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My Next Door Swinging Neighbors

My Next Door Swinging Neighbors

by motherandsontrueconfessions
19 min read
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Their first time doing it, a big extramarital step to take, Ed and Sue have swinging sex with their next-door neighbors.

Finally living the good life after working hard all of our lives, with us not having children to raise, nor wanting kids to spend all of our money, and ruin our fun, my wife and I retired early. With both of us working full time, with careful investments, we've saved enough money for our retirement. After thirty-years of service to my country and with me retired from the Army as a decorated master sergeant, and my wife a retired junior high school teacher, financially, we're doing okay.

Actively keeping occupied, not looking our ages, we both look ten-years younger. Not couch potatoes, we keep ourselves in shape with walking, bicycling, tennis, golfing, and simple exercises with yoga, and stay firm and toned with lightweight dumbbells. With us not wanting to grow old and weak, exercising is our way of maintaining our body weight and keeping us healthy.

Not so much globetrotters or jet setters, but we loved to travel throughout the United States. A different place every time, we close our eyes and pick our destination on the map by pointing at it with our finger. With so much to see and lots to do, we loved packing up the RV and driving someplace we haven't visited before.

"Where shall we go," asked Sue?

I laughed.

"Someplace warmer but not Florida. That's too hot," I said while shaking my head. "Besides, we've been there too many times."

Sue smiled.

"I know. Let's take Route 81, towards Tennessee and camp somewhere in the blue mountains. I heard that the drive is scenically beautiful," she said. "There's lots to do there. Maybe we can even take a side trip to Nashville," she said with a big smile. "You know how much I love country music."

Always looking for an adventure, we were always looking for exciting things to do and new places to go.

"Tennessee it is," I said.

# # #

Unembarrassed and unashamed, something that we did two years ago, and something that I still masturbate over, something so out of our character, we're still surprised that we did something like that. We never told anyone what we did, while on our second honeymoon and vacationing in Jamaica. We tried the swinging lifestyle and enjoyed it. Actually, it really wasn't the swinging lifestyle. It was more of an introduction to broadening our sexual horizons by having sex with others.

With so many topless and nude beaches and resorts in Jamaica, we spent our week practically naked. Giving us both permission, the day before we were leaving, we had separate, full body, naked massages. After our massages, we relaxed in our room with a glass of wine. We told one another about our naked adventure. Instead of getting angry with one another, we both became sexually excited.

"How was your massage," I asked my wife? "Was it relaxing?"

She closed her eyes, fingered her nipple, and swooned while reaching beneath her nightgown to rub her pussy.

"Sexually arousing instead of relaxing was more like it," she said looking over at me to give me a dirty laugh.

While wondering what she meant by her comment, I looked at her stunned. My wife never talked about sex in that way. As if she was suddenly a blossoming flower, I needed to know more.

"What do you mean that your massage was sexually arousing," I asked while propping myself up on my elbow to look at her while more than curious to know?

She looked at me and laughed again.

"If I tell you, you must promise not to get mad," she said.

Not expecting her to tell me what she told me, I made a face and shrugged.

"Why would I get mad? It was just a massage. Oh, you mean because the masseur saw you naked," I said with a laugh and another shrug. "Is that it?" I laughed. "So what? Big deal."

She gave me a sexy smile and a naughty look. Then, she took a big gulp of her wine before she turned to look at me. She remained silent for a long minute as if rethinking what she was about to say.

# # #

"He not only massaged my back, my shoulders, and my legs but also," she said, pausing again. "He massaged my naked ass," she said, swooning again. "He spent a lot of time touching, feeling, fondling, squeezing, and massaging my naked ass. I seemed to like my ass," said Sue with a laugh.

I reached over to feel her ass through her nightgown.

"You do have a nice ass, Sue. If I didn't know how old you were and all that I saw was your ass, I'd think that you were a thirty-something-year old woman instead of a fifty-something-year old woman," I said.

I laughed and then, I slapped her ass.

Before continuing, she rubbed my pink handprint on her ass. Then, she smiled at me with my compliment of her ass.

"When he asked me to turn over without allowing me the modesty of covering me with a towel, he not only saw me totally naked but also, he massaged my naked breasts. He pinched, pulled, turned, and twisted my erect nipples," she said looking over at me.

She put her hand to her breast and swooned again.

"I couldn't believe he was massaging my tits and fingering my nipples. He made me so wet by feeling my breasts while fingering my nipples, that I had a small orgasm," said Sue. "Something that I haven't done in such a long time, he made me cum just by massaging my breasts."

Again, she paused to rethink what she was about to say. Before she did, she looked up at me to watch my reaction but blurted it out anyway.

"Then, shocking me as much as he sexually aroused me, he fingered my pussy. He rubbed my clit. He finger fucked me. He masturbated me," she said with a gasp and a look of sexual arousal.

I remembered all the prostitutes that hung around the base and that I had sex with while off duty. I remembered the time when I did R & R, rest and relaxation in Bangkok, Thailand, and had sex with a multitude of young Taiwanese whores.

# # #

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Yet, my wife surprised me. Instead of looking at me with embarrassment and shame, she looked at me with sexual arousal. With her suddenly sexually aroused in telling me what happened, she pushed down my pajama bottoms, took my semi-erect prick in her hand, and fingered the head of my cock with her manicured fingers. Then, she slowly stroked me to give me a bigger and harder erection.

"He rubbed my clit and finger fucked my pussy. Then, when he pressed on my G spot, he gave me a second, sexual orgasm with his fingers," she said. "He was a professional when masturbating me. Never have I had such a glorious orgasm," she said, swooning again.

I looked at my wife stunned.

"He masturbated you? You allowed him to touch you in a sexual way," I asked? "He finger fucked you?"

She smiled over at me while nodding her head. She stroked me faster. She stroked me harder.

"He did and I did," she said, stopping her masturbation of me. "Not only that," she said with another pause.

She looked up at me as if afraid to tell me. Then, while watching for my reaction to what she was about to say, she wanted me to know what she had done.

"After he fondled my breasts and masturbated my pussy, and after he gave me two orgasms, I sucked his cock. I blew him," she said.

Again, while watching for my reaction to her telling me that she blew a stranger, she started stroking me again but this time faster and harder.

"With him making me so sexually aroused, I allowed him to cum in my mouth, and I swallowed his cum. Then, when he removed his stiff prick from my lips, surprising me, he ejaculated a second load of cum all over my face," she said with a laugh. "He gave me a cum bath," she said with a dirty laugh.

Stunned, I stared at my wife with my mouth open. She allowed him to masturbate her. She sucked his cock, allowed him to cum in her mouth, swallowed his cum, and allowed him to give her a cum bath.

'Whore,' I wanted to say but I didn't.

Yet, glad that her masseur masturbated her and glad that she blew him, that made what I needed to tell her much easier.

# # #

Something that surprised me that she allowed him to do, the masseur masturbated my wife. He rubbed her clit and finger fucked her pussy while massaging more than just her legs, her back, and her shoulders. She allowed him to fondle her naked breasts while fingering her erect nipples. He had not only sexually aroused her but also, he had given her two orgasms with his fingers from massaging her breasts and fingering her nipples, and a second orgasm from fingering her pussy.

'My wife is a whore but, with me a pervert, I'm glad that she is,' I thought.

Something that I never thought she'd do, and shocked that she did, she returned the sexual favor of him playing with her pussy, fondling her breasts, and fingering her nipples by sucking his cock. She blew him. My MILF of a wife gave another man oral sex. The first time that she had sex since being married to me, I couldn't believe my wife blew him.

"After he gave me an orgasm with his fingers, he made me so sexually aroused that I couldn't wait to blow him," she said. "I wanted to suck his cock. After he had given me so much pleasure, I needed him to cum in my mouth."

While she was on her stomach, and with him, a tall Jamaican man, he stood in front of her and leaned over her while massaging her shoulders, her arms, her back, and her naked ass. Seemingly teasing her with his erection, and with her becoming sexually aroused by his touches, she gave into her lustful desire. Something that so many women must do while on vacation in Jamaica and getting a full body, naked massage from a good-looking, black man, she reached up her hand and felt his erect prick through his white pants.

She continued giving me all of the details of having sex with him while she masturbated me.

"I raised my head, reached my hand inside of the pants of his white uniform, pulled out his prick, took him in her hand, and stroked him while staring up at him and smiling. In the way that I'm masturbating you now, I masturbated him," she said.

She leaned forward to take me in her mouth. She briefly sucked me before removing me from her mouth to speak.

"Then, not stopping there, as soon as he had a big and hard erection, surprising even myself, I opened my mouth and took him inside. I took his big, black, erect prick in my mouth. While continuing to stroke him, I blew him. I sucked his cock and allowed him to cum in my mouth, she said.

She laughed a dirty laugh.

"I stared up at him with his big, black dick stretching my mouth," she said. "His dick was so big."

Having always been faithful to me our entire married life, if it wasn't enough that he had masturbated her and she had masturbated him, I couldn't believe that my wife sucked the cock of another man. She blew him. I couldn't believe she gave him oral sex.

She not only allowed him to cum in her mouth but also, she swallowed his cum. More than that, when she released his big dick from the pressure of her lips, he unloaded a second load of cum in her hair and all over her face. With her not pulling away, she allowed him to give her a cum bath. Another man gave my wife a cum bath.

She became sexually aroused when telling me all that she did. I became sexually excited with her telling me that she sucked his cock, allowed him to cum in her mouth, swallowed his cum, and allowed him to give her a cum bath. After she told me, something that I never expected to happen but, we had the best sex that we ever had.

I ate her pussy and gave her an orgasm with my fingers and my tongue. Then, while making out with her as if we were teenagers or a newly married couple on our honeymoon, I made love to her and she made love to me. Fucking her faster and harder than I had ever fucked her, I fucked her and, with her returning my fast and hard humps with her fast and hard humps, she fucked me. I gave her a second orgasm with my cock and ejaculated a load of cum in her pussy.

Finally, in the way that she blew that Jamaican man, she blew me. She sucked my cock in the way that she had never sucked my cock before. As if I was a horny teenager, instead of a fifty-something-year-old man, I ejaculated a load of warm, oozy cum in her mouth and she swallowed. Then, I ejaculated a third load of cum in her hair, all over her face, and across her naked breasts. In the way that her masseur gave her a cum bath, I gave my wife a cum bath, too.

# # #

After Sue told me what happened during her massage and after we had the best sex that we ever had, I was ready to tell her that during my full body, naked massage a similar thing happened to me, too.

"My masseuse, a beautiful, young, Jamaican woman, not bothering to cover me with a towel, gave me a full body, naked massage," I said. "As soon as I stripped off my clothes and she entered the room, I had an erection. She giggled at my big dick while touching it with her fingertip. Then, she squeezed it in her hand to see how hard it was."

I looked at my wife to see her reaction. She smiled.

"I see that you're excited for your massage," she said.

She laughed and I returned her laugh with my laugh. Not covering my swollen prick with my hand, as bold as I was horny, I smiled at her.

"She gave me a wonderful massage. Then, with me still having an erection, she gave me a happy ending," I said looking at my wife for her reaction.

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She nodded her head.

"Happy ending? What do you mean she gave you a happy ending? What's that," asked Sue? "She gave you an ice cream sundae," said my wife with a laugh.

I smiled at my wife while I fondled her naked breasts and fingered her erect nipples through her nightgown. I loved my wife's shapely, natural tits.

"She removed her top and allowed me to touch, feel, and fondle her naked breasts while fingering her nipples," I said. "She leaned over me for me to suck her nipples. Then, forgetting about the massage, she stroked my cock while continuing to allow me to play with her big tits. I pinched, pulled, turned, twisted, and sucked her big nipples while she continued masturbating me," I said.

I cupped my wife's pussy in my hand while gently rubbing her clit.

"With her not stopping me, she allowed me to reach my horny hand beneath her short skirt. I felt her ass and cupped her pussy through her panties while she leaned over me to take my stiff prick in her mouth. In the way that you did with your masseur, I did with my masseuse. I had sex with her," I confessed to my wife.

I slid a slow finger across Sue's red, full lips.

"Surprising me, not thinking that she would, with me much older than her, she leaned over me and took my erect prick in her mouth. She sucked my cock. She blew me. She allowed me to cum in her beautiful mouth and she swallowed my cum," I said. "She gave me a wonderful blowjob."

I gave my wife a wide smile.

"In the way that you sucked the cock of her Jamaican man, this Jamaican woman gave me a blowjob. She sucked my cock, allowed me to cum in her mouth, and she swallowed my cum," I said.

After I told my wife my story, she became as sexually aroused again as I was sexually excited. We had sex as if we were teenagers. Never have we had better sex with Sue after having had sex with another person, and sharing our extramarital experiences with one another.

# # #

My name is Ed. I'm 6' 2" tall, bald, weigh a slim 200 pounds, and I have blue eyes. My wife of thirty-years is Sue. She's 5' 7" tall, has silver hair, hazel eyes, 36 D cup breasts, and weighs a shapely 145 pounds. As sexy as she is shapely, she's very pretty. I love my wife and she loves me.

While traveling around the country in our RV, taking a break from driving, we rented a house for a week in Fort Lauderdale. The house has a pool and a six person hot tub. The neighbor's house next door is a similar house. While curious about the neighbors, we couldn't wait to meet them.

Chris and Joan, rented the house next-door to us. A couple much like us. Chris is 5' 10" tall, has gray hair sprinkled throughout his brown hair, and weighs 185 pounds. Joan is 5' 7" tall, blonde with gray streaks in her shoulder length hair, and weighs 130 pounds.

We were on our way out our front door to buy some groceries when we bumped into them. We stopped to introduce ourselves and, after some small talk, we continued on our way to the grocery store. With them looking like they were, especially in the way that they were dressed and in the way that they eyed us, I wondered if they were swingers. Hard to tell if they were or not, while wishing they did, swingers don't have swingers tattooed on their foreheads.

Keeping everything on the down low, swingers don't advertise that they're swingers. Only a small percentage of people have open marriages. A very small minority, only about 4 % of married couples swing and have extramarital sex with others. That's one in every 25 couples, or about 2.8 million out all of the married couples in the United States. What are the odds that there'd be a swinging couple living next door to us?

# # #

"Hi, I'm Ed and this is my wife, Sue," I said to our neighbors while offering my hand to Chris.

Chris shook my hand and turned to introduce his wife.

"I'm pleased to meet you," said Chris, smiling at me and turning to smile at Sue. "This is my wife, Joan."

While I undressed her with my eyes, Joan stared at me as long and as hard as I stared at her. An attractive woman, she had a similar body to Sue. Just the way that they looked and carried themselves, there was something about them that made me wonder if they were swingers. It would be hot to be living next door to a couple of swingers.

"It seems like a quiet neighborhood with lots of people our age," I said looking around. "I don't see any children, which is a good thing," I said with a laugh.

Chris looked around, too.

"We just got here today but I haven't seen any kids, yet, either," he said. "I've seen some elderly people walking their small dogs and couples riding golf carts. There's a golf course within walking distance," he said while pointing in the direction of the golf course.

As we said our goodbyes, I shook his hand again and not sure why I did but I leaned forward to kiss Joan on the cheek. As soon as I leaned closer to her, I smelled her perfume. Then, instead of kissing her on the cheek, she turned her head to kiss me on my lips. Then, she gave me a sexy smile and a naughty look. Following Joan's lead and, surprising me and seemingly with my wife ready to party, Sue kissed Chris on the lips, too.

"Well, we're off to the supermarket to get some food. Do you need anything," I asked?

Chris smiled.

"No, we picked up all that we needed this morning," he said.

We waved them our goodbyes. Yet, all the way there and all the way back, Joan kissing me on my lips filled my horny mind.

'I'd love to part her lips and make out with her while feeling her big breasts through her blouse and bra,' I thought. 'I'd love to have sex with her. I'd love to watch Sue having sex with Chris.'

# # #

When we returned home an hour later, we saw Chris outside back fretting over his pool.

"The pool filter is shot," he said looking at me with frustration. "I called the landlord, and he ordered a new one, but it won't be delivered until tomorrow. I was hoping to take a dip," he said while looking up at the hot sun and shading his eyes.

He looked down at the green water that filled his pool.

"Helping me to cool off and relax, I enjoy going for a swim this time of day. Only, look at it, my pool is too dirty to swim in," he said, staring at his pool with his towel tossed over his shoulder. "It's disgusting. It looks like a swamp."

We invited Chris and Joan over to use our pool until tomorrow when his new pool filter is delivered.

"You're welcome to take a dip in our pool. Bathing suits are optional," I said with a dirty laugh. "Bring your wife. We'll have a barbeque."

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