George and Julie Meet Their New Neighbor

We talked about business; it turned out the business he owned did business with the company where I worked. We talked about sports, he had played college football, and I watched college football. We ended up having a lot in common, it was just everything he did was better than I did. Don't get me wrong John was a hell of a guy and I could, I would like him, I guess I was jealous.

The women came back and we took our drinks to the couches in the living room. Phoebe curled up next to John with her legs tucked under her. She was wearing a long dress with a split up the side, as she sat this way she exposed a lot of her gorgeous legs. Her top was very, very low cut; I don't know how she could keep her breasts from breaking free for all of us to see. She looked at Julie but spoke to me,

"George you naughty boy," (my heart dropped, what was she going to say?) "You told on me. You told your wife I saw her naked and not only that, you told her I commented on her pubic hair."

I looked at Julie her face was neon red, she said,

"He only told me because; I told him I look like a little boy next to you."

John was paying attention to all of this. He got up and sat next to Julie, he put his arm around her. He began stroking her arm.

"My dear, I love your body, you look so healthy, so athletic."

I noticed Julie's nipples sticking out like pencil erasers, I wondered if she was turned on or embarrassed. John asked me to fetch another pitcher of martinis out of the fridge. When I returned John was kissing Julie and she was definitely kissing him back. Phoebe patted the couch next to her,

"George, join me over here."

I didn't know what happened while I was out of the room, but I was all for it. I sat next to Phoebe and put my lips to hers. I could kiss her lips all day, we frenched, and her mouth felt so wet. I kept thinking about her swallowing my cock and I was literally squirming in my seat. I wanted to glance over to Julie but was afraid to make eye contact, and then I heard her moan so I had to know. I looked over to her to see her breasts exposed and John ravishing them. She looked so hot I was afraid she might pass out. Seeing this, gave me the green light with Phoebe and I dove into her cleavage. I was almost past the point of no return when John spoke up,

"We sure are getting carried away on our first night together. As much as I hate to say it, I think we had better cool it. I don't want anybody waking up tomorrow feeling guilty. Let's call it a night and we can talk when we have dinner Friday."

We walked home in silence, as soon as we got in the front door we couldn't contain our passion long enough to get to the bedroom. Julie literally ripped my shirt off as I pulled my pants down. I pulled up her dress and noticed her panties were gone. She grinned at me,

"I gave them to John as a souvenir; he said they turned him on."

"I think you turn him on, and you turn me on too."

I stopped talking and started eating pussy, I had never seen Julie this wet, and her juices were running down her thighs. She grabbed my hair and mashed my face into her clit, as I sucked I kept biting and pulling, trying to pull her little man out of his boat. She started yelling and screaming,

"Yes, harder do it harder, oh yes, that's it keep going."

Then she pushed me away and collapsed in a heap. I tenderly started kissing her pussy barley putting my tongue inside her. She started brushing her fingers through my hair and caressing my cheek. "George please don't wait any longer I need your cock, put it in me."

She turned over and got up on all fours, she looked at me over her shoulder. Her eyes were still glazed and god knows what I looked like as I shoved my cock into her like an animal. She kept meeting my stroke pushing back to meet my thrusts. She looked like a sex machine, and when I came, she had a look of disappointment on her face. I tried to leave my cock inside her but it fell out with a plop. My cum dripped on the floor and formed a pool that looked translucent in moonlight shinning through the window.

We got and up went to the bedroom, and just fell on the bed. We spooned, both of us covered in our juices. She held my limp dick in her hand as we drifted off to sleep. We awoke in the morning to a mess. Dried cum all over both of us and the bedspread and I didn't even want to look at the mess in the front room. We took a shower together almost in silence, we both knew we had to talk about our night but neither knew how to start the conversation.

"George I love you, I hope you are not upset with last night."

"Dear I can only say the same thing to you. Can you tell me, are you alright with what happened?"

"I can't believe how excited I became; John is a very sexy man. He is so confidant and so good looking and Phoebe makes me wet. Does that make me gay? I saw you kissing Phoebe and I was jealous, because I wanted to be kissing her. You know she told me what you two did the other night. I wish you had told me but it's funny I don't mind the two of you together."

I wasn't sure how I felt about her and John; I didn't want to think about it, preferring to think about Phoebe and me.

We were getting dressed and I looked over at my wife, she was in a dainty bra, and a flimsy pair of panties. I went over to her and put my arms around her, I rubbed her through her panties.

"George stop that, we have to get dressed."

I put my fingers inside her panties and brushed her little landing strip.

"I bet John would like these to add to his collection, I can see your pubes right through them."

I turned her around and kissed her hard, then soft.

"The hell with it, let's play hooky today."

She looked up at me and sighed,

"Wouldn't that be nice? Do we dare? If I call in, that damn Angie will call your place to see if you called in too."

"That's OK I'll call in for both of us, I'll tell work that you're so sick I have to stay home and take care of you. Take off those panties; I'm going to start taking care of you right now."

She laughed that laugh that I love so much,

"You behave, call work first, then come back and I'll let you nurture me back to health."

I was lying on my back with my wife sitting on my face, ridding me like a pony. The phone rang; she reached over and answered while she rode.

"Hi Phoebe, oh we had a great night, we didn't even make it to the bedroom. How about you, how was your evening? I bet you did you lucky devil. We're playing hooky you want to come join us. I am sure we can think of something to do, I'd let you talk to George but he has his mouth full right now. You're right he does have his mouth full of me."

She shuddered and filled my mouth with more of her juices.

"Excuse me I just had to take a minute to have a little climax. Yes of course, I'm teasing you, but I really did cum a little. Come on over when you get the chance."

She slid off my face and onto my cock, without putting it in, she was just rubbing it in her pussy. She would insert it a little way and as I started to shove, she would pull it out and start rubbing again.

"Honey, I want to watch you fuck Phoebe, oh god that sounds so exciting. Today as soon as she gets here, take her and fuck her right in front of me."

I had no idea if she knew that was just the thing I wanted to do most. Then she said almost nonchalantly,

"Oh and George, I am going to fuck John, just as soon as I can. I hope you are alright with it, but either way I am going to fuck him, I need to fuck him."

As an answer, I came on her pussy, having not even got inside her. The doorbell rang, Julie said,

"I dare you to go open the door just like that."

That is just what I did, after peeking to make sure it was Phoebe. I let her in; she looked at me and smiled,

"You didn't have to get all dressed up for me."

She followed me into the bedroom; Julie was still lying there with her legs spread wide.

"George, look at this mess you made all over me."

She was right she had cum all over her pussy

"Phoebe to the rescue, I'll take care of that for you."

She crawled on the bed and put her face into my wife's pussy, gobbling up my cum as she sucked on Julie's cunt lips. By the time she got to her clit, Julie was about ready to go into a cationic state. She started to hyperventilate, finally finishing in a loud scream.

"Honey not so loud, what will the neighbors think?"

As I was still too soft to do any good, I announced that I would go make coffee. I walked through the front room and noticed the mess still there from last night. I put the coffee on and came back to clean up all our clothes and pick up a couple of chairs we had knocked to the floor. Then I saw the dried puddle of cum on our hardwood floor, last night it looked almost pretty. Today in the sunlight it looked like a crusty lump of dried cum. I went back to the kitchen and got a damp sponge. It didn't help; it was a dried crusty heap and it wouldn't come up. I got the coffee service and a couple of croissants and took them to the bedroom.

"Anybody know how to get dried semen off a hardwood floor?"

Phoebe laughed,

"The only thing I can suggest is a throw rug."

Julie asked Phoebe how many throw rugs she had around her place.

"Honey you don't want to know, I finally learned, no matter what clean it up the same night."

Julie told me to come lie between them and as soon as I did they both started to caress me. Seeing Phoebe lying naked next to my wife had already aroused me.

"Julie says she wants to watch us George, what do you think?"

As an answer I got up and went to the foot of the bed, I started rubbing my cock.

"Well, come on, come, and get it."

Phoebe crawled over and took me in her mouth, I watched as Julie started caressing her derrière. Then she put her hand between Phoebe's legs and began rubbing.

"George she is so wet, she needs fucking. Do it so I can watch."

"Turn around Phoebe, let me take you from behind."

She did as instructed and I slipped in with ease. I held her large ass with both hands and started pounding, in and out, faster and faster. I looked up to see Phoebe face buried in my wife's snatch. I heard my wife moaning, as she was already cumming. I kept pounding into Phoebe; I would not let myself cum until after she did. I could see the sweat shinning on her back; I could feel her juices running down my prick onto my balls. Then just when I thought, I couldn't hold out any longer, Phoebe shuddered and collapsed on top of Julie. Her doing this caused my cock to fall out with a plop just as I was cumming, I spurted all over her ass just like a money shot in a porno.

We repeated this scene with variations three more times that day. Finally, Phoebe said,

"I'm not as young as you kids, I am worn out. I am going home to take a shower and a nap before John gets home."

Julie and I fell asleep in each other's arms. After waking, we made love once again, this time as lovers, with caresses while stroking each other's bodies. We kissed tenderly as I slowly pumped in and out. I truly loved my wife and I know she loved me and I think we both wanted to show each other how much our love meant. It was a memorable moment in a once quite life that just recently became chaotic. When we finished we showered together, this is something I enjoy almost as much sex. It is so erotic in the water, soaping each other up and just rubbing our wet naked bodies together. As I washed Julie's back, I said,

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Phoebe and me the other night." Julie started to talk but I put my finger to her lips. "I felt so guilty afterwards, I have never been unfaithful to you, but I couldn't stop myself. I watched her undress you right in front of me, and then she calmly stroked your nipples while telling me how sexy you were. I just went out of control I couldn't stop myself, I didn't want to stop myself, and I had to have her. Then after when I saw you, sleeping so innocent looking I felt so guilty, I was afraid I couldn't look you in the eye."

She turned around in my arms and started to stroke my dick,

"George, I hope I can describe my feelings correctly, Phoebe is the most exotic woman, no person, I have ever met. The first time we met, I found myself having erotic fantasizes about her. You know I have never been with a woman, not even in college. No I love a nice dick like yours, so I can squeeze it like this. So George I am not upset with you, I do wish you had been honest with me but I certainly understand. I can't wait to fuck her husband; I hope I can do it right in front of you. Phoebe tells me he is incredible and I know I will find out for myself."

While Julie talked about her desire to have John, I watched her eye glaze over with lust. She kept pulling on me harder and harder and then, I erupted on her belly with a moan. She smiled up at me then proceeded to rub my sperm into her skin.

The rest of our evening was quiet and uneventful, we went to bed early and had a good night's sleep. We both arose well rested for the first time since we had moved. We got dressed had a good breakfast and we left for work at the same time. At about two o'clock, I received an urgent phone call,

"George, this is Phoebe, it's about Julie, you have to come home right now, hurry George! Just come to my house, the door is open, hurry George."

Then she hung up. I ran out of my office shouting 'emergency' to my boss as I ran by his office. I don't even remember the wild ride home, driving as fast as I dared. What had happened to Julie and why in Phoebe's house? I jumped out of my car and ran to Phoebe's; I didn't knock but just rushed through her front door. I screamed Julie's name as I ran from the empty front room toward the back of the house. I heard Phoebe say,

"She's in here George."

I found them all in their bedroom; the first sight I encountered was John's naked backside. In the eerie way our mines work I remember thinking 'how can John have a suntan butt? Who has a suntan butt?' Phoebe said,

"I'm sorry for putting you into such a panic George but we wanted you here. Julie said you wouldn't leave work early unless it was an emergency, so I made it sound like an emergency."

As my anger started to raise I finally took in the scene in Phoebe's bedroom; John was standing at the foot of the bed with his cock balls deep inside my wife who was on all fours. He was relentlessly fucking my wife, slowly in and out, in and out. He didn't change pace when I came into the room or when his wife was talking to me, he was on a mission and there was no deterring him. I could see why Julie hadn't said anything to me; her mouth was full of Phoebe's pussy. Her mouth was on Phoebe's clit and her nose was nestled in Phoebe's furry bush. I could hear her whimper slightly and I knew she was thoroughly enjoying herself. Then there was Phoebe, she looked like a goddess on a throne as she leaned back on the headboard. She was in a regal pose; her long hair was over her shoulders framing her large breasts. She was tweaking her own nipple with one hand while the other was gently caressing Julies face and hair. Phoebe's lips, god those luscious lips, were slightly open as she was breathing hard. She let out a soft moan and I could tell she was in the throes of a climax right in front of me.

As I took this all in my anger was lost in my arousal, my dick was straining against my slacks. I reached down and kissed Phoebe, I wanted to taste those lips again. She took her hand off her breast and held my head as she frenched me deeply. I could taste my wife on her lips and it was very erotic. She broke the kiss as another orgasmic shudder went through her. John spoke,

"I'm glad you made it George, don't you think you're over dressed. Come get comfortable and join the party." Then to Julie, "Julie, aren't you glad your husband is here?"

She took her face out of Phoebe just long enough to say,

"John, please don't stop, I'm so close, so close, keep going..."

"That's my husband, the energizer bunny," said Phoebe.

It didn't take me long to get my clothes off, but I felt like the fifth wheel to this erotic union. I think Phoebe could tell what I was thinking; she waved her finger at me, and then patted the bed next to her.

"George, why don't you watch for a while, we'll get to you next."

It was a show that I thoroughly enjoyed, like my own live porno where all the actors were friends and wives. I couldn't believe my wife, she had not come for air yet or John he still was holding Julie's ass and rhythmically going in and out of my wife's pussy. Every so often, I would hear her moan, as she would climax again. Finally, I could see the end of this scene was near, John started to stroke faster, then faster. Julie pulled her face out of Phoebe's pussy in anticipation of John's climax. She started to scream as John dumped his seed into her. Yet my private show was still not over. Julie turned around to clean John's enormous cock; even soft and spent it was much larger than my hardon. Next Phoebe turned around then lay on her back under Julie and proceeded to suck her husband's cum out of my wife's pussy. At least this left an open orifice for me; I climbed on the bed and stuck my face into Phoebe's sopping wet pussy.

It was quite an afternoon, and I definitely had my turn as they promised. Latter as we lounged around naked, drinking wine from John's extensive wine cellar, Phoebe jumped up.

"Oh my god today is Friday; you are supposed to be here for dinner. I have to get going, I've got work to do."

Julie and I tried to stop her, we told her we could have dinner another night, but Phoebe wouldn't hear of it. Then Julie asked if she could help, and again Phoebe said no. So in the end we went home to freshen up and change, Phoebe told us to be back by eight.

We jumped in the shower together, as we lathered each other up Julie kept talking about her afternoon,

"George, can we keep this up? I have never been fucked so much in my life. Did you see the size of John's cock? After I saw it, I was afraid to let him put it in me. Phoebe said that she would help; first, she got me so turned on with her tongue then she took her husband's cock and rubbed it in my pussy. They both were so patient with me and before long I was begging them both to put it in me."

I told her I could taste her on Phoebe's lips when we kissed and agreed on the size of John.

"I just knew it, his condo is bigger than mine, his job is bigger than mine, and even his wife's tits are bigger than my wife's, so I knew his cock would be bigger than mine."

"I love your cute little dickie," my wife teased as she began to lather my cock.

"And I love your cute little tittys," I teased back.

Dinner was formal, starting with a pitcher of John's special martinis, through several courses and ending with brandy served with some kind of frilly soufflé or tort. We ate and talked but my mind was on Phoebe's body not her cooking. Julie was astonished with all the effort put into Phoebe's dinner. Phoebe said cooking was the second love of her life, the first being her husband's cock. Julie, John, and Phoebe laughed at this, but a stab of jealousy when through my heart. Of course, she should love her husband's cock but what about me, where did I fit in with her loves.

We spent our whole summer much as we spent our first weekend. The entire summer was a blur, we fucked each other, we fucked our neighbors, and we fucked our neighbors and each other at the same time. We seldom went out and when we did, it was usually with Phoebe and John. When we did go out without them, they were in our thoughts while we were out. It seemed we were trying to prove you could wear out your sexual equipment, but we were wrong you can't (although you can make them really sore). However, this tale is about group sex or swinging it is not about love and therefore there is no way for it to have a happy conclusion. John and Phoebe knew this but Julie and I were too naive.