Donna Allen: Back door neighbours

And then it happened.

Charlie made a croaking sound, his hands locking around Lauren's head. He forced her mouth down until her lips were at the base of his cockshaft. He started coming, started shooting in her mouth while he held her head in place.

Jim watched with horrified eyes. He saw Lauren swallowing convulsively as Charlie dumped his load in her mouth. Her throat tightened and relaxed and tightened again as she gulped Charlie's jism.

A great shudder went through Jim as he imagined Charlie's load shooting down his wife's throat. At the same instant he felt her cunt grabbing his own cock, her juices flowing as she came around his sliding prick.

Lauren went off, groaning around Charlie's prick, churning her ass to grind her cunt around Jim's fuckpole.

Jim clenched his teeth as he shot off. His jism squirted out of his cock in long streams of hot pleasure. He spurted his load far up Lauren's cunt channel.

For a moment he hated her. He slammed her again and again as he emptied his balls.

Lauren whimpered now as her climax came to an end. She jerked forward, trying to dislodge Jim's cock from her cunt.

But Jim held on as he finished. He looked down the back of Lauren's head as she suddenly turned her face to the side. He watched Charlie's thick cock slide out of Lauren's mouth.

Jim could see strings of Charlie's jism hanging from Lauren's wet lips. Her breathing was heavy, her mouth and nose completely covered with a sheen of sweat. She groaned as she dropped her head sideways on Charlie's belly. She wiped her face on his cock bush. Her body was limp, held in place against Jim's belly by his hands on her hips.

Jim strained forward now to empty the last of his load in her cunt. Then he released her, removed his hands and pulled his wet cock out of her gaping cunthole.

Lauren slithered forward to lie across Charlie's chest, her legs still wide apart and her cunt leaking Jim's jism.

Jim could see his wife's cunthole gaping like a wide open pink mouth.

Now he fell to the side of the other bed where Pat was still working her fingers in and out of her cunt.

"Do me now!" Pat pleaded. "Jim, do me now!"

Jim could see Lauren on the bed watching them, smiling at him, thin trails of jism still visible around her swollen lips.

He moved his face into Pat's crotch and started sucking her pussy.

The next day was Saturday and in the morning Lauren and Jim hardly talked to each other. Lauren spent most of the day shopping downtown, and then late in the afternoon she returned home and she and Jim were alone in the living room.

"Too many people downtown," Lauren said with a shrug. "I hate crowds."

Jim watched her as she puttered around the living room while he sat there watching a ballgame on TV. He told himself she was damn attractive. He kept his eyes on her ass as it bounced around under her fitted silk skin. He told himself any man would be proud to have her for a wife. She was a woman with a tight cunt and firm tits and the way she took care of her body she would probably stay that way until she was sixty.

In the meantime Lauren was aware of the way Jim was looking at her tits and ass. She gave her shoulders a little shake to get her tits moving. She found it amusing to tease him, and now she deliberately remained in the living room rather than go upstairs. She was still feeling the affects of the party last night and now she was thinking of sex again.

Jim felt a tingle in his crotch. He could tell she wasn't wearing a bra.

Lauren looked at him. "Are you okay?"

She stood there with her hands on her hips, her tits standing straight out and her nipples showing through her thin blouse.

Jim shrugged. "Sure I'm okay."

"You look tired out."

Jim's lips curled in a smile. "I'm not too tired for a piece of ass."

Lauren groaned. "I haven't been home all day and I've got things to do!"

"You can do them later."

"We ought to talk about last night."

"Not now. Right now I'm in the mood for something else."

Lauren sighed. "All right. Let me get some ice for the bar."

He watched her ass as she walked into the kitchen to get some ice from the ice machine. He remembered her last night with her ass up in the air as he was fucking her from behind. He felt his cock twitch as he thought about it. Then he thought about her and Charlie Reed and he was irritated again. He was angry at the way she'd responded to Charlie. But he realized maybe it wasn't Lauren's fault. The orgy had been his idea, not Lauren's. Jim thought about how things had changed for them now. After the orgy last night, no one could say the Hansens were that ordinary any more. He wondered how many other neighbors in Parkview Terrace were as wild as the Hansens and Reeds. He thought of Pat Reed again, Pat and her dark-haired pussy.

Now Lauren was back with the ice and she asked him what he was smiling at. "You look like you're having a good time."

She made two highballs at the bar, and then she brought them over and she sat down next to him on the sofa.

Jim picked up his drink, sipped it and grunted. "If you really want to know, was thinking of Pat's pussy."

Lauren groaned. "I guess I asked for that."

"My pleasure."

"If you're trying to make me jealous, you're doing a good job of it."

Jim sneered at her. "And what about you and Charlie? You sure had a good time when he was going down on you. Christ, I bet they could hear you a block away."

Lauren shivered. "He's good at that."

"And I'm not, huh?"

"You don't like it much. It's no good for a woman if the man doesn't like doing it. Anyway, the party last night was your idea, so stop laying it on me."

"As long as you had a good time."

"I had a marvelous time."

Her thigh pressing against Jim's leg, she talked about how much she'd enjoyed the party last night.

Jim sipped his drink and mused about bow strange it was about Lauren. First he had trouble persuading her to swing, and now she seemed so happy with it.

Lauren looked at him again. "Me you sure you're feeling all right?"

"I'm fine."

"You hardly talked to me this morning before I left the house."

"I'm okay. Maybe I've been working too hard at the office."

He refused to admit to her how irritated he was about her and Charlie. He wouldn't let her know that he was jealous. He felt hostile toward her because she seemed to like what had happened last night more than he did. Once again he mused how ironic it was. He was the one who had pushed her into the whole thing.

Lauren sensed that Jim was in a bad mood. She sipped her drink and decided she wouldn't mind getting high now. She liked the reined feeling she got from alcohol.

Then suddenly she felt guilty about what she had done with Charlie last night. She'd been so wanton with him. And with Pat right there on the next bed.

But then Lauren was amused at herself for being a fool. Pat certainly didn't feel guilty about anything. Lauren reminded herself how exciting it was to have Pat and Jim watching her and Charlie when Charlie turned the lights on.

Jim was looking at Lauren now, looking at her wet lips and thinking about how she'd sucked Charlie's cock. Her face was so pretty, so fresh and clean-looking. Once again he realized how beautiful she was. He gazed at her heaving tits. He could see her nipples pressing against the thin silk of her blouse. She was wearing a short skirt and the way she had it pulled up he could see most of her thighs. He wondered what color panties she was wearing under the skirt. He was getting turned on as he thought about the fucking that had gone on last night.

Now Jim put his drink on the coffee table and he reached down to unzip his fly and get his cock out.

Lauren giggled. "I see a banana."