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Neighborly SwapChapter 7 Another Meetup

The next week passed uneventfully. I worked that weekend, so I spent time on my off days during the week knocking off the chores Brenda and I listed. In the course of some yard work, I noted Linda standing at the window, as if watching me work. I waved to her, and she started, paused a moment, and waved back with a faint smile. The next day, I was cleaning up the back yard. As I straightened up once, stretching the kinks out of my back, I saw my pretty neighbor looking over the fence at...

Neighborly SwapChapter 8 Home Again Again

Once Brenda got home from work, and I told her of my eventful afternoon, she was eager for an after-action report. I recounted the foregoing, and Brenda, getting into the spirit of the narrative, stripped and drew me to bed. I try not to be stupid, too frequently, and joined her in nakedness. Brenda swooped upon my reltney, and, having conducted her taste test, confronted me. “I thought you had your way with the neighbor women? How come I cannot taste them on you?” “Well, once I had taken...

Neighborly SwapChapter 9 Another Weekend

A couple of weeks passed, Linda and Britney waving at us as we passed, and occasionally found in my living room, conversing with my wife when I returned home from work. Brenda did not share the topics of discussion with me, maintaining an enigmatic smile, and a bland “You’ll see, and I guarantee that you’ll be pleased,” when I inquired directly. Another weekend arrived, another “business trip” for Ben. Oddly, it called for him to depart Thursday and return the following Tuesday. His...

Neighborly SwapChapter 10

My slumber was disturbed before the dawn, by somebody energetically bouncing upon the bed, nearly tossing me upon the floor. Once my eyes started to focus, I beheld my wife, and Linda, smiling sunburst smiles, and leaning to the whispered briefing that Britney, still naked, was providing. I rolled over, attempting to regain blissful slumber, but it was not to be. Britney’s tale was interrupted from time to time by muted squeals of “Oh, he didn’t!”, and “Five times? Really!”, and similar...

Neighborly LoveChapter 1

Growing up in Albia, Iowa, well, do I have to really describe growing up in Albia, Iowa. I mean, no offense to fellow Albians, but it never got its full share of excitement. So, in the summer, my bike was my best friend, we lived seven miles out of Albia, which was hard to tell when you were outside the town or in, and I went places, such as they were, on my trusty Schwinn. Just like lots of boys thirteen, I'm sure. I soon noticed some new people who had moved into the next house down the...

Neighborly LoveChapter 2

The very next day, I rode over early and we sat in the kitchen having coffee and biscuits Kim had made. I usually don't drink coffee but I put lots of milk in it so I could fit in more like an adult. Kim came over and sat in Russ's lap and they were kissing. I sat there rather nervously as he slipped his hand inside her robe and began feeling her breasts. Her robe soon fell open and Kim raised up off Russ's face and shrugged her robe off her shoulders as it fell to her lap. Again, her...

Neighborly SwapChapter 2 Arranging Date Night

Once inside, Brenda made for the bathroom, and I made certain the place was locked up, and lights were off. I undressed and waited for my turn in the bathroom. Once Brenda was finished, I entered and completed my bedtime routine. Climbing into bed, I turned to Brenda and asked her what had occurred on the ride home. She replied, “Nearly as soon as we were out of the parking lot, Ben came back to life. It was like some sort of zombie movie, except instead of gore drooling from his mouth, he...

Neighborly SwapChapter 3 Date Night

So, there I was, dressing up in my Saturday Night best, ready to go out with my woman, who was not, surprisingly, my wife. Brenda approved, kissed me goodnight, and whispered “Good luck, stud!” as she pushed me out of the door. I tiptoed over to the Taylor’s front door, and, anxiously, knocked. Ben opened after a moment, in jeans and a tee shirt, as he grinned at me. Linda was just coming down the stairs, adjusting an earring. She touched Ben’s shoulder, turned her back, and asked “Zip me up,...

Neighborly SwapChapter 4 The Next Morning

I woke up with Linda’s head on my chest, her hand possessively wrapped around my morning wood. She noticed me shift in the bed, and smiled up at me. “It’s still early” she began, “You have time to take me once again, if you wish. You could even get rougher with me, if you wanted.” Well, once she decided she liked something, she really went for it! My cock began to throb at the prospect of abusing and fucking the pretty woman laying next to me. She arose from the bed, and I left the bed...

Neighborly SwapChapter 5 Home Again

Crossing into my yard, I slipped into the back door. Brenda was sitting at the kitchen table, wrapped in a robe, contemplatively drinking a cup of coffee. Ben was not to be seen. Originally enough, I announced my arrival: “Honey! I’m home!” Brenda turned to me, smiled, and raised her face for a kiss, which I provided. “How did your night with Linda go?” she queried. “Not exactly as you predicted. Actually, it went even better than you predicted. How was your ‘date’ with Ben?” I...

Neighborly SeductionsChapter 3

It was something of a surprise when I found out that Paul Dirk had been making love to my daughters. Both Susie and Becky were on summer break from high school. They were just fifteen and sixteen years old. So they must have used their spare time to have fun with Paul. I must admit I was jealous. I had not been well serviced by my husband, Cal, for years now. Oh we often went on cruises and such, but he always ended up playing poker and then getting drunk and collapsing in our room. I hardly...

Neighborly SeductionsChapter 4

My name is Samantha, or Sam for short. My introduction to the world of great sex happened when I discovered my neighbor, Paul Dirk, was fucking my two daughters. Susie was only fifteen and Becky was sixteen. Then he seduced me. But this was only the beginning of my transformation. My husband Cal was a complete loser. He had not fucked me in years. He was a sot. His drinking started with dinner and only stopped when I dragged his sorry ass to the master bedroom on the ground floor. Having...

Neighborly Love

My name is Jack. I’m 26 years old and a computer programmer for a large software company. I make good money, and own my own home in a nice middle class neighborhood. I currently live alone, and don’t have a . Not that I’m a bad looking guy, I’m just rather shy with women. I work a lot of hours and spend most of that time sitting in front of a computer screen. So on my days off I like to work around the house doing yard work or even just relaxing by the pool. One day recently I was outside...

A walk along the promenade

The morning sun was hot and sultry that moring back in 1951 as I walked along the promanade, the holiday makers were sat taking in the sun, in front of me was a woman in her mid forties, she wore a fashionable skirt of the day a tan coloured front button which reached down to her calfs, she also wore a white blouse with ruffled neck and cuffs, as the sun caught her I could see what appared to be a wide bra strap through the material, suddenly as I watched her walk in her black botties with high...

Neighborhood Gossip Gets Hers

Neighborhood Gossip Gets Hers I could not believe it when I looked out my bathroom window and saw Mrs. Turner peeking in my neighbor’s window. Her shorts and panties were around her ankles and it looked as if she was masturbating. Mrs. Turner was the neighborhood gossip. She told everyone whatever she knew, heard, or made up. Most people thought of her as evil. I was only wearing my tight underwear but I grabbed my camcorder and slipped out my back door. I got down on the grass...

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