping down at the last second to suck me dry as my head exploded with pleasure. As I came back to the here and now she was saying, "You can fuck me, Oh God Yes! Fuck me!" as her hips squirmed and worked around trying to get into position. I held her and stopped her. "Oh God, What have I done?" I thought. What would Sally say? "No. I can't." I told her. I almost ran for the door, hopped over the fence. Sally was sitting at our kitchen table when I walked in, her eyes told me she knew something had happened, I don't cover my tracks very well. I sat down, waiting for the storm. "Well, did you fuck her?" There was a big hint of sarcasm in her voice. "No." "Why not?" "I don't know, I just couldn't." "You can if you want to, you know." "What!" "Yes, if you want to, I won't mind." "But..? Why?" "Well, then I can fuck David and not feel guilty." "You mean..You WANT to?" "Yes, ever since I first saw that thing I wanted to, no point in hiding it. And I know you like Dana." "Yes, but.." Hell, this was not something we had ever discussed. "Look. Just Go. Go fuck her, it will be all right." She still had that tone that made me unsure. "I don't think this is a good...." Sally jumped up, grabbed my hand. "Come on, I will help you!" Moments later, we knocked on Dana's door. She answered, saw the two of us and smiled. "Dan is here to fuck you!" Sally said bluntly. Dana got a funny look on her face, looked at me. I just shrugged. Then she started laughing. "Let's both fuck him!" she said. Then her voice got husky, she looked at sally. "Plus let's fuck each other!" They smiled at each other, seeming to forget me for a moment as Sally went inside. Hell, I was just standing there on the porch, not a clue as to what to do. Then Dana turned and grabbed my arm, pulling me inside, shutting the door. I was wondering what the fuck? I was also thinking that this was going to be one FUN summer. MGM The Couple Next Door I'm Eric. I'm around thirty, fit and healthy, with a good job. Not married and currently between girlfriends, a state that I don't expect to last for long. I live in a semi-detached house at the end of a court. I mention this because it means that apart from me and the couple next door, there are no passers-by. We do get the odd salesmen, but not many of them. The couple next door are Bethany and Neil. They're both in their early twenties. Bethany is a very pretty girl. A bit shallow and a trifle vain but really just your everyday young woman. A little hot-headed at times, I've noticed, and also rather pigheaded. When she and Neil argue, Bethany generally wins by outlasting him. She certainly doesn't win on logic, because I've heard some of their arguments. They can be a bit loud at times. Neil is rather more placid than Bethany, which makes me wonder at times how the two of them ever got together. To put it mildly, I'd categorise Neil as a wimp, first class. He really needs to start pulling Bethany into line. It had been a hot day, and I was sitting on my veranda, enjoying the evening breeze, just relaxing with a beer. After a while I'd go in and watch the game on TV. It was a nice peaceful moment, one of those moments that are hard to come by. My peaceful moment was ruined when Bethany and Neil came out to sit on the bench on their veranda. Apparently their house was still a bit hot and they had decided to catch the breeze as well. It also quickly became apparent that they'd been arguing while in the house, and were bringing their argument with them. Neil was being straightforward and reasonable. (In my opinion.) Bethany was being petty and rude. (Also in my opinion.) He'd make a telling point and Bethany would completely ignore it and argue about some irrelevant triviality. She'd have made a fine politician. It was pretty clear who'd win in the long run. Like I said, Neil was a wimp, and he wouldn't put his foot down. Or plant it firmly up her arse which is what he should do. Bethany's capacity for carping, and her ability to total ignoring the truth and the issue at hand, was going to win out in the end. They both totally ignored me of course. I was sitting only a few feet away and could hear everything but they didn't give a damn. Neither did they give a damn that they were spoiling my peaceful evening. I was about to give it up and go inside when I decided why the hell should I? I walked over to the railing separating the two verandas and stepped over it. "You know, Neil," I said to him, "you're phrasing your arguments to Bethany all wrong. Would you like me to show you the correct way?" He gave me a sour look, knowing he was getting no place, and assuming that I'd have no better luck. I sat on the bench next to Bethany and nodded to her, smiling. Then I pulled her so she fell across my knee, flicked her skirt up out the way and landed a hard spank on her bottom. Bethany squealed and Neil laughed. "That was just the warm up," I told Neil. "The full argument should be delivered on a bare bottom. If you'd be so kind?" I indicated Bethany's panties and, still laughing, Neil pulled them down and off. Bethany gave another indignant squeal at this but then she had other things to be concerned about. I gave Bethany half a dozen good solid spanks to her bottom, while she squealed and wriggled. Wondering just how gullible Neil was, I paused for a moment. "Bethany would feel this a lot more if you took off her top as well. Being spanked while naked is rather embarrassing for a young lady, as well as painful. So if you don't mind?" I'll give the idiot this much, he did hesitate. "We are outside," he said. "What if someone comes past?" "We're at the end of the court," I pointed out. "Nobody ever comes past here." That seemed to satisfy him and he promptly pulled off Bethany's top before undoing her bra and removing that as well. Bethany squealed and gave her opinion of this desecration, but it didn't help much. She was still naked bar her skirt which was rucked up around her waist. I gave Bethany another half dozen good firm spanks. Neil was still laughing as he listened to Bethany squealing. I wondered if he'd have laughed as loud if he'd noticed that my non-spanking hand was caressing Bethany's breast while I spanked her. Pausing after those half dozen spanks I turned to Neil again. "It is important not to overdo the spanking," I told him. "It's wise to check and see how the little woman is handling it. Like this." My hand slipped between Bethany's legs and I inserted a finger between her lips, pressing in deeply. She was quite hot and rather wet, and the way she squirmed under my touch she was rather excited, too. Unfortunately, she squealed in indignation when my finger slipped into her, so I had to shake my head in sorrow. "Not quite done, it seems," I said, and resumed the spanking. More by bad luck that deliberate design, a number of the next few spanks landed on Bethany's pussy, stinging it to the sound of protesting squeals. Stopping again, my hand went wandering around and my finger went investigating inside Bethany. Now she was wetter than ever, and I could feel her clamping down on my finger as I moved it inside her. She was also not squealing, just gasping slightly as I stirred around inside her. "I think you'll find that Bethany agrees that you were right and she was wrong," I told Neil. "Isn't that right, Bethany?" Bethany was quickly nodding her head in agreement. "Ok, now if you'll please stand up and lean over the veranda railing," I told Bethany, and she hastened to obey. I'd stood up and moved behind Bethany, undoing my zip as I went. I had my cock out and was in the process of sliding it into Bethany when Neil finally realised what I was doing. "Hey!" he squawked, "What are you doing?" "Oh I'm just emphasising my mastery to Bethany," I told him. "Women are funny that way. They expect the man who spanks them to take them afterwards as a sign that we're accepting their submission. Isn't that right, Bethany?" Bethany was nodding her head and at the same time pushing back against my cock, encouraging it to enter her faster. Neil wasn't laughing any more. He didn't seem to know what to do. "But we're outside," he protested. "You can't just bend Bethany over and fuck her in the middle of the street like this." "You worry too much," I told him. "There's no one watching." By this time I was not only in Bethany but drilling her hard, while she was eagerly lifting her bottom to meet me. She may not have enjoyed the spanking, but getting screwed by me out on the front veranda in front of her husband and the whole wide world was exciting her. She could always claim that she'd had no choice. She was, however, quite enthusiastic about accepting the terrible position she'd been forced into. Having no idea when wimp boy would come to his senses and realise I had no right to be doing my best to screw his wife senseless, I set to with a will. I reached around to capture the breasts that Neil had so thoughtfully exposed while I also put in some serious pussy pounding. I smacked into Bethany just as hard and fast as I could, while Bethany reacted positively, pushing back hard to meet me. We seemed to be in agreement that our sex would have to be hard and fast so that we might reach our climaxes before Neil overcame his wimpishness and protested. We were both breathing hard as we came together. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "You may want to prepare to have a go at Neil for putting you in this position," I told her. "Preferably before he has a go at you for submitting." Fortunately, Neil ran out of time before he could launch a protest. I felt myself coming and thrust even harder into Bethany, finding her primed and ready to explode. She squealed as I finished inside her, gasping and shuddering as she had her own climax. I stepped away from Bethany, leaving her bending over the veranda railing and gasping. I turned to Neil. "You see," I said to him. "You just have to demonstrate who's in charge. If she tries to give you a hard time about letting her have this little lesson, repeat it. Toss her over your knee and spank her and then finish up by showing you're her master." With that I stepped back across to my own side of the veranda and went inside. I waited just inside my front door, watching. I had a good view of Bethany and Neil's veranda from there. Bethany finally straightened up from where she was leaning against the rail and came out fighting. She started to give Neil what for, but then things went slightly awry for her. Neil must have got himself an erection watching Bethany get balled, as he finally showed some balls of his own. Bethany had barely got started on Neil when he grabbed her. He dropped onto the bench, dragging Bethany across his lap as he did so. "You're a slow learner, aren't you, Beth," he told her, and I saw his hand rise and fall with a loud slapping sound. Neil suddenly seemed to realise that he'd got away with it and he set to work with a will. Poor Bethany had her tail soundly roasted for a second time. When he finished, I thought for a moment that he was going to bend Bethany over the rail and take her then and there, but he wimped at that. He dragged her inside where I have no doubt he did his manly best.