Have you ever had a fantasy about your sexy neighbors? Karen had always wondered what it would feel like to have her husbands best friend inside of her. Who would of thought that her fantasy would cum true!
Karen sent us her story on how it all happened. She was always taught to love thy neighbor and this summer she showed exactly how much she cares about her friends.
Our neighbors, Phil and Sharon are great friends of ours. My husband Ted and I have known them since the day we moved in 6 years ago when they arrived with a basket of flowers, baked goods, and a bottle of wine. Phil and Ted golf together, fix their cars together, hit the bar together, and are pretty much inseparable. For all I know they were married in a past life. Sharon and I also enjoy a great relationship. The four of us regularly get together for cookouts, trips to the movies, and even vacations.
One Saturday, Ted and I were at home sitting out by the pool drinking margaritas. The sun was shining and the temperature was perfect, a nice breeze blowing gently. I was wearing a new ultra-skimpy bikini that I’d picked up at the mall the other day. Very clearly, Ted approved of my purchase. Earlier he’d chased me around the pool slapping my ass, snapping the bikini-top strap, and trying like hell to pop out my titties.
Feeling loose now, I felt it was time for a more comprehensive tanning experience and undid my top. Ted nodded and smiled approvingly, his eyes zoning in on my breasts. I returned the smile and with my hands gave them a little shake. “Keep doing that and your tits won’t have a chance to tan cause they’ll be covered with my face,” Ted said.
Yeah?” I chided him, tweaking my nipples. “Maybe sun’s not all they’re after.” Ted didn’t need any more incentive. In no time he was out of his chair and straddling me. His hands locked onto my breasts and started massaging firmly. I reached up and caressed his shoulders, running my hands through his hair. Ted bent down and took one of my erect nipples into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. Then he took my whole tit into his mouth while his other hand continued fondling the other.
I moaned a little, my pussy moistening from his touch. I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my thigh, and I couldn’t wait for my chance to put it in a hole.
Ted leaned back, patted my clothed pussy, and reached over to grab a towel. He placed the towel at the foot of my reclined pool chair, kneeled on it, and pulled me forward by my legs. His hands reached up and gracefully slid off my bikini bottoms, exposing my wet, shaved pussy to the warmth of the sun. “Looks like you won’t be tanning her either,” said Ted, tongue out, eagerly diving into my pussy.
It was at that very moment that our pool gate swung open, and through it walked a smiling Phil carrying two six-packs. One of them crashed to the ground when he saw Ted’s face buried in my twat. Ted jerked upright and spun around as I grabbed a towel and covered up. I was totally embarrassed and Ted looked was on the verge of turning beet red. There was an extremely awkward silence as Ted and I stared at Phil and him at us. Finally, Phil spoke. “Sorry Ted. It looks like I interrupted your lunch.”
Ted and I broke up laughing, and so did Phil. Ted stood up and just as he did Sharon bounded through the gate. “Hey y’all!” she said, and then her eyes fell upon the shattered beer bottles on the ground. Then Sharon glanced over at me. I was still sitting the pool chair sheepishly, barely covered by the towel.
Quizzically, Sharon now looked over at Ted, and as her eyes ventured downward they were treated to the sight of Ted’s raging hard-on threatening to rip through his shorts. Sharon looked at Phil, who shrugged, a turned back to Ted.
“Nice package, Ted,” she said. “I didn’t know it was going to be that kind of party. I guess I better adjust my attire,” and with that Sharon undid her bikini top and let it fall to the ground. Ted’s jaw dropped. As Sharon made her way to the empty pool chair next to me, she grabbed a beer from the remaining six-pack and patted Ted’s cock as she passed him. Now it was my turn for a jaw drop, but quickly I closed my mouth and didn’t say a single word.
I wouldn’t say that I was in shock, but I was definitely a little bit out of my comfort zone and feeling a bit vulnerable. Sharon sat down in the chair next to me and cracked open her beer.
Phil walked up to Ted and said, as if he were discussing a carburetor or a five-iron, “Sharon’s found you pretty damn attractive ever since we met. Any chance you and Karen are into the swing-thing?”
Geez! Just when you think you know people really well, they turn around and surprise you. In all our years of friendship with Sharon and Phil, Ted and I had never heard them mention having sex with other people. As if she was reading my mind, Sharon said, “We made a pact with each other not to discuss our sexual extracurricular activities, with anyone outside of that circle. It appears that cat is out of its bag,” and placed her hand on my toweled thing.
Ted’s gaze went from Phil to Sharon’s tits with their silver dollar areolas and rock-hard nipples. His eyes lingered a moment and then questioningly met mine. Ted and I had watched our fair share of porn together over the years, so group sex wasn’t completely unfamiliar to me. Sharon’s hand was now sensually massaging my thigh. Sharon seemed to be reading me again when she abruptly leaned over and kissed me, threading her tongue passionately between my lips. I just went with it and kissed her back, my body clearly not waiting for my mind’s agreement. Sharon’s exposed breasts pressed firmly against my toweled ones, and the heat between us increased.
In the background I heard footsteps and then felt hands caressing the sides of my breasts and my stomach. I opened my eyes, expecting to see Ted rubbing me down, but instead I saw Phil. He smiled at me and started kissing my back. I looked at Sharon and sure enough, Ted was behind her massaging her similarly. I closed my eyes again. My god was this getting hot! I’d never really thought about sex with Phil but now the prospect of it was igniting my pussy.
Phil’s hands slipped more firmly between Sharon and me and pulled me backward, breaking our kiss. He turned my head and replaced her lips with his own, simultaneously removing the towel from the equation. One of his hands cupped a tit while the other found my hot twat, parting my lips with his index finger. Emboldened, he held me more firmly, pinching my nipple and venturing one finger into my pussy while the other ran circles around my clit, his cock now throbbing against my back. I let out a moan, and as if on cue Ted followed suit.
I opened my eyes and saw that now Ted was lying in the other chair and Sharon had her lips wrapped tightly around his erect cock, his shorts at his ankles. Our eyes met and silently acknowledged that all was good. Ted reached one hand down latched on to one of Sharon’s plump, flopping tits while the other held the back of her head.
Phil broke our kiss and slipped his tongue into my ear, one of my favorite moves. Then he doubled up and thrust two fingers into my dripping pussy. My hand groped around behind me and found his hard cock, throbbing between us. I grabbed it through his shorts, eagerly anticipating it burying itself in my twat. All of a sudden I heard a splash and looked up to see Sharon and Ted inside the pool. Ted grabbed Sharon by the waist and with the help of the water lowered her onto his cock. She wrapped her arms around Ted’s neck as he propelled her up and down, moaning.
“I want to you to fuck me in the pool, too, Phil.”
“Your wish is my command,” Phil replied, and pulled his fingers out of my pussy. We both stood up, and Phil dropped trow. I grabbed him by his impressive manhood, led him over to the pool, playfully pushed him in, and then jumped in myself. Again my hand found his cock in the water and I stroked it a few times before Phil picked me up by the waist. I kicked up my legs and wrapped them around him as I sank slowly down onto his waiting shaft, gasping as it parted my pussylips and inched up inside me. “Honestly, I wondered if this ever might happen,” Phil said as he began pumping me up and down on his thick cock.
I don’t know about “loving”, but I’ve had some I wanted to lust…