A Neighborly Affair Part 3 - Sex Stories

A Neighborly Affair Part 3

... good. And you're the full meal deal! Appetizer, main course, and even dessert."

We lay there snuggling and giggling while I tried to remove a few freckles from those beautiful tits with my tongue and lips. I sucked on a puffy nipple. "I love your firm tits. Talk about a meal!"

"You know, Sammie, I bet you'd like to suck on Mrs. Collins' tits. I think I wouldn't mind sucking on those puppies. She is gorgeous. I think I'm a little jealous of her. You seem to spend a lot of time with her."

"That's for work. You have nothing to be jealous about. But let me ask, have you ever thought about being with another woman now that you mention you like her tits? That's something I would like to watch! You know: hypothetically."

"You perv! What is it with men? You would never want to watch me with another man, but a woman...oh, that's different. How about you with another man?"

"Yuck! Not the same thing at all! Lord, help me get that out of my mind. And you are right--I wouldn't want to watch you with another man, but two women? That's sexy! Maybe I'll tell Mrs. Collins you're interested in sucking those big tits of hers and see what she says."

"Oh, sure. Go right ahead. I'd like to be there when she slaps you! But back to the main point--women know how to treat one another. I could see myself in bed with another woman if she was as gorgeous as Mrs. Collins. Women know all the right spots and how to take our time instead of kiss-kiss, stick it in, and shoot a wad--like ...

... most men. And I bet an older woman like her could teach me a few things. But we both know that's just a fantasy that neither of us will experience, so dream on, lover boy."

And dream on, I did. That night, even after our intense session, I had to jerk off to the thought of Sharon and Linda in a passionate embrace while I encouraged and egged them on before joining them in a three-way.

Eventually, summer was winding down, and I realized my good times were coming to an end. I had been accepted at a junior college in another county, so visits home would be infrequent. I had resolved to do better academically and eventually get accepted into a state college. In the meantime, my days with Linda were numbered. We hadn't had sex for a couple of weeks, and things seemed much more businesslike between us. I sensed that she was relieved that I would be leaving.

I had finished for the day with some painting, and as I was cleaning up the brushes in the garage, I noticed a note on the workbench. "Sammie, please stop by the house when you are done." I figured Linda would probably give me my last paycheck, but secretly hoped she would have some wild fantasy in mind instead.

The kitchen door was open, and I knocked on the screen door. Linda was wiping up a countertop. "Hi, c'mon in. I'm just finishing here." She directed me to a chair at the kitchen table.

I sat and watched her. She was wearing short shorts and a tank top. Those boobs were wonderful, but Linda also had a great ...