13 comments/ 94000 views/ 27 favorites Borrowing the Neighbor's Ass By: handysr Mary blamed the alcohol for starting everything. She knew they were all responsible for their actions, but without the booze they never would have gone a fraction as far as they did. Mary also knew too well that liquor loosens lips, turns off your filter for saying stupid stuff, and lowers your inhibitions. Drinking with good friends sure helps that filter go away too. She just wasn't sure yet if it was a good thing or a bad thing. Every Saturday night, Mary and her husband Mark got together with their neighbors Karen and Roger. It usually involved having dinner and conversation with the couples while their kids played basketball or video games if the weather was bad. Around 9 or 10PM, the kids were sent to their rooms to watch a movie and the adults watched 'their shows' that got turned into drinking games. During bathroom breaks, plus the multiple breaks for shots and refills, the chatting got sillier and raunchier, and two hours of TV shows usually took around three hours to watch. Tonight was different though, they had three shows to watch, and they got a late start on the first show. Because of that, it was already past 1AM and they were really feeling their drinks and they still had one show to go. Roger waved his hand at Mary who had the remote. "Hey, hold up a sec. Look at the rating on this one. It's TV-MA, but it only lists violence and nudity. We take a drink for boobs and dicks, but there's no 'strong sexual content' listed so that means no shots. I think we should start the show off with one, then a few through the rest of the show. What do you all think?" Mary and Karen said 'Yup' at the same time, and Mark got up saying "I'll get the bottle then." A minute later he came out with two bottles. "Sorry guys, we killed the bottle of Fireball, so all we have is one of vodka and one of tequila. Who wants what?" Roger grabbed the vodka. "Like there was even a question for me. You know me well enough to not ask." Karen looked at Mary with a sad face. "Ewww, can I choose neither?" "Nope," Mary replied, "thems the rules. Hey Mark, give us both tequila, ok?" He nodded to his wife as he poured two shots of each drink, then handed them out. They clinked their glasses, and while Karen said "cheers" with the others, her heart wasn't in it. Roger gave his wife an amused look. "Come on babe, we all wanna see your face. You drink first." With a sigh, she mumbled "Fine. You're an ass, by the way." "If I'm lucky, after a few of these shots maybe I'll get to have your ass finally." "Shut up, you KNOW that ain't happening, that is exit only. You've always wanted it, but you will never get that from me. Now quit talking so I can drink." After a short hesitation, she took a deep breath, plugged her nose, and downed the strong drink. Her whole body shuddered and her look of disgust made everyone laugh. "Ugh, that is some nasty stuff straight up!" Roger turned to Mark and whispered loudly "That's exactly how she looks when I make her swallow." She smacked him on the arm. "Use your filter Roger! No one wants to hear that!" Mary looked at her best friend and patted her hand sympathetically. "If his filter is that turned off already, it's gonna be a long night. Sorry girly." Mark was laughing at all this, but interrupted them. "Come on guys, our turn for the shot." The other three tossed back their drinks, and trying to out-do Karen, Mary made a show of a looking satisfied. Her eyes were closed as she leaned her head back, and through a huge smile said "Mmm, ya, that's some good stuff right there." Mark knew she preferred to swallow, so he was going to copy Roger's comment, but Roger was faster on the draw. "Why Mary, that's almost exactly how I pictured your 'O' face." Karen smacked his arm again and gave him a dirty look, but it didn't faze Mary, she was expecting something from him. She did have a hint of a smile though. "I don't know if I should be bothered or not that you already had a mental image of me like that." "Uhhh," Roger stumbled, "well everyone has one, so..." "So you HAVE pictured it in your mind then?" Mary interrupted with a smirk. "Roger, just stop already before you get any deeper in trouble," Karen warned, "we don't need to know what else is in that dirty mind of yours." "Hold on now," he said defensively, "Mark's got the dirty mind, not me, my filter is just more broken than his." "Wait a minute," Mark exclaimed, "don't be dragging me into this." Mary laughed at her husband. "He is right you know. Even though you keep a tight reign on your filter, I know better than anyone here some of the crazy things you come up with. Speaking of which, you should really relax your filter sometimes. Like now." "Ok, fine" he said in mock exasperation, "but you can't get too mad at me if you get shocked at what comes out. It's all gonna be your fault Mary." "Too much talking is going on," Karen interrupted, "I thought we were watching a show." They all agreed, and gave up the chat as Mary pressed play and the show resumed. Over the next half hour, there were only a couple of times that the content of the show made them drink. Roger grabbed the remote to pause it and got up heading for the kitchen. "Enough of this," he said over his shoulder, "we need a shot, this show is killin me here." Everyone got the same drink as last time, but now they all took their shots together. Roger was watching the women again, and he laughed quietly. "Babe, you have got to get better at swallowing. And Mary, you didn't get your 'O' face this time, did we do something wrong?" Proving that his filter was indeed muted, Mark piped in with "So now it's a 'we' thing Roger? I didn't think Mary was into group stuff. She does a lot of fun stuff, but she doesn't share very well." Mary turned to her husband and gave him an appraising look. "Well babe, maybe the answer will change if the question is asked differently. You never really know." Roger turned to Karen and said "See, she likes taking it up the ass, so it can't be all that bad. Hey Mary, you should talk Karen into expanding her horizons. Maybe you two..." "Well now we all know what else is in Roger's mind," Mark interrupted, "not only was my wife's 'O' face in there, but so is her ass. And now apparently he wants to see you two ladies getting it on." "MARK!" cried both Karen and Mary at the same time. Even Roger's mouth had fallen open in surprise. "What?" he asked, "you wanted me to ease off on the filter, so I did. Don't act all shocked, I'm sure the same thoughts were in your heads, but you just couldn't bring yourself to say it out loud." He looked around at the other three but they said nothing, so he continued "Well this is awkward, maybe I should shut up and put that filter back on. I guess if you weren't thinking it before you are now!" He laughed as he imagined them all getting a mental picture because of him. Even though his words were harsh, he wasn't mad, he was just giving Mary some play attitude. "Mark, really?" Mary sighed, "What the hell are we going to do with you? Some things just can't be unheard you know." Roger chimed back in by clearing his throat. "You know Mark, that was kinda epic. I think that deserves another shot. No arguing, just suck up the liquid, then open your throats and let it slide down to your stomachs." He was trying to get a reaction from the girls, but they just gave him a funny look. Karen was the only one who made a funny face from the drink, but Roger ignored it, and Mark couldn't leave well enough alone. "What's the matter babe, you didn't get your 'O' again? Did you need someone's help?" She glared at him, but Mark knew her well enough to recognize the hint of her smile she was hiding. "Maybe later if you behave." Karen stood up and staggered as she tried to catch her balance. "Holy crap! Maybe I should get up more often and not after like three shots. I was gonna just go to the bathroom, but maybe I should hit the kitchen as well for some snacks and water." Mary said "I agree" as she got up as well and headed for the kitchen. Once their backs were to the guys, Roger motioned to Mark for him to follow, and they both headed for the kitchen. Mark stood next to his wife and looked at Roger, noticing the worried look on his face. "You OK Roger?" "I'm just drunk. Guys, I hope I didn't cross the line with those comments about you Mary. I was just being an ass and trying to get a rise out of Karen." "No dude, you're good." Mark said, and Mary nodded her head in agreement. She continued "We all say stuff that may be a teeny tiny bit inappropriate sometimes. We're good friends, and if it was anyone else I probably would have smacked them. You're just lucky I like you." Roger's face relaxed in relief. "Whew, thanks. I think Karen was just pissed about the anal comment. You know I'm the only one of us four that has never done that? Karen did once with a previous boyfriend and hated it, so I will never get that chance." "Well maybe they just did it wrong?" Mary asked, "Mark has messed up a few times and it does hurt if you're not expecting it, or if he's too rough. It's something you have to be in the mood for." "Ya, you tell that to my wife. Go ahead. There is no convincing her. It's not like she will either put out or call in a stunt double or anything like that." Mary looked like she was going to say something, but rolled her eyes and shook her head. She picked up a bag of chips and headed back to the living room. Roger started to follow, but Mark grabbed his arm to hold him back. "I know I got a dirty mind, but I can't think of any way that this conversation could be taken in a non-dirty way." "Very true. I can only imagine what Mary was about to say. And if our wives are in there continuing on that topic I don't know if I want to go in there just yet." "Well let's just give them a minute then." They each had a glass of water and a few snacks from the fridge before deciding they had waited long enough. On the way back to the living room, they peeked in on the kids. Both rooms were full of snoring kids, their TVs playing a movie on repeat. Mark laughed quietly and turned to Roger as they left the hallway. "Looks like they are all spending the night here again. And as long as we don't set off a bomb in the house, they won't have a chance of waking up until 10AM." As they walked into the living room, it looked like they had wasted their time. The girls were sitting in their usual spots gossiping about one of the other neighbors. They didn't show any reaction to the guys walking in. As they got to the couch, Mary poured out two shots of vodka. "I know we just had one, but we each had another, so now it's your turn boys. Then we need to talk." Roger and Mark looked at each other, slightly confused, but Roger's pulse quickened. The only thing in his mind is that Mary had somehow talked Karen into letting him try for anal sex! She was easily drunk enough tonight. After shooting their drinks, they guys sat on the couch next to their wives. As soon as they leaned back, both ladies stood up and traded places, sitting close to their friend's husband. "Ok, gotta say I'm confused," Mark said, "and does this seating arrangement have something to do with this talk we gotta have?" The ladies didn't respond for a moment, then Mary broke the silence. "This is actually something we have joked about a time or three in the past, just between us, but now it's taken a more serious note. Karen and I talked about it just now for a minute, but we needed to include you in this chat to see what you think, and for us to make up our minds on what we think." "Nope, still not clear," replied Roger, "you made words come out of your mouth, but they only made me more confused." "I know, I had to be kind of vague. It's too weird to actually say the words out loud. To actually have you two hear me say it. Or for Karen to say it." "Well just spit it out then. Oh wait. You swallow and Karen spits." Karen gave him a weary look. "It had potential, but nope, it wasn't funny. Mary you say it, I can't." "OK... Ummm.... Here's the thing. We... Oh forget it, I'll be vague. We can work up to the real words in a minute. Roger, there's something you want from Karen, and she won't do it. Mark and I do it occasionally though, and he's really good about making sure it doesn't hurt. So we thought... that... we thought that maybe we could all help each other out." You could have heard a pin drop at that moment. Karen was staring at the floor, and Mary was staring at the wall. Neither could look at anyone else, and both of their faces were red with embarrassment. She continued "So Roger, you could experience it once, with... umm, with me, and Mark, you could try to make it work with Karen." When she stopped talking, there was still no movement or noise from anyone. Finally Roger broke the silence. His voice was a little wobbly and quiet from a mix of emotions. "So Mary, what you're saying, what both of you are saying, that you will let me fuck you in the ass, and that Mark will try to fuck my Karen in the ass. So we both get the benefit of experience? Do I got that right?" "That's the gist of it," his wife replied, "I'm willing to try, but the way you tell everyone how I won't put out makes me determined to not let you try. But I have thought about it, and I figured that if I could get past the mental block I have, I would let you do it from time to time. We are all good friends, and even thought I don't have any fantasies for Mark, I trust him to use his experience and see if he can help us both here. Whether or not it works with me, you get a guaranteed yes from our other very good friend." They all sat in silence for a minute until Mark brought up what was bugging him. "So a couple things here... One, did you mean we do this thing just this once, or if it doesn't work with me and Karen the one time, is there a re-try? Two, were you two talking anal only, or the other juicy stuff that leads up to it? And last, are we willing to put not only our friendships on the line, but our marriages? That's some heavy stuff man." "That's some of the same questions that we had that we wanted to work our here" Mary told him. Karen continued "We were thinking just once would be the thing agreed on, then a day or a week later we would talk about if there is a second. As for the relationship stuff... I really have thought about this a few times, and I know Mary has too. The fact that we're all talking about it here right now says that we don't think it will be an issue. We love you guys, but not like that. A few minutes of poke and tickle won't change how we feel. And we're exchanging favors, not sneaking a piece of strange on the fly, and it's... I don't know, I really don't feel like it's cheating per-se, since we all know in advance everything that's going on, we all have each other's permission, plus why all this is happening." Roger leaned up and poured a new round of shots and handed the glasses around. "Here's to making tough choices. Cheers." They all pounded their drinks, and it was a show of how much they were thinking that no one even commented on the ladies' reaction to their tequila. Mark was the first one to speak up. "So it looks like you girls are OK with this. I'm sure Roger is about to bust out his zipper in agreement. And me? I think I'm secure enough in my marriage, trusting of my wife's reasoning and her decision here, and I think I'm also drunk enough to think we can give it a try." There were only nods around the couch. "These rules are open to discussion, but what I'm thinking is since this is about one thing only, it's not a full 'making love' situation, so it should be anal only. Next, we should be in separate houses. And anywhere except the bed, and the lights stay off. Finally, no kissing, that makes things a bit too oersonal. What do you think about that?" Again, the quiet. And after a moment, the head nods. "Oh wait, one thing Mark," Mary piped up, "about the umm, 'one activity only' thing. Sorry, I can't bring myself to say it all just yet. I'm thinking us girls will need some warm-up, especially you Karen, to get us in the mood. A little, ummm, tongue work down there to help with the lube and stuff. Would all of you be OK with this?" Roger looked at his wife uncomfortably, but when he looked back at Mary (with a brief glimpse to her crotch), he nodded his head. "Ya, I guess I'm OK with that. In both houses, that is." Mark and Karen looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. They both nodded their assent to their spouses. Mark continued, popping his finger in the air. "Oh wait - one last thing. We can picture in our minds what is going to happen, but what about a more visual realization of what's going on? If this makes for bad feelings, we can call it off now before we break other boundaries. Karen, come with me please." He took her hand and led her into the bathroom and mostly closed the door. Roger and Mary could see the door didn't latch and they could easily open the door and stop what was happening at any time if they wanted. Then they saw the light go off. They didn't know what was going on, but they figured they would shortly – this wasn't the main event. Roger turned to his friend and asked "Do we dare want to know what's going on in there?" "I don't know, but I figure it can't be all that bad. Maybe it's an adult version of 'hide in the closet for 30 seconds' or something like that? If we can ignore this we will be set, right?" Turning back to the TV they watched mindlessly, with an occasional glance at the bathroom door. Once the light went out, Karen whispered to where she last saw Mark standing. "Ok, so what's going on now? Is your overly-dirty mind acting up again?" "It's simple. I'm going to take off your underwear, then you will take off mine. Then we will go back to the living room and show Mary and Roger that we have, then it will be their turn." "Umm, how does that work for 'the visual' that you were talking about?" "Well this shows that we took each other's clothes off, and we could have done anything from touching to fucking while we were naked, then we got mostly dressed. So everyone knows there is no guarantee that we wouldn't be touching each other's naughty bits. It also means Mary and Roger also know what happened, and we know what they will be doing. If there's any problem doing this little task, we clearly aren't ready for the big task." "Makes sense to me, that's a pretty good idea. This is totally weird to do this, but let's get started." Taking a deep breath, Karen reached out to find his chest. Sliding her hands down to his hips, she took the hem of his shirt and pulled up. She wasn't quite tall enough to get it over his head, so she whispered "Bend over a bit." He backed up a step and bent over at the waist towards her. Karen pulled the shirt up over his head and pulled his arms straight to get the shirt off. They didn't intend on it, but that pushed both of his hands onto her breasts. They both froze for a moment, then she giggled and whispered "It was bound to happen, might as well get used to it." Karen put his shirt on the counter, then using his arms for direction, pushed Mark around so his thighs were up against the counter for balance. Standing close she traced her fingers down his torso, stopping when she found his belt. She unlatched it and pulled it apart, then paused with her fingers on the button of his waistband. After a deep breath she unlatched it then pinched the zipper pull and whispered "Now this is gonna get weird for a minute" to herself. She pulled it down slowly, her heart skipping a beat as her fingertips found a hard lump to the side of the zipper. Karen knew that for the first time she had touched his cock, only if just barely, but most likely it would happen a lot more in the next hour or so. Borrowing the Neighbor's Ass 'Is this really happening right now?' she thought, laughing in her mind. Starting to second-guess herself, she stopped moving, but remembered that she had already agreed to it, so she continued. With another deep breath she eased down to her knees. Her hands followed a second later, pulling down his jeans. She pulled them over his feet and tossed the jeans towards the counter. The boxers were next, and she knew where he was now, so she only had to reach out to get the waistband. Pulling down quickly, she was surprised to feel his cock as it jumped out of his boxers. No longer constrained, Mark's hard cock bounced to attention. Since she was so close, the head of his cock came to rest on her cheek. Karen was surprised to feel a twinge between her legs as her pussy started dampening. She reached up and wrapped her hand around his cock and pushed it up. She stroked it briefly, noticing it was thinner than her husband's but clearly longer. Coming to her senses, her other hand found his hand and moved them together. "Hold your own cock," she whispered, "and keep it out of my face." Shaking the many dirty thoughts out of her mind, she got back to her task and quickly removed his boxers and stood up. "Mission accomplished," Karen told the dark shape in front of her, "your turn." Mark reached out for her and quickly located her hips and within a second had pulled her shirt up over her head, and threw it over his shoulder onto the counter. He was kind of in a hurry, but wanted to get this done with a minimum of fuss. Turning Karen around, he found the bra clasp and unhooked it, also tossing it behind him. "By the way, you played with my cock a little, so it's only fair I get time with your boobs" he whispered into her ear. "You already did, remember? When I was taking off your shirt." "That was an accident, so it doesn't count. This is no accident though. I want a sneak peak of what's coming up later. Is that OK?" "Sure, I guess so. Why not?" Smiling, he reached over her shoulders and slid his hands down her chest, slowing as he covered the upper slope of her breasts. Pulling back on her, she moved back until their bare torsos were pressed together. Karen's breath caught as Mark's cock was pushed up and lay flat against her bare back. He paused when his palms covered her rock-hard nipples, and after a little pinch, stopped moving once he reached the under-side of her breasts, his hands full, squeezing and massaging gently. Karen's breath increased as he groped her, she hadn't really expected to be turned on this much by him, but she had to make him stop. She grabbed his hands and pulled on them gently. "Mark, hey. I don't want you to stop, but you should. We should just finish and continue this later." "Ya, you're right. Moving right along..." They didn't move apart at all, so he slid his hands down her stomach until he found the button holding her shorts closed. Without trying to make it sexy or erotic, he simply unbuttoned and unzipped the shorts and let them fall. Mark slid his thumbs under the elastic of her panties and paused. "Well here go yours. I think we will have to move apart a little for this." Karen didn't respond, she just shuffled forward a step to give him room. Mark knelt behind her and slid her panties down until they rested on her shorts that lay crumpled on her feet. She put a hand on his head for balance and lifted one foot free of the clothes, then lifted the other so he could take them. He took her panties and before her foot went back down, he put her shorts back on one leg. "Oh ya, you need to dress me too. OK, I'm ready for the next foot." Moving a bit faster, he fastened her shorts and felt around for her shirt. He was worried that they were taking way too long and that this would get Mary and Roger suspicious. The shirt was a bit trickier and he put it on backwards, making Karen giggle. She fixed it quicker than he could have, then felt around for his clothes. Mark anticipated her request, so as she was kneeling in front of him, he held his cock up against his stomach so he wouldn't poke her in the face. Once his shirt was on, they each made sure they were holding the other's undergarments and opened the door. "Keep them behind your back for right now" Mark whispered as they stepped out into the living room. Roger's eyes darted to his wife's chest, the motion of her breasts and her nipples were all clearly visible. He turned to stare at Mark. "What the hell is this Mark?" "I figured that if we can pass this small test without getting into a fight, either between us friends or with our spouses, then we can move to the main event. What we did was take each other's underwear off. No hanky-panky that any of us would be aware of, just taking off the other's clothes, setting aside the super hero underoos, then putting the clothes back on. We did that without too much of an issue, and now it's your turn to try. So now you two, get on in there and do the same." "I can see how that would make sense," Mary told her husband, "but you really should have described that before you two went in there. But whatever, I'm OK with that. Are you Roger? And Karen?" They both nodded, so Mary stood up. "OK Roger, let's get going." With a glance at their spouses, they walked into the bathroom and closed the door the same way. Mary felt around in the dark until she felt Roger's arm and she stopped. "Man this is really weird," she whispered, "I can't believe we're really doing this." "I know, right? So do you mind if I go first?" "That's fine. Oh, and my bra is a front-clasp just so you know." As Roger pulled off her shirt, he replied "Really? I didn't think they did that for the bigger sizes." He put his hands on Mary's shoulders and found the shoulder strap, then traced it down her chest. His smile got huge as a few fingers slid across the top of her breasts. When he reached the center, he figured out the latch and held onto each side as the weight of her breasts pulled them apart. Guessing that she wouldn't mind, as he pushed apart the cups with the back of his hands, his palms caressing her soft globes. Loving the moment he couldn't help but pause, the clothes forgotten as he just groped her. "Ahem. Roger? I don't think we're supposed to be playing just yet." "Oh yeah, sorry." He sighed and reluctantly let go of her breasts and put her bra on the counter, then went to open her pants. "Sorry Mary, I'd just wanted to do that for years. I couldn't help it. Besides, I know Mark is a boob guy so it would be a miracle if he wasn't doing the same thing with my wife." "Good point, I'm sure they each did a little groping. I'd be shocked if they didn't. They probably guessed, rightly so, that we would too. Here, let me hold onto the counter so I don't fall over when you take those off." She held on while he removed her pants and thong. Once she realized she was now completely naked in front of Roger, and she still had to take his clothes off, the reality of what they were getting ready for hit her. She was deep in thought as she wordlessly stripped Roger, wondering if swapping partners really was such a good idea. It basically started as a favor for Roger, but it very quickly escalated, and it was almost too far to take back. She was kneeling on the floor in front of him, and she knew his jeans and boxers were pooled on his feet. With a sigh she tapped his leg and he lifted so she could retrieve the boxers. Pulling up his jeans to mid-thigh, she paused as she got an idea. After all the talk she heard from Karen, she was curious if his cock was as big of a deal as she made it out to be. 'This is the perfect time to find out,' Mary thought, 'just so I'm not surprised by it a couple minutes before it's in my ass.' She stood up, sliding her hands up this legs until she felt skin, then brought her hands to the middle. His cock was rock-hard, as she was expecting it to be, and she instantly knew what Karen had been raving about. Roger's manhood wasn't as long as she was used to, but it was a bit thicker. She turned around carefully and backed into him, keeping one hand on his cock. Pushing it down until it settled between her ass cheeks, she leaned back on her best friend's husband. Skin-to-skin from her ass to shoulders, she reached back to find his arms. She pulled his arms around her and made him grasp her breasts again. "This is what you wanted Roger?" His breathing was ragged and shallow, but his words were muffled. "Holy shit Mary! You're driving me crazy here! You have to stop before I attack you!" Mary giggled at his reaction and pulled away from him. He was right, he was actually grinding into her, making his cock slide between her cheeks. But they also had to get decent quickly before the others got suspicious. She turned and fixed his jeans and got his shirt started. "Mary, thank you for this by the way. This is easily the coolest thing anyone has EVER done for me. I mean that. Thank you so much. I don't know how I can repay you for this." "Well why don't you start by getting me dressed first. We'll figure out the rest later, OK?" "Yeah, OK." A minute later, they were both fully dressed and holding their prizes and ready to go out the door. With a deep breath, Mary found the doorknob and opened the door. She was surprised to find an empty room! "What the hell?" Roger asked, "Where are they?" "I'm sure they're around, let's check the kitchen." The walked in quietly, Roger poked his head around the corner to see if they were being inappropriate, and was relieved to see that Mark and Karen were sitting at the table looking at their phones. Mary walked in and tossed Roger's boxers on the table next to his wife's underthings. Both Mark and Karen looked up in surprise at their spouses silent arrival. "Oh hey guys, you're out sooner than I thought you'd be. So did everything go as expected?" Roger tossed Mary's things to Mark and nodded his head. "Ya, we're good. No problems. I can see how we could have issues, but I'm still good with everything going as planned." Karen put down her phone and turned to them. "I was thinking about something while you guys were in there, but I didn't say anything to Mark about it yet." Everyone looked at her but they said nothing, so she continued. "So everyone is getting something here. Roger is living out a fantasy, and also giving oral, which he is good at. Mary likes anal as well as getting oral, and she's getting both. I like oral and I'm getting that, and I also get a little extra that I don't know if I'll like, but whatever. But Mark will be giving oral, which I've been told he's good at, which is good for me, but if I can't do anal, that's all he gets, and his... umm... johnson gets no attention. So if I can't do the extra, how do we make it up to him?" They all sat around the table, looking across the group of friends. No one said anything for about a minute until Mark spoke up. "Thanks Karen for putting it that way. I had thought about it, but didn't want to sound petty. I was just going to wait until after everything was... umm... finished. Then if I felt gipped, I would bring it up and see what happens." "Maybe we should just think it over and see what we think tomorrow." Roger said, "If you are the only one that doesn't get any fun, maybe Karen can make it up to you some other way. Hell, maybe Karen AND Mary can make it up to you. What guy wouldn't like that?" Mary and Karen looked at each other across the table. Karen shrugged her shoulders and said "Oh hell... Either way, my husband just told me to make it up to Mark. I guess it's on you Mary if you want to help out too." "Actually that's something I've thought of doing. No offense Karen, we are BFFs and all, but I just can't see doing that with you. Ya know what I mean?" "Ya, I get ya. Maybe let's just wait and see. No reason to try and make too many plans we may not need to." "Oh wait," Mary piped up, "I have something to ask too. What about condoms? I was thinking they won't be needed since we don't have any diseases and both guys are snipped and shooting blanks, but I know how some people are with a new partner." Karen replied immediately, "There shouldn't be a need since there is no 'regular' sex, but I know what you mean about accidents. I'm fine with skipping it. What do you guys think?" Thye both nodded to their wives. "Without." they both said. Roger stood up and everyone looked his way. "Ya know, if we don't stop talking this will never happen. Should we get started?" "Wow," Karen exclaimed, "looks like someone is chomping at the bit. Are you a tiny bit impatient or something?" Everyone laughed as Roger's face blushed a little bit. "What can I say, it's not like I've had a chance like this before. Hell ya I'm a bit impatient." "Allrighty then," Mark said, "let's get this rolling. One more shot for the road? Then Karen and I will walk down the street and get to know each other a little better." "So you're just going to choose for everyone who goes where?" Mary asked, looking a little upset. "The way I figure, if Karen does do the deed, she may not be up for walking that far. I don't know if you would either babe, so each woman in their own house." "Oooohhh, ya, good point. OK, let's get this shot." They walked into the living room and Mark poured another round. He was a bit worried about the amount they had to drink, but not for him, he was worried about Mary. If Roger had a case of Whiskey Dick he may not be able to cum and Mary's ass would pay the price. But it was her idea, and she knew how it worked as well, so he didn't say anything. A solemn 'cheers' sounded from the four of them, and down the drinks went. Mark and Mary gave each other a quick hug and kiss. Roger and Karen saw them and copied, then the girls hugged each other and whispered 'Thank you' in each other's ears. Mark and Roger shook hands, and Roger said "Thank you, times two, good luck man." Mark went to the front door and held it open for Karen, and after a last glance at her husband and best friend, she went outside with him. They walked in silence down the road, the distance of three houses was suddenly very far for Karen. She had said she would try, for her husband's sake, but she really didn't know if she could allow it to happen, the memory of the last time was still strong in her mind. Roger walked into the kitchen and got down the bottle of olive oil and turned to Mary. "Will this work for you?" "Umm, no," she laughed, "we have real lube. Besides, we don't need to be reliving this event every time I use that bottle while cooking dinner." Roger laughed nervously and nodded his head. He left the bottle on the counter and followed Mary into the bedroom. She went into the bathroom and started to close the door, but came back out. "Hey Roger, I've gotta go make sure everything is... um, ready for you. Can you get several of the large couch cushions from the living room and put them in here on the floor?" When he left, she got naked and used a baby wipe to make extra-sure that everything was cleaned up as well as she could. She got a couple large bath towels and a couple sex accesories from the closet and walked back into the bedroom. Roger had just come in and tossed the cushions on the floor. She shook out the towels and covered them to make an impromptu bed. She turned to Roger and stared into his eyes, but his eyes were lower, staring up and down her naked body. Without a word, he removed his clothes as well, allowing her to stare for a moment before he hit the switch for the lights. After the episode of the couples in the bathroom, it had only taken about three seconds for each of them to strip. Mary knew she should have waited to strip, but she got a rush from letting him see her body. She had seen the way he had looked at her for years, and she knew he would be touching her all over, so she didn't think letting him see for a moment could hurt. The room's only light was now coming from a couple small electronics. While it was totally dark now, their eyes would adjust, but only enough to see shapes, not detail. Mary knew that was the reason Mark had made that rule, and if he didn't she would have. While she would have liked to see Roger better, too much detail and intimacy could be bad for all their relationships. Roger walked up until he could see her vague form in front of him, then another half step until her nipples were pressed against his skin and his ramrod-stiff cock was poking her. His hands found hers, and they stood still like that for a few seconds, adjusting to the odd feeling of knowing what was about to happen. He leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Thank you again for this Mary." She reached up and put her finger on his lips. "You're welcome, but shush. These lips need to be somewhere else." Chuckling, he removed her hand and leaned his head down and kissed her deeply, his tongue forcing it's way into her mouth. Roger instantly reached for her breasts, stroking and squeezing them. She moaned softly and kissed him back for a few seconds before remembering that this was against the rules and pulling away from him. "Wrong lips Roger," she giggled, "that was nice, but we can't, and we shouldn't." She walked backwards, pulling his hands to follow her. She stopped when her feet hit the towel over the pillow, then slowly lowered herself down, laying back with her legs spread wide for him. Roger felt her leave but knew where she was, so he went to his knees and felt for her legs. Moving towards the one he found, he kissed her shin, then worked his way up to her thigh, trailing the path with kisses and small nibbles. Mary closed her eyes and enjoyed the attention, trying to not make much noise. The difference in the work-up between her husband and her friend were clear, and every little surprise increased her arousal. By the time Roger was kissing all around her very wet center, she could tell she was very close to cumming already. Surprising her by changing from soft teasing around her pussy, Roger found her clit with his mouth and sucked it in, his tongue flicking it's attack on her. Instantly she started to cum, she grabbed two handfulls of his hair and squeezed him tighter into her spasming womanhood. Roger smiled to himself at making her cum so quickly, thinking that he was now only seconds from having his cock finally buried inside her ass. He got back up to his knees and turned Mary's limp body over. Easing forward, he put his cock between her cheeks, but stopped as she quickly pulled herself away from him. "Not so fast big guy. You gotta work your way up there, you can't just barge in. Now that I got there fast, the next time will take longer." "Sorry. I'm just having a hard time waiting." "I figured. Ohhhh... Damn," she sighed, rolling back over and spreading out, "Sorry, that was a good one. But I'm more than ready for more. Get back down there and kiss me some more." With a smile, he lay down between her legs. Breathing in her musky scent, he slid his hand up her thigh, his fingers parting her pussy lips, finally easing his middle finger inside of her. She moaned in appreciation, softly calling out "Yes, that's good. Now put your other hand under me, grab my ass and lick my clit." He shuffled into position and for the next couple minutes they both enjoyed his oral skills. "Time for the next step Roger. Put your thumb in my pussy. Oh ya, just like that, get it good and wet. Mmmm, OK, that's enough. Now take it out and slide your thumb down. A little more. Ya, just touch it. Just rub your thumb around my asshole, get it good and wet." His cock was throbbing with this next step, and he wanted to jump up, but he held back and vowed to follow her instructions. Borrowing the Neighbor's Ass "Don't push your thumb in just yet big guy. Get it wet again and rub some more." She sighed in pleasure, then suddenly remembered something else Mark would do for her. She really liked it, so Roger would have to copy. She lifted her legs in the air and grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs as wide as she could. "Change-up time Roger. Grab my ass with both of your hands and lift my hips. Oofff. Not that high. Now lick my ass. Lick it!" This wasn't what Roger was thinking would happen, but he did it anyway. He was a little turned off, but when he found it tasted good, he continued. It took a second to realize that he was just rubbing her moisture there, and her liquid was leaking down from her pussy. She arched her hips as much as she could, and wiggled around in pleasure. Mary reluctantly let go of her ankles and softly called down to him. "Ready for the next step?" "Hmmm, ya. Are you liking this OK Mary?" "Damn straight I am, but I'm wanting more too! Now move up here and lie on your side in a 69 position." "Really? I thought you couldn't suck my cock. But OK." Mary didn't suck his cock, but she did grab it with one hand and start stroking him softly. She easily noticed the difference in girth and could only imagine how it would feel inside of her backdoor. Anywhere inside of her was sure to feel good but tonight he was going to fuck her ass with it, so she was a little concerned it might hurt at first even though she could hardly wait to see how it felt. Rolling to her side facing him, she lifted the top leg and put her foot back to give him all the room he needed. A quick reach above her head verified her supplies were still in place. "No, I'm not going to suck you off. That's usually part of it, but we will skip that this time. Now put your head between my legs and eat me out some more. Mmmm, ya that's a good start. Very nice. Oh, ya, next step. Damn you make it hard to concentrate. Put one hand around back. More to the right. Ya, there. Now put your pointer finger in my pussy to get it good and wet. I didn't say wiggle it, but OK. Now take it out and rub it on my ass. When you think it's ready, slowly put it in to the first joint." She continued to stroke his cock, and just before he eased his digit inside her, she took her hand back and spit into her palm. Making a fist, she spread her spit across her fingers. Just as he eased his digit into her, she made a tight ring with her fingers and squeezed the head of his cock. Roger moaned softly and she replied "Give me more and hold it still." He complied, and her grasp on his cock moved down some. "Now fuck my ass with your finger, nice and slow." His motion was copied by her hand, and his hips started to move into her grasp. She was tempted to suck him, and she even opened her mouth and moved her head closer. The only thing between his cock and her mouth was one finger, and at the last second she pulled back knowing she shouldn't do it. Instead she opened her hand and spit on it and his cock, then stroked it around, the liquid removing the friction. "Spit on me Roger, let it slide down and coat your finger. Spit on my pussy and spit on my ass. You love being this dirty don't you?" "Oh hell woman, this is insane." "One more finger Roger, and be easy about it. We're almost there!" He pulled out to spit on her pussy and his fingers, then slowly slid two fingers into her waiting ass. It was a tight fit, but he could feel her muscles loosen for him. He eased his fingers halfway into her and held still for a few seconds before slowly moving them in and out. Mary started getting into it as her friend's fingers invaded her. As she thought about the favor she was doing for him, it only increased her arousal. Even thinking of her husband's face buried between Karen's thighs gave her another twinge of pleasure. Hungry for the feeling of Roger's cock, she pushed back on his fingers, wanting more. Deciding she was sufficiently stretched, Mary knew it was time to get his cock ready. She let go of his rod and reached for the tube of gel. Squeezing a healthy portion onto her palm, she grabbed him again, coating his thick cock with lube. "Damn that's cold," Roger exclaimed, jerking his face out of her pussy, "what are you doing?" "Sorry, should have warned you. I need your cock in my ass right now, so now you're lubed and ready. Slowly pull out of me and get up on your knees." Mary moaned at the removal of his fingers, she felt a loss and an emptiness but her heart fluttered as she anticipated their replacement. She reached over again to get the box of antiseptic wipes and handed one to Roger. "Here, use a wipe to clean up your fingers." He took it and cleaned up while he watched Mary's dark shape slide up to him, flat on her back and legs spread wide. Mary used the extra lube on her hand to reach under her and apply a layer across her puckered hole, even sliding in one finger to spread the gooey paste all over. While she cleaned off her own hand, she instructed Roger on the next step. "OK, now get up next to me and put my feet flat on your shoulders. Watch your aim, you can't slip 'accidentally' into my pussy. This position helps open me up more, plus I can push you away if you get carried away before I'm ready. Yup, just like that. Now move that thick cock and just let it touch me. Now lean forward a little. Mmmm, ya, perfect." "Just let me know when," Roger whispered, his voice thick with anticipation, "and I know, I'll go slow." Breathing heavily, Mary grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled them apart. She was rolling her hips slightly to massage her puckered hole with the greasy head of his cock. "Now" she whispered simply. With his hands on her thighs to keep his balance, Roger gave the slightest push with his hips, but his cock felt only resistance. "It's ok, just push a little harder, I can take it. And play with my boobs or rub my clit." Shifting his knees for a little different angle, he reached down to hold both breasts, and the motion did the trick. Half of his cockhead slipped into her ass, the tight pressure shocking him as he unconsciously squeezed his friend's breasts. "Holy shit!" they both whispered at the same time. "Wait there a sec" Mary said, "wait for me to adjust to this." He recovered a bit and relaxed his death-grip on her breasts. Smiling huge, he was impatient and pushed a bit further. Roger stopped again, his breath taken away at the sensation of his entire cockhead being inside of her. It was too quick for Mary, and she let out a little squeal and pushed with her feet against his shoulders. "Wait, I said. You're thicker than Mark, I need time. Fuck it feels good though!" "Sorry, got carried away. More yet?" Mary pushed a little with her feet in response, she didn't trust herself to talk just yet. She didn't need to hold her cheeks anymore, so she let go to reach for a toy. The unexpected buzzing startled Roger but he didn't move. When he heard it get muffled a little, he knew Mary was using it on her clit. From the mewing sounds she was making, it was clearly working! "More," she was able to whisper out, "give me an inch, slow." Roger pushed his cock deeper into her, surprised at the tightness, but the lube did it's job and he slid further into her as smooth as silk. "Ugh, stay there. Holy shit, are you shoving a baseball bat into me? Damn I feel so full. OK, easy now, give me a little more, then pull almost all the way out." Roger pushed deeper, waited for a second, then pulled back. Just before he stopped moving, Mary called up to him, "No, don't stop, put it back. Oh hell ya, that's so good. Fuck me with that thing. You don't need help now, just give me your cock a little deeper at at time." Mary lowered her head to the towel. Her eyes closed, savoring the feeling of her ass getting drilled slowly. Deeper and deeper he went, and she swore he was going to rip her in half, but she was loving the stretch! As he slowly worked his way deeper up his neighbor's ass, Roger was beaming in happiness. He was finally getting to lose his anal sex cherry! It was a bonus he got to ass-fuck Mary! Ever since he found out she liked it, he had hoped she would give him a chance, and now he was! Karen would have been better, but having Mary's experience was a huge help. He didn't have a 'thing' for Mary, he just liked her boobs, and was jealous she liked it in the backdoor. He just hoped he was not so drunk he would black this part out. A short minute later, he stopped thrusting as his balls pressed against her ass. He was finally completely sunk inside of her. Balls-deep in her ass! Mary was sufficiently loose around his cock for him to thrust freely, and while it was similar to Karen's pussy, there surely was a difference this way. Roger hoped Mark was succeeding, there was no way he could not have more of this! Mary put away her rabbit and pulled down the next toy, her mid-sized dildo. Rubbing it across her clit, she breathlessly called to Roger twice, but he didn't respond, his mind was in another world. Finally Mary used her foot to push on his chest. He stopped instantly, panting a little. "So Roger, is it everything you hoped it would be?" "Oh hell ya, this is great. But why did you stop me, am I hurting you?" "No, not at all, just wanted to warn you that I'm changing things up a little now that my ass is used to your thickness. Pull out almost all the way and wait. Now let go of my boobs and put one finger in my pussy. Ok, now press that finger down and fuck my ass again." He was a bit confused, but had a good idea what was happening. As he slowly shoved his cock deeper into her ass, he was surprised to feel himself moving. He wiggled his finger in her pussy as his cock thrusted in her anal passage, amused to feel himself moving from neighboring tunnels. "Mmm, that feels good, and it's probably as close as you will get to a DP session, so enjoy. But now pull your finger out and hold this." She put the dildo in his hand, feeling her slickness on his finger, and before she let go, she turned it on it's lowest speed. "Put it in me Roger, fuck my pussy with the little toy and keep your cock inside my ass. After a few strokes, then your cock can start moving again." The buzzing noise almost completey went away as Roger easily slid the toy into her waiting pussy. He buried his cock into her, and his slippery fingers lost their grip on the dildo when he thrusted. He stayed buried in her, lost in the moment. "You let go, right?" Mary asked. "Ya, sorry." "It's fine, I can push it out." Mary flexed her muscles, her sphincter freezing Roger in place, and after just a second, Roger called out to her. "Holy shit that got tight Mary, are you trying to make me cum already?" Mary giggled, "We can't have that happen just yet, I was trying to get my toy out. Wait, I have an idea. Why don't you pull out so I can roll over?" He sighed and pulled out slowly, missing the tight confines of her back passage. Mary rolled over and slid her legs between Roger's, then pulled up a pillow to rest under her as she got up on her knees. She handed Roger the tube of lube and reached between her legs to get the toy she pushed out. "Squeeze some out onto my hole," she instructed, "you can never be lubed too much, and it will hurt us both if we're dry. Then get back up here and fuck my ass again, this is my favorite position." He held her hips as he got into position behind her, adding some lube to his cock before he slowly eased into her again. She was still tight as he went in for the second time, and Mary moaned as Roger invaded her ass again. She shook her hips at him as he slowly thrusted deeper and deeper into her. There was barely enough room for her hand, but she squeezed between her thighs to insert the dildo into her pussy. Roger felt the vibrations through her thin walls and smiled, knowing this was for both of them. Roger slid one hand along her side, then under her to grab one full breast. After a quick grope, he found her nipple, causing her to cry out as he pinched it and pulled a little. "Damn it, I'm so close Roger, so close, I have to lay down, just follow me." She gave the dildo a little push to seat it in her before slowly laying flat, her ass raised up from the pillow below. Even in the dim light, Roger could see her hands grab her ass cheeks and pull them apart. Mary surprised him by calling over her shoulder "Fuck my ass Roger, fuck it hard and make me cum!" "My pleasure," he replied, "and then I'm gonna cum in your ass! I'm gonna bury my cock deep inside your ass and pump you full of my cum!" She squealed at his words, Mark didn't talk like that, and she loved the sound of it. She knew how much it must have meant to Roger for him to be able to finally say those words, and that she was able to give him this gift was an incredible feeling. Rogers hands covered Mary's on her ass, squeezing them tightly as he yelled out in passion. He focused on the tightness of her anal ring, and the silky smooth feeling of gliding through her ass, and he could no longer hold back. He pushed her hands away and replaced them with his own, squeezing her for all he was worth. With one last mighty thrust, bottoming his cock out in her ass, he swore his cock got a tiny bit bigger a second before he erupted. Mary could feel him getting ready to finish. When he pushed her hands away, she cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples hard, screaming into the pillow. Her ass burned in protest as Roger's cock increased it's girth a tiny fraction. She felt the cock inside of her throb as Roger started to cum, his unseen stream of semen coating her insides, and she couldn't keep herself from cumming at the same time. Mary's whole body started to convulse as her body went into overload, every muscle tightening. After the second shot of cum erupted from Roger's cock, her ass clamped down on him. His cock was stuck in place as her sphincter squeezed around him, and her ass cheeks tried to push him away as they quivered in muscular reaction. He shook as his balls finished draining into Mary, and he fell forward onto her. Purely on instinct, Roger reached under her limp body to reacquire his grasp of her breasts. Not playing with them, just holding them. Once Roger's cock began to shrink and pull out of Mary's ass, they had recovered enough to talk without wheezing. "That was straight up amazing Mary, thank you for sharing this with me." "You're welcome, it was pretty damm good for me too. I haven't cum that hard in a while." They lay in silence for another moment until Mary thought he had shrunk enough to make it easy to pull out. "Oh, and one other thing you should know Roger, now that we're done, I have to make a run to the bathroom. You have made a mess up there that has to come out now. The wipes are right here, you will neeed them." Mary had a wipe ready, and as Roger's oily cock slipped out of her, she covered up and made her funny-looking dash to the bathroom. Alone on the towels, Roger lay on his back and cleaned up while reviewing in his mind everything that had happened. Realizing he had almost falken asleep, he jumped up - he knew he had to be gone very soon, so he quicky got dressed and cleaned up their mess. After wrapping up all the towels inside a clean one and leaving it by the wall, he put the pillows all back on the couch. Roger stood in the bedroom and did one last check to make sure everything was in place. When he turned to leave, the bathroom door opened and a dressed Mary came out and looked around in shock. "You cleaned up everything?" "Of course, it was the least I could do. I'm not sure how Mark and Karen are faring, but I doubt they will be much longer." Roger quickly stepped in front of Mary and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly. He kissed her softly on the forehead then put his head beside hers. "Thank you again for this." They stood in each other's arms for just a moment longer until Mary started feeling awkward. She backed out to arm's length and said "Remember, this is a one-time thing, don't get too attached to my ass, OK? I let you do a few things I shouldn't have, but it was in the heat of the moment, don't expect it again, ok?" "But it's such a nice ass," he joked, "but I understand. Hey, can I do something real quick? One for the road?" "What do you mean?" His answer was to reach out and softly hold her breasts, sliding his hands around as if trying to memorize their feel. Mary stood still for a moment, then pushed his hands away. "No more of that mister, what did I just say? My body is just as off-limits as it was yesterday." "Sorry, I know, I just couldn'thelp myself. You do have great boobs. But anyhow, let's get out of here, it's really getting late. You know, I never did get to see if I was right about your 'O' face, I missed 'em both." She just laughed and slapped his arm lightly, pushing him to move along. They walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water and heard the front door open. A few seconds later, Mark walked into the room with them. Not really sure how to ask such an odd question, Roger simply asked "So, ummm, how did things, umm, go?" Mark shook his head. "I can guarantee you that your night was much better than mine dude. Speaking of which, did everything... umm, go ok?" The smile on Roger's face was answer enough, although he did nod his head and say "You're a damn lucky man Mark. It was better than I had imagined, thanks to both of you. I'm sure you have a good idea what happened here, so you don't have to ask for details, but don't you hold back, tell us how your experiment went." "Well, it wasn't a complete success or a complete failure. I was, umm, down there and gave her one, then she passed out. I tried to wake her up, but it was a waste, she wouldn't get up for anything." Roger looked at him oddly. "That doesn't sound good. I thought you said it wasn't a complete failure but it sounds like it. It doesn't compute. Maybe I should have warned you about that sleeping thing after she cumms, sometimes she does that when she's really drunk." "The partial success is that I made it take forever for her to get hers, so I got her to let me do it with my tongue, then one finger, and that's when she went to sleep. So I don't know if she will remember." "Well that is a lot of progress actually, thanks Mark. But before this gets even more weird than it is now, I should get going so I can pass out." Mary walked with her husband as they saw Roger out and said their goodbyes. It was short and to the point since they now felt weird considering all they had just done. They were subdued as they walked back to their room and silently got ready for bed. Once the lights went out, in the brief time before they also passed out, Mary was the first to speak as she snuggled into her favorite spot on his chest. "Sorry you got left out tonight babe, that sucks. So were you waiting outside or something?" "It does suck, but now I'm too tired to ask for anything, I just want to sleep. But ya, after I left their house I waited by our car until I noticed lights coming on in the house. I was probably out there about 15 minutes or so." "Something I didn't think about before hon. I remembered our first time doing it that way. It was the first for both of us, remember? Well it wasn't that good, and it hurt me even though you were nice about it, I realize now how good you were to me, but since it was my ass it had to be over quick. So even if you had done that with Karen, it probably wouldn't have been very good for you, and you still would have been short-changed." "Hon, I really don't know right now. Too many 'maybe' and 'what-if' questions." "Whatever you wanna think. But I did do this thing tonight, and I know what he got. So I think, and you can't argue with me, that Karen and I also owe you for what already happened, and what didn't happen. So tired though, we can continue in the morning after the hangover is done." Borrowing the Neighbor's Ass Mark gave a grunted 'mmm-humm' as he was half asleep already, but he did catch most of what his wife said. About an hour later, Mark woke up to use the bathroom. As he sat down to pee (he couldn't trust himself to not fall over AND make it all in the bowl at once), he caught a fleeting memory/thought. Like a dream that's so real you don't know if it's from dream land or real life. He saw himself kneeling over Karen's nude body, she was reclined on the couch in her living room. He was kneeling over her legs stroking his cock and playing with her breasts, holding them together and sticking his cock between them as he came, coating her chest and one full breast with his load. Staggering back to bed in the dark, he still wasn't sure if it was real, but he was looking forward to whatever payback he would be getting shortly from the wives.