For those who don't remember, I work 3rd shift at a local factory. Well, local as in about 25 miles away, but close enough for living in a more rural area. I enjoy the night shift for the freedom it allows me-freedom to drive naked and freedom to set a daytime schedule of my choosing. Although I try to stick to a schedule of going home to sleep right away, there are times when someone wants a morning fuck, and of course I am always willing to oblige.
Kathy is lucky, she doesn't have to work, I make enough money for us to live modestly. Truth be told, I don't think she could hold a job anyhow. It's not that she can't work, or is even unwilling to consider it. Her problem is that she has one of the worst cases of nymphomania I have ever known anyone to have. It seems like anything will set off her craving for sex, and the desire is so great she literally can't think of anything else until her pussy is filled. There are dildos laying all around our house so she can grab one at any time and play with herself. It never completely satisfies her, but is enough until she can either get a cock in her or have some pussy juice on her tongue. I always thought it was funny how pussy juice will calm her, but it never fails to satisfy her until her next craving. Since I usually wake up between 2-3pm, it is not unusual to wake up and find her fucking someone.
This is why when I woke up this Wednesday afternoon I wasn't surprised to hear her moaning. I didn't know if she was with someone or just masturbating, but knew I would find out soon. I rolled out of bed and walked across the hall to the bathroom to take a piss. I then did my morning clean up and walked out of the bathroom toward the living room pulling on my cock. I stopped in amazement as I saw our neighbor Paul fucking Kathy doggy style.
Paul is married to Amanda and they have been out neighbors for about 2 years. They are the one set of neighbors that never really talked to us. We always knew not everyone would agree with how we live our life, and we just figured they were one of those couples. So to see Paul fucking Kathy just blew me away. I stood there and jerked off while watching them.
I could tell Paul was pretty well hung, his strokes were pretty long. Kathy's boobs swung under her in rhythm to the slapping sound that came every time Paul pushed in. I could hear the suction of Kathy's pussy juice trying to keep Paul's cock lubed and sliding effortlessly deep inside her. I could see Paul had shaved his cock and balls,which is something I really like. My mouth began to water and my cock grew harder as I thought about how his cock would taste and feel inside my mouth. I started really jerking hard on my cock as I watched.
After about 10 minutes Paul slapped Kathy's ass and told her to roll over. She quickly did as she was told and soon he was mounted and fucking her again. I watched the sweat glisten off his back and Kathy's fingers trying to dig into his back. It wasn't long before she wrapped her legs around his waist and was trying to pull him deeper inside her.
I thought about Paul's wife Amanda. She was one of those women who came across to me as being entitled. She was probably homecoming queen in high school, and had the attitude that often went with it. Although I have never known her to look at us in a bad way, just the standoffish nature she carried was enough to make me not even really consider her fuckable. As I watched Paul pound Kathy's pussy, I wondered if maybe I was wrong in that assessment.
Kathy was rocking under Paul, trying to flip him over. Kathy's favorite position is on top, where she can control everything- the pace and the depth of the cock inside her. She could tease herself, then pound hard. Paul got the hint and rolled over. His prize was having Kathy's 44DD boobs hanging in his face, nipples long, hard and proud.
I thought about joining them but decided to just let them fuck. I am sure it took a lot for Paul to get the courage to come over. I wondered how long they had been talking about it, Kathy had never mentioned it before. I decided I would just go outside and let them have their fun. I would be filled in later with all the other details anyhow.
I opened the back door and walked outside ready to enjoy the warmth of the sun. My hard on had subdued just a bit, but I was still horny. I wasn't sure really what I wanted, whether to masturbate or just wait and fuck Kathy when she got done with Paul. Those thoughts suddenly vanished as I spotted Amanda laying naked in one of our lounge chairs soaking in the rays.
Her body was a smooth even tan. I wondered if she went to a tanning bed or if she just liked to lay naked outside. My mind was having a hard time rationalizing that she was even here. All our past interactions have never lead me to believe this was possible. She looked to have what I thought to be about 38 C boobs, still somewhat firm but they had that slight droop that comes as you get a little older. Her nipples were about an inch long and looked like they would be really fun to suck on. Her pussy lips bulged out, swollen and wet, glistening in the sun. Her stomach wasn't tight, but she wasn't fat either. She was a middle aged woman who has had couple kids, who obviously trying to keep herself in shape. As I stood there studying her, I felt myself growing hard once more.
Amanda must have felt my presence because she glanced back at me and gave me a quick smile. I walked up and sat in the chair next to her, not really sure what to say. She broke the silence when she told me that she had heard stories about how big my cock was but now that she can see it close up that it was bigger than she thought it was going to be. I chuckled and told her she wasn't the first to be surprised from it. I told her I was shocked to see her and Paul here as they had never given any hint that they were interested in really getting to know each other.
She leaned back, enjoying the sun, turning quiet for a moment. I leaned back as well, willing myself to relax. With Paul fucking Kathy inside and finding Amanda naked outside, I was pretty sure I was going to fuck her but I didn't want to rush the process. I wanted her to be as comfortable as possible. I glanced over at her wondering again if I had misjudged her, two years of having a certain impression about someone just doesn't go away. She looked over at me and had what seemed to be a sad smile and sighed.
She started telling me about how life had become stale for her and Paul. Their kids were getting older, and his sex drive was starting to decrease. Years of making love to the same person had become very routine, and although they loved each other, the spark just wasn't there sexually like it used to be. They both knew that it was natural, that part of life where you transition from a relationship based more on sex to one based more on comfort and support. They had started to watch porn as a way to spice things up, mimicking what they watched. They heard stories about the life we had, and how much fun we were having living it. They bought a porn based on swinging and they both realized it was hot to watch their partner getting fucked. After talking about it for about a while and kind of watching what happened over here, they had decided to try it and see if the actual swinging experience was as good as the movie made it appear to be.
I told her I was glad they had talked about it and made a mutual decision, but they had to tread carefully. I told her how Kathy and I can fuck who we want whenever we want, but we have to be open and honest about it. We never keep secrets about who and when we fuck, and always try to have sex before we go to sleep at the end of the day. We understand that at the end it will always be just the two of us, everyone else is just sexual adventures.I told her it is vital to have that understanding or it could drive a wedge between them, and jealousy could set in.
We laid there for a few more minutes, and occasionally could hear a moan or noise from Paul and Kathy fucking. I wondered if they were on round two, or if Paul had exceptional stamina and hadn't yet cum. I knew Kathy could go all day and had probably had multiple orgasms by now. I saw Amanda touch her pussy when she heard a moan, and knew she was excited about Paul getting fucked. I decided I may as well make a move, see where things led.
I slid down between her legs and lowered my head into her shining pussy, my tongue reaching out to taste her sweetness. I felt her shiver as my tongue touched her clit and when I glanced up I saw she was playing with her nipples. Her eyes were closed and she had a dreamy look on her face. I was surprised she wasn't more tense and unsure, but was glad she was comfortable. I sucked her clit into my mouth and nibbled on it, making her back arch and her legs tighten around my head. I held her clit in my teeth and flicked my tongue back and forth over it, her body trembling. Her hands came down to my head and pushed it down, as if trying to smother me. I slid my hands under her raised ass and massaged her ass cheeks until she started cumming. Her body jerked and quivered, and she squeezed my head even tighter. She was strong and it almost hurt but I wouldn't stop eating her pussy. I was all in by now, and my cock wanted in her pussy in the worst way.
