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Carolina Beach, North Carolina is a small town and a beautiful place for our retirement. We’re only twelve miles south of Wilmington if we want to take advantage of the amenities and health services of a larger city. My name is Dan, and my wife, Jenny, and I were recently able to retire after working our whole lives in Wilmington and raising our daughter, Ashley, there.

We bought our modest, one-bedroom, beachfront cottage on Carolina Beach when I had just turned thirty, at a time before the prices had escalated so much. Over the years we added two more bedrooms, another bathroom, and a large, ocean-view veranda across the front of the cottage, with a hot tub and partially enclosed outdoor shower.

Sitting out in the hot tub now, at the age of sixty-two, I have wonderful memories of the times we spent at the cottage when we were using it just as a vacation home. We still enjoy our friends here occasionally. This story will give you a good understanding of just how special my memories are.

Jenny and I both grew up in Wilmington and graduated from high school in the early 1970s. I didn’t meet her until college, though, since I am two years older than her, and we went to different high schools. I met Jenny right after I completed my master’s program in pharmacology, and she was graduating college with her bachelor’s degree in nursing. I worked as a pharmacist for many years, until 1987, when I got a research job with a growing pharmaceutical company, and Jenny was a practicing registered nurse.

Jenny and I dated for a year and were married in 1977. We lived in an apartment in Wilmington until our daughter, Ashley, was born two years later. By then, we had saved up enough with our two incomes to buy our first home in Wilmington. From the time we started dating, we socialized a lot with another couple who are about our ages, and it was a kind of unusual situation.

Kevin, the husband, is one year younger than me, and he had dated Jenny when he was a senior in high school, and she was a junior. Kevin’s wife, Kate, is Jenny’s age and they were best friends in high school, which is how we all got together. Kate knew Kevin from when Jenny was dating him, and after Jenny went away to college, they got together. I found out later, just how well they knew one another.

We had all come of age during the late 1960s and 1970s, which was a time known as the sexual revolution in much of the Western world. Attitudes towards sex and pornography were more liberal, the use of contraception had become more accepted, and extramarital sex was more common. The movie, ‘Saturday Night Fever’, which came out in 1977, is a good illustration of the attitudes at that time.

Our interactions as couples reflected those more liberal sexual attitudes, and we danced with one another’s spouses when we went to clubs to drink and dance. I had never been the jealous type, and it didn’t bother me much when, after we all had a few drinks, Kevin and Jenny would become rather intimate on the dance floor. They would kiss, and I could tell that they were passionate, French kisses, and he sometimes rubbed her ass and the sides of her breasts with his hands. Kate and I hugged, and we kissed on the lips too, but nothing as passionate as Jenny was doing with Kevin.

Kevin is a handsome guy, at about six feet and two inches tall and one hundred and ninety pounds, with brown hair, blue eyes, and he is very fit and athletic. I’m also a good-looking guy, at six feet tall and weighing one hundred and eighty pounds. I try to stay fit with routine workouts at the gym, but I’ve never been that athletic. It was easy to see how Jenny was attracted to him.

It was hard to blame Kevin for being so attracted to Jenny too. She is five feet and seven inches tall and weighed about one hundred and twenty-five pounds at that time. Her medium brown hair contrasts beautifully with her light brown eyes, and a lot of people say that she looks almost identical to the actress Sandra Bullock when she was the same age. One noticeable difference is that Jenny has full and voluptuous, 32DD breasts, and Sandra Bullock’s are closer to 32Bs. Kate is also a very pretty girl, with naturally blonde hair and blue eyes, and about the same overall size as Jenny, except that she has what I guessed are 32C breasts.

On some of the evenings when we had been drinking heavily, and Kevin had taken more than his usual liberties with my wife, I sometimes asked her about it the next day, when we had sobered up.

She acted like she didn’t remember him being so touchy-feely, and she’d say things like, “Don’t be silly, honey. I don’t remember him fondling my tits or pushing his hand down the back of my skirt. That was a long time ago when we dated in high school, and I’m married to you now.”

I admit that I should have been more assertive in not letting Kevin get away with so much, but I guess that I just didn’t see the harm. They had dated in high school and I assumed that they had fucked, so it probably wasn’t a big deal if they were doing a little innocent petting on the dance floor. Kate didn’t seem to have a problem with it either.

Kate gave birth to a daughter, named Suzie, in the same month that our daughter, Ashley, was born. That curtailed our night life quite a bit. Instead of going out to clubs, we’d host one another at our homes, and the focus was on the babies until we got them down to sleep. Then we’d just drink soft drinks since our wives were both breastfeeding the babies, and dance to disco songs on the stereo. Over time, Kate and I had become as cozy as Jenny and Kevin were, and I enjoyed kissing her and feeling her nice tits pressed up against me.

Jenny’s breasts had grown to 32Fs and Kate’s were DDs since they began lactating, and those big breasts were getting everyone excited. That’s probably what led to all of us becoming even more intimate. We were over at their home and, after the babies were asleep, we had been dancing to several slow songs. I had just opened my eyes after a five-minute long, passionate kiss with Kate, just in time to see Kevin s sitting back on the couch, pulling Jenny down to straddle his lap facing him.

They kissed briefly, and then she lifted her blouse as he unfastened and removed her nursing bra, and he began sucking her right nipple and areola. The slurping sounds filled the room and I saw some dribbles of milk running down her pendulous breasts, as Jenny squirmed on his lap. It had never occurred to me before to suckle her lactating breasts, and it was amazingly arousing watching him drink breast milk from my wife.

I watched for a few seconds and then called it to Kate’s attention since she had been looking the other way. She giggled and said, “Damn, that Kevin never can seem to get enough breast milk, and I guess he thought he’d try Jenny’s massive milk jugs. Neither of us could ever seem to get enough of her big breasts in high school either, and now he’s getting a chance to suckle her.”

“Have you ever tried mother’s milk, Dan? It is a huge turn on for Kevin, and I just love to have my breasts sucked in a sexual way like that. I feel it in my pussy and it makes me so fucking horny. Come on, Dan, don’t let them have all of the fun.”

Kate pushed me back onto the couch and straddled my lap as they had done. Then she pulled up her shirt, removed her bra, and pulled my mouth to her left nipple. I began to suck, and her tasty milk filled my mouth. Her breasts aren’t quite as big as Jenny’s, but they were shapely and firm and filled with tasty milk.

I couldn’t imagine why I hadn’t ever thought to try that with Jenny, and I also wasn’t sure what she meant about her not getting enough of Jenny’s breasts in high school. It seemed like the harder I sucked, the more turned on Kate was. Her skirt had pulled up, and she was soon humping her hot, damp, panty-covered pussy against my hardening, pants covered cock.

I was getting so turned on from Kate’s reaction to my sucking her breast, and her grinding her pussy against my cock, that I hadn’t noticed that she had reached down and was unzipping my pants as she nibbled on my earlobe and moaned, “Oh shit, fuck me, Dan. I’ve just got to feel your cock in my wet pussy. I can guarantee you that Kevin is fucking Jenny right now, just like they did in high school.”

Everything was happening so fast, and in the few seconds that it took me to look over at Kevin and Jenny, Kate had my cock out, had pulled the gusset of her panties to the side, and she was sliding down on my cock. And she was right. Jenny was already bouncing up and down, fucking Kevin, as he struggled to get in a rhythm, so he could keep sucking her breast. And however shocked I was at seeing my wife fuck another man, it was hard to complain when I had Kate’s wet pussy riding my cock the same way.

I knew that I wasn’t going to last very long, and I found out that Kevin wasn’t either. We had been fucking for about five minutes, when he began groaning, while still sucking Jenny’s breast, and I heard his moaning, guttural sounds, “Ummff, ummff, ummff, as he was no doubt filling Jenny’s pussy with his cum. That’s when I remembered that she hadn’t started back on her birth control since the baby was born, and I could only hope and pray that he hadn’t impregnated her. Just a minute later, I also had a huge orgasm and filled Kate’s pussy with my cum.

Jenny stayed on his lap, slowly rocking back and forth, savoring every moment with his cock inside of her. He stopped sucking her breast, and they kissed lovingly, sucking one another’s tongues in a deep, soulful kiss.

Kate and I were doing the same, and when they finally broke their kiss, Jenny looked over at me and said, “I’m sorry, honey, but I’ve been wanting to fuck Kevin again for a long time. When he started sucking milk from my breasts, I just had to have his cock inside of me. I just hope that he didn’t impregnate me.”

Then Kate said, “Don’t worry, Jen, I took good care of Dan too. It was so much fun swapping cocks with you, just like we did with our boyfriends in high school. And ever since we all got back together, when you came back to town with Dan, all Kevin could talk about was wanting to fuck you again. Dan’s nice cock took good care of me too.”

The ladies started to move down off our laps, and as Kate sat next to me, Jenny smiled at her and said, “You’re in for a real treat now. You know that Kevin never cared too much for eating just-fucked pussy, but Dan can’t get enough of it. Spread your legs, and he’ll clean you up really well. Then we’ll have to see if he’ll clean me up too, with Kevin’s goo inside of me.”

I did want to suck Kate’s pussy, and with Jenny’s encouragement, I got onto my knees between her legs, which she lifted onto my shoulders to give me better access. Kate’s pussy had a slightly different taste than Jenny’s, but of course, my cum tasted about the same as it always does. She ooohh’d and aahh’d while she humped against my face, and I loved eating her pussy. Something else happened while I was sucking Kate’s pussy.

Jenny leaned over and was sucking her breasts, and that’s when I got even more turned on. I realized that Kate’s earlier comment meant that our wives were no doubt bisexual and had lesbian love in high school.

I was apprehensive about sucking Jenny’s pussy, but when she pulled me over there, I knew that I had to satisfy her. Kevin’s cum had a slightly bitter taste like mine did on some days, and I was experiencing the indescribable thrill of sucking my wife’s pussy clean of his cum. I had never even imagined doing something like that until then, and I knew that I’d want more and more of it. Kate also leaned over and sucked Jenny’s breast, while I was cleaning Jenny’s pussy.

After I cleaned Jenny’s pussy, we sat there and relaxed for a while, talking about what we had done. I couldn’t help looking over at Kevin’s soft cock, which looked to be just a little longer and maybe a little thicker than mine. His cock is uncircumcised, about six and a half inches long, and very thick. I guessed that it might be nine inches long on hard. My soft, circumcised cock is just a little shorter, and I know that it’s about eight inches and a half inches long and when it’s almost six inches around. Our wives also talked about being bisexual, and that added, even more, spice to our swapping activities.

I knew from Kate’s comments that the others didn’t have a problem with swapping spouses, and I was also agreeable to continuing it. I began regularly sucking Jenny’s lactating breasts when we were alone, and it always culminated in fantastic sex with her. We also continued swapping partners, using our beds instead of the couches, and we were fucking as a group at least once a week, although, the lactation ended when the girls were weaned.

As our daughters got older, we had to be a lot more careful, and we usually had a babysitter over to one of our homes to watch both kids, while we were at the other home fucking. And of course, I always cleaned both of our wives with my mouth.

Our girls were five years old when I purchased the cottage on Carolina Beach, and Kevin and Kate were our regular guests. That’s why we added the second bedroom right away, so the adults would have bedrooms while the girls slept together on the family room couch. It was a short drive, and we went to the cottage almost every weekend when the weather was nice. Everyone couldn’t make it every weekend, of course, due to school activities or other commitments, and sometimes I might stay home with the girls while Kevin went with our wives or vice versa in various combinations.

The relaxed, casual atmosphere at the beach was perfect for lovemaking, and we shared child-watching duties in a way that allowed us to fuck one another’s spouses, and to allow our wives to enjoy one another sexually. For example, sometimes I would take the kids down to play on the beach, while Kevin was back in the cottage fucking both of our wives. Then he would come down and relieve me, while I went back inside to clean both to them, and maybe fuck them.

On average, I think that Kevin was fucking them more than I was. I liked to fuck them too, but because of my insatiable hunger to eat their just-fucked cunts, I sometimes watched Kevin fucking them when the situation was right.

We tried to be careful not to get caught, but on a couple of occasions, Suzie came back to the cottage just as I was leaving Kate’s bedroom. She must have suspected something, but nothing was ever said. And in general, the girls must have recognized that Jenny and I were very close with Kevin and Kate.

I’m sure that came through in the way we talked and teased one another, and even how we interacted so intimately with one another. It wasn’t at all unusual for them to see me sitting close to Kate, and Kevin sitting with Jenny, and it must have seemed like one big family to the girls. In some ways, we were almost like a commune, in the way we all interacted and raised the girls together.

We got new neighbors across the street when our daughters were ten years old, and they have twin daughters the same age. The neighbor’s, Bill and Leslie, bought the home as their primary residence when prices were much higher, and they both had to work long hours to afford the place.

Their daughters, Megan and Kristen, are beautiful girls, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and they became best friends with Ashley and Suzie. The girls spent a lot of time together at our cottage, mainly because Bill and Leslie were gone so much, and that also gave Megan and Kristen access to the beach through our property.

All the girls had developed into beautiful young ladies by 1995 when they turned sixteen, and I was forty-one. As you might expect, Ashley is almost a spitting image of Jenny, and Suzie looks so much like Kate that it's scary.

I know it’s a little creepy, but Kevin and I were very attracted to Megan and Kristen, and we enjoyed it when the girls hung around the cottage so much. The girls are identical in almost every way, except that I was more attracted to Megan’s personality, and Keven was more attracted to Kristen.

It was hard not to stare at the twin’s youthful beauty, and sometimes they would smile at me when I hadn’t looked away fast enough. I knew that the age of consent is sixteen in North Carolina, but I did everything I could to control myself around the neighbor’s girls. I learned from their conversations that the girls occasionally dated older boys from the senior class, but I had no reason to believe that they were sexually active. At least I hoped that Ashley wasn’t.

Because of the casual atmosphere at the cottage, we were comfortable letting our girls and the twins call us by our first names. That led to even more familiarity and a blurring of our roles as parents. We even let the girls drink wine and beer with us at the cottage, so long as they didn’t get out of control with it. The twins were around us enough that I think they also sensed that us adults were maybe a little too close with one another.

The unique cottage environment seemed to moderate, somewhat, the normal rebellious attitudes that most teens experience since we treated them as adults. So, they weren’t embarrassed by us and always keeping to themselves away from us like many teens do with adults.

By 1995, we had added the third bedroom, since the girls were older and needed more privacy, along with the veranda, hot tub, and shower. The girls used the new outdoor shower when they came up from the beach. The shower is configured with hot and cold water, so they usually shampooed their hair and had their full showers out there.

My bedroom window is in a perfect position for me to look down into the partially-enclosed shower, and the person using it can’t see in my window, due to the reflective, energy-saving tinting. And although I never spied on Ashley and Suzie, I did look at those beautiful twins all the time.

With our girls in high school, there were many weekends when they had school activities, dates, or other distractions that resulted in them staying back in Wilmington. The same was true for the adults, and there were many occasions when I would be there alone, or maybe Kevin would be there with me.

The interesting thing was that the twins often came to the cottage and socialized with us, even if our girls and wives weren’t there. I know that sounds strange for teenagers to be hanging out with adults, but they seemed to be comfortable with us.

The shower enclosure is such that the girls had privacy from the beach side, and from anyone on the veranda, but not on my side. I paid attention to when Megan and Kristen were coming back from the beach and usually made sure that I was in position to watch when they were in the shower. I had caught Kevin coming out of my bedroom a few times and suspected that he was watching them the same way. He would just grin when we passed one another.

I remember the first time I saw Megan in the shower like it was yesterday. She had come back to the cottage early, while Kristen was still down on the beach. I watched as she leaned her head back under the cascading water and shampooed her beautiful blonde hair. The suds were running down her tanned, teen body, and I caught my breath when she unfastened her bikini top.

Her young, C-cup breasts are white, with large, brown, areolas and nipples, which stood out against her otherwise tanned skin. They're so firm and jiggled as she washed her torso and arms. At that point, I couldn’t help jacking off as I watched her rubbing her lithe, teen body and those beautiful tits.

She continued washing herself, and finally undid the ties on her bikini bottom. Then I saw the suds running over her white, protruding ass until she turned around and I saw the neatly trimmed, blonde bush on her thick and puffy labia. I held my breath as she ran her soapy fingers in that heavenly slit, and she even lingered to finger-fuck herself a little before fully rinsing off and wrapping the towel around her.

I watched her and Kristen in the shower as often as I could, and sometimes I wondered if they suspected that I, or someone else, was watching them. One afternoon when all the adults were there, she went into our bedroom to talk to Jenny about something. I happened to peek in the door while she was standing by the window, leaning against the chair I had placed there, and looking down into the shower enclosure.

All I know is that after that, she seemed to be showing off her young body, by stretching back and fully exposing her tits, or bending over to rinse her hair in a position where I could see her puffy, blonde pussy from behind.

We were at the cottage so much, that there were many opportunities for Kevin and me to be alone with the girls, either individually or together. Kevin and I sometimes had to work on Saturdays, or Jenny had different shifts at the hospital, or other situations would arise where I’d be there alone with the girls, for at least part of the day.

The cottage is so close to our homes in Wilmington, that we were able to come and go as our schedules allowed. That was the situation one sunny, Saturday morning when Megan came over to the cottage to ask me something.

She was very nervous, and finally collected herself enough to say, “I’ve got a favor to ask of you, Dan, and please don’t be upset with me.”

I nodded and said, “Go ahead, sweetie, you know that I could never be all that upset with you.”

She hemmed and hawed a little before saying, “Kristen wants to know if we could sunbathe topless between the sand dunes out in front of your cottage. Nobody can see us there from either the cottage or the beach, and well, really, we’d both like to work on our overall tans.”

As much as the idea of the twins going topless excited me, I thought that neither Jenny nor Kate would approve something like that. I also knew that I would be able to see them from the attic window, looking out the front gable. The attic is accessible from a narrow, somewhat shaky staircase on the back of the cottage. I used it for winter storage and, as far as I knew, no one else had been up there beside me.

There's a finished floor and a lot of usable space up there, that I planned to turn into a den one day. There was also old furniture from the previous owners, including a queen-size bed. I didn’t think the girls would ever think of it as a place from which they could be observed.

I was still concerned about what Jenny would think, though, so I said, “To be honest, it would be okay with me, sweetie, but Jenny would kill me if I allowed that.”

She had her hands together as if she was praying and said, “Please, please, please, Dan. I promise that we won’t ever tell, and we’ll get our tops on before everyone else gets here this afternoon.”

I admit that I was thinking with my cock, instead of my head, and I really did want to see more of their tight, teen bodies. So, I said, “Okay, Megan, but you have to promise to keep an eye on the time and listen for anyone who might be walking up to the cottage from the beach. They would be able to see you two there.”

The girls went out to the dunes in front of the cottage with a blanket and towels, wearing their bikinis and carrying a tote bag with sunscreen, a radio, and who knows what else. I quickly got my binoculars and went up the back stairs to the attic, and took a seat in an old, folding chair in front of the window. They were laying out the blanket in the sand about forty feet from the window. The morning sun was beating against the front of the cottage, and I knew that the girls couldn't see me in the window, due to the glare of the sun on the glass.

You have to believe me when I tell you that I felt guilty spying on the girls that way, but I was thinking with my cock at that point. They were facing the cottage, and I loved watching in my binoculars their firm, young breasts giggle, as the girls talked and moved around on the blanket. And when I saw their bulging camel toes in those tight bikini bottoms, I couldn’t help dropping my shorts and underwear, and pulling out my cock to stroke it.

The girls had been down there for about twenty minutes, when they sat up, looked around to make sure that no one could see them, and then removed their bikini bottoms. I guess that was a little show of rebellion after Megan had only asked if they could go topless. But I wasn’t complaining, as I focused the binoculars between their spread legs. Those thick labia were wet, and juices were glistening in the sunlight, through their neatly trimmed blonde bushes.

It was easy to imagine myself down there between their legs, sucking, fucking and then sucking again their sweet, teen cunts. I had to put down the binoculars as I jacked off into my hand, and then I ate my own cum, as I closed my eyes and imagined that I was eating it out of their tight, young cunts.

I continued watching after I recovered from my ejaculation, and something happened that made me wonder if Megan had seen me in the window. She just happened to be looking up at the gable window, and I had her pretty face centered and focused in my binoculars. A cloud passed over to block the sun at that moment, and I couldn’t be sure if she saw me there. She was looking right into the lens, and I quickly moved away from the window. I waited until the cloud had passed by and continued watching her.

I was on the veranda having a beer about a half hour later and saw the girls walking down to the beach to swim, and of course, they were wearing their bikinis. They came back to the cottage about an hour later, and I watched them as they washed their lithe bodies in the shower.

After both girls had showered and changed into shorts and t-shirts, I fixed them sandwiches and cut up some watermelon for them to eat for lunch on the veranda. Jenny, Kate, Kevin, and our girls showed up shortly after that, and we had fun swimming and playing games for the rest of the day.

No one else could come to the cottage on Sunday, but I went anyway so I could enjoy some time alone. I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, and drinking wine on the veranda, thinking a lot about the twin’s tits, and the way they had their legs spread in the dunes the previous day. I couldn’t get their glistening, young slits out of my mind.

It was a warm afternoon, and I enjoyed sitting out there alone sometimes, on the comfortable all-weather couch. I liked listening to the sounds of the surf crashing on the shore and feeling the breeze from the ocean.

I had already drunk one glass of wine, and was feeling pretty mellow when I heard Megan’s sweet voice ask, “Hi, Dan, do you mind if I join you? Kristen went somewhere with her boyfriend, and I don’t like being alone.”

Megan plopped down on the couch next to me, and she looked so cute in a long t-shirt, with her perky tits poking out the fabric. I wanted to believe that she didn’t have anything on under it.

She got up to get a glass out of the kitchen, and as I poured her a drink I responded, “Oh sure, Megan, I’m just enjoying the warm breeze, and I always enjoy your company.”

I loved her sweet fragrance. She had just a hint of the scent of coconut from her suntan lotion, and that smell brought happy visions of young, tanned, girls of summer. We talked about our day, and what we were planning for the next weekend.

She had been sitting with me for about twenty minutes, and was already pouring her second glass of wine when she rested her hand on my thigh and turned towards me, saying, “I enjoy sitting out here with you, Dan; it makes me feel all grown up.”

She kept her hand on my thigh as she said, “I think you know that Kristen and I have been dating some of the senior boys from school when we’re not over here at your cottage. Some of them are okay, I guess, but they all seem so immature. Ever since Kristen and I turned sixteen, you and Jenny and the others have treated us like grownups, and even let us drink with you. So, I guess that we’re a little spoiled being around mature men like you and Kevin so much.”

I covered her dainty hand with mine and said, “That’s very nice to hear, Megan, and I’m glad that you girls appreciate the way we’ve treated you. A lot of the credit goes to you two, though, since you’re both so responsible and mature, and a pleasure to be around.”

She was quiet for a moment and then said, “One thing we’ve noticed that makes us happy, is how friendly you adults are with one another. We know from friends at school that some parents don’t get along at all, much less getting along with other couples. But you're always so nice to Jenny and Kate, just like Kevin is, and we see your chumminess in almost everything you do. That closeness that we see and feel in you guys has made it more fun to hang out over here.”

That all seemed like a pretty deep conversation to be having with a sixteen-year-old girl, and I was starting to wonder if there was some ulterior motive to it all. I got my first hint of it when she asked, “I know that Jenny and Kate are very pretty, and I was wondering if you think that I’m pretty and if you're attracted to me?”

I had the distinct feeling that I was entering new territory with that young girl, and I suddenly had that exciting feeling of finding a new girlfriend, like a kid in high school. I know that I should have just given her a simple ‘yes’, and tried to move on, but instead, I responded, “Oh my goodness yes, Megan, you shouldn’t ever question that. I think that you and Kristen are gorgeous young ladies. I have to admit that I’m attracted to both of you.”

Megan seemed excited when she replied, “Thanks so much, Dan, I just knew that you were attracted to me. But how is it different from how you're attracted to Jenny.”

I knew that it would be hard to explain without revealing too much about my lustful feelings for her, so I struggled a little saying, “Well, it’s probably the same with your dad and you. Bill has told me before that he finds Ashley to be very pretty. But he sees you as his daughter first, who just also happens to be a pretty young woman; while he probably sees Ashley as primarily a pretty young woman. Maybe it’s easier to say that it’s only natural that his attraction to Ashley and my attraction to you is not quite as fatherly as we feel about our own daughters.”

She thought for a second and responded, “That makes sense, I guess, and I’ve noticed that sometimes Kevin is staring at Kristen when he thinks that no one is looking, and you do the same thing with me. I think you’ve been looking at me at other times too. I sometimes get the feeling that you’re watching me from your bedroom window when I’m in the outside shower.”

“Have you been watching me, Dan? Sometimes, it seems like I can see a little movement behind the tint. If you have, I won’t be mad or anything; I’d just like to know. And if you have, then you already know that I’ve been showing off a little bit for you.”

It seemed like I had been caught, and since she seemed to be okay with it, I didn’t see any harm in admitting it. It was embarrassing, and I felt my face getting flushed as I said, “Well, yeah. Sorry, Megan, but I have been watching you. I knew that it wasn’t right, but you have such a fantastic, tight, young body, that I couldn’t help myself.”

She snuggled up against me and replied, “Then it probably wasn’t my imagination when I saw you up in the attic window yesterday morning, watching us. I thought that you might try to watch, and that’s why I spread my legs for you. Did seeing me like that make you want to fuck me?”

She started rubbing me between my thighs with her hand, and she was getting very close to my cock and balls. It was apparent that she was really trying to seduce me, and I didn’t think that I had the self-control to resist her.

I tried to divert her advances by saying, “My dear, sweet Megan, of course seeing you like that made me want you. But you’re the barely-legal daughter of our neighbors, and I couldn’t do something that intimate with you. What would your parents think?”

I didn’t stop her when she leaned in to kiss and tongue my ear, as she began rubbing my hardening cock, before whispering, “Kristen and I aren’t stupid, you know, and we’ve seen Kevin coming out of your bedroom with Jenny, and you coming out of Kate’s bedroom with her. We’ve suspected what has been going on with you guys, and I found out for sure last weekend. Please fuck me, Dan. You’ve been staring at me long enough.”

She pulled my head around and kissed me on the lips, pushing her tongue into my mouth in a very wet, passionate kiss. My cock was fully hard under her rubbing hand, and when I moved my hand to rub her firm, young breasts, I realized that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

I suddenly felt a pang of guilt for yielding so easily to her advances, and I pulled away from our kiss and said, “Wait, Megan, we can’t do this. I’ve known you since you were ten, and Bill would kill me if he found out. And how do you think you’ve found out what the adults have been doing?”

She kept rubbing my cock as she asked, “What would you say if I told you that Kevin has already fucked Ashley, and he admitted your swinging relationship? I want to enjoy fucking you the same way?”

I was shocked hearing that, and I asked, “Holy shit, Megan, how did you find out about it and when did it happen. And what do you think you know about us?”

She replied, “I didn’t get all of the details about what led up to it, but it happened last Saturday morning. You were working until mid-afternoon, and Kevin was by himself at the cottage. I was inside reading and fell asleep when Kevin and Kristen were out playing in the ocean together. I woke up to the sound of banging in the attic, and when I went up the back stairs to find out what was going on, I looked through the window in the door and saw them fucking on that old bed up there. I could hardly believe it, but when I talked to Kristen later that day, she admitted the whole thing.”

I was still stunned, and I asked, “I had no idea that you girls were sexually active, and shit, what about protection? Did Kevin fuck her with a condom or anything?”

Megan laughed and said, “My mom took Kristen and me to the doctor to get us started on birth control pills, the day after we turned sixteen. She told us that they were realistic about teenagers having sex, and they wanted us to be protected. We’ve both had a couple of sexual experiences with senior boys on our double dates, but Kristen told me that it was so much better with Kevin, and his big, thick cock.”

“She also told me that he admitted that you guys have been swapping wives, and that’s why everyone seems so close. He even told her that you seem to have a taste for pussy. Dan, please make love to me.”

I gave in to my taboo desires and began kissing Megan again, as I lifted her long t-shirt, interrupting our kiss momentarily as I pulled it off over her head. That’s when I saw that she wasn’t wearing panties either. I leaned down to suck her breasts as she began to unfasten my shorts, and I lifted as she pushed them down and off my legs.

I wasn’t wearing underwear, and my cock was rock-hard as she began stroking it. I lay back on the couch and pulled her on top of me, facing the other way, as I said, “I’ve just got to get a taste of your sweet, young pussy, after watching you so much, and especially yesterday with your legs spread.”

Her young, blonde-hair-covered labia were already wet, and her juices tasted so sweet. She also began to tentatively suck and lick my cock, as I gripped her firm ass in both hands as I sucked and tongue-fucked her sweet teen pussy. She was taking more and more of my cock into her mouth, and fondling my balls, and I could tell that I wasn’t the first guy she had sucked.

We sucked one another that way for about five minutes until she pulled off me and said, “Fuck me, Dan, fuck me now.”

She lay back on the couch and spread her legs, as I moved on top of her. I didn’t know if she would be able to take my very thick, eight-and-a-half-inch cock. I pressed into her wet labia, and she moaned as I pushed inch after inch into her young cunt. Her pussy was tight on my cock, but she didn’t indicate that there was any pain, and I was soon in her to the balls. She wrapped her legs around my ass to hold me tightly inside of her, and we kissed as I began taking deep, rhythmic strokes.

I momentarily felt guilty, thinking about myself as a forty-one-year-old man fucking a sixteen-year-old girl. But with my big cock gripped in her wet, young pussy, and knowing how she had seduced me, I soon resolved the guilt, and just enjoyed that taboo sex.

It’s a good thing that we were kissing, as she moaned loudly into my mouth as she experienced multiple orgasms, and her cunt contracted and gripped my cock like a vise. I was only able to last about six minutes fucking her, and I buried my cock to the balls as I ejaculated into her teen cunt.

We stayed joined together for another few minutes, enjoying the afterglow of our orgasms. Then I pulled my cock out of her and quickly moved down to suck her pussy clean of my cum. She writhed and squirmed and wrapped her legs around my head, as I sucked her just-fucked pussy and gave her another orgasm. Then she surprised me by leaningTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.