2 comments/ 45770 views/ 3 favorites Susan's Landscaping Adventure By: dude23L Racking my brain, trying to figure out which of my wife Susan's fantasies she referred to after a glorious romp, when she asked me, "Want to know what I fantasize about when we're fucking?" Of course I do, but the kicker was the "No, if I told you what it was, I'm afraid you might want to try it." What the hell is there to be afraid of here??? I knew her fantasy had to include another woman – we never told stories involving multiple male participants. Not sure why, but most of our fantasy scenarios are about two women... Maybe she has her own Allyson backyard fantasy... * * * * * As I followed the lawnmower around its almost programmed path, I realized how much I enjoyed being out of the office. On a day like this – cloudless, with a breeze that was just strong enough to cool the dripping sweat – there was no doubt. As I moved into the back yard, I noticed Allyson walking around, dragging a towel and tote bag out into the yard next door. She made two more trips back to the house before she lighted. "Out for some sun," I thought – good day for it. I had pared my own wardrobe down to bikini top and shorts so I could revel in the baking rays as I worked. My attention continued to drift back into Allyson's yard as she spread the towel, looked over at me and waved. She was far from the house, and had settled on a spot that was most visible to me as I worked the machine back and forth in the familiar back yard pattern. That was Ok. Allyson was an attractive woman with a great figure – one of those who worked hard at staying toned. As she pulled her t-shirt over her head, I had to blink the sweat from my eyes to see if the bikini top she wore was anything more than just red string – the patches of cloth covering her breasts did a poor job of concealing anything. The thong was just as skimpy, too. She made a show of bending over and getting everything adjusted – as much flesh as she displayed, I wondered why she wore that thing at all. I had occasionally fantasized about being with another woman, but only fantasies – Allyson's show was demanding so much of my attention, I was relieved to finish the lawn. As I followed the mower back towards the house, I was almost mesmerized watching her slowly spreading oil on her arms and shoulders. She stopped me in my tracks as she boldly stared and moved her hands down to her breasts, only stopping to squirt a generous stream of tanning oil into the valley of her cleavage. "God, it's hot," she muttered. She was right, but I wasn't sure she was talking about the weather. "I've got some lemonade over here. Come get some." Allyson continued to spread oil over her stomach, rubbing down toward her legs. The mild breeze began to cool me off – at least from the exertions of the yard work. I realized that the display of tanned, glistening flesh was having its effect on me. "OK, sure." Crossing through a break in the low hedges that separated our yards, I became aware that my nipples had become erect. I glanced down and noted they were making a very visible statement through the sweat-soaked top that clung to my breasts. "Help your self," Allyson nodded and pointed with her foot in the general direction of her bag. I found a thermos and looked for a cup. "I usually just drink from the Thermos. Go ahead." She had started spreading the oil over her legs now. I raised the Thermos to my lips, and almost choked when she spread her legs for oiling up the inner thighs. The thong was starting to slip between her lips, providing a graphic display of her shaved pussy. She acted like I wasn't even there, casually spreading the oil. "Will you do my back for me?" I capped the Thermos and put it down as she handed me the oil. She flopped down in front of me, her head at my feet. I stepped around her and kneeled at her side, not even thinking about what was happening – just reacting. I squeezed a line of oil across her shoulders and started spreading it. Allyson's skin felt hot from the sun. "Untie me – I would hate to get a tan line." Now that she mentioned it, I realized there were no tan lines anywhere. I slipped the knots and brushed the strings aside. Allyson reached under her chest and pulled the top away, tossing it onto the grass. I worked my way down her bare back, mindlessly working the oil into her flesh. Without a thought, I skipped right past the string of the thong and proceeded to dribble oil on Allyson's ass cheeks in a random pattern. As I spread the oil and worked it under the thong, the impulse hit me – I untied the knots on each side and slowly pulled the string floss from her crack, muttering, "No lines." I finished her back, her ass, and her crack, lightly brushing oil over her asshole. As I prepared to move down her body to get the backs of her legs – really wanting to see her pussy, so I could tell if she was getting wet like I was – she rolled over and sat up, tossing the thong to join the discarded top. "Your turn," as she reached for the oil. Why not? We swapped places and I caught a look at her crotch. Her lips looked aroused; puffy and swollen, glistening in the sun. As I was getting settled, she released the catch on my top. "No more tan lines." I raised my body as she removed my top, her nipples rubbing my back as she pulled it over my head. Then she started with the oil. "Just in time here- you're getting red." As she worked down to my shorts, I wondered how far she'd go. I got my answer; she smacked me on the ass and began to push the elastic band of the shorts down and I lifted my ass from the towel. Allyson reached over and grabbed the shorts and pulled them down, taking the bikini with them. My ass was completely exposed as she pushed the wad of clothing down to my knees. She smacked my ass again, and I lowered myself back to the towel. Allyson was much more liberal in applying oil to my ass – not just a few drops scattered randomly, but a gush that seemed to target my asshole. She snaked a hand down my crack and began to spread the oil – now it was both hands, each working a cheek; rubbing them, pulling them apart, squeezing them together, rubbing a hand or finger across my butthole. I could feel the fire building inside my pussy – I was waiting for her to touch it, wanting her to touch it, then she stopped. "Legs." She crawled down to my feet and finished stripping my shorts. Not sure what she did with them, and didn't care as she started at my feet and worked her way up each leg, still never touching my pussy. But I knew, as she worked my legs and they spread open, she could see everything, see how aroused I had become. I kept my pubes trimmed very short, neat, and they didn't really hide anything. Another smack on my ass. "Now for the front," she had an almost commanding tone. I obediently rolled over and lay there with my eyes closed as she oiled me up; still never touching my pussy, and only giving my breasts a perfunctory tweak as she oiled my front in a very methodical and businesslike manner. Allyson leaned over and gently caressed my face, looking into my eyes as she wiped the last of the oil from her hands. Her head cast a shadow on my face as she leaned over, her breast hanging down and brushing lightly across my chest. "I think that about does it. You won't have to worry about burning now." But what about my pussy? "I think we missed a spot," as I lifted myself up on my elbows, looking down at my oiled body. I was really pretty shy, and my tan lines proved that I just didn't go around naked outside – like ever. Allyson was on her knees, fumbled in her bag and came out with a small, clear vial. "I know," and she blushed. "But the regular oil's irritating. Hold out your hand." She squeezed oil from the vial into my palm. I wasn't sure whether she wanted me to rub it on her or me, so I waited for her to take the lead. I realized I was disappointed when she squeezed oil into her own hand and started rubbing it onto her own shaved lips, but finally getting to stroke myself brought a moan from deep in my throat. Allyson was also rubbing herself, making oily circles around her exposed clitoris, whimpering, "I never knew I'd get so turned on touching another woman. I'm on fire." I reached over and slid a finger between her lips; her slick pussy sucked me in. I slipped a second finger into her pussy, and stuck two from my other hand into my own. I was fucking both of us, and Allyson was thrusting with the rhythm of my hand. Without missing a stroke she moved over and straddled me, turning on top of me and lowering her face to my crotch. She pulled my legs apart and brusquely removed my hand from its work, only to replace it with her mouth, her lips sealing around my pussy in a deep kiss, with her tongue snaking its way from my clit, between the lips and down toward my asshole. I pulled Allyson's crotch to my face and started licking her clit while I continued to finger-fuck her, her oily body sliding on top of me. The "suntan oil" tasted like strawberries and almonds. I pulled my hand out of her pussy – it was making it difficult to get involved in licking her – and reached around her thigh to rub her pussy lips from behind, smearing her juices onto her asshole. The complete lack of hair made it obvious that her pussy was really gushing – As I approached my orgasm from Allyson's tongue-fucking, I felt her begin to shake – I poked a finger into her asshole and started fucking her in rhythm with my licking. It felt like she was pissing on my face when she came – there was such a flood, it pushed me over the edge. Allyson reached back and extracted my finger from her asshole and rolled off of me, lying next to me, trying to catch her breath. Again, I propped myself up on my elbows, surveying the damage. Two naked, sweaty, oily bodies in the sizzling afternoon sun. As the sun baked through my matted pubic hair, I realized that cutting the grass was going to be my new favorite hobby. Susan's Landscaping Adventure Ch. 02 I got off of work early, and headed home to see if Susan was finished, or if there was some yard work she'd left for me. We enjoyed that, but more, we enjoyed cleaning up afterwards. Showering and scrubbing the dirt and sweat away always ended up with the same result – unforgettable lovemaking (always was, it seemed). I went into the house to change, and was surprised at the sight – Susan in the bedroom, naked, very aroused from watching one of "the movies" we occasionally brought out, fumbling with her vibrator. It appeared the batteries were dead. Mine were fully charged, and making a pronounced bulge in my pants – a situation that demanded attention! "Need some help?" I asked as I walked in, already unbuttoning my shirt. "I need to be fucked – right now!" she growled. "The yard proved very stimulating." ""Then I'll have to set the sprinklers to run twice a day." I thought I was such a smartass. Pushing a lawnmower had never had this effect – "Fuck the sprinklers. I had help from Allyson." Allyson's the neighbor – very attractive, great figure, but always seemed prim and stand-offish. "She watched me from her yard – tanning in the smallest little bikini." My mind started racing, imagining different scenarios that would get my wife so aroused. I was stripped now, with my erection standing straight out and throbbing. As I crawled onto the bed, I moved into position to go down on Susan, but her priorities were on fucking. She grabbed me by the hair and pulled me on top of her, moving us into position for some missionary action. She pulled her legs up and spread them, humping her crotch against my rod – rubbing it in her well-lubricated slit – finally reaching down and inserting the head. She moaned – "You should have been here. It was fucking awesome." She proceeded to tell me about the sunbathing exhibition, with Allyson seductively oiling her body, removing her top and playing with her tits, all while my wife watched from our yard. That sounded pretty hot – even before she got to the invitation for lemonade and the oiling of the bodies. "Next thing I know," Susan's telling me as we grind, "I'm rubbing oil all over her back and her ass, she ends up buck-ass naked, and I've got a hand stuck in her crack smearing oil on her asshole." The image building in my mind exceeded anything we've ever seen in our library of videos – probably because of Susan's involvement and narrative of the afternoon's events. I was waiting for Susan to proceed with her exploration of our neighbor's body, and had reached down behind her, rubbing her asshole to mimic the actions of her narrative. "I wanted to rub the backs of her legs, so I could see her pussy, but she sat up. 'Your turn.' I just lay down and let her start oiling my back. She took off my top and pushed my shorts down so I was naked, too." I ground myself deep into her, slowing the pace of my thrusts. I didn't want to stop her story by cumming now! "She never touched my pussy, even when she was kneading my ass and rubbing oil on my asshole." I reached down and started rubbing Susan's asshole again. "She slapped my ass and ordered me to roll over – 'Now for the front!' I rolled over and she oiled me up, but she still wouldn't touch me. Then she stopped. I was really wet – like I am now. She got a special oil for our pussies from her bag, and we started rubbing it on ourselves." Susan's story had me so close to cumming, but I wanted to hear it all. "Allyson was so hot – I reached over and touched her. She's all shaved, and my finger slipped right in. I was fingering both pussies, and she was pinching her nipples. They were oily, and they slipped around under her hands." I pinched Susan's nipples and she moaned, squirming with me buried deep inside, her calves braced on my shoulders. "She pushed me onto my back, and moved on top of me. Allyson pulled my hand away from my pussy and put her mouth over it – I pulled her all the way over me, and was looking right up at her pussy while I still fucked her with my hand." This was too much – I thought I'd shoot right then. "Allyson started licking me – I mean long licks that started at my clit and ended with her tongue swirling on my asshole, and really going over my lips. She started humping her crotch against my hand, and lowered herself to my face. I stopped fingering her and started licking. I wanted us to come together – I knew we were close." So was I. "Allyson's pussy was so wet, and the lotion she used tasted like strawberries – I sucked her clit hard and she really squirmed. Her mouth was like nothing I've ever felt." I started squirming on top of Susan, moving faster in her pussy. "I reached around her leg with my hand and started rubbing her asshole again." I reached down and started rubbing Susan's asshole again. "I stuck a finger in her asshole and started fucking her – poking her and licking her in rhythm with her tongue licking me." I poked my finger two knuckles deep in Susan's asshole and started fucking it in rhythm with the thrusting of my dick. The vivid picture Susan had painted of her encounter with our neighbor, oily, sweaty bodies locked in a slippery sixty-nine in the middle of the backyard, her finger fucking Allyson's asshole was so clear in my mind, the cum seemed to explode from inside of me, spraying the inside of Susan's pussy and bringing her off, too. I pulled my finger out of her ass and rocked back on my knees, bringing her legs together in front of me – squeezing my dick inside of her, then I fell onto the bed, releasing her legs. "That's the hottest fucking story I've ever heard. Truly inspired," I gasped, as I caught my breath. Susan looked up at me and smiled. "Allyson told me to go back tomorrow – that she had something to show me." Susan's Landscaping Adventure Ch. 03 Allyson, my neighbor, sat upright on the towel she'd spread in her back yard for sunbathing. But now she was naked. I was lying there naked, too. We'd lost control of the situation while applying sunscreen, and locked ourselves in a sweaty, slippery 69 just moments before. She looked around, regaining her bearings. "Shit! Ron's gonna' be home in a couple of minutes. I better get inside." She stood up on wobbly legs while I gathered my clothes, randomly scattered around us. "Thanks for the lemonade," as I headed back to my place next door. "Call me tomorrow. There's something I need to show you." That got my curiosity going. What was there left to show me that I hadn't just seen? I showered and lay in the bed, replaying what had just happened. It was obvious that Allyson had come out this afternoon with the explicit goal of seducing me. I'd never even been with another woman, so I wondered what made her think I would go for that? I fumbled for the remote, and started watching one of the Lesbian videos David and I watched. We both preferred them to any of the straight-fucking stuff we had in our meager porn library. As I watched, I started playing with my pussy and was soon all wet – again. I was fiddling with a vibrator when David walked in. "Need some help?" he asked as he started undressing. I could already see the problem he'd have getting his pants off past the growing bulge. As he crawled onto the bed, I started telling him about my close encounter of the "Allyson" kind. We fucked wildly as he made me tell every detail. When I got to the part about fingering Allyson's asshole, he reached down and slipped a finger in mine – my asshole was very slick, what with the fucking and the recount of this afternoon's adventure. It was too much – I started cumming, and the clutching spasms of my pussy brought David off, too. .............. As I stood with my finger pushing Allyson's doorbell the next morning, I wondered what she had to show me, especially after our encounter yesterday. I had waited over an hour after I'd seen Ron leave, and here I was – like an ordinary visit to see a neighbor. I wore a white sundress, and thought I'd spent too much time on my make-up and hair. I rang the bell and Allyson opened the door wearing a white spandex biking outfit – tight shorts that showed everything, and the matching sports bra. She was toweling the sweat from her face as she invited me in. "I was on the bike," she remarked, as I followed her into the kitchen. "Help yourself to the coffee while I clean up." I fixed a cup, and wandered back into the den. I didn't know how long she's be, so I turned on the TV and started surfing, with surprising results – when you got below Channel 2, the video source started changing. Video 3 showed a shot of the side of my house. I looked at the remote, and toggled the "Zoom" button. – sure as hell, the camera was centered on the sliding glass bedroom doors.. I was pretty careless about the blinds and curtains, because I just hated a dark room. I heard Allyson in the kitchen, and turned off the TV, trying to act like nothing was happening, and wondering what the camera really captured. She walked into the den with her coffee, just baggy gym shorts and a T-shirt. "I heard the TV. Did you find anything to watch?" Without hesitation I shot back, "No, did you?" She didn't say anything, but picked up the remote and switched to Video 4. The scene was paused on the same shot of my house, but from the angle of the shadows, I could tell it was late afternoon – the date stamp was yesterday. As the shot zoomed in on the bedroom – open blinds and curtains, of course – and I saw the bottom half of, well, it must have been me, walking around naked. I watched as I sprawled on the bed, lying there for a moment, then reached for the remote. I couldn't say anything – I knew what was coming next. Allyson hit the pause button just as I was starting to play with myself. "Please, don't be pissed. I want you to understand what happened yesterday." She started pressing buttons on the remote, and the image zoomed within the frame – the digital picture quality was incredible, and I realized she was centering the view on one of the pictures on the nightstand. The image was a little fuzzy, but I could tell the glass was clearly reflecting the TV in the bedroom and the lesbian movie that was playing yesterday. Allyson continued to try to explain how Ron was boring, and her fantasies about women, and discovering the free entertainment one evening, and my choice of viewing materials, and I was zoned out trying to decide whether to be pissed off or to play it cool. "I've invaded your privacy, and I'm ashamed of that. Our friendship is something I cherish. I didn't think it would go so far yesterday, and I really just wanted to flirt. I think I deserve to be punished." I tried to act serious. "What do you think would be an appropriate punishment, Allyson? How fucking long have you been watching us?" "Only about a month. Y'all are so hot, and you seem to be going at each other all the time. Ron is such a dork; I can never get him to fuck me. Please forgive me," she pleaded. "Hit the play button," I ordered. The video jerked back to full-frame – there I was starting to run a finger up and down my lips. "So this turns you on?" "Very much," Allyson mumbled, as she stared at the screen. We both continued to watch me on screen. I found it strangely arousing to see myself masturbating, and watching Allyson squirming, sitting next to me on the sofa. That familiar tingling and hardening of my nipples – I was getting turned on. "Allyson, you deserve to be punished for this violation of my privacy. Come over here and bend over my knee." Allyson moved over on the sofa, and dropped to her knees. As she leaned over my legs, I grabbed the waistband of her shorts, and pulled them down roughly, exposing her tanned ass – then I waited. "Watch the fucking movie!" I ordered. I knew we'd soon see David's entry into the scene, and shortly after into me. As we watched him crawl on top of me, I touched Allyson's ass, rubbing it gently, lightly squeezing. My timing was perfect – as David's rod pushed into my wet pussy, the first blow of Allyson's spanking came down hard on her ass. She jumped, but didn't say anything. The blows continued, each one falling in time with David's thrusts. Soon both cheeks were a bright red, and hot to my touch. "Did you see this?" I asked – David was reaching for my asshole, and soon had his middle finger probing in rhythm with his dick. I reached for Allyson's asshole – she spread her legs, allowing access to everything. I touched her pussy – very wet. I used her juices to lubricate her asshole, and started finger-fucking her ass– maintaining the rhythm with the show. She came as fast as I did on screen. I watched as the scene cut abruptly from my bed to the sofa we were on now. Allyson walked into the scene, and undressed quickly. She flopped down on the sofa and started masturbating. She quickly warmed up, and worked her way through an assortment of dildos - each bigger than its predecessor – until she pulled a double-headed monster out and started working it into her pussy. I was so involved, I didn't realize she'd crawled over on the sofa, and was laying back with her legs spread, her index finger drawing small circles around her clit while she watched herself perform on screen. I watched the screen as she fucked over half of that rubber dick into herself. I caught myself fumbling with the buttons to my dress, and was soon unbuttoned up to my waist, the wet crotch of my panties exposed. Allyson moved over to me and reached between the sofa cushions, retrieving the double-headed dildo. The voice from the screen moaned as she fucked herself. "I've always dreamed about having this thing in two pussies at the same time." She rubbed one head over her pussy, and brought it to her mouth. She dredged the other head through her pussy lips until it was slick, then pointed that thing at my face like a loaded gun. I opened my mouth and started licking. It wasn't long until we were both reclined on the sofa, pussy-to-pussy - Allyson naked from the waist down, me with my dress pulled up to my waist and the crotch of my panties pushed to the side - fucking each other with the fake dick. We each worked the dick in until our crotches were grinding together, the double-headed dildo completely buried inside of us. As I reached to touch myself, I found I was touching both of our clits, and we came together, moaning and shaking as we thrust our bodies together. The video ended at some point while we were involved with fucking each other – the screen was blank. I sat up; most of my half of the dildo still inside of me as Allyson also sat up, and I could feel it slip from my pussy. She reached down and started to move it slowly, still enjoying the glow of her orgasm. As I got up and straightened my panties and dress, she stayed on the sofa, still playing with her pussy and that dildo. I told her I needed to go. She looked up and smiled. "Thanks. I have a present for you. It's on the table by the door. Hope you don't mind if I don't see you out." On the table was a DVD in a clear plastic case – no label other than yesterday's date. I hoped she'd give me one from today, too.