Bad Neighbors

It was just before 2 am when Dean came through the back door to find his wife and Katie downing Tequila shots at the kitchen counter.

"Hey there, lover," Jenna said, with a drunken grin. "And just where have YOU been?"

Dean decided announcing that he'd been next door fucking Katie's mom wouldn't be well received, though he suspected Jenna may have guessed that was the case anyhow.

"Oh, just out back," Dean replied.

"Well, you've got some catching up to do," Katie announced cheerily.

Dean grinned and poured himself a shot before Katie clinked her glass against his, causing tequila to splash across the counter.

"Ooops," she laughed and downed what remained of her shot.

Jenna gave her husband a kiss on the cheek then stepped back and cocked her head, giving him a knowing grin.

"You reek of sex, mister," she whispered in his ear.

Dean could see the glimmer in her eyes and responded with a wink.

"So how was your guys' night?" he asked.

"Oh my God," Katie blurted excitedly, grabbing Dean's forearm. "Your wife is fucking crazy, dude!"

Dean glanced at his wife as she lit a cigarette and took a long drag. She gave him an innocent smile and shrugged.

"Oh boy, what did she do this time?" He laughed, turning back to Katie.

Katie leaned in closer to Dean, her voice dropping to a whisper and he could feel her large breasts press hard against his arm.

"Oh, she's a bad, bad girl," Katie giggled, looking over at her new bestie.

"Hey, sometimes it's fun to be bad. You should give it a try," Jenna smiled wickedly, taking another drag.

"Well, maybe I will," Katie teased, snuggling up to Dean with a giggle.

"Uh huh. I don't know, I think you're all talk, young lady," Jenna chided her, before sitting her cigarette on the edge of the ashtray.

"I have to go to the bathroom," she said "You two be good, now," she grinned over her shoulder.

Katie watched Jenna leave the room then looked up at Dean, realizing she was still pressed against his muscular body, but making no attempts to pull away.

"So is it true, Katie?" Dean asked, playing along with the young girl's teasing. "Are you a bad girl like my wife?"

Katie stared up at him, trying to look seductive despite her intoxicated state.

"Maybe," she whispered, biting her lower lip.

"I don't know, she sets the bar pretty high when it comes to being naughty," he said. "I'm not sure I believe you."

"Well, maybe I'll have to prove it to you," she said playfully.

Dean reached down to brush a few stray strands of hair behind Katie's ear. He could feel her breath coming faster against his neck and he glanced down to see her fingers begin to trace the outline of his cock through his pants.

He let out a low moan as her hand wrapped around his shaft, giving it a gentle squeeze, then began to stroke him through his pants.

"Is this naughty enough?" Katie asked softly, batting her eyelashes playfully.

He leaned back against the counter and crossed his arms.

"It's a start. How about you show me those beautiful tits, Katie," he said.

Katie hesitated, taken aback by his brazen demand, and glanced down the hallway. She looked back at Dean nervously, then shrugged before pulling her top over her head and dropping it to the floor.

He smiled and continued to stare at her expectantly. After another quick glance down the hallway, Katie reached back and unclasped her bra. She crossed her arms and held it against her breasts bashfully for a few seconds, as if waiting for Dean to back down from his challenge. Finally she let it drop to the floor as well.

Dean's eyes trailed down her body, taking in her firm full breasts.

"That's better," Dean said.

Katie felt a thrill run through her from his words of approval.

"Do you like what you see?"

"They are just as amazing as I remember them," he said, smiling and stepping closer.

He reached out and cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in his hands. Katie's nipples hardened under his touch and she let out a soft gasp.

"Does that feel good?" Dean asked, his voice low.

Katie nodded, unable to speak, as he leaned in and took one of her nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. She arched her back and moaned softly, her hands reaching up to tangle themselves in his short brown hair.

"Oh my god," she gasped as he sucked harder on her nipple, his teeth grazing it gently.

Dean pulled back and unzipped his pants, never taking his eyes off her. He reached into the front of his boxers and fished his cock out, letting it fall heavily between his legs. He could feel the dried sticky cum on it from fucking Abbie just a short time ago. He stroked it slowly, as Katie stared at it, her breaths coming more quickly now. It was even bigger than she remembered when she'd watched Jenna stroking him in the doorway while Katie rode his friend Chris.

"Fuck," she muttered under her breath, her eyes glued to his shaft as he continued to stroke it.

She looked down the hallway again, wondering how long they had before Jenna returned.

"It's ok," he said, sensing her hesitation. "She knows."

Dean looked to the counter and slid the ashtray with Jenna's half smoked cigarette in it toward Katie. She picked it up and took a drag, holding it in her mouth for a few seconds before tilting her head upwards and exhaling slowly.

"You're so fucking sexy," he muttered, his free hand reaching out to stroke her cheek.

Katie smiled and dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving his. She reached out and took his cock in her hand, stroking it gently. She thought it smelled of sex, but knew that couldn't be, as Jenna had been with Katie all evening. The musty scent tickled her nose and she was surprised at how sticky the shaft was from his pre-cum.

Katie took another drag and held it in as she leaned forward and took the tip of his cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head and Dean let out a low groan, his hips instinctively thrusting forward. She took her mouth off of his cock and exhaled what smoke remained in her lungs causing Dean to moan in appreciation.

Katie took another drag, her cheeks hollowing, and let the smoke drift between her lips before deep-throating him yet again. She was sure she recognized the tang of cum on his cock as she sucked and wondered at just how much pre-cum he must have expelled. It actually tasted different than how she remembered pre-cum tasting, but she couldn't say she didn't like it. Perhaps he and Jenna had fucked before she went out for the evening? She dismissed the thought once again, instead focusing on enjoying the feeling of him filling her mouth.

"Fuck, you're good at that," Dean groaned, his hands reaching down and grabbing a fistful of her hair. "Does that cock taste good, Katie?"

"Mmm, hmmm," she answered, her voice muffled around Dean's thick package.

Despite the hint of pain from her hair being pulled and the dull ache in her jaw, Katie continued to suck and stroke him enthusiastically. She wanted to make him cum, wanted to feel his slick, hot load shoot down her throat.

As if sensing her thoughts, Dean's grip tightened in her hair and he let out a deep, guttural groan.

"Ah fuck. Here it comes," he grunted, his hips thrusting ahead.

Katie tilted her head back just enough to look up at him with doe like eyes.

She felt his cock twitch against her tongue, the veins on it pulsing wildly, before feeling the first splash of hot, salty cum hit the back of her throat. The taste was intense, but not unpleasant and she devoured it eagerly.

Katie continued to swallow, feeling the second and third spurt fill her mouth. Dean let out a contented sigh as his cock twitched and jerked, the final remnants of his orgasm spilling into the young woman's eager mouth.

"Holy shit," Dean muttered, leaning back against the counter, his legs trembling slightly.

Katie looked up at him and licked her lips, smiling proudly as she tasted his spend on her tongue. She took a last drag from the cigarette, inhaled it sharply, and then blew out a stream of smoke from the left side of her mouth.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said with a seductive smile.

He pulled her to her feet and kissed her lips softly.

Just then they heard movement from down the hallway and Katie frantically bent to grab her shirt, managing to pull it on just before Jenna entered the room.

"What did I miss?" Jenna asked.

Katie couldn't help but blush, feeling guilty for what she and Dean had just done.

"Nothing much," she replied, running her fingers nervously through her hair and glancing quickly in Dean's direction.

Jenna raised an eyebrow but didn't press the issue, instead turning her attention to her husband.

"Well, don't you look content," she said, a teasing grin spreading across her face.

"Why wouldn't I be," Dean asked. "After all, here I am in the company of two sexy ladies like you two."

Jenna reached up and grabbed the back of his head, pulling his face to hers and kissed him deeply.

"Mmmm," she said as they separated, and she licked her lips slowly.

She turned and grabbed Katie by the hand.

"Come on, sweetie, let's find you someplace to lay your head," she said leading Katie down the hall. "Oh, and Dean, can you grab Katie's bra off the floor for her?" Jenna called behind her.

A look of horror came over Katie's face. She glanced down at her chest and saw her nipples poking through her thin shirt. Did Jenna suspect what they'd done? She felt mortified, fearing her new friend would be angry with her for fooling around with her husband behind her back.

"Jenna, I'm really -" Katie stammered nervously.

"Here we go," Jenna cut her off, opening the bedroom door.

As they entered, Katie scanned the room. It was large with a massive four post bed and plush pillows. There was a small table and two cozy looking chairs in one corner of the room and a TV screen was attached to the wall facing the foot of the bed.

Jenna turned to face her. Katie didn't see anger, but rather a look of amusement.

"Jenna, I -", Katie tried once again to explain.

Once again, Jenna cut her off, this time grabbing her face and pulling her in for a deep kiss. Katie's heart raced as she felt Jenna's tongue delve into her mouth. She kissed back, unsure of what was happening but feeling relieved Jenna wasn't angry with her.

"Mmmmm, you taste yummy," Jenna purred, as she reached for the bottom of Katie's shirt. "Let's get this off of you."

Katie let out a deep sigh as she felt Jenna's fingers brush against her skin while she raised her arms, allowing her to lift the tight shirt over her head. Jenna discarded it to the side and stared at Katie's naked breasts.

"God, you're gorgeous," she whispered, tracing her fingers down the younger woman's collar bone, then slowly between her breasts, before finally hooking a finger in the top of Katie's skirt.

She knelt down and slowly slid the skirt and panties down to her ankles and Katie stepped out of them, shivering as the cool air hit her bare skin. Jenna leaned forward and traced the tip of her tongue around Katie's navel, making her shiver with anticipation, before inhaling deeply.

"You smell so good," she whispered.

Katie let herself fall back onto the edge of the bed and spread her legs. She could feel Jenna's fingers parting her folds, exploring her most intimate places with a gentle touch that made her shudder with pleasure.

"Mmmmm, you're really wet," Jenna murmured against her skin, her lips brushing against Katie's clit. "Did someone get you worked up earlier, sweetie?"

Katie let out a soft moan, her fingers twisting in Jenna's hair as she pressed herself closer. She could feel Jenna's tongue dart out, teasing her clit with soft, flicking movements that made her gasp with pleasure. She opened her legs wider, inviting Jenna to explore her more deeply.

"Did my husband do this to you?" Jenna asked softly, teasing Katie's clit with the tip of her tongue.

"Mmm, hmm," she whimpered.

Jenna slowly ran her tongue the full length of Katie's slick lips.

"Were you being a bad girl, Katie?"

"Yes," she whispered, her eyes clenched shut.

"How, Katie? Tell me what you were doing with my husband?" Jenna asked, shoving two fingers deep inside the young girl.

"FUCK!" Katie gasped at the sudden intrusion.

She tried to focus, to come up with an answer that wouldn't upset her friend, but it was difficult to think clearly with Jenna's digits buried in her.

"I... I'm sorry Jenna..." she stammered. "I blew him!" she finally cried out, just as Jenna sucked Katie's clit roughly into her mouth.

She began to piston her fingers in and out of Katie's sopping pussy as she sucked even harder on her clit.

"Ohhh, FUUUUUCCKK!" Katie screamed out, clutching frantically at the bed sheets on either side of her.

Katie's hips bucked from the painful pleasure and Jenna didn't let up for several seconds until just when Katie was about to explode. Suddenly she released her clit from her mouth and began to flick it teasingly with her tongue while she curled her fingers repeatedly in a come hither gesture.

"Fuck, Jenna, I'm gonna cum!" Katie whimpered, her voice trembling.

Jenna's only response was to work her G spot even harder and faster, making Katie's orgasm even more intense. She screamed out in pleasure, feeling her entire body shudder as she came.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Katie whined, her hips continued to jerk and twitch as Jenna somehow brought her to another small orgasm. She felt like putty in the experienced woman's hands, completely at her mercy.

Finally, Jenna pulled back, her lips glistening with Katie's juices. She stood up and smiled, her lips curling into a wicked grin.

"Did you like that, sweetie?" she asked.

Katie nodded. Her entire body was still tingling with pleasure and she felt like she might collapse at any moment.

Jenna slid her own tight dress to the ground then reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor.

Katie couldn't help but stare. She had never seen a woman's body look so perfect. Jenna's tits were full and firm, with perfect dark nipples pierced with silver barbells. Her stomach was perfectly flat, and her hips flared out into a round, firm ass. Her pussy was shaved clean, with only a small strip of hair above her clit.

But what Katie found most captivating were the multiple tattoos that arrayed portions of Jenna's skin. There was a stretch of pink cherry blossoms inked on her right thigh, and words that Katie couldn't quite make out scripted down her left hip bone. A mostly black inked phoenix with some red color splashed in just the right places flowed from her right shoulder down the length of her arm. Her left bicep had some Japanese letters in the middle of an intricate swirling pattern of what may have been barbed wire. But the one that most struck Katie was the dark inked angel flowing from between Jenna's cleavage down the center of her abdomen, it's winged arms stretched to each side just underneath her breasts, as if holding up their substantial weight.

Jenna took a step towards her, reaching out to trace a finger down the curve of her cheekbone. She leaned in, her lips brushing softly against Katie's mouth. Katie parted her lips and let Jenna's tongue delve inside. She could taste her own juices on Jenna's lips, and it made her shiver with arousal.

Their kiss deepened as Jenna cupped Katie's breasts, squeezing them roughly. She pinched and twisted the nipples, making her cry out with pleasure. Finally Jenna broke away and crawled to the center of the bed, falling onto her back and crossing her arms behind her head.

"My turn," she said as she spread her legs.

Katie's heart raced as she took in the sight of Jenna's naked body splayed out before her. She was so caught up in admiring Jenna's beauty that it took her a moment before she realized just what she was asking.

"Oh, Jenna, I...." Katie hesitated, her voice trembling.

Jenna reached out, grabbing Katie's hand and pulling her closer.

"It's ok," She guided Katie's fingers to her clit, showing her how to touch her. "Just like that," Jenna moaned.

Jenna tugged Katie even closer, directing her to kneel between her legs. Katie looked down at her glistening pussy with a pink clit that peeked out from under the hood, as Jenna opened herself wider, encouraging the young girl to taste her.

"Go ahead, baby," Jenna whispered, closing her eyes as she gently pulled Katie's head down toward her pussy.

Katie's face was now just inches from Jenna's sex. She could feel the heat emanating from her wet folds and the musky scent of her pussy was absolutely intoxicating.

She hesitated for just a moment before her lips tentatively made contact with Jenna's clit. She kissed it softly, before her tongue darted out and flicked gently at the sensitive nub.

"Mmmmm," Jenna moaned, her hips lifting up to meet Katie's mouth. "Just like that."

Katie's tongue delved deeper into Jenna's folds, tasting her sweet, tangy arousal. She sucked and licked, carefully exploring every inch of Jenna's slick passage. She felt Jenna's hands tangling in her hair, holding her close as she pleasured her.

"Fuck, sweetie, you're good at that," Jenna groaned, her hips grinding against Katie's face.

Katie reveled in Jenna's praise. She lifted her head and their eyes met, Katie's lips glistening with the older woman's juices, as Jenna smiled and reached toward the nightstand to retrieve her pack of cigarettes. She took one out and lit it, taking a deep drag then slowly exhaling from the corner of her mouth.

Katie felt her body tingle as she watched her. There was something so incredibly sexy about the way the older woman smoked.

"Don't stop," Jenna said, as she put her hand in Katie's hair and guided her face back between her legs.

Katie continued to lick and suck at Jenna's clit, feeling the woman's body tighten with pleasure. She could feel her own arousal growing once again, her pussy becoming wetter by the second.

Suddenly she felt the bed shift heavily and her head spun to look over her shoulder just in time to see Dean positioning himself behind her. He was completely naked, his cock raging hard and slick with precum.

"What are - " Katie started, trying to clear her head.

Without a word, Dean grabbed her roughly by the thigh with one hand while his other held his thick shaft in his grip. Before Katie could object, he pressed the head of it against her and rubbed it the full length of her slit causing her to moan loudly.

"Shhhhh," Jenna cooed, taking a drag from her cigarette. "Just relax and enjoy it."

Katie tried to refocus her attention on pleasing Jenna's pussy, but it was hard when Dean's cock was teasing her entrance like this. She could feel her body begging for more, her walls clenching and unclenching hungrily as she tried to resist the urge to push back and take him inside of her.

Finally Dean pressed against her opening and thrust forward, burying himself deep inside of her all at once.

Katie let out a loud cry, her body overcome with pleasure. She had never felt so full, so stretched, so completely satisfied.

"FUUUUCCK!" she cried out.

Dean didn't waste any time. He began thrusting in and out of her in long, deep strokes, each one a little harder than the last. Katie could feel her body shaking with pleasure, her pussy clenching around him as he fucked her with a growing intensity.

She looked up and saw Jenna take a long drag from her cigarette as she watched her husband dominate Katie's body, then exhaled the smoke down in Katie's direction.

"Mmm, you're so tight," Dean groaned, his hips bucking against Katie's ass as he fucked her harder and faster.

Katie could only moan in response, her mind completely consumed by the sensations of Dean's cock pistoning in and out of her. Jenna's pussy was still directly in front of her and she inhaled deeply, savoring the smell of her sex as she felt her orgasm coming on.