Bill Randolph - Naked wife next door

She licked her lips and swallowed through her dry throat as she tiptoed into the kitchen. She strained her ears to pick up any sounds as she stepped farther into her neighbor's house.

For a moment she thought Liz and Clay must have ducked out the front door. Then, as she stepped down the hallway leading to the bedrooms, she heard Liz giggle softly. The door was opened slightly to the nearest bedroom, and Norma moved cautiously and quietly closer. When she was able to peer into the room, her blood ran cold and she had to fight the impulse to gasp. Clay and Liz were together in the room, naked on the bed.

From her vantage point peeping around the door, she couldn't be spotted by the two lovers. She could also hear every word as she gazed [missing text].

"I was afraid you'd be late again this morning," Liz said.

"Shit, I was afraid Jerry would take another day off," Clay retorted. "I would've been climbing the walls if he had decided to stick around today."

"Well, we don't have to worry about that, now?" Liz giggled. "Now let me suck that nice big cock of yours. I want to get this day started off right."

"Sounds good to me, honey," Clay said casually. "Tina's been so fucking busy lately with the kids and her remodeling project, I can't even get a decent blow job at home. Lucky for me I've got you, to help with those little problems."

Tina chuckled as she sat on the edge of the bed. Clay stood in front of her and eased his cock against her lips. Liz eagerly took it from his hand and clutched it.

"Let me do the work, honey," she whispered, inspecting his cock with a sexy grin. "I'm anxious to suck the spunk right out of your balls."

Liz opened her lips and started licking his swollen cockhead.

"That's it, angel," Clay whispered, stroking Liz's dark hair with his fingers. "Polish it good."

"Oh, don't I always, sweetheart?" she teased as she lapped her tongue from the base of his prick to the flared rim.

Norma blinked in disbelief, shocked to see and hear that Clay and Liz weren't doing this with each other for the first time. It had never occurred to her that her sexy friend was cheating on Jerry. But the most shocking thing was that Liz was fucking around with Tina's husband!

Norma shuddered. This was like a wild soap opera, she told herself. She blushed as it hit her that she had been worried about fucking with Jerry, and all the time, Liz was fucking with Clay. It seemed so strange that she was so close to both Liz and Tina, and yet she was just finding out about this wanton affair between Clay and Liz.

She thought of Tina as she watched Liz gobble up Clay's cockhead with her lips. He swayed his ass slightly and held her head in place as she hungrily feasted on his fuckmeat.

"Yeah, honey, that's great," he hissed. "You just keep sucking like that and I'll give you a fucking that'll wake up the whole neighborhood!"

Norma's excitement mounted as she watched and listened. Her body responded to the lewd scene. Her tits throbbed and her pussy lubricated. She found herself enjoying the sexy action and, at the same time, envying Liz. The longer she watched, the more she decided she wouldn't mind having Clay's big cock in her mouth.

As her shock slowly dissolved and her horniness took over, Norma paid closer attention to what was happening. She studied Clay's prick and decided it wasn't quite as big as Jerry's or anywhere the size of Paul's cock. But his cock was nicely shaped and it looked enticing the way Clay fucked it in and out of Liz's mouth.

As for Liz, Norma noted how her wild neighbor and friend seemed to delight in chomping on Clay's prick. Liz ran her tongue up and down the veiny cockshaft, then swirled it around his cock-knob, devouring the fuckmeat with generous, hungry licks. While working her tongue over his cock-flesh, Liz used her fingers to gently stroke Clay's cock. Through it all, Clay's swollen balls dangled against Liz's chin, inviting her to give them periodic attention with her lapping tongue and nibbling lips.

"How much time do you have this morning?" Liz asked, greedily continuing to flick her tongue up and down his cockshaft.

Clay glanced at his watch. "Fifteen minutes or so," he mumbled. "Maybe longer," he added with a smirk. "I'm getting hooked on your tongue, baby."

Liz pursed her lips and moistened them with her tongue. She rubbed them seductively over his cockhead. "Now you know the secret of my success," she quipped. "I'm sure I can convince you to stay longer this morning."

"Now, honey, don't start that again," Clay said softly, stroking her hair. "You know I'd stay longer if I could."

Liz flicked her tongue over his balls and gazed up into his eyes. She grasped his ball-sac and, staring up at him, sucked one of his balls into her mouth. Clay threw his head back and moaned with pleasure.

"I'm really not complaining," Liz said after popping his ball out of her mouth. "It's just that I'm getting hooked on our little morning delights. I guess I'm getting spoiled."

"Oh, Liz, you could raise the dead with that tongue of yours," Clay muttered. "Your mouth feels so good on my balls."

"I get lots of practice," she said, giggling. "I think Jerry married me because of my mouth more than my pussy."

"Come on, Liz. That's bullshit," Clay said. "Jerry got all the luck when he married you. But level with me, baby. Are you fucking around with somebody else besides me and Jerry?"

"That's a rude question to ask a lady," she snickered.

Norma had been only half-listening to their conversation. But Clay's direct and unexpected question riveted Norma's attention and fated her mind off the sexy, lewd action taking place in front of her. She felt herself grow warm. Perspiration dotted her upper lip and her guts tensed. Some strange feeling of dread gripped her, and she instantly feared Liz would say something she didn't want to hear.

"I bet you've got Paul Quincy fucking your brains out," Clay said, his lips curving in a smirk.

"Now, what makes you say such a thing?" Liz teased, batting her long eyelashes before once again flicking her tongue-tip across Clay's piss-slit.

Norma almost gasped. Paul and Liz? Her Paul? It wasn't possible. Paul was the most faithful husband a girl could have. He would never cheat on her. He was a hard-working, devoted husband. No, she decided. Paul would never cheat. Or, would he?

"I've got a hunch I've just struck a nerve," Clay said. "You are balling him, aren't you?"

"You know how much in love he is with Norma," Liz said. "Those two are like honeymooners."

Norma breathed more easily. Her legs were becoming stiff from maintaining one position so long, but she didn't dare move away from the door. She'd never seen a man and woman together like this and her fascination wasn't slipping. Sure, she'd watched a few fuck-films, but this was the real thing. Besides, her emotions were in turmoil as she clung to every word now being passed between the lovers.

"I'll admit I've tried to seduce Paul more than once, but the guy just isn't interested," Liz said.

The confession filled Norma with relief. Then, she felt a stab of guilt. The vivid image of Jerry fucking her flashed through her mind. Apparently Paul was the faithful husband Norma had believed him to be. She was the one who cheated, and she couldn't deny the guilt sweeping through her.

"Maybe Paul has a little strange cunt on the road," Clay said. "He's away from home so much."

"I doubt it," Liz said. "Paul is just a guy who happens to love his wife and is obviously satisfied by her. Too bad I can't say the same thing about my husband."

At least Liz knows about Jerry and his playing around, Norma thought with a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Liz leaned over. She pushed her hair to one side and took his entire fuckmeat into her throat. His curly cock-bush pressed against her nose, and she bobbed her head up and down as she gluttonously mouth-fucked him.