Friendly Neighbor - Sex Stories

Friendly Neighbor

... for some long, hard fun, if ya get my drift?" "I don’t know..." I started when Cindy’s elbow slammed into my side again. "Dave, what do you mean ? I know that the first place you go in Penthouse Letters is the section with swapping stories. I also know about that book you have hidden in the bathroom. You know, ‘The Couples on Venus Lane.’ I’ve read it too, it’s all about swapping and it turned me on as much as it does you. And you sure have been ogling Olga’s boobs." She looked Swen straight in the eye and said, "We’d love to!" I guess in my own naiveté I thought that Cindy would never consider swapping, even though secretly, or not so secretly as it turned out, it excited me. Her rapid acceptance told me that she was actually more adventurous than I was and just as excited about the possibility. It also reminded me of how turned on she was that night in college when we did the deed in the back seat of a friend’s car at the drive-in while he and his date were in the front seat watching the movie. I took another drink of my wine and looked across the table. "Like I was saying, we’d love to. Let’s go get a room." I was nervous as Nixon in front of a TV camera as we drove down the street to the Holiday Inn. Cindy just sat with a huge grin and with her legs crossed at the knee, slightly rocking the calf of the upper leg. After what seemed like an hour, but had to really be about two minutes, we parked and checked-in. We carried our overnight bags into the room with two double ...

... beds. As I locked the door and hooked the chain, I heard Cindy say, "Just how friendly are you?" I turned just as Swen took Cindy in his arms. "About this friendly." He kissed her with his tongue half way down her throat and his hand rubbing her crotch. Olga pulled the red dress over her head and stepped out of her sandals. No wonder her nipples poked so clearly; she had nothing on under her dress. Totally naked, she threw her arms around my neck. "I’m even friendlier. Don’t you think?" Olga gave me a big wet kiss. With her tongue snaking around in my mouth, she walked me backward until the back of my knees collided with the bed. She unfastened my double-knit pants and pulled them and my boxers off my hips. Her little push toppled me onto the bed; somehow my pants and shoes were totally off before I bounced twice. Lying on the hotel bed in nothing but socks and my very cool, blue paisley, polyester disco shirt, I felt Olga’s breath on my balls. She licked that spot between my balls and my ass, while nuzzling the rear of my balls. My cock was so hard it felt like the skin was going to split open like a bratwurst on the grill. Her tongue worked its way across my nuts and ascended my shaft. I glanced across the room and found Cindy on Swen’s lap in the easy chair. Her yellow empire waist dress was pushed up just under her breasts, her panties on the floor. Swen was locked in a deep soul kiss with her while he fingered her slit. Olga bobbed her mouth on my cock and gave it a few ...