Looking down at the raven-haired beauty kneeling before me, I took a moment to reflect on how things had evolved. Early mornings, right after dawn, had become the most exciting time of our lives. The pretty woman, Nina ('neen-ya'), was naked and she was sucking my cock. She was not my wife. She was the wife of a man who lived a block away. Nina was a wonderful cock-sucker. She was not worried about me coming in her mouth since she had already drained my cock by fucking me twice since midnight, when she had climbed into bed with me. During the night, I had sexually consumed just about every part of Nina's exquisite little body, arousing her to the best orgasms she'd ever had. I had feasted on her luscious pussy we fucked until we were both exhausted.
I was holding binoculars and looking at her husband Ricardo on the back deck of his and Nina's house, a few houses away on another street. He was naked, with his huge brown prick, we called it Little Ricky, at attention, poking out between his hips. My wife, Helen, was there with him. She was naked and was nuzzling the hard prick, about to suck Little Ricky into her throat.
This had all started a few months earlier, on a quiet morning, just after dawn. Helen woke me. "Hey John (that's me) look at this."
I wasn't quite awake yet so she had to call me again. Helen was looking out the window; she's a bird-watcher and I thought there was a neat bird somewhere. When I joined her, she pointed across the street, past the house opposite us on our street, to the back yard of a house on the next street over. We have a two-story home. The house across the street and the house which we were looking at, were one story homes. There was a privacy fence between those homes. Being on the second floor, we had a unique view into the backyard, two houses away.
There was a naked man standing on the patio of the house. My wife had gone and gotten binoculars and let me look. Yes, it was a naked man. He looked to be Hispanic with his skin-tone and dark hair. He was fit and had an impressive stature.
"Okay, there's a naked man over there. So what?"
My wife said, "Yes, but look at the size of his cock."
I hadn't paid much attention until she mentioned it. Darned if the guy didn't have a nice piece of meat dangling between his legs. I don't get any thrill out of looking at other men's cocks, and Helen had never expressed any particular interest in other men's dicks, at least not that she had told me.
I said, "Okay, so he has a nice prick. It's not as big as mine, but it's nice, if you're into that sort of thing."
Helen laughed, "Honey, he is bigger than you and I am into that sort of thing."
I said, "I didn't know you liked to look at cocks?"
She said, "Well, it doesn't hurt to look." She giggled and added, "And he is bigger than you."
"I didn't think size mattered."
"That's what we girls tell you men so you won't feel inadequate."
I looked at her. She had punctured my ego and destroyed my belief that size really didn't matter.
I walked away, "Well, I have to get ready for work. You can stand there and look at another man's prick all day if you want." My feelings were hurt a little. To have your wife tell you your cock is small is really deflating.
She grabbed me from behind. "Fuck me." She asked. "Looking at that cock makes we want yours inside me."
So, we did it. We hopped back in bed and she got on top. She seemed to be more into-it than usual, but that was fine with me.
The next morning at dawn, Helen woke me again. "I don't believe it. This guy is out there every morning, naked."
"He's going to get arrested, I suggested."
"Nobody can see him but us. None of the other houses have the view. All the homes on the other side of the street are one story and can't see over their fence."
"Then we're going to get arrested for peeping."
"We're not looking in their windows for gosh sakes. He standing outside naked. I was looking for birds and saw him."
"I guess a cock is a kind of bird, isn't it?"
We fucked again that morning. I was getting the benefit of my wife looking at some other dude's pecker. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but I wasn't complaining.
My wife and I are bird watchers. That's what initiated her looking into the neighbor's yard at six in the morning. The next morning, she brought the birding scope I have into out bedroom and had it aimed in the direction of the house beyond the house across the street. I woke to the sound of my wife giggling and saw her peering through the scope.
"What are you looking at?" I asked, knowing the answer.
"Take a look at this. He looks enormous through the scope."
I wasn't interested in looking but she insisted. She had his cock centered in the scope.
I remarked, "You've never looked at my cock that way."
I left myself open for her response, "I really would need a telephoto lens for your cock, wouldn't I?"
I grabbed her and threw her on the bed, then used my much-maligned penis to get her off before we had to wake the kids and go to work. We were getting a lot of sexual mileage out of watching the dude across the street with the big prick.
The dude with the big dick didn't come out every morning. If it were cold or raining, he would stay inside. Helen was up every morning anyway, so she always made a point to do some bird-watching through her binoculars and found our naked neighbor whenever he was there.
Then one morning, she called to me again. "Uh oh, John! I think you'll wanna see this."
"What?"
"His wife is with him, at least I think it's his wife. I've seen her walking around in the background."
"So?"
"Well, she's naked too and ..." Helen paused, "Oh my gosh, she's going to suck his cock."
I jumped to my feet and Helen gave me the binoculars. A woman with long dark hair, slight of stature, but well-endowed with a cute little ass and a nice pair of titties, was beside our dude with the big dick. And, yes, she was naked and on her knees. She took the guy's cock in her mouth and began to give him a blow job.
My wife commented, "This is amazing, watching them."
I said, "You've never seen a woman give a blow-job before?"
"Of course I have, but she's doing it right out in the open, sort-of."
I watched for a few minutes. The pretty lady was working over the guy's pecker. She was obviously enjoying it. She was trying to take his entire cock in her throat, but couldn't do it.
I said, "I'm jealous."
My wife said, "I'll suck your dick in the morning if that's what you want."
I decided to tease her, "I'm jealous of who he has sucking his cock."
"Oh, you'd like to have that little beauty sucking your dick right now?"
I laughed and said, "What if I did?"
Helen said, "Well I'm really jealous of what she has to suck-on."
"You couldn't handle that thing."
"I'll bet I could."
I challenged her, "Do you think you could take that whole thing in your mouth?"
She said, "I'd like to try."
"You've never had a cock bigger than mine."
"Actually, I have."
"Who?"
She laughed and said, "All of my boyfriends."
I grabbed her and threw her on the bed and rammed my prick into her wet pussy. She loved it. The teasing was becoming part of our foreplay.
A few days later, our distant neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Dude with the Big Dick were at it again. She was sucking his cock again while Helen and I watched. We felt a little guilty about intruding on other folks' intimate activities, but they were doing it outside, so the possibility of being seen must have been part of the thrill for them. We rationalized that we were helping them with their kink.
The dark-haired beauty was naked again and she was going-to-town on her lover's cock. We watched him pull his dick out of her mouth and spray his cum on her chest. We could see the white semen dripping over her brown breasts. Of course, Helen and I had a passionate session ourselves. I pulled out of her pussy and shot my cum on her tits. She took some in her fingers and licked them.
She said, "I wonder if his cum tastes the same as yours."
"I'll bet you'd like to find out."
She said, "Maybe I would. How would that make you feel? Maybe someday you can watch through the binoculars while he comes on my tits."
She was talking about nasty things and it turned us both on. I would've taken her again, but we had to get the kids off to school and get ourselves off to work.