Love Thy Neighbor's Hotwife

by David Stone

  “I can’t tell you how nice that was, Don,” said Kristen. “My God, I’m sorry if I made a scene there, folks. I should have told you two I get kind of vocal when I come, and I come a lot!”

  “No, Kristen,” said Donna. “It was hot. I almost jumped on Ed. I was jealous of what you were experiencing.” She laughed. “But I think we need to take care of my husband, Kristen. He must be ready to burst!” She grabbed my cock and bent down to take it in her mouth.

  “NO,” said Kristen. “That’s mine for tonight!’ Donna backed off as Kristen leaned down to swallow me whole. Her mouth was hot, and her dexterous tongue furiously became acquainted with my cock.

  I was in an odd position, so I scooted down the bed to lie flat. Kristen followed seamlessly. She straddled my leg as she sucked and pumped my shaft. I could feel her wet slit rubbing against me as if reawakened and hungry for renewed attention. I felt on the verge of release and Kristen intuitively lifted off and pulled me over on top of her. Her legs went up onto my shoulders and in a single motion I was deep inside her. She gasped and moaned as I groaned and thrust. She felt so warm and aqueous. It felt like she was absorbing my whole body.

  I lifted my belly a bit so I could look down and watch my shaft disappear into Kristen. I could hardly believe this was happening. I looked into her eyes. I saw in them a sense of wonderment and eager warmth. Forever now our relationship would be different. I would be one of the few men who had tasted her delights. We would now be bonded forever.

  She began another volley of “OH MY GOD’s” and “FUCK ME HARDER, DON, HARDER… OH GOD YES!!!” As my cock pulsed with its release, she nearly screamed as a second climax claimed her body. We erupted simultaneously. All I could manage were nonsense noises as I panted like a spent cheetah. Our bodies finally came to a rest. I’d completely lost track of Donna and Ed, and the fact that they’d been watching us.

  I rolled off Kristen and laid next to her, still breathing hard, utterly depleted. As fucks go, it was epic. Utterly and completely so. Was it due to Kristen and some magic she possessed? Or the novelty? Did it matter?

  Kristen pulled me into a rolling embrace as she kissed me all over. She seemed ecstatic. Only slowly did we become mutually aware that our spouses were in the room. A towel landed on my face. I looked up and saw Donna smiling down.

  “You guys are soaked,” she said, smiling. She bent down and kissed me. Jokingly, she added, “So, did you enjoy yourself there, Don? You seemed to be having a good time.”

  I smiled and looked at Kristen. She looked completely spent and in a dreamy state.

  “This has been the best birthday ever!” she said. “Fuck. That was good! You’re a lucky gal, Donna!”

  “I’m glad you enjoyed it!” said Donna. “I know Don did.” She picked up my softening member and gave it a kiss. “Funny,” she said. “You taste like Kristen.” She laughed.

  Kristen sat up, grabbed the towel Donna had given me and wiped her face. “Jesus,” she said. “I probably look like a whore at the end of her shift.”

  “You look happy,” said Ed. “You know, I’ve never seen you in action before. You do look like a pro.”

  Kristen grinned. “I’m the same with you, Ed. Don’t give them ideas that I’m not.”

  “Speaking of which,” said Donna. “If Ed doesn’t fuck me now I’m going to implode. Scoot over Kristen so I can lie down.”

  Please, Take My Wife

  Donna gave me a lover’s kiss. She looked into my eyes seeking assurance that what she was about to do was still okay. How could it not be, under the circumstances? I’d just fucked one of her best friends on the planet. She got what she was looking for by way of assurance, then moved to the center of the bed. Looking at her naked on my neighbor’s king-sized mattress, her beautiful tits, her lovely triangle of pubic hair, her long slender legs, did give me a tinge of jealousy. I was about to let another man taste her delights. She was eager to share them.

  She wanted to have another man’s cock inside her.

  Kristen and I cuddled on the side of the bed near the foot. She was half in my lap, which was restoring my enthusiasm. I had to adjust her to accommodate my reviving cock. She cupped my chin in her hand and gave me a kiss, then we watched Ed gently climb over my wife.

  His cock, which must have grown another two inches, now looked daunting. I saw Donna eye it as Ed slowly lowered himself. They embraced and fondled each other, his hands exploring her ass, which she lifted to encourage him on. Her own hands rubbed his back and squeezed his athletic buttocks. Her legs wrapped around him and her heels pressed into the back of his thighs. Seeing her legs spread so wide for another man excited me.

  He let his cock slip down between her legs and Donna released an audible gasp. I didn’t think he was inside yet. Her hand went down between them. I guessed she was rubbing Ed’s tip up and down her slit. Her knees rose as he heaved his cock inside her. She pushed on his shoulders, as if trying to arrest his penetration, then she relaxed. Ed started thrusting and Donna responded immediately, gasping at the apex of each of his thrusts. I wondered if he was getting his cock all the way in.

  This really interested me for some reason.

  For a moment I thought I saw a look of pain on Donna’s face, but it quickly evaporated as her expression changed to one of euphoria. She was now encouraging Ed to thrust faster and deeper. Their flesh smacked together. Donna raised her legs perpendicular to her body as it shook violently with each impact of Ed’s thrusts. It did look violent. That was the word. They were colliding. His cock was a battering ram, her body its target.

  Donna started to wail, but it was barely a match for Ed’s grunting. She started to narrate. “GOD ED… You’re so fucking, fucking big! OH GOD! I’m going to come!!! I’m coming!!! Come with me Ed! I want you to come all over me while Don watches!!! OH GOD!!!”

  A fever of kinetic energy gripped them both. Donna’s body spasmed uncontrollably as if possessed by non-earthbound forces. She seemed to levitate as Ed’s unrestrained thrusts lifted her off the bed. They both came with a ferocity hard to imagine. This was a Donna I didn’t know existed. She was the Goddess Mother, or some such elevated being, a divine creature from which all eros erupted. They collapse into each other completely spent, my wife’s legs now locked around Ed’s back as she rocked him back and forth.

  Kristen and I had frozen into a single being, thanks to the force we unconsciously demonstrated holding on to each other. As Ed and Donna slipped into their afterglow, Kristen started kissing me all over. She rearranged herself so that her legs were on either side of me. My erection was back. She lowered herself over my cock, guiding it with her fingers, and rocked her pelvis at first gently, then with increasing force until it became violent and determined. She achieved her third orgasm. Her head fell back as if in rapture, but this time as she came she just moaned, soothingly, ending with a final muted spasm and whimper. She kissed me deeply, then pulled me down onto the bed next her.

  We all laid there entwined in the now mutual afterglow. Soft moanings due to gentle caresses were the only sounds. In another few minutes we were all asleep.

  Afterglow

  I awoke to sweet, sucking sounds, then noted the source. Donna was gently alternating between licking and inhaling my cock. It was stiff in her hand, ready for whatever Donna had in mind.

  “There you are,” she said. “You’ve been sleeping like a baby. I was afraid to wake you but couldn’t resist playing with your cock. It performed quite well last night. Kristen is in heaven.”

  I looked around. Both Kristen and Ed were gone.

  “They’re in the shower, Don.”

  I pulled her down so we could kiss. We both tasted like sex, about which there was no mystery as to the cause. She got on top of me and started rocking her pussy on my cock.

  “Are you okay?” she asked. “I mean, about last night?”

  “Sure. You?”

  “Yes. I think we did the right thing. I think we’ll be okay.”

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��Are you okay? Ed’s cock scared me for your sake.”

  Donna laughed. “I know. I was a little nervous at first.”

  “But it was okay? I mean, did he go all the way in?”

  “Oh yeah. Definitely,” she said.

  “And you liked it, right?”

  “I had to get used to it, that’s for sure,” she said, then smiled. “Don’t worry. I prefer your cock. I’m not sure I could handle Ed’s all the time.”

  “That’s good to know.”

  “What about you? Did you like Kristen’s pussy?”

  Hearing Donna saying “pussy” was still new to me. I had, in fact, already noted the difference, pussy-wise, between Donna and Kristen. “Sure, I liked it. She’s big too, like Ed. Maybe he made her that way.”

  Donna looked confused. “How so, big?”

  “Well, I’m not sure what I mean. There’s a lot of space in there?”

  Donna laughed. “Oh, ‘volume-wise’ big. I’ve never heard about that before.”

  “Sure you have,” I said. “You know, tight pussy? The opposite of that must be ‘loose pussy’?”

  We both laughed.

  “I like what you’re saying,” said Donna. “You’re saying I have a tight pussy.”

  “Well, you did have, at least. That may have changed since, you know, last night?”

  She smacked me good-humoredly. “I wouldn’t worry about that. It still feels tight.” She pressed her pussy against my cock for emphasis.

  “Good,” I said. I preferred Donna’s pussy, which isn’t to say I didn’t enjoy Kristen’s.

  “See,” said Donna. “It’s good to talk about things.”

  “Have you talked to them this morning?” I asked.

  “Not really. Kristen cuddled with me while we slept. It was sweet, not sexual, in case you’re wondering. I woke up first. I had to use the bathroom, and getting out of bed woke them up since we were all tangled up here. They seemed a bit sheepish, I guess.”

  “How so?”

  “Who knows what to say after something like last night? I’m sure none of us do.”

  “It was a bit crazy, that’s for sure. Watching Ed fuck you was, I don’t know, definitely interesting.”

  “Same here, buddy. I got jealous watching you fuck Kristen. But then it passed. I was happy for you.”

  “Me you too.”

  “So, we are good. Good. I wonder what’s next? Do we just have a normal breakfast now, and talk about the weather? Do we go home? Do we fuck again?” Donna laughed. “This is definitely new ground for us.”

  The bathroom door opened and Kristen emerged naked drying herself off. She dipped her head forward, wrapped her hair in the towel, then flipped it back.

  “So you’re up, Don. Did you sleep okay?” she asked. The fact that I was lying naked on her bed appeared completely normal to her.

  “Like a baby, as they say. Yes.” I replied. Seeing Kristen naked again, and so casually, was definitely a pleasant experience.

  “Me too. I think I spooned Donna all night. I remember that from sleepovers when I was a kid. I’m a hugger, I guess.”

  “She told me you two spooned,” I said. “She said it was sweet, and that you hadn’t gone lesbian overnight.” I smiled to make sure she knew I was kidding.

  “No. I don’t roll that way. Sorry, Donna.” she laughed.

  “Me either, Kristen. We’re good. I was afraid one of the boys would have dared us to do something together last night.”

  “Oh God, you’re right,” said Kristen. “I hadn’t thought of that.”

  “Thought of what?” asked Ed, now emerging from the bathroom.

  “You and Don didn’t dare Donna and me to do something lesbo last night when we were playing that game.”

  “Neither did you or Donna. You didn’t dare Don and me to do something.”

  “Thank God for that,” I said. “I think we’re all comfortable not going there.”

  “No offense, Don, but I’ll roger that,” said Ed.

  Kristen looked a little dumbfounded now.

  “I don’t think Kristen or I would be into that, boys, so we’re all safe.”

  Now Kristen looked disappointed, though I had no idea about which bit. Her and Donna or me and Don?

  “Well, we’ve got that settled,” said Ed. “Now what? Kristen and I talked the shower. We have no clue how to follow up what happened last night.” He smiled. “We don’t know the etiquette for this sort of thing.”

  Donna laughed. “We were saying the same before you came out of the bathroom.”

  “So we’re all still on the same page,” said Ed. “We’re novices. That’s good, in my opinion.”

  “How do you mean, Ed?” asked Donna.

  “We’re not swingers, Donna,” said Kristen. “That’s not how we want to look at what happened.”

  I knew both Donna and me agreed. We were experimenting, looking for a way to restore the passion in our marriage. We already knew it was working. The past week proved it.

  “We’re not interested in that either, Kristen,” said Donna. “What happened between us wasn’t a springboard. It was the destination.”

  I thought that was very well put on such short notice.

  “Good,” said Ed. “We’ve got all that sorted. Now, I think we all could all use some coffee.”

  “I think Don and I will have a quick shower if that’s okay,” said Donna. Kristen, still naked, got us fresh towels and Donna and I slipped into the shower.

  Our clothes were downstairs. Though it was entirely unnecessary, we wrapped ourselves in towels and went there to get dressed. As we passed through the kitchen we noted both Kristen and Ed were still naked.

  “Oh,” said Donna. “I wasn’t expecting this.” She dropped her towel over the back of a kitchen table chair. “Nudism.”

  “Gosh, you’re right,” said Kristen. “I didn’t even think of that. Ed and I often don’t wear clothes around the house.”

  Ed’s cock, now in daylight and flaccid, still looked pornographic. In such conditions mine would definitely not.

  Donna poured us coffee and we sat at the kitchen table. Ed and Kristen joined us. I sat still wearing my towel. In the daylight, seeing Donna nude with our friends, seeing her breasts exposed as they were above the tabletop, was reigniting my fires. In another moment I could remove the towel and not feel too ashamed. I was under the grip of a mystical stamina, apparently. I’d made love more in the past week than in the past eight months if Donna’s accounting was accurate.

  Kristen got up to refresh her coffee. Seeing how comfortable she was moving around naked encouraged me to unwrap my towel. My erection was now full on but I didn’t care. As she returned to her seat, Kristen paused behind me, put a hand on my shoulder, and jokingly said, “I see Don’s ready for more action, Donna. What should we do about that?” She kissed the top of my head.

  Donna laughed, then teased me. “Don, can we help you with anything? You seem to be insatiable these days.”

  “No,” I said. “I guess I’m just responding to the view around this table.”

  Kristen didn’t have a direct line of sight to Ed’s lap, so she asked Donna to check on how he was doing.

  Donna leaned over and smiled. “I think Ed’s happy with the situation. Do you like seeing us girls naked around your kitchen table, Ed? That’s the impression I’m getting.”

  Kristen laughed, then stood beside me. “Scoot your chair back a bit, won’t you Don?” I did so. It was an armless chair. She sat on my lap facing me after gently directing my cock into her pussy for a reprised visit. I was absolutely not expecting this. “Oh, this is nice,” she said. It was nice. It felt like she was giving my cock a warm morning bath.

  Kristen half turned her head to speak to Ed and Donna. “You two don’t mind, do you, if I fuck Don one more time?”

  “Be my guest,” said Donna. I could see her smile.

  Kristen and I started kissing. She put my hand on her breast and pressed it in. I squeezed, then p
layed with her nipple, pinching and pulling it. “OH GOD,” she said. “OH, DON, THIS FEELS SO NAUGHTY!!!” She started rocking back and forth, her bottom smacking into my lap, and I pressed my cock into her as well I could from this position. “OH FUCK!, ED! YES!” I pinched and pulled harder on her nipples, then bit them, picking up that she liked this maneuver. It seemed all bets were off now. She began pushing into my cock as hard as she could, almost jumping up and down. I worried the chair would break. I looked down to watch my cock disappear into her each time she lowered herself. I still couldn’t believe I was fucking Ed’s wife right in front of him and my wife.

  She reached her point of no return. “HOLY FUCK! I’M GOING TO COME!!! Unexpectedly, she almost hollered, “DON’T COME IN ME, DON!!! I WANT YOU TO… OH, MY GOD… DON’T COME YET DON...OH, I’M COMING!!!