Chapter 12 - Neighbor Chronicles - Alternate Universe
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I thank Kenji Sato for editing my work.
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Amber had just gotten back from Jack's house. She was covered in a concoction of Jack and Stacy's sexual fluids and her own sweat and cum. Amber reeked of sex and was still horny. She decided to have a quick rendezvous with her showerhead to relieve the tension between her legs.
Just as Amber was about to climb the stairs, she heard Bill's car pull up in the driveway. Amber had a choice to make, she could drag Bill straight to the bedroom or quickly jump into the shower. Amber was so horny, her body craved sex, and she wanted to be fucked right now. Her libido won the battle in her mind, and her legs began moving towards the front door. She just hoped Bill wouldn't notice the state she was in or if she tasted different.
Bill could smell the delicious dinner even before he opened his front door. Amber pounced on him the moment he walked through the door. Bill dropped his bags to hold on to his wife. They made out right against the door. Bill hardly had time to take in Amber's outfit, a white sundress with floral prints that he loved. For some reason Amber was all sweaty, as if she had gone for a run wearing the sundress. Before he could ask Amber about it, their lips met and they were kissing. It wasn't a sweet kiss that said I missed you but rather an urgent and hungry one that said I want you right now. Bill's mind vaguely registered a strange salty and tangy taste, but he assumed it was just the sweat from all the cooking.
Amber's back was against the front door as she wrapped one leg around Bill's body, holding him closer. Bill kissed and sucked on Amber's shoulder, knowing how his wife loved it. He pulled down one of Amber's straps, freeing one of her heaving breasts. His hands groped firm breasts while his other hand slid down under her dress, cupping Amber's bare mound. Bill was shocked at how wet Amber's pussy was, not realising it was not just his wife's sexual fluids. Bill was so hungry for his wife, he wanted to taste her arousal and dropped to his knees.
Amber, realising what Bill was about to do, wanted to stop him, but Bill slipped one of Amber's legs over his shoulder and dove right in. She tried pushing him away, but when she felt Bill's tongue on her clit, she just spread her legs wider, letting her husband do his magic. Bill's lapped hungrily on Amber's pussy, sucking, licking, and probing her pussy with his tongue. The taboo thrill that Bill was unknowingly licking Jack's cum and Stacey's squirt off of Amber's pussy pushed her over the edge. Amber came hard on Bill's mouth. She recovered quickly and dragged Bill to their bedroom, holding his cock.
After an hour of frantically fucking each other's brains out, Bill panted as he caught his breath. He was covered in sweat and their sexual juices. His back and thigh muscles begged him for a break. Right beside him he could hear his wife, Amber, breathed heavily, coming down from her last orgasm. Bill couldn't recognise the woman lying beside him. It was as if his wife had turned into a complete nymphomaniac.
Bill was deep in thought when Amber caressed his chest and asked, "What's on your mind?"
"Have you ever wondered how our lives would have been if you had not gone out in that red dress on my birthday? Have you had those what-if moments?" Bill asked, still staring up at the ceiling.
Amber looked at Bill questioningly.
Bill could feel Amber's eyes on him and turned towards her. "You know there are some moments that completely change the course of our lives, and I feel my birthday, when you stepped out in your red dress is one of them," Bill said.
Amber didn't say anything. She just stroked Bill's chest, urging him to continue.
"You know, the fantasy could have just been between us, and we could have stopped right there, but then we went further by telling Jack about and agreeing to his perverted requests for blowjobs and pictures," Bill continued.
Amber realised something was bothering Bill and wanted to understand what was on her husband's mind. "What's going on, honey?" Where is all of this coming from?" Amber asked in a soothing voice, softly kissing Bill on his shoulders.
"I don't know. Lately, I have just been thinking. What would our lives be like if you had not found my porn? Would we be able to openly communicate or talk about our fantasies if you had not walked out in that red dress on my birthday? Would our sex life be this exciting, if we had not involved Jack? Or did I just push you towards that arrogant old man just to fulfil my perverted fantasy?" Bill said.
Amber thought about this for a moment and said, "Honestly, I have thought about this too, and I have realised something about myself. I want to share something with you that I have not told anyone else apart from Stacey. Maybe it will help you understand this from my perspective."
Bill faced Amber as she continued.
"It was the last semester of college. I was seeing a guy called Brian and we had been going out for almost five months. My friend Hannah was seeing this guy called John. We booked a cabin by the lake to spend the weekend with our boyfriends.
We had seen pictures of the cabin online. The cabin was a bit secluded by the lake and was close enough to town for us to get supplies. It had two bedrooms and a small patio with a fireplace overlooking the lake. When we got there, we realised the bedrooms basically shared a very thin wall, and we could practically hear what was happening... or said in the other room.
Amber's cheeks turned pink as she recounted the incident, and Bill thought it was cute that his wife felt embarrassed even after all the naughty things that they had done. But the anticipation of where Amber's story was leading to was making Bill's cock come to life.
"Hannah and I have always been competitive--nothing extreme or bitchy but in a friendly way. The first day we went on a hike and swam in the lake during the day. As the evening rolled by, we set up a campfire, and as the alcohol flowed freely, we started getting more handsy. But mostly we were tired from the travel, and all of us decided to call it a night, and as soon as our bedroom door shut, Brian and I pounced on each other, and by the sounds coming from the next room, so were my friend Hannah and her boyfriend. Hannah and I tried to be as modest as we could, trying to be as quiet," Amber said.
Bill could feel his cock stirring and adjusted his cock over his shorts. Amber met my gaze, smiling as she noticed the rising bulge. She slowly wrapped her hand over Bill's cock and squeezed and massaged it as she continued.
"The second day was a bit awkward at first, but we all just teased each other and laughed about it. The day was more relaxed, but that night when Hannah and I were heading back to our rooms, we knew what was about to happen. When I heard Hannah's moan from the next room, my competitive side kicked in, and I moaned louder. When I heard a loud 'Yes, fuck me,' I smiled to myself and thought, 'Game on, bitch."
"The whole night Hannah and I were trying to one up each other with louder moans and dirty talk. I think we drove the boys mad with our vocal antiques. Thinking back about the things I said makes it more funny than sexy," Amber said, with a laugh.
Bill just laughed and softly stoked Amber's skin, urging Amber to continue.
"The third day was quite a hot day; the boys were just in their shorts, and we both wore bikini tops; Hannah had shorts on and me with a short skirt. With so much skin on display, the air was thick with sexual tension. All of us were aware of what was going on. The sweat and musk of each other was getting us all hot and bothered," Amber said, taking a deep breath.
By now Amber's face and neck were flushed pink and her nipples poking through her T-shirt. Bill knew his wife was turned on narrating the story and moved closer, wanting as much contact with her as possible.
"Because of the heat and thirst, the drinking started early. With the heat, our sweaty bodies rubbing against each other, and the alcohol, inhibitions started to lower. By evening, we were sitting by the deck with a small fire between us. The conversation started getting more sexual and filled with innuendoes.
Before we knew it, the sun had set. The place was entirely lit by the soft light coming from within the house and the glowing fire.
Hannah and I started getting more comfortable with our boyfriends touching and groping us more openly. We knew our teasing was having an effect on the boys; by the way, they were grinding their hardons into us.
The touching slowly turned to kissing, and soon Hannah and I were making out with our boyfriends, openly on the deck.
I was sitting sideways on my boyfriend's lap while Hannah was straddling her boyfriend.
After a while, the sound of a zipper caught my attention, and when I turned in the direction, I was shocked to see Hannah on her knees in front of her boyfriend. She pulled out his cock and started sucking on it. When our eyes met, she gave me a naughty wink.
My boyfriend knew I was not comfortable giving heads, so he pushed me onto the chair and got in front of me. He hiked up my skirt and pulled down my panties. While my boyfriend ate my pussy, I watched Hannah give her boyfriend a sloppy blowjob.
Until this point in my life, I had never done anything like this before. Performing anything sexual in the open or in front of another person. I realised that day that I loved watching and being watched.
After a few minutes, Hannah stripped off her clothes and straddled John. She was riding her boyfriend in a cowgirl position. Hannah looked so beautiful, riding her boyfriend's cock, but what turned me on even more was that she was looking right at me while she was doing it. It was as if she was putting it on a show for me.
I stared at her with lust-filled eyes as I pinched my nipples with my boyfriend's head between my legs. I came hard on his mouth, staring into Hannah's eyes. Brian and I quickly changed positions, mirroring Hannah and her boyfriend.
We were both getting fuck out in the open, under the starry sky.
I did not expect what she said next. "Do you want to switch?" Hannah asked in a sultry voice.
I was so nervous and was caught off guard. I didn't know how to answer her. I just awkwardly mumbled, "That's OK."
She just gave me a wink and continued riding her boyfriend's cock.
It was so hot watching Hannah's body covered in sweat and glistening from the campfire light. It somehow seemed so natural and primitive. Four of us, fucking out in the open around a fire.
I was so horny, I looked Hannah in the eye, biting my lower lip and tugging on my nipples. I spread my legs wider and played with my clit unashamed, begging her to watch me. I wanted her to see my boyfriend's cock fuck my pussy. I didn't realise it at first, but she was mirroring my actions.
When Brian came flooding my pussy, I came for the second time that night with everyone watching me. It was one of the biggest orgasms I had until then. I remember it so clearly because I came so hard everyone thought I had a seizure. Hannah rushed to me, and John got me a glass of water. Brian was so proud for having made me cum so hard, but I knew it was more where and in front of whom we were fucking that triggered my orgasm, more than who was fucking me. But I decided not to burst his bubble.
All of us had come at least once, and we decided it was time to get back indoors. We went to our respective bedrooms to continue our second act.
Later at night, I woke up thirsty and went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. I was wearing a T-shirt and my thong.
Just as I was about to get back, I turned around to see Stacey stark naked and wearing just a naughty smile.
"I am so sorry," I said, not knowing what I was apologising for.
Hannah stepped closer and didn't even try to cover herself. She looked so confident and sexy. She stepped into my personal space until I could practically smell her sweaty skin. I felt Hannah's fingers on my lips shushing me.
