The Couple Next Door

Jenny knocked on the Applebaum's front door. It was Friday.

She had, of course, gone back the next day. And the day after. And she and Laura had fucked each other senseless both times. Jenny hadn't run off and they hadn't talked about Henry again.

It felt different though. The sex was as good as ever, maybe better. But it was harder, dirtier, less tender and maybe not quite as satisfying.

Jenny didn't feel like she trusted Laura anymore but was in too far to stop. She was just Laura's bit on the side, an outlet for her sapphic urges.

And that was fine. If it meant Jenny got to keep having her, she guessed that was fine. But she didn't see any need to treat Laura any differently.

Jenny had come onto David the night after her first conversation with Laura about Henry. He hadn't seemed as keen as previously but he soon got rock hard in her mouth.

He fucked her good and hard from behind and slapped her arse before coming inside her.

It was no more than satisfactory but it felt good being taken by him, having his seed inside her, like taking back something that was hers. Even if he could never make her feel like Laura did.

So, she had to keep going back to Laura, always knocking on her door.

Laura opened the door wide. She was wearing another sundress, modest by her standards but the fullness of her breasts was still fully visible under the thin fabric.

Jenny followed Laura into the kitchen. Henry was sitting at the counter, drinking coffee.

"I thought you were in Dubai."

"I was. I came back. Don't worry though, I'll be off in a minute and leave you girls alone."

"No," said Jenny. "You can stay. At least don't leave on my account."

"Jenny?" said Laura questioningly but both Jenny and Henry ignored her.

"I thought you two might want some alone time."

"Time for that later," said Jenny. "No need to run off."

"OK," he said. "Coffee, latte right?"

"Espresso."

"Ok, he shrugged, "coming right up."

"Jenny," Laura hissed again, her voice wavering between concern and warning. The machine made a lot of noise, so that conversation wasn't really possible.

Henry handed her her drink. She sipped it, savouring it's black depth and texture. She never drank espresso and didn't know why she'd asked for one, but she was glad she had.

"So, Henry, you don't mind I'm fucking your wife."

"Jenny!" Laura's tone was one of shock now.

Henry Apllebaum just looked at her in cool amusement.

"No, I don't. Not at all."

"And why not?"

"It keeps her happy."

"And that's all?"

Henry shrugged, "Happy wife, happy life."

"So, its not because it turns you on? Thinking about your wife with another woman?"

"Oh no, it's totally hot. I'm not going to pretend it's not."

"Well, OK then," Jenny smirked. "Thanks for being honest."

"No problem," he smirked back.

"Well, OK then," Laura chimed in, trying to break the tension between Laura and Henry.

"Don't you have somewhere to be darling?" Laura asked her husband.

"Yes, of course."

Henry tipped back his cup, finishing his espresso, kissed his wife good bye and turned to go.

"Well, you girls have fun."

"Oh, we will, don't you worry about that," said Laura.

Jenny was never quite sure afterwards why she said what she said next:

"You could stay if you wanted. To watch."

"What?" said husband and wife together, both seemingly genuinely surprised if not quite shocked.

"I mean seeing as how you think it's such a turn on, and you," Jenny turned to Laura as she said this, "wouldn't mind having your husband involved, would you."

"Well I..."

Jenny didn't know why she'd said it but she was enjoying seeing them both on the backfoot for once. Even though part of her very much suspected she was being played, that really this was what they both wanted.

But even if that was true, she was sure they were playing a long game and hadn't expected her to make this offer right now.

And why had she? Well, why not, she guessed. She still wanted Laura, but she wanted Henry too. Having Henry watch her get it on with Laura turned her on. Laura had taught her to consider herself sexy. Why not flaunt that?

Laura looked at Henry uncertainly.

Henry just said, "Its Laura's call."

Both Jenny and Henry looked at Laura expectantly.

Laura paused, and then she shrugged, "Sure, why not. The more the merrier."

Now that everyone had agreed and this was actually happening, Jenny had a sudden attack of nerves. What the hell was she doing?

But, having made up her mind, Laura took control. Maybe she and Henry had been planning this for weeks.

She took Jenny and Henry into the living room and closed the door. The only light came from the French windows facing out into the garden. The sun was shining brightly outside but that only made it darker inside.

Henry sat down in a one person armchair. Laura sat down in the middle of a three person sofa facing him. Jenny stood in front of Laura, facing her with her back to Henry.

Laura looked up at her with her big beautiful eyes.

"Are you sure you want this Jenny?"

Jenny just nodded at her.

"Then kiss me Jenny."

Jenny bent over and kissed Laura on the lips. She was sure that Henry would have a good view of her arse in her short skirt as she bent over. But as soon as she kissed Laura, she felt her apprehensions melt away. Laura tasted as good as she ever had.

Jenny straightened up again and looked at Henry over her shoulder. His eyes were all over her.

And realised she liked him watching. Was he hard yet? She hoped so.

It only made sense he was watching her and not Laura. He'd seen Laura naked hundreds of times and had never seen Jenny but, still, it was very flattering.

Jenny looked back at Laura, acutely aware of Henry's hungry gaze, empowered by it, but choosing to ignore it.

She unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor. Her bra soon followed.

"Mmmm, such sexy tits," Laura moaned, her eyes on Jenny not her husband.

From where he was sitting Jenny wasn't sure if Henry could see them or not but she guessed not. She didn't care, her attention was fixed on Laura.

"Take your panties down."

Laura did as Jenny told her and spread her legs. Jenny got down on all fours between them and, with her pert little bottom stuck up in the air, started to lick her out.

Laura's pussy felt good as it ever did but Jenny couldn't help feeling intensely self conscious as she tasted her. It didn't help that she couldn't see Henry at all.

What was he doing? Was he hard? Was he stroking himself? Had he got his huge cock out? Jenny had no way of knowing.

It made her feel so uncomfortable but it was so thrilling too. She felt electrically turned on.

And Laura did taste good. Laura always tasted good. Jenny allowed her arousal and her want for Laura to overwhelm her uncertainties as she pleasured Laura's sweet pussy.

Laura seemed wetter than ever. Having Henry watching them was definitely turning her on. And knowing that Laura was so turned on just got got Jenny going as well.

It never took very long for Laura to come but Jenny was surprised just how quickly her moans started to reach their pitch and her thighs begin to shake.

After taking every last drop of Laura's come in her face, Jenny stood up and turned around to face Henry.

Jenny was a little disappointed that he hadn't got his cock out and was just sitting there with his hands flat on his thighs. There was a very palpable bulge at his crotch though.

"You were right, Laura, she's got really great tits."

Jenny smiled at Henry. Now that she had made Laura come, she had lost all her shyness and very much wanted to show off for Henry, relishing his eyes on her. She felt hot, slutty and shameless.

Jenny turned round to face Laura again. She bent over so her pert little bottom was thrust up into the air towards Henry.

Looking over her shoulder at him, she pulled her skirt down over her bottom and then her knickers, making sure he had a good view of her wet pussy before turning to sit next to Laura.

Henry's eyes were hot with want and desire. One of his hands moved to rub his crotch.

Laura slithered off the sofa and crawled around between Jenny's legs.

Jenny moaned as Laura's mouth made contact with her pussy. She looked at Henry, feeling his gaze devouring her.

"Yes bitch, eat it," Jenny moaned.

She looked up at Henry.

"Do you like it when your bitch wife eats my cunt, big boy?"

Henry said nothing. He simply stood up and started to undo his fly.

"That's right, show me what you've got. Show me how much I turn you on."

Laura couldn't see what was happening. But she could hear Jenny talking and Jenny suddenly felt Laura's mouth and tongue moving on her with renewed intensity.

Henry had finished undoing his fly. Without taking his eyes off Jenny, he reached down and got his cock out.

Jenny would have gasped if she hadn't already been moaning under Laura's lustful licking. Seeing it from afar from her bedroom window hadn't really prepared her for how simply, thrillingly, intimidatingly enormous Henry was.

He walked up behind his wife and lifted up her dress so that her bare arse was facing him. Laura must have felt him do it because she wiggled her bottom seductively at him.

Then Henry sank to his knees, he placed one hand on one of Laura's buttocks. With the other, he gripped his huge cock and rubbed it against the entrance to Laura's pussy.

Jenny could immediately feel the difference to how Laura was licking her. She was less licking and more moaning in her own pleasure but moaning with her face buried deep between Jenny's thighs.

Then he entered her.

Jenny felt it inside herself. She could feel Laura being pushed up inside her. Laura wasn't licking at all now but her wet open mouth was pleasuring Jenny in ways she'd never imagined as with every thrust from Henry's huge cock she surged inside her.

"Oh fuck her Henry. Fuck her good."

Jenny could feel her whole body starting to fizz and smoulder. She'd never felt this turned on in her life, didn't know it was possible.

Laura's mouth felt incredible in and against her pussy but it was the overwhelming hotness of the situation that was overloading her system.

Every time Henry thrust into his wife, slamming hard inside her, Laura's whole body was forced forward into Jenny's wet, wide open pussy, as Jenny ran her fingers ecstatically through her hair.

Although he wasn't touching her, Jenny felt like Henry was fucking her, as though Laura was just the conduit for their lovemaking. And God, it felt good.

And all the time, her eyes were locked with Henry's in a look of smouldering intensity. God, he was so handsome. Such a handsome, powerful, masculine man.

And he wanted her, he wanted her, Jenny the little mouse. Despite being married to the most gorgeous, desirable creature Jenny could even imagine, he wanted her.

Jenny was breathing hard now and her legs were shaking. She could feel her pussy start to dissolve in Laura's mouth.

"Come for me, Jenny. I want to see you come."

For a moment, Jenny just teetered on the edge and then she did what she was told and fall into the dark, blissful abyss of her orgasm.

When she regained her composure, she realised Laura was no longer between her legs. She had turned and was facing her husband.

Henry was on his feet now, his eyes still fixed on Jenny's but his huge, hard cock inside Laura's mouth as she furiously wanked him off while sucking on his tip.

Henry's eyes were fixed on Jenny's chest. So, he hadn't been lying, he really did like her tits. Even though, she felt spent, she thrust her chest forward to give him a better look.

"Now, Laura," he said.

When she heard this, Laura stopped sucking and kneeled up to present her own big, beautiful tits towards his cock.

Henry didn't stop checking out Jenny even as his cock spurted his hot, white cream all over Laura's big, fabulous tits.

When he was done, Laura turned to face Jenny and smiled. For once, Jenny took her attention away from Henry and looked at his wife.

"How do you think my tits look, Jenny?"

"Incredible "

And they did. Laura's tits were always fabulous, large, round and juicy like ripe, bursting fruit.

But with Henry's cum literally dripping off them, the effect was electric. Jenny couldn't believe how much cum Henry had produced and Laura's tits were covered in them and dripping off the undersides.

And it looked so good. Jenny had never really been that keen on David's cum. Found it all quite messy really but watching Henry spray himself over Laura had been such a thrill.

Laura moved towards Jenny presenting her breasts towards her. Without really thinking what she was doing Jenny moved towards her and found herself on her knees in front of Laura, actually licking his cum off her tits.

Laura gripped her by the head and pushed her into her, so that Jenny was smothered by Laura's big, cum soaked breasts.

And it felt so good. Sucking on Laura's tits, sucking on his cum, rubbing it on her face and in her hair, just covering herself in it.

"That's it, baby, lick it up, lick it all up," Laura's voice was soft and gentle as she wrapped her arms tenderly around Jenny.

Jenny hadn't even noticed that she had started touching herself again, almost until she found herself coming again, with Laura's tits in her mouth and Henry's cum all over her face.

Afterwards, she looked up gingerly at them both. Henry was standing behind his wife with his hand on her shoulder. They were both looking down at Jenny tenderly.

" You're such a good girl, Jenny," Henry said. "Laura said you would be."

Jenny felt pleased and proud that she had performed well for her new friends. At that moment, in that soft afterglow, she had no negative thoughts anymore, just a feeling of deep satisfaction.

She was excited as to what came next.

To be continued...