Jane Fox: The new neighbors

Tiffany Brown reached out and grabbed Richard's big, stiff cock. She forced a smile and opened her luscious red lips. Then she fucked her hot mouth down over his huge cockhead, licking and smacking in a frenzy, trying to forget that tomorrow was moving day and they were going to have to leave swinging New York forever.

Steve Brown gave his wife an encouraging pat on the ass. He had noticed her sadness. He knew just how she was feeling. It was kind of scary to leave all the new, wonderful friends they had found and move to the Midwest. They didn't even know if there were swingers clubs there. They only knew Steve's father had left them a nice little photography studio and an offer they couldn't afford to turn down. Even on his deathbed, Steve's dad had managed to nudge Steve and Tiffany toward the straight, proper life. He had left them the studio if – and it was a big – if they worked in it for a full year.

Steve gazed around at their friends in mounting disappointment. There was Lisa with her fabulous tits and Glen, her rock-musician husband. Richard and Cathy were both artists, working mostly on plastic nudes, and Sara, the go-go dancer with her newest college dropout boy-friend. On the whole it was a good crew and every one of them knew how to have fun. Steve's erect cock quivered when he thought of burying his prick in any of the tight, hot pussies the women were so eagerly showing. God, it would be hard to leave.

Suddenly he felt fingers on his rippling nutsacs. They twirled and circled gently, tickling and enticing. Then they rode higher and whipped around the ring of his tight asshole, peeking quickly in and then out again before he had time to protest. He reached under his legs and caught a slim, tanned arm. He'd recognize those fingers anywhere; it was Cathy and he could hardly wait.

"Aaaaagh!" Tiffany squealed. Richard was licking the inside of her thigh and he was headed straight up to her moist crotch.

She looked across at Steve. His face was a picture of bliss. His hard cock was buried snugly in Cathy's mouth and she was making lewd sucking and smacking noises.

Steve somehow knew that Tiffany was staring at him. He looked over at her, not two feet away and their glances met and locked. Each knew what the other was thinking. They didn't want to leave.

Then, suddenly, Tiffany gave Steve a radiant smile. It was as if she was saying, "Buck up, Stevie. It's all cut and dried. We've got to leave tomorrow, but let's not let it spoil tonight."

Steve caught her meaning. He winked, then his tongue flicked out and probed at Cathy's moist, pink pussy.

"Oh, shit!" Connie Hansen sputtered. She was trying to zip up the front of her summer pants. She struggled a moment longer and then threw the offending pants on the floor with another groan of disappointment.

"I'm just going to have to get some new clothes!" she mumbled. "I'm not about to meet our new neighbors dressed like Little Orphan Annie!"

Rod heard his wife's angry voice. He sneaked silently past their bedroom door. He had learned not to interrupt Connie when she was in a foul mood and she had been in more than her fair share of foul moods lately. Rod shook his head sadly. He wondered what had happened to the pretty, sexy girl he had married. Ten years shouldn't drain a marriage of all its fun, should it. He hadn't heard Connie laugh for so long that he thought she had forgotten how. Not only that, but he hadn't had a good fuck from her in ages.

Connie was full of excuses. She was too tired or too busy or she had an upset stomach or a headache.

He knew all the excuses by heart. That didn't exactly help his hard cock on the nights he wanted to fuck. He wondered if she ever wanted it anymore.

Rod thought back to when they were married. She had sure wanted it then. She had surprised him with her enthusiastic responses to his first attempts at sex. He remembered their wedding night, so long ago.

Rod knew that Connie was a virgin. Every time he had tried to get close to her she had told him just that. And he knew that she was saving her cherry for marriage. She had said that enough times too.

Rod had his share of experience. He had fucked all through high school. He knew his way around the bedroom and he prided himself on the fact that there wasn't a girl he couldn't get, until Connie, that is. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get Connie to give in and let him sink his long prick in her sweet, virgin cunt.

Rod knew that he got Connie hot. Every time they went out and parked, Connie's hot cunt would be dripping wet after a few moments of heavy petting. She let him touch her and play with her pussy, but there was no way he was going to fuck her unless he married her.

Rod gave in. They had a nice wedding. Rod couldn't concentrate on the wedding ceremony though. All he could think about was how eager he was to sink his cock in Connie's virgin cunt. All through the ceremony he thought about getting his sweet, virgin bride in bed, about how it would feel to fuck her for the first time, about licking and sucking on her sweet pink pussy, about giving her the thrill of her life.

Connie was feeling exactly the same thing. She was a little nervous and could hardly wait. She had been interested in sex ever since she could remember.

Connie read everything she could get her hands on. She read all the sexy books the city librarian would let her check out. She even got her older friends to check out books for her. She wanted to find out what it was that made her mother squeal out in the middle of the night.

Before long, Connie had a pretty good idea what was going on in her parent's bedroom. Then her obsession turned a different direction. She wanted to fuck.

Perhaps it was lucky that Connie's parents watched her like a hawk. She didn't even have the opportunity to lose her virginity. She wasn't allowed to date until she was seventeen and that was the year that she met Rod.

As soon as Connie found out more about the good-looking student in her English class, she was glad that her parents had been so strict. Rumor had it that Rod was a stud. Connie watched him work his way through almost every girl in her class. She heard that he had fucked every girl he dated, and she noticed that he rarely dated them twice. Perhaps being hard to get was the way to get Rod. She would certainly try it.

As she lay in bed waiting for her husband to come out of the bathroom, Connie knew that she had been right. She was married and now she could enjoy all that sex had to offer. She could hardly wait to try out everything she had read about for so many years.

Connie felt her bands slip down to inspect her own body, to check to make sure that her tits were smooth and her nipples hard and pointed, her tummy rounded gently and smooth as silk, her cunt hair soft as down and her pussy sweet and hot. She was ready.

Connie shivered in a little tingle of excitement. She had looked forward to this night for so long. She almost giggled, remembering her mother's embarrassing little lecture about her wifely duties. She just hoped that Rod would want to fuck morning, noon and night.

When Rod came out of the bathroom he couldn't help his gasp of shock. Connie was holding her gorgeous full tits in her hands, squeezing the rock-hard nipples between her fingers.

"Oh, Rod!" she breathed. "Hurry and come to bed, darling. I've been waiting for this night for so long!"

Rod grinned. He crossed the room and by the time he got to the bed, his prick was hard and straining at the front of his pajamas. Impatiently, he threw them off and let his huge swollen cock leap free.

Connie gasped. She couldn't stop staring. Rod's prick was so big and so hard. She had seen pictures of cocks before but she had never imagined that they would be this big. Rod's cock was giant size. She hoped her little pussy would hold it.