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It all started one day when our new neighbors moved in next door. It was a couple, a guy and his wife; little did I realize I was going to find out that they had very interesting hobbies.

The day after they got settled in, I went over to say hello. When the wife answered the door, I got quite a shock - she was standing there completely naked! She had a beautiful body and was around 5' 10" with brown hair and what appeared to be DD breasts. She seemed average, not skinny but also not fat and had a nice curvy ass with a hairy pussy. I couldn't help the fact that my cock was getting hard, and when she noticed, I just blushed.

“Do you like how I look?” she asked, turning and flashing her beautiful curves.

Blushing even more, I said, "Yes, of course, but I’m terribly sorry for intruding...”

She stopped me and said it was fine, and added that she was flattered that I thought she looked good. She then invited me in.

"Honey, come meet our new neighbor!" she said, after I came inside the house.

When her husband came around the corner he was nude as well.

"Hi! My name is John, and this is my wife Tina."

“Nice to meet you guys. I’m Troy,” I replied. “Are you guys nudists?"

"Yes,” said John. “I hope that isn't a problem."

"No, of course not. I am very open minded," I said.

"That's good,” said Tina, eyeing me over. “But we’re not just nudists; we’re also swingers. John loves to share me and watch me get fucked by other guys."

That one took me by surprise. But, I said I was fine with that. Tina asked if I would like to strip and join them in the kitchen for a drink.

“Sure! Why not?” I said, starting to take my shirt off.

“Hold on! Let Tina do that for you," said John, motioning Tina over to me.

I stopped undressing and Tina came over and started to undress me. She took off my shirt, then my pants, and then my boxers. She dropped down to her knees to pull them off for me and while she was down there, she gave my now hardened dick a playful kiss and stood back up. She then lead me to the kitchen by pulling on my dick!

I couldn't believe what was happening! I thought I was dreaming, or in heaven to have this beautiful woman holding my dick and leading me to their kitchen!

When we got to the kitchen, John offered me a beer, and as we stood there drinking our beers, Tina came over holding a mug.

"Hey Troy, do you mind if I get some cream for my coffee?" with a wicked smile on her face.

I looked at her puzzled until I saw that John had been jerking himself off under the table. I guess I missed him doing that ‘cause I was so distracted by Tina's ass swaying back and forth in the kitchen. It was the only thing I could think of as I sipped my beer with John.

Then John turned to his side in the chair and his beautiful wife came over and dropped to her knees holding the mug up to his penis. After a few more strokes, he was shooting his load into the mug. Rope after rope of cum shot into the mug. Once he was finished, Tina cleaned his dick and sucked the last of his cum with her mouth, moaning a little as she licked her lips.

Tina then turned to me with that same mischievous smile and said, "So Troy, can I have some of your cream as well?" She then made a mischievous face that turned me on to the point of bursting. So, I told her to help herself.

Tina crawled over to me, and I turned to the side in my chair and started to jerk off.

However John said, "Troy, there’s no need for that. You are our guest.”

Tina pulled my hand off my dick and started to give me the best blowjob of my life! Man she knew how to work her mouth and tongue! It was incredible seeing this gorgeous women bobbing her head up and down on my cock. I knew I wouldn't last long because this woman could suck a golf ball through a hose if she wanted to. She was that good.

John asked me, "Do you like my wife's blowjob?" All I could do was nod my head in astonishment.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” asked John.

"No, I'm single right now," I replied, unable to control myself as Tina sucked my dick.

"You poor thing! How can any woman not want this fine piece of meat?" asked Tina, as she still kept jerking me off with her hand on my saliva-covered dick.

“I guess I just haven’t found the right person yet,” I said, looking at Tina all the while.

Tina wouldn't stand for it. "Sexy, any time you’re feeling lonely give me a call or stop over and I can help you out," she said, a sexy grin spreading over her face.

I was shocked, and when I looked at John, he said, "Yeah, it's totally fine, Troy. You can use my wife any way you like."

I was in heaven as I started to feel my cum building and knew I was going to erupt hard. I looked down at Tina and warned her, "I'm going to cum!"

She placed her mug in front of my dick just as I shot out a load bigger than I have in a very long time. It was so thick and just kept coming spurt after spurt of thick gooey cum. I must of shot like twelve loads in the cup before I finally stopped cumming.

Like with John, Tina cleaned and sucked the last of my cum out with her mouth.

"Mmm! Your cum is very tasty! I’ll have to get my cream for my coffee from you more often," she said with a mischievous look on her face.

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Author's Note: Thank you to EroticWorm for editing this story.

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Morning Coffee

MORNING COFFEEBy Miranda BirchCopyright ©2019 Miranda Birch. All Rights Reserved.It all started when my friend Sue invited me round for coffee. I hadn't seen her forages. I knew she had had love-life problems, what with her unemployed live-in boyfriendexpecting her to do all the housework as well as hold down a demanding job in a Citybank to support the two of them.I got there about eleven, and was ushered in by a strangely-excited Sue. I said nothing,but wondered what was up. She took my coat,...

Just For Coffee

Like I said before, "I should have read more into it." About 2-3 weeks later I got a call from "Arieanna" while I was at work. She wanted to know what time I would be home so that she could go out and run some errands for her work. Well, I got home about 6:30 that night. As soon as I walked through the door, "Arieanna" was just about ready to leave. She let me know that dinner was in the oven and that she'd call me later. Nothing to me seemed out of the ordinary. If there was a sign, I had...

Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 380 I Pick Up DCup With Some Help From God

Monday, July 2, 2007 Carol and I went for our drive shortly after midnight, driving to D-Cup's home, stopping a block away so I could do some snooping. I searched the house quickly to find out if she was there. After a quick glance in a couple of wrong bedrooms, I found her in the third. I took that as confirmation that God approved of my plan, which was good because He was going to be helping me. I looked around the house more slowly to get a feel for the Smiths. In a word - and it's not...

The Gift of Coffee

My fascination about an older man started with a glance and a smile. I seen him around my neighborhood and around the grocery store, but like never really noticed or paid any attention to him, until one day. I was keeling down in the aisle looking at the magazines and I noticed him standing behind me and he looked down at me and I noticed he was looking down my shirt. He kept looking and smiled at me. My mom and my little sister were next to me in the cart. I felt that he was looking at me and...

Dont Sleep on the Subway Book ThreeChapter 59 Jan 1946 Occupation Begins

Unlike President Obama, I would say that I support the long-standing bipartisan post-war belief that American global strength and leadership secures our national-security interests, and it also promotes order and stability in the world. And it gives us immense influence in the world and deters our adversaries and reassures our allies. Tom Cotton I would have to say that at the very beginning of occupation of Germany by the allies the only country that had planned it to last forever was the...

I want coffee

I want coffee.Or at least that’s what I keep telling myself as I step outside of my store and walk towards yours. I need that little boost mid afternoon to make through the rest of my shift and to deal with all the tired customers coming to my store. Coffee will help that.Or at least that’s what I keep telling myself as I open the door to your store. We both know I’m there to see you; see your smile, hear your voice, and get lost in your eyes. But I can never tell you why I’m there. If you knew...

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