Jane Fox - The new neighbors

Kenny turned to her quickly. He gave a low wolf whistle as he saw that she was wearing a skin-tight halter top. She wasn't wearing a bra. Kenny could tell that by just looking. There was no mistaking the way her nipples were poking right out.

Kenny gave a long, shuddering sigh. He felt his cock pulse and throb in his pants. Bettylou had gotten him awfully hard while she was sucking on him, even though he hadn't wanted to admit it at the time. Now seeing his sexy neighbor aroused him again.

Kenny ordered a drink for Tiffany and another one for himself. She sat on the barstool next to him and wiggled a little closer to his arm, making sure that her tit pressed against him. Then she gave him a radiant smile.

"I'm so glad you're in here, Kenny," she said brightly. "I really don't like to go in bars alone and I really needed a drink tonight. Steve is all tied up for the evening and I was getting terribly lonesome, all alone at home."

Kenny could feel his cock twitching and pulsing. He wondered if Tiffany knew that her nipple was scraping against his arm. He was glad that he was sitting down. Just hearing that she was lonesome and feeling her nipple spike out against him had made his cock swell and ache. If he had been standing, it would have made an embarrassing bulge in the crotch of his pants.

"Well," Kenny said, "you know you're always welcome at our house. Why Bettylou would be thrilled to have you come over."

Tiffany giggled. Then she slid her hand up his bare arm in a very erotic gesture. "I didn't really want to see Bettylou," she said softly. "I was much more interested in seeing you!"

Kenny gulped. Tiffany sure didn't make any bones about what she wanted. There was no mistaking the touch of her fingers on his arm or the lust he read in her eyes. Tiffany was hot and she wanted him to fuck her. It was as simple as that.

"W… what time does Steve come home?" Kenny asked, hating the way his voice quavered like a nervous schoolboy's.

"Oh, Steve's out swinging with one of his models," Tiffany confessed. "He'll probably be out all night. She usually likes to have him sleep over and fuck her again in the morning."

Kenny gasped. He couldn't believe that Tiffany was telling him that Steve fucked other women in such a calm, unconcerned tone of voice. It sounded like it didn't even bother her.

"Don't you care?" he asked curiously.

"Of course I do!" Tiffany replied quickly. "I care a lot! I want Steve to have all the good pussy he needs, and variety is the spice of life!"

Kenny's mouth dropped open. He knew that he was staring at her like some kind of freak, but she had really shocked him by her permissive attitude. He still couldn't believe that she really felt that way about Steve's affairs.

"But don't you get jealous, Tiffany? I mean… I'd sure get jealous if Bettylou were out fucking someone else! I'd be as jealous as hell!"

"Oh, I was jealous at first," Tiffany explained. "When Steve first mentioned getting together to swing, I thought that he didn't want to ball me anymore and I felt really bad. I only agreed because he wanted me to and I was afraid that he'd leave me if I didn't."

"Then I went to my first swingers' party and I loved it! It was really fun fucking another man while Steve was right there urging me on, proud that I was having such a good time. I even got a kick out of watching him fuck another woman. I knew that he was just doing it for kicks and he really loved me better than anyone else. That was when I learned not to be jealous. Steve would never leave me for another woman… not when he can have other women with my consent. That's the beautiful part of swinging. It satisfies your urge for someone new and makes you appreciate your partner."

Kenny looked thoughtful. Then he grinned widely. He didn't really care how Tiffany explained it… all he cared about was whether she'd let him stuff his long, hard cock in her pussy. All that crap about swinging sounded pretty good in theory but he knew that it wouldn't work in practice. Why, swinging would never work for him, and Bettylou. She was too much of a prude to do anything like that.

He chuckled. "I don't really think that swinging would work for Bettylou and me," he announced. "She's never even looked at another man and she's really straight in bed. I think it's a little late to change all her old habits now."

Suddenly a thought struck Kenny. Maybe Bettylou would turn into a swinger. Maybe she'd tried it already. She certainly had acted strangely tonight in bed, wanting to suck his cock and all that. He shook his head angrily. Then he skipped the thought. Bettylou hadn't tried swinging. After all, who would be interested in taking the time to teach a straight innocent woman how to fuck lewdly?

Tiffany watched the play of expressions on Kenny's face. She knew just what he was thinking. She also knew that she'd better act in a hurry or Kenny would get a little suspicious about her relationship with Bettylou and how easily she had found him in the bar tonight.

"Let's talk about something sexy," she breathed, putting her hand on his arm. "I just mentioned the swinging because I wanted you to know that Steve wouldn't be home until late tonight. Even if he would come home early, it wouldn't make any difference. Steve loves to watch me fucking with someone else. He says that seconds are best!"

Kenny grinned back at her. Now here was something that he wanted to hear. Tiffany couldn't spell it out much plainer. She wanted him to come home with her and fuck her. All of her little hints added up to exactly that. Tiffany was horny and she wanted him to put out the fire in her cunt.

It didn't take long to get to Tiffany's house. Before Kenny knew it he was sitting on Tiffany's bed, completely nude, waiting for a surprise that she had promised him on the way to her house.

"Show me the surprise, Tiffany," Kenny demanded, really much more interested in fucking her than in any old surprise.

"After awhile," Tiffany promised. "Right now I've got something else to show you!"

Tiffany stood up and slipped off the tiny lace panties she wore. She kept her back to Kenny. She deliberately wiggled her creamy, white asscheeks until they shivered and glimmered in the light.

She heard Kenny's breathing become more, irregular. She knew that he was getting excited just watching her asscheeks quiver and bounce. Tiffany stood there for a moment, letting Kenny get a good long look at her marvelous firm ass. Then she almost giggled thinking about the surprise she had for Kenny. She hoped that Steve and Bettylou had been able to talk Rod and Connie into their lewd little plan. She expected that Connie and Rod would be more than happy to go along with their joke. Kenny was going to have one hell of a surprise.

Tiffany whirled around. She thrust out her fluffy golden beaver and smiled sexily. Her pussy was only inches from Kenny's face.

"Jesus Christ!" Kenny gasped. "You've got a pretty pussy, Tiffany!"

Tiffany watched his long, hard cock. She grinned as his huge prick swelled and bobbed lewdly.

"Do you like my pussy, Kenny?" she asked softly. "Do you like it so much that you'll eat it all up? Just look at it, Kenny! Stick you head right down there and take a good look!"

Tiffany spread her puffy, pink cuntlips apart with her fingers. She threw her hips forward as far as they would go and thrust her cunt out at him.

"I'll bet you'd like to lick all my pussycream off, wouldn't you, Kenny?" she asked lustily. "I'll bet you'd like to fuck your hot tongue all the way up inside my pussy and screw me with it!"

Kenny swallowed hard. He felt like he was about to come Tiffany was getting him fantastically excited. The way she talked was so dirty and so erotic. It turned him on to hear her say things like that. The dirtier she talked the better.