Stop. There's a fair bit of bisexual stuff here. Not just incidental but normalized, celebrated and mainstreamed. Sadly there's no specific Literotica category for bisexuality so this may fall into areas to find readers who aren't comfortable with that. If that's you, my apologies. It's just who I am and how my cock works. If gay or bi stuff creeps you out, at least you've been warned and you can move on to any of the thousands of other stories here. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy!
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It started when my neighbors sold their house to someone who promptly turned it into student housing. In a week, we went from living next to an elderly couple who were as quiet as church mice to having half a dozen college students as next door neighbors. My initial feeling was dread as scenes from Animal House played out in my imagination.
Luckily though, they turned out to be good neighbors. Unlike me and the friends I had in college, they were much more interested in grades than in partying. They might have a blowout event once or twice a semester but for the most part, they turned out to be a solid addition to have on the block.
One day, my wife and I were doing some yard work when Alex, one of the kids from next door walked by and offered to lend a hand. He was one of the quieter ones from the house. Might have been an eagle scout with all the wholesome, do good baggage that came with it. We seemed to work really well together. Impressive how much can get done when you're young and healthy and nothing hurts. My wife invited him in for some iced tea to cool off after we were done.
"We're having a mid-semester party this Friday... I think it might get a bit noisy so I'll apologize in advance but you're both welcome to come if you'd like."
We were already committed to a stuffy dinner with some friends for that night so we couldn't go but I said we might stop by for a drink on the way.
When Friday rolled around Lisa was in a bit of a tailspin. She'd gained a few pounds and the little black dress she was planning on wearing was now much tighter and clingier than she'd expected. I've always loved her on the curvy side. Adding a string of pearls around her neck and she looked, in my opinion, spectacular.
We walked in just as the party was starting to take off. I did some mental notes to compare what was going on to what my memories were like from 1973, when I was in college. The place was dark and lit with strings of xmas lights. That was familiar enough. The wall of marijuana smoke that we had when I was younger was still there but much diminished. We had kegs of beer. These guys had a professional looking Tiki bar that looked like something out of a Disney movie. Maybe the biggest difference was in gender identities. "Non binary" was a category now. When I was their age there were only male, female and closeted. I had a few openly gay friends but sadly most of them were outcasts to everyone else. Just being seen with them threatened to infect your reputation like some contagious disease. Now, as all the mood elevating substances were starting to kick in, all sorts of gender mixes started to come together. Guys with guys. Girls with girls. Triads of multiple genders. Progress I thought. This generations music sucked but reclaiming their sexual identities was something they actually got right.
My wife followed me in, deftly balanced on a pair of high heels and a bit edgy at the prospect of having all her curves on display. Alex greeted her with a hug and a big smile and ushered her over to the bar where he ordered her a Mojito. She'd mentioned that she loved that drink weeks before and somehow he'd managed to hold on to that detail.
"So what do you think?" he asked me, leaving Lisa temporarily on her own.
"Well, our music was better but you guys still seem to have fun anyway. Looks like you're just getting started. I'd love to see what's going on when the sun comes up."
This house was a clone of mine so I knew the layout. The previous owners had converted the attic into a bedroom which the guys seemed to set aside as a space for when people wanted some privacy. I kept seeing couples and threesomes of all types wandering up the stairs and disappearing behind a closed door.
"What the hell is going on upstairs?" I had to ask.
Alex just gave me a knowing smile and shoulder shrug.
"Hey, this is a party. For all the studying we do, it's only fair we get to blow off some steam."
He was right of course. You're only young once.
He pointed his chin to my wife, still at the bar, now surrounded by a half dozen of his classmates.
"Looks like your wife is quite popular..."
It's funny how context shapes perception. I've always thought of my wife as being gorgeous but seeing her sitting at the bar, her too tight dress riding up her thighs and clinging to her curves, she was surrounded by some drunk and horny frat boys. I got an instinctive boner at the sight. They all wanted to fuck her of course. All of them. I noticed some girls giving her steely side eye glances. They were young and cute and dolled up of course but I don't think any of them were ready to be competing with a certifiable MILF.
"I think it's time for "Mrs. Robinson" to keep her dinner date." I said to Alex, his expression a bit of a loss at the reference.
Lisa looked a bit disappointed as I reminded her we had an appointment to keep. If anything though, it was the guys surrounding her that looked heartbroken as she demurely waved good by.
She still had this stupid grin on her face when we got to the car.
"Having quite the time back there were we?"
"Oh stop, they're just harmless boys. You're not jealous are you?"
I wasn't. If anything, it was awesome to see her back in the game again.
"You know that everyone of them wanted to nail you, right?"
"Just some harmless flirting. They wouldn't have a clue what to do if they could..."
"Hmmmm. I think you'd probably be a pretty good teacher. It's been a long time since you've had a couple of thick hard cocks to play with. Think you could handle 4 or 5 of them?"
I wasn't kidding. She'd had a gangbang back in her younger days and handled it like a champ. After we had kids, we put all that stuff aside and turned into a spinoff of Ozzie and Harriet. Now that they were grown and out on their own...
She jammed a pointy elbow into my rib cage.
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Of all the guys in the house next door, Alex was the one that was over the most. Lisa was fond of him, fussed and doted and made sure he was always comfortable and well fed. I hit it off with him too. There was no shortage of things around the house to do and I was happy to have another guy around to help out. A few weeks in and it was routine to find him crashing on our couch when he wanted to get some quiet time away from his house mates.
One day, Lisa stepped out of the shower and thinking she had the house to herself, didn't bother to cover up as she walked into the living room to get her makeup bag. Poor Alex. He started to panic as he took in the sight of my naked and dripping wet wife. As he looked at her, a million years of evolution kicked in to call the shots in coordinating his perceptions and reactions to her body.
This is what he saw. She was of course, older than the teen girls he was used to, her usual, expertly coiffed hair now wet and slicked back. The perfect hour glass figure she was blessed with now just starting to fill out and squaring the curves in her waist. Still, her ass was damn impressive. Round and full and suspended over a great looking pair of legs. Her breasts were larger than he might have thought, her choice of bras apparently keeping them hidden and pressed tightly to her chest. Not the barest hint of any bikini lines in spite of a deep over all tan. He had a nanosecond thought that somewhere, this woman was spending a lot of time outside and naked.
If the reptile part of his young brain could have had its way, Alex would have vaulted off the couch, locked his arms around her waist, pushed her over the dining room table and madly fucked her from behind. Dry and unprepared, she would have screamed and resisted and fought back but as his cock stroked in and out, her pussy would start to ooze and the pain would slowly give way to pleasure. This is involuntary. Women who are raped often feel guilt about their bodies apparent betrayal in welcoming what otherwise would be an entirely repulsive invasion. It's just biology making the best of a situation they may not have any control over. This was after all, how for most of humanity's timeline, the way that DNA was propagated and spread.
But all those years of biological and cultural evolution did have their impact. His cock got immediately rock hard in anticipation for an encounter that wasn't going to happen. The hormones flooding his system made him blush and shake and feel completely at a loss as to what to do with the raging hard on that was trying to punch its way out of his gym shorts.
From the time she'd walked into the room and entered his field of vision, three seconds had passed.
Not knowing what to say, he just sort of made a coughing sound. Lisa yelped in surprise and hopelessly tried to cover up using her arms and twisted legs.
"Alex!!!"
"I'm so sorry. Didn't realize you were in the shower! I couldn't get any studying done with all the guys next door...!"
Lisa flashed a crooked smile and backed away slowly, almost tripping over the ottoman as she made her way back to the bathroom.
We were half way through dinner when she told me the story.
"Well wasn't that a convenient accident. So Alex got an eyeful... lucky kid!"
"I'm sure he's harmless. He is a little bit effeminate, probably gay I think."
