Jennifer Collier: Some Very Lovable Neighbors

The man in the doorway was large, with bright red hair, and had his arm around a young girl barely past her teens, who leaned against his chest, her eyes aglow with passionate response to the scene before her.

"What's going on?" Adie shuddered, lifting her head with abject mortification from Jack's loins. The sperm seemed to congeal within her as she tried to squirm away from their lascivious gazes. "Who… who are these people?"

"Friends, Adie," Mason said expansively. "Come on in, Phil. And you, too, Meg. Good to see you again!"

"Hey!" came a yell from the living room, "How about us?" To Adie's further horror, another two people came into the bedroom. The woman was tall and well proportioned, with magnificent breasts, pearl white and barely concealed in a low-cut blouse. She was rubbing the front of a boy's pants, the bulge she had caused obvious to the world. The boy was grinning madly, his tongue licking his dry, trembling lips, and he was the obvious mate to the pubertal girl named Meg. "Hi, everybody!" the woman said. "Glad to see you're enjoying yourselves."

"Hey, June!" called out Mason, "C'mon in!"

"Please, Bob," moaned Adie, "Send them away."

Adie began to feel hot tears of frustration and fear swelling in her hot eyes. So this was the real reason behind the "bridge game." No… no… it was not the simple little wife swapping she had been led to believe, this was the group sex that Sue had talked about yesterday.

Group sex… the ultimate in pure physical gratification, with not even the rationale of affection between the partners. She stiffened, dizziness overtaking her, and she glanced at her husband, unsure of her own true emotions. Is this what I really want? she asked herself.

June strode across the bedroom to Jack who looked at her with amazement, and she reached down and grasped his limp cock firmly in her hands murmuring, "I like you. Maybe we can fuck each other later on?"

Jack didn't speak at once. He stared at her hand as she began to beat his cock from flaccidity to a semblance of erection. He blinked, but spread his legs wider in dazed comprehension of her words. "Look… what the hell is this anyway?" He took a deep breath, his penis impossibly leaping to full grandeur under the ministrations of the strange woman. "Jesus! I don't believe this!"

"You will in a while," she tittered lightly.

Adie, her eyes wide with shock, looked back at the other three strangers. They were undressing on the spot, laughing and gaily making comments about the fun to be had, kicking their garments from them in haste. With a squeal, the girl raced for Mason, throwing herself upon him, her hands grasping him as Jack was held around the thick shaft of his penis. Mason laughed again and reached over and caressed one pearshaped breast, soft and pliant and promising, and kissed her full on her tender young lips. He gasped as she skinned his foreskin away and his red-fleshed head popped out, and she dropped to lick her eager tongue on the glans.

With a cry of abandon, the boy revealed his own virile cock in violent erection. Both men approached the bed where Adie lay cowering on the sheets, their movement a frenzy of glistening bodies, their muscles rippling and quivering, their long, inflamed cocks dancing in front of them with palpitant heat of excitement, their balls swinging against their thighs, their buttocks hollowing and tensing.

Abruptly Phil, his pubic hair the same wild color as his hair, put his arm about Adie in an embrace. At first she resisted, her joints seeming to freeze from the unnatural contact, but as his hands covered the nipples of her breasts and began to knead and thumb then into rock hardness, she found herself moaning with unrestrained passion. "Some party," he whispered into her ear, "But you did know we were coming, didn't you?"

"No, I didn't."

"Leave that to Bob to pull a fast one. Is this your first time?"

"Yes," she nodded, "Yes, I'm afraid so. I never dreamed that this would happen. I don't know if I should…"

"What's the matter? You've been screwing Mason, haven't you?" He threw back his head and grinned with lewd disregard for her inner torment.

"Hell, I'm a better fuck than he'll ever be! Now, c'mon, get with it.

Let it all hang out!"

Adie took one more quick look at her husband before submitting to this lust perverted animal. Jack was groaning aloud, thrashing on the bed as June leaned over and thrust his cock deep into her mouth in one long, slow continuous sucking movement, the warm, wet cavern of her cheeks sending a wild spasm of ecstasy soaring through his wracked body. "Oh man," he gurgled. Then Adie looked around at the rest of the room, seeing the pairing of mates, and she could scarcely believe the carnal activity which had been so cruelly thrust upon her senses.

Sue, passionate from her masturbating fingers, had attacked the young boy with complete abandon. She was teasing him, bending slightly forward so that he couldn't reach between her thighs and to further hinder him from inserting his throbbing cock into her voraciously throbbing vagina, she had put her slim hands around his prick and was rubbing the swollen member with her palms, working the tender skin up and down over the glans as driblets of sticky, lubricating fluid seeped from its tiny orifice and his balls moved sensuously around his lean thighs. Meg was on all fours over Mason, who had his knees behind her and was bucking away at her buttocks, fucking her mercilessly in the rectum with savage, repeating blows.

June's head still bobbed like a yo-yo around Jack's straining prick as though her mouth was on a string, and her hands and knees were in between his legs as his prick soared hard up into her face until her nose smacked licentiously into the matted pubic hair below.

"That's it, June," her husband breathed hotly, "Suck him good, you bitch." He delved down the slim but quivering flanks of Adie, and then dipped his middle finger into her pubic hair, still soaked from Mason's cum of a few minutes past, and Adie, horrified, found herself aroused.

Her thighs jerked spasmodically and began to involuntarily open for his touch, and then he rubbed and caressed the blood-inflated lips of her red-rimmed pussy, and he moaned with sudden passion.

"Oh, God," she gasped, "This is terrible, terrible."

"No, baby, it's the living end," Phil said. "I really like seeing my wife get it. Don't you like watching, too?"

"Your wife -!" Adie's brain reeled as she realized that he was just like she was, involved with another person's mate while panting with excitement over the view of the sex acts in front of them. No, it wasn't terrible, it was beautiful! Beautiful! And Adie leaned back-on the bed sheets and spread her legs wide to Phil's talented hand as he rummaged and pillaged her surrendering cunt.

June took one last lick on Jack's cock, and then jerked upright and turned around, placing her wet, almost writhing pussy directly in front of him, and in wide open display before Adie as well, Adie watched in unbelieving fascination as June gradually bent forward until the breadth of her buttocks jutted toward Jack's face and Jack obscenely rotated upward to meet the widespread lips of her vagina. June's thighs tensed and then rippled in slim strength as she shifted on her feet and she reached back and gently pulled apart her buttocks, disclosing the dark, still more depraved, hole of her anus.

Around the revealed asshole, which seemed so raw and vulnerable, were a few stray black hairs, and she twisted her buttocks, letting the tufts wave tauntingly at Jack. He groaned and began to manipulate his own cock with his hand and he lurched toward her buttocks. June grabbed the stiff ramrod and it slid forward into her waiting cunt with hot, slippery ease. Jack took hold of her loins with his hands and hauled her to him with a resounding slap. He leaned over her, squeezing her distended breasts as he pumped into her open cunt with complete ferocity, attacking and retreating unmercifully.