To ease the neighbor lads’ loneliness, his wife befriended them

January 2012

In this Issue:

• At his graduation party she gave him and his pals a special present
• He is surprised at the passion his wife shows with four young studs
• She loved giving oral sex, and her neighbors were very glad she did
• One guy stood her up, but four others more than made up for it
• Want to cure an ailing sex life? Get your wife to let you be the boss
• He thought she was a slutty woman. Well, she was slutty anyway
• His old dominatrix girlfriend inspires his wife to play sex games
• He loves dressing like a woman, and having sex like one as well
• Her idea was a wicked one—which was just why he agreed to it
• When this girl said, ‘Put a sock in it,” she meant it literally!
• When her sex life gets boring she takes to the streets—and loves it
• This man just loves making passes at girls who wear glasses
• Caught Off Guard
• Her sister told her to do something to really turn her man on, so she did
• Not To Be Hurried
• Can there be such a thing as having too much fun at a party?
• Tell Me Everything
• When the deed was done, she thanked him for opening her up
• Clueless Mom had to be the only one who didn’t see this coming
• When the power went out, she headed for the warmer bedroom
• Revenge can be as sweet as a young lady’s butt cheeks
• He didn’t even try to resist the charms of his new neighbor
• While the cat’s away, this minx finds a lusty tomkitten to play with
• He realized she wasn’t joking about what she wanted for her birthday
• To ease the neighbor lads’ loneliness, his wife befriended them
• There is sometimes safety in numbers, and sometimes wantonness
• A NIGHT WITH AN OLD BOYFRIEND WAS HER FANTASY COME TRUE
• SHE TURNS LOTS OF GUYS ON WITH THE HELP OF HER HUSBAND
• THE SON COULDN’T DO IT, BUT HIS FATHER WAS A DIFFERENT STORY
• HE AND HIS FRIEND TEAM UP ON HIS WIFE, AND SHE JUST LOVES IT

My wife and I have lived in the same neighborhood for 30 years. Early this summer we got new neighbors, a nice older black couple with 18- year-old fraternal twin boys.

Renee felt sorry for Hank and Carl, who’d moved right after graduating, leaving all their friends behind, with no one in their new neighborhood near their age, so she went out of her way to be friendly, inviting them to use our pool anytime they want­ed or just hang out if they wanted company.

About three weeks after the new neighbors arrived, I decided to take a half-day at work and headed home early. I didn’t call ahead, figuring I’d surprise Renee and take her out to lunch. When I arrived, I left the car out front since I’d be going back out soon. Inside, I didn’t see Renee right away, so I went to change my clothes before tracking her down. In the bedroom, glancing out the rear window I saw her lying on her stomach on a lounge chair while Hank and Carl hung out in the pool—and checked her out! I couldn’t blame them. She might be 50, but she has the body of a woman 15 years younger thanks to good genes, exercise and a bit of surgery.

I was about to turn away when Hank emerged from the pool. The first surprise was that he wasn’t wearing trunks; the second was the erection he was sporting. It had to be near a foot long and plenty thick. I watched stunned as he walked over and patted my wife’s bottom. As though it were a signal, she turned over. An­other surprise: She wasn’t wearing anything either.

Hank slid her down so her ass was at the edge of the lounge chair, grabbed her by the ankles, parting her legs wide, and began to sink his monster cock in. I watched, not believing what I was seeing. Not just that my wife was getting fucked by a boy, but that she was really accommodating that thing. He was stretching her in ways I never could.

Eventually he got it all in, and remained like that for a minute or so, allowing her to get used to it, then started working back and forth, slow and steady. I saw her mouth moving, so I opened the win­dow just enough to hear her gasp how big he was and how wonderful it felt. The next thing I knew, she gave a high-pitched shout, a sign of a forceful orgasm for her. I was stunned. I rarely managed that, and never so quickly. He’d fucked her for a couple of minutes tops.

Once Renee’s orgasm passed, Hank said it was “time to get down and dirty.” He picked up his tempo, more with each thrust, until he was fucking her hard enough for me to hear the sound of flesh smacking against flesh. Her large tits were bouncing all around, and she came again before he bellowed and, seemingly taking forever, filled her with his seed.

When Hank pulled out, Carl took his place, with a cock that was just as large. He put Renee’s legs over his shoulders, leaned forward so she was nearly doubled over, and went ­hell-bent for leather until he exploded in her.

Both guys stood before Renee wagging deflated cocks. She took the hint and sucked them both, going back and forth. While they were too big for her to get much down her throat, she did lick and slurp their entire lengths with an enthusiasm that I’d never experienced. As she sucked away, Hank said to his brother, “And we thought moving out here would be the worst!” Carl said, “Mrs. T’s hot pussy makes it all worthwhile.”

The flattery made Renee step up the action, and soon the guys were sporting huge hard-ons again. Hank laid on his back on the lounge, his cock pointed up, and she straddled him and impaled herself with a gasp. She bounced up and down on him like she was riding a bull. (Well, he was hung like one!) At the sight of her tits bouncing freely up and down I whipped out my cock and jerked off. She rode him to climax, then rested on his cock catching her breath.

Carl moved up behind Renee and squirted lotion on her ass so it rode down her butt crack. He lubed his rod too, then said, “Time to make an Oreo, Mrs. T.” She leaned forward so her tits were mashed against Hank’s chest. Carl moved behind her. I watched in awe as he slid his rod in her voluptuous behind. Her mouth made an “O” as he penetrated her. I thought her taking something that big in her pussy was something; this was still more incredible. About the time that big cock vanished entirely in her backside, I came all over my hand.

The guys began to move in and out—slowly until her ass relaxed, then picking it up. Renee’s body was in nonstop convulsions. When they finally deposited their loads, they headed back next door, leaving her lying exhausted. I left before she realized I was there, and then thought about things.

Watching my wife with those two young studs was easily the hottest thing I had experienced in my life, and I wasn’t feeling either anger or guilt. In fact, I was eager for more. I considered telling her what I saw, but thought she might get skittish and call it all off. Instead I wired my home and yard with spy cameras to record the show.

And what shows she put on! Apparently Hank and Carl were an everyday thing. They spent hours fucking my wife, in every imaginable position—and I don’t know where 18-year-olds got that kind of imagination! I practically rubbed myself raw jack­ing off to those images.

Now the summer’s almost over, and Hank and Carl will be going off to college. I’m not sure what Renee’s going to do. I’ve noticed that when we go out, when she thinks I’m not looking, she sizes up younger guys.

—Name and address withheld