OUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORS 3, HER VERSION
Hi, I'm Megan. If you've read parts 1 and 2 by my husband Alex, you're probably wondered what in the hell I was doing.
Alex told you how he was intrigued by Rita's legs. She had a way of spreading her thighs and enticing my poor, dumb husband. I do the same thing to him and he'll do anything I want.
My husband, Alex, and our neighbor Byron, had exchanged nude photos of me and Byron's wife Rita and then Byron put the photos on a website. Rita's photos were on there too. It was one of those free websites, not the ones where people pay for the privilege of seeing someone naked, displaying their intimate features and having sex. Maybe we'll do that next.
Alex told you how I went to a motel with Byron and screwed him while my husband was being seduced by Rita. He fucked her, of course.
Alex and I reconnected that night and made wonderful love, tender and caring. We had been doing some daring things, but loved each other more than ever.
But things were more complex than Alex explained in the previous chapters.
There had been some sparks between Byron and me for a long time. We'd lived next to him and Rita for a few years and Byron had flirted with me and frankly, I flirted back. I would often wear provocative clothing, displaying a lot of my ample cleavage. I would go without a bra or wear a thin one so my nipples were poking through my shirt. He liked my legs and he saw me in swim suits and exercise shorts. We jogged together occasionally and he would lag behind me, pretending to be tired, but he was ogling my ass. Typically, he would make suggestive comments and I would respond with some myself. He kissed me a few times at parties. Alex and Rita were doing the same, but they didn't have the electricity that Byron and I shared. That is, until Alex saw Rita's thighs that day and fell in lust with her, as he puts it.
When he mentioned his infatuation with Rita's legs, I picked up on it and teased him about his fantasies of having sex with her.
I knew that Byron had been posting photos of Rita on line. We are very close and she confided in me. She is an exhibitionist and over the course of their marriage, she had become more daring, with his encouragement. She let him take nude photos of her and share them with his brother. When he suggested putting some on the web, she reluctantly agreed to some tame, fully clothed photos. They gradually moved to showing her breasts. Then she was enticed to become more daring as the viewers increased. She let me see her 'portfolio'. The photos were really sexy and they really turned-me-on.
I didn't realize it for a long time, but I've always had an exhibitionist streak myself. I've always liked it when boys and men would look at me. I'd smile knowing that men were watching my ass wiggle when I walked by them. I worked as a waitress while in college and wore loose tops so the boys could see down my shirt. I wore loose bras, so they could see most of my breasts jiggling as I did my waitressing. I liked to skinny dip and went to a few nude beaches with a guy I was dating before I met Alex.
Once we married, I settled down while our daughter was growing up. After she was off to college and Alex and I had more time together, we began to look for new outlets and activities. I exercised and got myself in better shape. My belly isn't hard like when I was in college, but there's no extra fat on me. I think I look pretty good. Alex, Rita and Byron tell me so and I get a lot of compliments, both spoken and sensed, at work. I'd wear conservative outfits to the office, but made sure there was either a bit of tightness in the butt or I'd wear a loose top so my boobs would jiggle. I like being watched and like teasing men with my appearance. It feeds my female ego; there's nothing like a man drooling over you to make a girl feel good about herself.
Then there was the time Byron saw me naked. I was changing into a swim suit before going to the neighborhood pool one afternoon. I had just bought a new suit and I went into Rita's and Byron's bedroom to change. I didn't realize that he had come home and he didn't know I was in there (at least that's what he said). Rita was out in their yard. I was bare naked when he suddenly opened the door. I was facing the door, having just removed my panties. I was stunned and so was he when we saw each other. I froze; then I put my hands over my breasts. Of course, my pussy wasn't covered, so I tried to use my arm to cover both boobs while dropping my hand to my crotch.
Byron apologized immediately, but he didn't move. I looked at him and on the spur-of-the-moment, I dropped my hands to my side, letting him see all of me. I asked if he liked what he saw and of course he said he did. I said, "Well now that you've seen me, you can leave." He did and I finished donning my suit.
Rita mentioned later that she understood that I had given her husband a 'show'. I smiled and told her I was embarrassed, but she asked me, "Did you get a thrill?" I had to admit that I did. She nodded knowingly. The memory of him seeing me naked that day stayed with me and would generate tingle in my crotch whenever I remembered it.
A few weeks later, we were at their house and Byron mentioned that he'd really enjoyed seeing me naked. When he said, "I can't get you out of my mind. I wish I had a photo."
I said, "Never gonna happen."
He asked, "Does Alex have and photos of you?"
I said, "He does, not that you'll ever see them."
Byron said, "I'll bet he'll show them to me if I show him some of Rita." Alex didn't know about her photos on the web, so there was the possibility that my husband could be talked into showing my photos in return for seeing ones of Rita nude, particularly since he had been enchanted by her sexy thighs.
I said, "He'd better not." My answer was not as firm as it should've been, exhibiting a lack of conviction on my part. I just walked away, knowing what he was thinking. There was something titillating about the possibility of my husband being enticed to show our friend the nude photos he had of me.
Then, there was the kiss. It was at one of our weekend cookouts. I was wearing a halter top and shorts. I went to the bathroom. When I exited the bathroom, Byron was waiting his turn in the hall. I was trying to squeeze past him when he pushed me against the wall and kissed me. I was a bit high from drinking and I kissed him back. His hand went to my back, then slid to my waist. When I didn't object, his hand slid into my shorts and under my panties. His hand stroked my ass, spreading his fingers across the cleft and my cheeks. Our mouths opened and his tongue probed. I felt his hard cock pressed against my belly. I finally pushed him away, but he had aroused me with his unexpected kiss.
That night, I jumped my husband and screwed him until we both were exhausted. He wondered what had gotten into me and just told him I was aroused watching him all night, which was true, but it wasn't the only thing stroking my libido.
Then, Byron talked Alex into showing the photos of me and exchanging one. As Alex has told you, I acted pissed at first, but then the knowledge that my husband had shared photos of me naked made me horny. The more we talked, the more aroused I became and I actually asked my husband to take some very lewd photos of me, including some of me sucking his cock. I anticipated that he would show them to Byron and teased him that I wanted him to do it. Poor Alex didn't know if I was kidding or not. I preferred to leave it up to him.
Well, Byron got the photos. Alex made up some story about Byron having gotten access to his phone. I thought it was bullshit, but more importantly, I was excited by it. When I had found out about some of the photos being on a web site, I couldn't believe how excited I became. Again, I fucked my husband silly. The thought of thousands of people seeing me naked really touched that exhibitionist gene in me. My pussy would get wet, just thinking about it.
Then, one day I was visiting with Rita and we talked about the photos and we shared the excitement over being seen my thousands of strangers.
She suggested that we take a few photos of each other, so we went into her bedroom and stripped. We started by alternating photos in each of us in bed. I was getting more and more aroused with the wine we were drinking and the eroticism of the situation.
We took a break, with both of us sitting on the bed, drinking wine. Rita began to stroke my long sandy hair. It felt good and her hands moved to my shoulders. Of course, she kept going and put her hands on my breasts. She leaned in and kissed me. Our lips locked and we fell onto the bed. I had never fondled a woman's breasts like I did hers. I kissed her nipples, realizing how wonderful they were and why my husband and other men were so fascinated with women's tits.
Her leg pushed up between my thighs, pressing against my wet pussy. She was on top of me. Our breasts pressed together. My hand stroked her dark, silky hair, then traveled down her back to the globes of her ass. I remembered her husband feeling my ass and replicated his actions. With her leg pressing into my pussy with her naked skin rubbing against mine, I was getting more and more aroused. I loved the feeling of the hair on her bush against my thigh as she began to hump my leg.
Her mouth covered one of my nipples, then the other. She rubbed her head over my breasts. Her hair tickled my face and chest. She moved over my belly, putting her tongue in my navel. I was eager for her to continue down my body. Her nose rustled through my pubic hair and then I felt her breath on my vulva. When her tongue probed my slit, pushing between my lips, I spread my legs to give her full access. My husband is a wonderful pussy-eater. Rita was different. Her fingers, lips and her face were softer. She was gentle, and she knew where to place her tongue. When her tongue slid into my vagina, I arched my back in ecstasy. My fingers combed through hair on her head. She probed with her fingers and tongue and I built toward and orgasm. She knew what she was doing and would arouse me, then back off. Finally, she went for the score and increased her intensity. I was soon thrashing and jerking as an orgasm swept over me in waves. I closed my eyes and thoroughly enjoyed my first experience with a woman.
I calmed down and she moved up beside me.
"Thank you. That was wonderful." I said, holding her closely.
She said, "I enjoyed it too."
I said, "I should do you."
She said, "Only if you want. Let's take a break for a few minutes."
Fifteen minutes later, we were back in bed. Rita laid back and I began by putting my lips on her soft thighs, thinking about how jealous my husband would be of me, nuzzling the thighs he had lusted after. I moved up and looked closely at her pussy. I'd fooled around with another girl when I was in college. We'd diddled each other and used vibrators, but hadn't done the oral thing until now. Rita's scent was intoxicating, a mixture of perfume, lotion and pussy juice.
I tasted her, recognizing some of the flavors of my own pussy that I would taste on my husband's face after he'd eaten me. She was emitting nectar from her pussy, thoroughly drenching her entire crotch. Her reaction encouraged me and I went at her more aggressively. I knew the things my husband did and I replicated them. I was experiencing the same thing Alex did when he ate my pussy and I realized why he enjoyed it so much. Rita was writhing on the bed, her body began to jerk and her breathing increased, unmistakable signs of an orgasm. Her fluids gushed onto my face. I pushed my tongue into her vagina, feebly trying to get all the way to her cervix. I swirled my tongue around and placed my lips over her vagina and sucked her cum from her hole. Her thighs pressed against my temples; it hurt. She was so aroused that she was uncontrollably spasming as her orgasm peaked. My arms were wrapped around her hips, holding on while she arched her back in ecstasy. She continued for what seemed like over a minute; time was hard to judge.
When she finally began to calm down, I released her and I rolled to the side. Her pussy was still spasming as she recovered. She thanked me, of course.
I had to ask her if she had ever done this with a woman before.
She said, "We had friends where we lived before. We did a lot of things with them."
I asked, "Were your husbands involved?"
"Oh yes. We swapped with them a few times. She and I did it. We did three ways with different combinations. We'd both fuck Byron and he and the other guy would spit-roast me and her from both ends."
"Do you still see them?"
She said, "No. It didn't work out. The guy wanted to fuck me all the time, but Byron and the wife got tired of each other so we broke it off. Unfortunately, we lost them as friends." She continued, "We've been very reluctant to try things with other people after the last time."
"But now?"
She said, "We seem to get along well with you and Alex."
"And?"
"Well. If you and Alex are interested, we are interested in you."
I mulled that over. She was inviting us to swap with them.
She went on, "My husband would like to get you in bed. I'm sure you've picked up on that."
I had, but it was not unusual for a man to make advances. I would just brush them off, either by teasing or relaying a firm 'No'.
I did know that Alex had a thing for Rita, so I said, "Alex thinks you're hot."
She said, "I know. I've been flashing and teasing him, but he doesn't seem to pick up on it."
"He can be dense, sometimes." Poor Alex, I thought. He wasn't aware enough to know that Rita was giving him signals. He was a faithful husband who didn't even notice signs from other women. That was until he saw her thighs that day.
"Are the men in on this?"
She said, "Not yet. I know Byron will go for it. What about Alex?"
"He'll never cheat on me. I'd have to tell him it was okay. I think he'd do it. We've fantasized about doing things with other people, so he has the desires but I don't know if he has the balls to do it."
"Drop some hints and let him know you're okay with it."
The realization hit me. She wanted to fuck my husband. I wondered if my attraction to Byron extended to fucking him. I'd read enough to know what to do and what to not do when it came to swapping.
In bed that night, I thought about fucking Byron and the thought aroused me. I imagined him stripping me naked and putting his cock in me. I woke my sleeping husband by sucking his cock and made him go down on me.
After we had visited Byron and Rita on Saturday, a week later, I broached the subject in bed with my husband.
