Janet McCoy - The wife next door

"You know, this is fun. We should spend more time together. I get so bored at home." Emma knew she was tipsy, but she didn't care. She was with friends. She could let down her hair.

"You're right, Emma. We women become so engrossed in our own little worlds, we sometimes don't make enough effort to break out from time to time. And we should. All work and no play makes Jane a dull girl."

"Emma, too." They laughed.

Sam found his opportunity. "I don't know. Neither one of you girls looks the least bit dull to me. In fact, I'm having to struggle to keep my blood pressure down to boiling."

Helen grinned wickedly at her husband. "You're always boiling, sweetheart. That's what makes you so lovable."

Sam looked appealingly at Emma. "You see how it is? You give everything you've got to a woman, and you find she's only after you for one thing." His lips pouted mockingly. Helen and Emma both laughed heartily.

"Hey, what say we take our wine into the living room? I'm getting a crick in my ass, sitting in this chair."

The two women followed Sam into the living room. They all sat on the rug near the stereo and leafed through the record albums. "Emma, you've got to hear this one. It's a real turn-on. I got it in Paris last year." He put on a record that started with slow rhythmic music. A male and a female started to sing back and forth to one another. They sang in French, but it was quite apparent what they were singing about. They were making love.

At first Emma felt slightly embarrassed. It seemed a strange sort of record to play in mixed company. Then she began to get the idea. Both Sam and Helen were lying back, looking very relaxed. They were open, available. And they were smiling at her.

"Why don't you lie down, Emma?" Helen suggested. "Here's some pillows for you." She had arranged the pillows between herself and Sam.

Emma's first response was fear. This seemed a very frightening place to be, all of a sudden – with two people who led such unorthodox sex lives. The more she thought about the possibilities, however, the more intrigued she became. She lay down between the older couple and let herself drift with the music. It was obvious the woman in the song was becoming more and more excited. Soon she would cum.

Emma let herself assume the girl's place. She could almost feel the hard drumming cock that was driving the songstress to distraction. Her pussy felt so good.

Then she realized it was more than the song that was making her cunt feel good. Someone was rubbing her pubic mound through her pants. She assumed it must be Sam, but she didn't dare open her eyes to verify the fact. Then she would have to stop him.

And she didn't want to stop him, not just yet.

"Mmmmmm!" She realized suddenly that she was moaning aloud. For a moment, she had confused her own cries of pleasure with those of the girl on the record.

"Does it feel good, darling?" It was Helen asking. Emma looked up at her friend. Then down at her cunt. It was Helen's hand that was making her feel so good!

Through her wine-glow, Emma struggled to grasp the obvious fact that her next-door neighbor, a woman, was caressing her pussy. Surely Helen wasn't a pervert. Emma dismissed the idea at once. She had seen Helen making love to a man, and obviously enjoying it very much.

Obviously the redhead was a woman who liked pleasure, wherever she could find it.

Again Emma closed her eyes and let herself drift. She became hypnotized by the soft stimulation at her cunt. It wasn't wildly passionate, just gently titillating. But, little by little, her pussy was rising to the bait. She was humping her cunt up against her friend's hand.

She wanted more.

When she felt two pairs of hands starting to undress her, Emma made no protest. She just kept her eyes shut. She wanted to find out what would happen, if she let matters take their course. She smiled to herself as she heard the compliments exchanged above her.

"Isn't she something! God, what a body! Like a Greek statue… earth mother."

"I've never heard you so poetic, Sam. But you're right. She is lovely. And she looks so much better naked than she does dressed. What nice firm breasts! So soft!"

Emma sucked in her breath sharply as a mouth suddenly closed over each nipple and sucked.

"Ooooohhhh!" The sensations were incredible to have both breasts stimulated by wet hungry kisses was exquisite luxury. Electric messages shot down to her hungering cunt and back up again, beaming the good news. Preparing her pussy for the action it was craving. Suddenly all the excitement Emma had aroused in herself before Sam came over surged back up to the surface.

She was so hot!

As the couple kissed her breasts, their hands explored the curves of her naked body. Emma held her breath as fingertips toyed with the tangles of her pussy-hair. She knew at once she wanted them to go farther. She wanted them to play with her cunt.

Not knowing whether it was Sam's finger or Helen's playing down there made the experience that much more erotic.

"Ooooohh, darlings! You're doing wonderful things to me!" She caressed both their heads, reveling in the sensual power of feeling one of them at each tit. Her ass wriggled hungrily, celebrating her lewd good fortune. Without warning the finger surged up inside her pussy, "Aaaaggghhhh! Oooohh! Do it to me! Do it!"

"Jeez, she's got a hot cunt!" Sam's voice was thick with emotion.

"Let me feel it, too!" As soon as Helen had spoken, the finger left Emma's pussy and another took its place. Now the mystery of who was feeling her twat was solved. But the pleasure went on. Helen's more slender finger wriggled around up inside lasciviously. Emma was at her mercy. She moaned like a madwoman.

The brunette's next surprise came when a pair of lips closed over her own, and it turned out to be Helen who was kissing her. The more inexperienced woman was surprised at how intensely sensual it was to kiss another woman. There was a strange irony in the contrast between the softness of Helen's lips and the hardness of her passion. The redhead had rolled half on top of Emma now. Her finger still investigated the hot depths of Emma's pussy while her mouth ground hungrily down on the younger woman's.

"God, Emma, you're so wonderful, honey! It feels so good to kiss you! Your lips are sweet!"

The perversity of hearing these words from another woman fired Emma's excitement. She began to return the kisses as urgently as Helen was giving them. She wrapped her arms around the more slender woman and pulled her hard down on top of her.

Helen seemed to become even more aroused by the other woman's response. She lay her body flush on top of Emma's and ground her cunt down against Emma's craving pussy. This way, both their clits were getting stimulation.

"Ooooohhhh! Aaaaahhhhhhhh!"

"Mmmmm! Emma, honey, it feels fabulous!"

Sam had drawn back to watch the lewd fantasy of two heterosexual women learning to love one another. He had seen Helen experiment with this sort of thing before. But she had never been as excited as she was today. Both women were tall, Helen a little more so than Emma, and their coupling was a powerful sight to behold. Witnessing it brought his cock to swift erection. The sight of Helen's taut ass grinding down toward Emma's cunt attracted him like a magnet. He extended his hand and shoved a finger into his wife's asshole.

"Uuuuuhhh!" There was no doubt that Helen enjoyed this sudden ravishment of her puckered sphincter. Now she ground her ass as enticingly up at Sam's fingers as she rammed it down toward Emma. "Mmmm, Sam darling. My asshole loves your finger, baby!"

Emma couldn't believe her ears. Her friend was enjoying getting a finger shoved into her ass! The hot intimacy of their lewd threesome was driving the young brunette to distraction. She realized now how much there was to sexuality. How much she had yet to experience!