"Something's going on there," Helen Miller said.
The Miller house was no more than a few dozen yards down the road from the Hansen and Reed houses. It was early morning now, and Helen was lying in bed looking up at her husband as he prepared to leave for work.
Ben grunted, his eyes still sleepy. "What are you talking about?"
"The Reeds and Hansens. I think they're wife-swapping."
Ben chuckled. "You're kidding."
"No, I mean it. I've been keeping an eye on them and I think that's what's going on."
"Maybe you're wrong."
"Charlie, I'm not wrong!"
"The hell with it, I've got to get to work."
"Don't go yet," Helen said. "You've got some unfinished business."
She reached out to grab at his cock through his shorts.
Ben chuckled. "If that's what you want."
"Yes, that's what I want!"
She pulled him down on the bed and sprawled on top of him. She giggled as he squeezed her ass through her nightgown.
Helen was worried about the change that had been taking place in her marriage during the past few years. It seemed that Ben's interest in sex was waning. The fire that had fueled the marriage for the past eighteen years seemed to be going out. It was true they were a settled couple with a teenage daughter, but that didn't mean they had to be zombies.
Now Helen ran her hands up Charlie's body to his chest. She rolled completely on top of him, pushing her belly down on the bulge of his cock. She liked feeling his prick there, feeling that he was ready for her. She'd been so frustrated the last couple of weeks. Ben was always begging off at the last minute whenever she wanted it. She wiggled against him now as she planted her hot lips over his.
"Fuck me," she said.
Ben grunted. "Yeah, sure!"
She rolled her hips, sliding his thick cock into a more comfortable position. She could feel it pressing against the top edge of her pussy, sliding with each movement of her body, pressing deliciously against her clit.
"God, I love it!"
Ben snickered. "I love it too, baby."
"You're not tired of me?"
"Hell, you know I'm not!"
He began moving his hips, his heavy cock pushing more firmly against the soft flesh of her belly. His hands slid down around her legs and then slowly traveled up her bare thighs. He stripped her nightgown upwards until her ass was naked to the cool air of the bedroom.
Helen shivered. The combination of the cool air and his hot hands on her ass made her wild. His fingers were now searching between her thighs to find her pussy. She groaned. "Oh yes, do that!"
She squirmed and spread her thighs as his strong hands cupped her asscheeks. She felt the friction of his hairy chest against her nipples as she moved on his body. His hard cock sprang free as she moved her body away.
She peeled her nightgown off, then helped Ben get rid of his shorts. Her eyes danced with pleasure at the sight of his thick cock waiting for her. In a moment she was on top of him again, her legs spread wide as she sought to get his cock inside her fuck-hole.
Ben grunted as he guided his swollen cock inside her cunt. She quivered as she felt the big knob in her cunt-mouth. His hands holding her hips, he lurched upwards to get his cock inside her cunt-channel. They both groaned as he rammed his cock inside her pussy.
The feeling was so delicious, Helen felt dizzy for a moment. And then she started rolling her hips, squirming to fill her insides with his hard prick. She wanted to make every second count. Each twitch of her hips sent a wild thrill through her body. She half raised herself on her elbows to control her movements better.
Ben's mouth engulfed one of her tits. He rammed his cock in and out of her cunt. They were bucking wildly now, his hands clenching her asscheeks, his fingers digging into her creamy flesh. Her asshole tingled as he pulled her asscheeks apart. She was coming now. Her cunt tightened around his hard prick as the spasms started in her cunt-channel. She felt her insides dissolve in a flood of hot pleasure.
Finally it was over and Ben started pushing at her.
"Christ, I've got to get to work," Ben said.
Helen moaned. "All right."
She rolled off him and sprawled on the bed. She cupped her cunt mound with one hand, her fingers holding her cuntlips tightly closed to prevent their love juices from leaking on the bedspread.
Ben leaned over and kissed her, his lips warm against her cheek, and then he stood up and left the room.
Helen lay there in a dream-like state, happy as she listened to the sounds of the toilet flushing in the bathroom. She dozed off a few minutes, and when she opened her eyes again Ben was dressed and saying goodbye to her.
"I'll be home at five," he said.
Helen smiled. "I'll be at my sister's tonight."
"Yeah, that's right, I forgot."
"Cindy said she'd make dinner for you." Ben chuckled. "Okay, if that's what she wants."
Then he was gone. Helen thought about their teenage daughter Cindy. She was a good girl and Helen was sure she'd make a nice dinner for Ben.
Then Helen looked at the clock and groaned. It was time to get up whether she liked it or not. Once again she thought about the Reeds and the Hansens. Was it really true or was she just imagining things? Still keeping her hand tightly pressed to her freshly fucked snatch, she hurried into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet.
Swapping, she thought. People didn't really do those things, did they?
Ben arrived home later than five that evening. He peeled his jacket off, walked into the kitchen and nudged up behind his daughter. "Making something good?"
Cindy giggled. "Daddy, be careful."
His hands slipped around her waist and then moved up to cup her tits through her blouse.
She giggled again, tried to push his hands away and then finally relaxed. "You'll make me spill the soup."
"Christ, I don't want any soup!"
"Daddy, this soup is delicious." He could feel his hot cock lengthening in his pants. Keeping his hands on her tits, he pulled her body towards him. "I've been missing you."
"I have to fix dinner."
"Fuck dinner!"
The girl snickered. "Wouldn't you rather fuck me?"
"You're, damn right I would. Talking about fucking, your mother says the Hansens and the Reeds are swingers."
"Huh?"
"They swap wives or something." Cindy giggled. "That's crazy!"
"People do it, baby."
"Well, I know that. I just never thought about it right down the street."
He pulled her closer to him, grinding his cock against her pert ass. Her ass fit right below his crotch where his heated tool was throbbing halfway down his leg.
She leaned forward a bit now, backing against him as he pulled at her. "You're going to ruin my soup."
"You're a tease," Ben said. He slid his hands under her loose blouse and grabbed her bra covered tits. He squeezed her nipples between his fingers. He pressed against her again, his fingers gripping her tits as he pushed his cock at her asscrack.
Cindy reached behind her now and closed her fingers over his cock. She giggled as she squeezed his hard cock through his pants. "Daddy, you've got a hard-on!"
"I've always got a hard-on for you, angel."
"Let me finish making the soup."
"The hell with the soup, let's go to the bedroom."
"Two minutes?"
"Not two seconds."
She giggled as he pulled her out of the kitchen.
When they were inside the bedroom, he began fondling her again, pulling at her ripe tits through her blouse and running his hands over her ass.
She smiled as she pulled away from him. "Let me undress first."
He knew what was coming. She was a terrible tease, never letting him undress her. She liked to get naked slowly while she watched his reaction to her.
He watched now as her blouse came off. She was a beauty, all right, a blonde little sexpot with well-formed tits and a found little ass. He watched her hands move behind her back to unsnap her white bra. Then her shoulders thrust forward, emphasizing her tits, and he could barely restrain himself from reaching out to grab her tits. Instead, he started undressing himself while he watched her get the rest of her clothes off.
When Cindy's tits cleared the bra, Ben gazed with lust at her pink nipples. He dropped his pants around his ankles and reached for her, his cock sticking out of his boxer shorts like a long thick sausage.
When he looked at her he saw that she was obviously affected by his prick. She was naked now, and in a moment she lay down on the bed with a coy smile on her face.
"Daddy, are you going to fuck me or not?"
"I lust wanted to look."
"Look at what?"
"Look at you, you little minx!"
He slipped his shorts off and walked towards her. His cock bobbed in front of him, his knob swollen and his pisshole already dripping lube juice.
He curled his fingers around his dick and smiled at her. "Horny, baby?"
"Daddy, I'm always horny!"
She held her arms out to him and he slid onto the bed and over her body. He felt her warm skin under his hairy chest as he pushed her tits flat. He could feel her nipples like two hard little berries pushing at him.
Cindy reached down the length of his body to his cock. She made sounds of pleasure as she ran her fingers over his hard cock. He loved feeling her tight little fist around his cockshaft.
He could feel the beating of her heart under him, and now he moved a hand down to cup one of her tits. He loved her boobs, her firm young tits that always seemed so alive in his hands. Her nipples were stiff now, and so was his cock. He pinched one nipple between a thumb and forefinger, squeezing it and puffing it outward. She groaned in response, her fingers closing more tightly around his throbbing cock.
He thought about fucking her differently this time, maybe dog-style, or maybe even fucking her ass. He'd suggested fucking her ass before, but she wouldn't let him do it. Sometimes he thought she refused just in order to have power over him. Well, she had that anyway. He was too nuts about her not to do anything she wanted. And she knew it, all right. The little sexpot knew everything.
He started sucking her tits now. His cock was between her legs and he could feel her working her thighs back and forth on the hot length of it. He sucked her nipples, lapping them with his tongue as she massaged his cock with her thighs and knees.
He humped into her legs, his lube-juice getting her legs wet enough to make the going smooth. It was something she knew about. In fact the first time they'd had sex he'd fucked her between her thighs without touching her pussy, shot off like that while he fucked his cock in and out from the back. She knew how to damp her thighs just right to make it delicious for him.
Then he pulled away from her. "Come on, get your legs up so I can fuck you!"
She giggled at him. "I thought you'd never ask."
He mounted her. He slid his knob down the length of her pink slit, spreading her cuntlips and then pushing his dick inside her cunt mouth.
She groaned as he went in. She raised her legs up high and draped them over his shoulders.
"Daddy, you're so good!"
"You too, baby! You're the best!"
"Better than Mommy?"
Ben chuckled. "Sure, baby. Even better than Mommy."
A few days later Cindy had a chance to confirm what her father had told her about the Hansens and the Reeds. She was walking her bike behind the Hansen house when she heard giggling on the other side of the fence. Yielding to an urge to snoop, Cindy rested the bike against a tree and then she hurried over to a place where she knew there was a crack in the Hansen fence.
Lauren Hansen was on the back lawn with Charlie Reed. Cindy quivered as she peered through the crack in the fence. Lauren Hansen was wearing a bikini and Charlie Reed had on a pair of tight running shorts that clearly showed the bulge of his cock and balls. The teenage girl's heart thumped as she realized something was about to happen.
On the other side of the fence, Lauren was smiling at Charlie and feeling the heat between her legs. They both knew they wanted to fuck and they had no reason to be coy about it. Lauren could smell the male need radiating from him, and that was enough to get her juices flowing.
Charlie reached out to her now and pulled her against him. Then he bent his head and his lips met hers. She responded instantly, her tongue hungry against his teeth and then surging into his mouth. Their tongues tangled as they pressed against each other.
His hands moved over her back, over the jutting cheeks of her ass. He fondled and kneaded her lush ass. When their lips parted, they were both breathing heavily.
"How much time do we have?" Charlie said.
"Jim won't be back for a few hours."
"Come on, let's make it!"
"We can stay out here." Charlie snickered. "Sure, whatever you want, doll."
Lauren stepped back from him and reached behind her to the clasp holding her top in place. In a moment, she had the bikini top dropping off her proud tits. Her tits popped out, her nipples erect and tingling.
Charlie grinned at the sight of her tits. "Yeah, let them swing around, baby!"
Lauren watched his face, pleased at the way he responded to her. She slid her hands over her hips and under the waistband of her bikini bottom. Then she pushed the bottom down and stepped out of it.
Charlie's thick cock was fully aroused now, hard and throbbing in his shorts. He dropped a hand to cup the massive bulge between his legs, then he used both hands to push his trunks down to his ankles.
His cock surged upwards, bursting free and swaying over his big balls like a thick baton. His foreskin had slipped back to expose his cherry colored knob. His stiff prick glistened in the sunlight as it quivered in readiness.
"Mmmm, what a lovely prick," Lauren said. She sat down on one of the gliders and opened her legs to his eyes.
Droplets of moisture had gathered in Lauren's cunt bush. Her outer cuntlips were swollen, gaping enough to show the lighter pink cuntflesh inside.
Charlie dropped to his knees in front of her and cupped the cheeks of her ass in his palms.
He burrowed his head between her slightly spread thighs and pulled her cunt close to his face. His tongue came out and he started licking her wet gash.
Lauren moaned, her hands on the back of his head as she pulled his mouth tight against her open cunt. She arched her back as she humped against his face.
His tongue wiggled inside her warm cunthole. She went wild against him, moaning loudly as he sucked and licked her gash. Charlie worked on her drooling pussy, eating her cunt with gusto, sucking up the cunt-honey as fast as it oozed out of her slit. Then his tongue found her clit and he started whipping it in a way that made her crazy.
Lauren twisted her cunt against his mouth as the hot spasms convulsed her pussy.
Charlie held her cunt mashed against his face, his nose rubbing her clit, his tongue and lips sucking at her cunthole as she finished her climax.
"You're the best," Lauren said with a shudder.
"I like the way you pop off."
"Fuck me, Charlie! Fuck me on the ground!" He pulled her down on the grass beside him and in a moment he was on top of her, reaching for his cock and guiding his fat knob inside her gaping cunt.
She moaned as she felt his cock sliding in. Her hands moved over his shoulders and then down to cup his ass. Then she lurched up, sucking his cock inside her cunt, meeting him as he drove forward to bury his prick in her cunt-channel.
His heavy balls slapped against her asscheeks. The hot juice pouring out of her cunt had drenched her asscrack. She moaned, as she churned her ass under him, grinding her cunt against his crotch. Her cuntlips sucked at his sliding prick, her cunt bush tangling with the wiry hair at the base of his thick cock.
Charlie fucked her slowly at first, but then he increased the pace and started slamming her. Lauren loved it. She clawed at him, her legs rocking over his back, a whimper coming out of her throat each time he rammed his cock home inside her sopping cunt.
It wasn't long before he groaned and started coming.
She felt his cock jerk as the jism squirted out. That was all she needed to push her over the top for the second time. She moaned as she made it, crying out as she felt another hot gush of searing fuckjuice in her pussy.
They clung together until his balls were empty, and then they rolled apart and lay there sweating in the hot sun.
On the other side of the fence Cindy trembled, her pussy drenched and aching for attention. Not here, she thought. She pulled away from the fence, grabbed her bike and hurried back to her own house.
Her parents were out. Inside her room, the girl fell down on her bed with her fingers already inside her sopping cunt.