Encounter with neighbour
My wife Poonam and I became good friends with Anju and Puran,
a couple around our age who lives nearby and who we seemed
to run into a lot at a local "haunt." We had a lot
in common - went to a couple of movies and good local restaurants,
enjoyed each others company. One night about six weeks
ago, the subject turned to sex and swinging. Poonam and
I had thought about the lifestyle quite a bit, and even attended
an orgy held by a local couple and their friends in Goa Beach
we watched the group play together, but like two
other couples there, never really dove in. We were nude
and having sex together on the sidelines, in full view of
everyone, but neither swapped nor played with others.
Anju and Puran were obviously energized to hear this about
us, and after a few more outings, we graduated back to our
home for drinks and some late night TV. After a bottle of
wine between the four of us, the TV surfing stopped on one
of those horrible late-night Cinemax soft core movies.
We watched it for a while, laughing and making jokes. A few
minutes went by and it got quiet Poonam nudged me
and pointed discreetly to her right: Anju and Puran were
kissing. I put a hand on Poonams leg as we watched
them kissing, and I thrilled to see Purans hand
move up to his wifes breast. I could scarcely believe
what was going to happen, but I could barely imagine where
it would lead:
Poonam and I, fully clothed, kneeling on the far side of
our coffee table, enjoying our wine and watching Jennifer,
on our couch, stripped to her bra, holding her husbands
head between her legs.
Poonam and I, she in bra and panties, I in boxers, kneeling
on the floor and watching Anju and Puran, nude, fucking
on our couch, Anjus small breasts and extremely
hard nipples arching up to meet her husbands mouth,
her moans filling our living room. My wife watching Purans
impressive cock coming completely out of Anju and then
diving back inside.
Poonams breast in my mouth, nipple assaulted by
my tongue, squatting in my lap still in her underwear but
Puran standing behind her holding back her hair and Anjus
hands caressing my shoulders and back. Poonam letting
out her first groan, head arching back and mouth open.
Puran and I, slouching deeply on the couch next to each other,
our wives on their knees, mouths attacking and swallowing
our cocks (with a little jealousy on my part of Purans
endowment). Poonam looking at me, asking with her eyes
to help Jennifer, and she terrified delight when I nod.
Purans head lolling back as Poonam and Anju lick
his shaft. Watching my wifes mouth surround and
partially engulf a cock other than my own.
The first moment that Anju and Poonams tongues
intermingle around Purans cock, and they separate,
kissing each other with hands nervously moving to each
others chest. The open-mouthed, surprised look
on my wifes face as Anjus mouth touches
her breast, then moves down to toy her nipple. Puran stroking
his cock, watching Poonam and Anju move down onto the floor,
atop each other, kissing and fondling. The stiffening
of my cock when I see Poonam licking Anjus nipples,
cupping and raising her small breasts, finger flicking
with surprising expertise across Anjus other
breast.
Poonam, moving up on the couch between Puran and I, opening
her legs and giggling with obvious nervousness as Anju
goes down on her. The flood of pleasure when I hold my cock
out to Poonams mouth and she hungrily moves her
head forward to take it in, tongue flicking wildly around
my cock head. Nodding to Puran when his hand moves to caress
Poonams left breast.
Standing up and pulling out the sofa bed, still sporting
cheap blue floweHarsh sheets, Puran and I standing on opposite
sides of the bed and watching Anju bring Poonam to a wide-mouthed
orgasm.
Kneeling near the foot of the bed, pulling Poonams
thighs down to me and entering her, feeling her legs clench
around me and Anju climbs over and brings her pussy down
to Poonams face. Looking at Anjus eyes
rolling into her head when Puran leans down and takes her
left breast into his mouth while she moans from Poonams
tongue lancing up to her clit.
Feeling my wifes body clench as she comes, her head
moving up sharply and mouth surrounding Anjus
pussy. Coming inside Poonam, the unbearable warmth and
moisture of her soaking vagina. Puran and I moving away,
and Anju arching down, the girls in 69.
Poonam and Anju on all fours, faces leaning on the back of
the couch, mouths open as Puran and I pound our cocks into
our wives. Puran comes first, then Poonam, then me, then
Anju.
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