Housemates, Neighbors and Workmates

by Bridy McAvoy

  “Foul!” she cried out in feigned glee, even as several of the men joined her in chorus, their glee not in the slightest bit feigned.

  Rebecca straightened back up with a rueful look on her face.

  “Your shot, hon.”

  Carol shook her head and the men began to chant before she had a chance to say it herself.

  “Forfeit!… Forfeit… Forfeit!”

  “You heard them, Rebecca. Now it’s my turn to show them some flesh. Your flesh, this time, not mine. I suspect it’s going to be your juicy pussy they see first.”

  The men watching chuckled as Carol grinned, and Rebecca managed a nervous blush, although both knew this was pretty much as per the script they’d agreed the day before.

  * * * *

  Peter was watching the byplay between his wife and neighbor as avidly as the other men around him as Rebecca slowly laid her cue down on the table and walked round the table to stand facing Carol with her back to the audience.

  “Arms above your head, Rebecca. Time for them to see that naked backside of yours.”

  Rebecca slowly complied, finally standing like a capital letter Y as Carol stepped closer and reached around her victim. Her fingers deftly slipped the hook and eye apart at the top of the dress, drawing the long zip down Rebecca’s back. She moved with deliberate teasing slowness, making the men wait for the anticipated denouement, although they had a bigger surprise in store than they realized.

  The zip continued to descend, slowly revealing more and more of Rebecca’s back, until it was well below the level at which her bra strap should have made an appearance. The penny dropped for the audience as they finally realized the brunette’s bra was, unlike Carol’s, built into the dress. Once the dress came off the woman was going to be naked and it was obvious the dress was coming off.

  Peter cheered along with the others as Carol, finally unzipping her prize, dropped her hands down to the hem line of the short dress Rebecca was wearing. She had to stoop slightly to do this, bringing her face close to Rebecca’s as she did so. Carol brushed her lips across the upturned ones of her friend before standing upright, jerking the hem higher than the stocking tops, exposing naked thighs to the men now watching intently behind the other woman.

  “Time to lose the dress, honey. You ready to be naked in front of all these men?”

  Peter, who, unlike the others, was intently watching Rebecca’s face and the byplay between the two women, saw her smile and nod to Carol who then began to bring her hands higher and higher, dragging the skirt of the dress up as they travelled. More and more of the back of Rebecca’s smooth thighs came into view, the naked skin framed by the black garters holding up her stockings. After what seemed like an age, the dress reached the juncture of Rebecca’s legs and the continued upper movement was now revealing the lower portion of her buttocks rather than just leg flesh. Rebecca had deliberately clamped her thighs together not allowing even an inadvertent flash of pussy to show.

  Peter, along with the other watchers, knew such a show of modesty was temporary. As soon as the dress was removed it was obvious Carol would spin her around displaying Rebecca’s charms for all of them. The dress continued to rise, until finally the entire globe of Rebecca’s pert backside was on display. Accentuated by the slim legs below, and the even slimmer waist above, the sheer perfection of the exposed ass brought a collective sigh of appreciation from the audience.

  Carol continued to raise her hands, dragging the garment higher and higher. With the zip undone there was no resistance to the upward travel, and more and more of Rebecca’s back was revealed in all its glory. The smooth, evenly tanned flesh drove Peter closer and closer to the point where his hard erection was painful. He reached down to adjust it within the confines of his trousers and felt himself throb under his hand as he did so. Whoever was the first to fuck either of these women wouldn’t exactly last very long, not the way these two were teasing their audience.

  Peter could tell from the deep breathing of the other men, that they recognized the import of the way Rebecca’s back jiggled slightly as the dress was drawn up onto her arms. At that moment, right in front of Carol, and unseen from everyone else, Rebecca’s breasts had popped clear of their restraint, leaving the woman naked in front of her. They all expected Carol to complete the process, to strip the dress up and off Rebecca’s arms before turning her around to face them, or even to plunder the other woman’s assets in much the way Rebecca had done hers. Carol surprised them. Letting go of the dress, leaving Rebecca’s head and arms tangled in the fabric, she dropped her hands to the other woman’s waist and spun her to face the audience she could no longer see with the dress swathing her head.

  Rebecca let out a startled gasp as she struggled to maintain her balance, unable to prevent Carol displaying her to the audience in this way. Peter, watching carefully, could see the way Rebecca’s finger tips had curled inside the dress to prevent it dropping down and realized the two women had to have rehearsed this, probably several times. His mind wandered for a moment, wondering what it would have been like to watch those rehearsals, and wondering how far the two had gone, and, for that matter, how far the live act was actually going to go. Jerking his mind back to the present, he belatedly joined in the cheer that greeted Rebecca’s exposure.

  Chapter 48

  Susie knew every pair of male eyes at the edge of the stage in front of her was centered on one of two things—either her extended hard nipples or the thin strip of pure blonde hair that pointed down toward her otherwise bare slit. With her own eyes half closed, she allowed a small smile to pass over her face, and watched as the men alternated their gaze from top to bottom, drinking in the charms she was currently displaying.

  Not fully displaying, not yet, that would come a little later as she and Vicki moved into the next phase of the act. She felt rather than heard Vicki move up close behind her, just as she had done to the shorter woman only minutes earlier. Vicki enclosed her waist with her hands before slowly extending them out and up onto the soft but taut skin of Susie’s stomach. She almost giggled as the men stopped looking at her hard nubs or landing strip and focused their stares on Vicki’s moving hands. As the younger woman’s hands began to slowly move in small circles on her flesh, Susie began to rotate her ass against Vicki’s pantie-clad crotch in direct counterpoint.

  The movements were slow, subtle and small at first, but gradually Vicki, who was controlling the tempo and range, increased the diameter of the patterns she was tracing on the blonde’s smooth skin. In response, and in patching time, Susie increased the movement of her own hips, and almost imperceptibly allowed her legs to relax an inch or two apart. Her movement was immediately noticed by their audience who could now more clearly see the pussy lips poking out from between her thighs.

  One hand began to snake upward, each completed circle a fraction higher than its predecessor, the other dropping lower in keeping with its fellow. Susie responded by increasing the bump and grind against her partner’s pelvis, initially just dirty dancing with her but, as the hands crept apart, closer to her treasures, the movement became more overtly sexual than ever.

  One of Vicki’s hands reached the underside of Susie’s breast whilst the other was now brushing her fingertips gently back and forth through the thin blonde patch of hair immediately above Susie’s pussy. She couldn’t help it, the attention and stimulation her body was getting was becoming almost too much, overwhelming her as she felt herself being to ride upward toward an orgasm.

  “Oh!”

  The sigh was clearly audible and the men watched as her legs involuntarily spread to allow Vicki’s hand to continue its downward journey. One hand now cupped Susie’s breast, rubbing the stiff nub of her nipple into the palm whilst the other continued down. Vicki allowed her fingers to split into two pairs, each pair travelling down along the sides of Susie’s slit, quite deliberately opening it out to display the succulent and by now very moist flesh within. She didn’t touch the most sensitive areas directly, pr
eferring to display them to the audience instead. Fully aware of how Vicki was manipulating her body, Susie couldn’t do anything to stop her.

  “Don’t stop! Oh, my God!”

  Her fevered outburst only increased her own inflammation and, after only another minute of the teasing indirect stimulation, Susie felt the wave of reaction roll over her. Everyone in the room heard her scream as she came, coating Vicki’s fingers which, at the final moment, moved to rub the inside labia of her pussy with her juices. It was difficult for her to keep her legs braced as the waves of pleasure raced back and forth through her nervous system. They felt like jelly thirty seconds or so after the final wave of the powerful orgasm finished washing through her.

  She finally opened her eyes and felt Vicki loosen the supporting grip that had helped her stay standing through the experience. Trying to focus, she realized Vicki was holding two of her fingers directly in front of Susie’s face, the aromatic odor telling her the glistening coating was her own juices. Wordlessly, knowing what her partner wanted, she opened her mouth and allowed Vicki to insert them, slowly, lasciviously, sucking the sweet nectar from them much to the murmurs of amazement from the watching audience.

  As Vicki slowly removed the fingers from her mouth, Susie knew it was her turn to manipulate the other woman and, without waiting for a signal from her, she spun round to face Vicki. She looked the shorter woman in the face and smiled, seeing the desire still floating there, the need to feel exactly the same way as Susie had herself.

  Hooking her fingers into the waistband of the tiny panties Vicki was wearing took only a moment, drawing them down from her hips took another. A couple of seconds later, Vicki stepped out of them, just as Susie had done only minutes earlier. She kissed Vicki and n knelt down in front of her, pulling gently on the other woman’s hands to guide her into a similar kneeling position. Gracefully, she guided Vicki further down until the brunette was reclining back on the stage, her feet pointing toward the men, leaning up on her elbows to watch as Susie dropped into a position between her relaxed legs. Susie knew the men directly behind her would get a clear view of her own pussy peeping out from between her legs but she had other things on her mind. Well, one thing to be precise—the fully clean-shaven pussy presenting itself now scant inches from her face.

  She hoped to be able to complete the next phase of the act and give Vicki the same release as the younger woman had given her before any member of the audience joined them on stage. There were no bouncers, though, to prevent them joining in at any point so it wasn’t a certainty. With her ass in the air and her pussy displayed, there would clearly be only one target for the first man to join them. Nevertheless, the audience had been subdued so far, content to watch the act in subdued appreciation. How long that would last she didn’t know. Wiggling her ass at the audience both in anticipation and invitation, she lowered her face to Vicki’s waiting pussy. Underneath her, the other woman bucked and a loud gasp escaped her as Susie’s tongue began to penetrate the already open folds.

  Chapter 49

  Peter had watched as the two women flinched when Susie’s orgasmic scream echoed around the room. He had seen, and heard, the woman cum before, but never that loud. By the way Carol and Rebecca reacted, neither of them had either.

  Carol didn’t waste time caressing or playing with Rebecca this time, instead she simply kissed the other woman’s ear and turned away.

  “My shot, I think. Ball in hand?”

  “Yes.”

  Picking up the white, Carol placed it nearer the edge of the table in direct line with the one ball and pocketed a very easy pot. The two ball followed but the three was much more challenging and, when she reached for it, Peter could see his wife wasn’t very confident of missing the canon into the middle pocket. Two seconds later the balls cracked and Carol potted the three, but the cue ball rolled agonizingly close to the middle pocket, seeming to pause and wobble for a second before dropping into the hole with a solid thunk.

  “Yes!”

  Rebecca’s comment was almost completely drowned out by the cheer from the watchers and Carol looked reproachfully at her husband who had joined in.

  “Pussy!… Pussy!… Pussy!”

  Again the chant sounded and Carol stood still as Rebecca approached her. This time Rebecca didn’t go behind Carol but bent from the waist in front of her, keeping her legs straight, allowing the men behind to glimpse her pussy peeking out from below her ass cheeks. Her hands rose to Carol’s waist and grasped the waistband of the now offending article. Peter watched his wife’s face as Rebecca literally stripped them down her legs. Briefly Carol closed her eyes and then opened them to look straight at him, a smile playing across her lips. She allowed her mouth to relax open and sighed before running her tongue around her lips.

  Peter jerked his gaze downward, aware of only one thing that would elicit such a reaction from his wife—direct stimulation to her pussy. Despite her feet still being tangled up in her panties, Carol had allowed her knees to relax apart and Rebecca was taking full advantage. Despite her body being in the way, Peter could see his neighbor had lowered her face into close proximity to his wife’s pussy and was fairly obviously licking all round the shaven area.

  After a couple of seconds Carol, with an obvious effort, placed her hands on Rebecca’s shoulders, gently easing the other woman away. Rebecca moved reluctantly and Carol giggled.

  “Not yet, honey, you haven’t won the rack yet.”

  Rebecca straightened up with a pout on her lips as Carol stepped out of the tangle of panties around her feet. As Rebecca turned to face them, Peter could see the wet glistening patch of moisture around Rebecca’s lips—obviously his wife was getting very hot. One look at the flush suffusing her face, neck and chest confirmed that.

  The game went on, each woman taking their turn for a shot. When one of them wasn’t actually shooting they stood to one end of the table or the other, posing provocatively with the cue as only a naked woman, wearing only heels, stockings and garters could. The one taking the shot took their time, bending from the waist, exposing their ass more often than not to the watching men. Finally, Carol had a shot on the nine ball and fluffed it, leaving Rebecca a simple tap in over the pocket to win the frame.

  “Yes!”

  A huge grin lit up Rebecca’s face, obviously looking forward to collecting her final forfeit. As it happened, Carol was standing at the end of the pool table nearest to Peter as her neighbor approached her. Rebecca seized the cue from Carol’s unresisting hand and turned her until her back was to the table.

  “Sit up there, honey, you have something I want.”

  Without a word, and smiling herself, Carol lifted herself onto the end rail of the pool table and, under gentle guidance from Rebecca, slowly scooted back until her ass was firmly planted on the baize of the table. Forced to raise her legs by her position, she couldn’t stop Rebecca from pushing in between them, not that she appeared to try.

  “Are you ready, honey? I can see you are.”

  Rebecca’s fingers flashed down between Carol’s outspread legs and, from the groan that instantly issued from her, she was obviously stroking Carol’s slit with her fingertips. A grunt followed as Rebecca inserted at least one finger into her friend and Carol sank gracefully back onto her elbows, even as her feet came up to lodge on the outside of the table rail.

  Peter watched as his neighbor played his wife’s body like a violin as she slowly bent forward from the waist again to sink her head between Carol’s thighs. A further grunt followed as Rebecca’s lips obviously made contact with her mound whilst her hands rose to fondle and tweak Carol’s distended nipples.

  Peter could sense all the men moving closer to where he stood, trying to get closer to the action, and he soon realized they were readying themselves to join in. The thought of watching as the other men took over the action and fucked themselves silly with these two obviously willing women was highly arousing. The fact that one of them was his neighbor and the other his wife o
nly increased the feeling that this was going to truly be something to remember. A moment later another thought came into his mind and his body leapt into motion.

  Before the other men could make an overt move that turned the teasing lesbian show into an out and out gangbang, he was moving. A split second later he was standing behind Rebecca, who sensed someone was there, as well as what they were planning, and allowed her own legs to part, allowing access. His fingers dipped between them to stroke across the distended lips of her shaven pussy and he could hear the moan muffled by his wife as he continued to rub Rebecca’s sensitive clit.

  His other hand was busy too, unzipping his fly and fishing his rock hard penis from his boxers. Rebecca moaned again as she felt him press his bell end against her pussy lips. Peter, however, was watching his wife, already far gone on the path toward an orgasm from the expert ministrations of Rebecca’s tongue. As he pushed home into his neighbor, the action made Rebecca pause and groan loudly into his wife’s pussy. Realizing something was happening to her friend, Carol half opened her eyes to see what was happening. Peter watched as she saw someone was now fucking Rebecca, her eyes opening wide in recognition that that man was actually her husband. It was enough to send Carol over the edge and she came. The other men moved in close as her cries pierced the silence.

  Chapter 50

  With her face buried in Vicki’s sweet tasting pussy, her tongue lapping at the sugary nectar pouring from the other woman’s slit and her nose pressing against her clit, Susie had only her ears to tell her what the men were doing behind her. She was kneeling between Vicki’s outspread legs, her ass up in the air, her legs parted, giving a perfect rear view of her pussy to the audience.