The continuation from our story.
My Wife and Our Neighbour.
Parts 1,2,3
After I found my wife Wendy and my Neighbour Steve were fucking each other's brains out, I decided to join them. And after Steve was injured in a car accident and suffered both arms broken, he came to live with us for 6 months where we all lived a very different lifestyle.
That was until Wendy wanted to get our marriage back to normal. Steve moved back into his home and got back with his estranged wife. But he still managed to find time to service Wendy from time to time!
Part 4
Steve came around one Saturday evening; Wendy was out at the movies with a girlfriend to see '50 Shades of Grey'
Steve and I ended up playing pool downstairs in the basement which we have converted into a games/entertainment room.
A few beers, chatting about stuff, cars, work, football.
Guy stuff.
It was 18 months since Steve went back to his home and rekindled his marriage with Clara.
After fucking Wendy almost every day for months while he recovered from his accident, and then some 6 months more, the 3 of us indulged in some heavy threesome action, including me handling and taking Steve's cock into my mouth also.
Good times.
As it happened, Clara was now pregnant, 8 months, so she had gone away for the week to visit her parents, as it would be the last time she could spend time with them before the baby comes.
And although Steve was still servicing Wendy on occasion, the frequency had dropped off, as he concentrated on getting his marriage back, and now the baby coming.
So, it had been some months since Wendy had experienced the unbelievable orgasms that Steve's 10-inch cock gave her, and with only my four and a half inches, her pussy was returning to its natural size, no longer being stretched to accommodate Steve's monster.
Plus, I was feeling at a loss as I loved to watch, in-fact it gave me the greatest pleasure being a voyeur to the whole thing.
Rather than fucking her myself.
To see my wife being pleasured by another man with a bigger cock than mine, much bigger, was the most arousing lust provoking experience I could ever have.
I can ejeculate watching them, without even touching my cock.
Another man servicing my wife, her throes of ecstasy, its debauched sex, her taboo pleasure has me consumed with lust, to see her body taken in that way. And then handed back to me.
I wanted, No, I NEEDED to feel that again, and soon!
My lesser cock always stiffens at the thought of it.
We were still playing pool when Wendy arrived home.
"So, how was the movie?" I asked as I set up for my next shot.
"Wow pretty steamy" she replied.
"What did you see?" Steve asked.
"50 Shades of Grey!" Wendy replied as she poured herself a glass of scotch.
"As I remember, you like a bit of bondage and domination, don't you?" He grinned.
"A girl has to have some fun too!" Wendy joked.
"I play the winner next!" She spoke.
And we all began a round robin of sets.
While Steve was setting up his shots Wendy and I would stand arm in arm.
Until she slid her hand behind me and squeezed my butt. Which I took as time to play.
As our drinks flowed, and Wendy in her short skirt bent over to take her shots, showing off her gorgeous bare butt, her G-string hiding nothing, either Steve or I would press up against her, and eventually we would do it with our erect cocks, bulging within our jeans, to which she wiggled her butt against, pretending she was annoyed.
From there our behaviour just became raunchier. Even to the point of Wendy sneaking up behind and grasping our crotches as Steve and I took our shots, trying to put us off.
Steve even slid his cue up the inside of her legs and slid it along her pussy. In the pretence of making her miscue and miss her ball.
"Ooh, that's a big one you've got there Sir!" She reacted. While obviously enjoying the attention.
I finally realised tonight may be THE night Wendy gets fucked by Steve again.
Many beers were consumed, and Wendy had a few Bourbons.
To help them get together, I decided that I needed to leave them alone for a while.
"I'm going to the bathroom, and anyone want a coffee while I'm up there?" I announced.
"Yes, great" they answered.
"How do you like yours Steve?" I asked.
"Large white with two thanks" he replied.
"That's what Wendy likes!" I responded.
Both Steve and Wendy stared at me, not quite understanding.
I clarified my remark.
"Wendy likes a big white one, I don't think she's ever tried a big black one before."
"Always willing to try" she laughed.
And I headed up the stairs.
Both got the message.
I took my time up there
The stairs to the basement were in two stages, halfway down they levelled then turned back on themselves, a solid wall hid the upper half.
I quietly went down to the turn and cautiously peered around the wall, Steve was holding Wendy, against his groin kissing her.