Next Door Seduction

Rusty and I had just dabbled in the most delightful threeway with Sylvia and were sitting on our patio enjoying the afterglow. None of us were up for a skinny dip yet so the aromas of our recent sex were still rampant. Syl’s husband, Cal, an engineer, was in Canada working on a huge radar system for a few weeks so we were helping her fill her nookie void. I have to add that both Syl and Cal are four year members so it wasn’t cheating. Rusty reached over and clicked on the tape recorder.

OK, Syl, We understand your story of getting into the club is pretty interesting, why did we have to wait for Cal to be away before you told it?

Well… I think I’d be embarrassed to tell it all with him here.

He’s bound to read it in the newsletter. Will it bother him?

No. He’s pretty immune to that sort of thing. It’s just that I’d be inhibited to say some of the things about him while he’s here. He already knows. It’s just… I don’t know… If it were anyone but Cal it might hurt his feelings and I hate to do that.

OK. Go for it.

Well, it started about five years ago when Artie and Jan moved in next door. Cal loves to help people so when they had the pool put in their yard Cal helped Artie build their pool house while the contractors worked on the pool.

I have to give you some background first. Cal is an engineer….. He’s such an ….. an engineer. To him everything is numbers and plans. Everything has to be exact with him. He was an absolute disaster at a party, didn’t know how to do small talk

Hey, I’ve seen him at parties. He does a pretty good job of schmoosing, even kind of romantic sometimes … for an engineer.

Well, he’s improved a lot, especially since we got into the club. But in those days he was a total social flop. Don’t get me wrong. He’s an outstanding husband and I love how good he’s been with the kids but that year our youngest went off to college and I really needed someone to talk to, to be intimate with, I needed some romance in my life.

Sex?

Oh, we solved that problem in a typical engineer-Cal way. Sex was rather mechanical for us. He tried to please me all the time but he only had about three plans and he does everything by plan. It was by plan until that visit to Chinatown in San Francisco. I bought a deck of cards at a little hole in the wall store. It had fifty-two photos on the cards, each of a different position of making love. That night after dinner in the hotel room, things had wound down. We didn’t watch much TV and Cal wasn’t much for chit-chat so we often played cards or board games for fun. That night I shuffled the deck and dealt him a hand of crazy eights. His eyes lit up when he saw the picture on the up card. I told him that when one of us went out, we were going to try all the cards left in the others hand. He nearly always wins since he understands statistics so well. He left me with four cards and oh did we have a ball trying those positions. Between laughing as we tried to get into position and the fun of trying something… some things… new we had a wonderful time.

From that night on, whenever either of us was feeling randy we’d shuffle the cards and have a ball.

That sounds like fun. We ought to try that at a party. Do you still have the deck?

Yeah but we’ve lost some cards. I’m sure you could find cards like that at a sex shop somewhere.

Well, anyway, Cal and I did have lots of fun in bed but he still was really up tight around other people. Here’s an example. I wanted to dance and he wanted me to have fun so we signed up for lessons. He equated dancing to marching, like he did in the Navy. He was a Corpsman attached to the Marines. He worked at it until he had every move exact. It frustrated me because I just wanted to get out there and move together to the music but he worked himself like a drill sergeant. Well, in the end he turned into an excellent dancer. You’ve danced with him, he’s great. {I nodded earnestly} It was frustrating to work through the learning process but the results are not a little short of fantastic. Anyway, that’s the way he does everything. He won’t do things he doesn’t know how to do but he’s willing to learn and does a great job learning. But he still wasn’t at all romantic. He was so predictable.

Any way, back to Jan and Artie. The pool and the pool house were done but while the pool was curing, Artie started on the fence. Of course, Cal designed it, down to the nth degree. One evening Jan and Artie came over to look at the plans. Jan asked us if she could see our master bedroom. ??? I wondered why. She pointed out the view of their back yard and the pool then hesitated a bit. Artie told us the problem. The city limited fences to six feet high. That’s what Cal designed for them. He pointed out that if the fence were only six feet high, we’d still be able to see into much of their yard. “And?” I asked.

Jan spoke up. You see, we’re nudists and will be doing a lot of skinny dipping. We expect to invite our nudist friends over from time to time. Would it bother you if you were to see us out there nude? She paused a bit then Artie piped up. We could ask for a variance for an eight foot section there by your window but that could take months and it might make you feel closed in. Cal shrugged. “Doesn’t bother me. How about you, Sylvia?” I didn’t think much about it before I said “Sure, no problem, I guess.”

Jan said that if it bothered us we could just pull the blind. “Besides.” She laughed, “You may want to join us.” I laughed with her but not with much conviction. We’d known them for about three months but never suspected that they were perverts. That’s kind of how I looked at it at that time.

They put the fence up… six feet only… and we saw them out there the next day, naked as the day they were born. We kind of got used to it. It was fascinating to watch them cavorting about. That evening they invited us over for dinner and a swim in the new pool. Laughing, Jan said we could wear suits. We came through the gate to see Artie wearing only an apron, grilling the steaks and Jan setting the table wearing… nothing at all. The first night we wore our suits but the next time we skinny dipped with them. Damn. Skinny dipping is fun. It’s kind of naughty and sexy to be around them, all naked.

The next couple of months were kind of rough. Cal was working long hours and didn’t have much energy after a long day in the field. He made several two to four day trips down to Cape Canaveral and I was feeling very lonely. I had sold my business and was just working there a few hours a week to help the new owners cope so I was at loose ends with too much time and too little to do. Both Artie and Jan were retired so they had lots of time too. I began spending more and more time with them. I confided that I really needed a lot more romance than I was getting from Cal. Both of them were very supportive and I began to lean on both of them for emotional support.

One evening Jan came over to tell me about a party they were having. She invited me but told me that I’d probably want to leave at about 9:00. She said that after dinner it might get a bit raunchy for me. Not having the foggiest idea what she meant, I just nodded and said OK.

It was a great evening. We skinny dipped, shot some naked pool, talked, and even danced a bit. It was a kind of a heady experience dancing nude with someone other than my husband. I limit myself to one drink per night but that evening I went a bit over my limit and was having fun with all the new friends. The fast music was easy but I discovered that the slow dancing put ideas into my head, holding each other together closely, naked. With Cal gone so much and so tired, I wasn’t getting any and was feeling horny. After a particularly exciting dance I went into the rec room to get a soft drink. There on the sofa a dark haired woman was giving Artie a blow job. I must have turned red all over I felt so flushed and embarrassed…. But also just a bit titillated.

Jan came up behind me at that moment and touched my shoulder. I jumped. It was as if I was doing something naughty and my mother caught me. She told me that the raunchy stuff had started and that I might want to leave. I asked if anyone were going to attack me. She laughed. “No you are safer here than in church. Nobody is going to do anything you don’t want to do.”

The reference to church was that a long time member of our church had just been arrested for rape.

She explained the club to me and asked if I’d like to see what happens at their parties. Gee. I can’t really explain how I felt. I felt like screaming and running away but at the same time I was fascinated by the fact that these people could have sex in public, with other people’s spouses. I still had a kind of a buzz on so I suppose my reactions were a bit dulled. I didn’t scream and run away but I still felt the conflict between that feeling and a fascination with the idea. I let her lead me through the house. Two couples were having sex on their king size bed. I saw all manner of oral sex and several couples were having intercourse out on the lawn. Once it started, it did get very raunchy. When one of the fellows took my hand and asked if I’d like to get together, I politely declined and almost ran back home.

In our bedroom I watched in fascination the action next door as I worked through the conflicts in my mind. I couldn’t pull myself away from the window. I really needed Cal at that moment so I called him and we had a two hour talk about it all. You know Cal. I had to describe everything I was seeing. The phone sex and the sex through the window… along with playing with myself… brought myself to two incredibly vocal orgasms. Even Cal got himself off while we talked. Freaked out isn’t exactly how I felt, more like overwhelmed by information I couldn’t process.

The next day Sal called and asked me to come over for a talk and a dip. By the time we’d gone over it four times I was starting to come down almost to normal. Artie came into the patio from the garage and casually proceeded to undress. Things were quite a bit different that day, though. I couldn’t get out of my mind that image of him getting a blow job from someone other than his wife. I kind of stared at his genitals for a while as the thoughts raced through my mind. His was the first circumcised cock I’d seen. It dangles very low as does his ball sack. I kept visualizing it erect and in someone’s mouth. I’m not sure what we talked about after he joined us but I remember that I was flushing red from my boobs all the way to my face and my nipples were poking out as far as they ever have. With Artie there, we went over things a fifth time as my mind got even more confused.

I couldn’t help but see Artie get hard as he sat with his arms around Jan. Actually, I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I just about came unglued when he started playing with Jan’s bare tits. Something deep inside me was gnawing at me, wanting Cal very badly, too embarrassed to say anything but too fascinated to run away. When she took his hardening cock into her hand I almost lost it.

Just then, Jan asked if I’d discussed last night with Cal. I could only nod. “Did it turn him on?” She asked. I nodded quickly. “Did it turn you on?” I nodded again. After a few moments of playing Jan asked: “We really need to get it on and we’d love to have an audience. Do you mind?” I was riveted to the chair. All I could do was to nod as they began to kiss and play in earnest. I could feel that special feeling deep inside me that told me I was getting wet, really wet. My fingers confirmed it and they didn’t want to leave my pussy. Jan climbed into Artie’s lap and I watched in fascination as she slid herself onto him slowly. I should have run away but I didn’t. I looked and I touched myself brazenly. What had gotten into me? I wondered. They swayed and kissed and fondled as I became more and more fascinated, more involved in what they were doing, more involved in what I was doing to myself. Jan came with a massive shudder and scream but they kept on screwing. She was kind of limp so he did most of the work. They kept humping until he came deep inside her. I was so involved I couldn’t believe it. He relaxed and she went down on her knees and took his sloppy cock into her mouth. That did it. I came and came and came. What an orgasm it was. Somehow I felt very close to them, as if they had given it to me… in fact, they did.

We were quiet for some time afterwards, enjoying the afterglow. Then we talked and talked and talked about all our feelings. We went out to dinner that evening and they came over to my place where they made love to each other again in our living room. Actually, I have to say that we made love even though neither of them touched me. Watching them undress each other was particularly exciting. I got Artie to undo the front bra hooks for me. Actually, I could have done it easily but it was incredibly exciting for him to do it. Damn I was horny. Where is Cal when I need him?

When the evening was over our naked group hug lasted a lot longer than it had ever before. I felt a deep empty feeling inside when they left. I tried calling Cal but he didn’t come back to the apartment until after 10. This time it was a three hour call. Oh did I ever need him.

I picked Cal up at the airport two days later, to his surprise I drove the camper and nearly raped him as soon as we got there. I’d never needed him like I needed him that day. That camper must have been rocking as he pounded into me with my feet above his shoulders. It felt so wonderful having him inside me after all my desires and thoughts and dreams. Nothing existed but his cock in my pussy and our lips together. Everyone in the parking lot must have heard me scream when he made me cum. It was utter total abandon. I recovered sooner than he did so I had to eat him until he got hard again. He tasted so damned good, having just pulled out of my wet pussy. He got his licks in too until I got him hard and back into my pussy. It seemed that we fucked for two hours as he brought me to… I don’t know, several orgasms. Finally, he came inside me and we both collapsed, exhausted.

The next thing I knew, Cal was waking me up. We were inside our garage. I’d slept the whole way home. He’d even had time to bring his bags into the house. Ever efficient Cal. I didn’t bother getting dressed. A few hours later Artie and Jan were at our patio sliding door with a platter of cheese and crackers and a bottle of wine. After a nice long group hug Cal decided not to be the only one with clothes on and stripped. We sat back down to talk and nibble. Jan leaned down at one point and noticed that the towel I was sitting on was soaked from our juices. She raised her eyebrows and asked if we’d had a good homecoming. After all the talking we’d done together while Cal was gone I had no reservations at all, I began gushing about our sexual escapades in the camper at the airport. Cal warmed up to the conversation eventually and threw in a few observations himself. Somehow it seemed the most natural thing in the world to talk to them about our most intimate moments. We talked and talked far into the night about what had been happening since the party. I guess I wasn’t surprised when Cal didn’t seem the slightest bit jealous. He seemed almost as interested as I was in what Jan and Artie told us about their club activities, having sex with all kinds of different people. To wrap up the night Artie and Jan made love in front of us on the floor. Cal and I got the itch too and did it on the couch in front of them. Somehow, being an audience then having an audience added a whole new dimension to our lovemaking. Cal and I were ecstatic talking about our new experience after they left. Of course, talking about it got us together again.

The next day when Artie and Cal went out to the lumber yard to get materials for our hot tub gazebo, Jan and I explored what might happen in the future. She called her doctor and made an appointment for Cal and me to get tested for VD. Who knew what might happen. We needed to be ready for whatever it was. Somehow I really knew where we were going. Again, I was torn between terror and fascination.

Two days later we initiated our new hot tub by another side by side lovemaking session. We kind of got used to seeing each other having sex. It was easy to see, too, that all four of us were getting more and more interested in finding out up close and personal what the other spouse was like. Our group hugs were getting progressively more erotic. Both Cal and Artie enjoyed fondling both our breasts and I got to hold Artie’s cock a couple of times. We each kissed the other spouses with increasing gusto. Cal and I weren’t actively pushing the situation, at least we didn’t think we were, but things just seemed to be moving along.

The following Saturday they had scheduled another pool party. Since our house sits on a little hill, kind of overlooking the rest of the neighborhood, nobody else’s house overlooks our place. We decided to leave the gate between our houses open e so everyone could use our new hot tub. Jan made it very clear that since we hadn’t yet been cleared for VD that we would not be approached by anyone for sex. She paused a moment then added that a little playing would be OK though.

Oh what a party. We saw coupling in every imaginable permutation…. And some I’d never even imagined. As the sex started to happen, we were dancing with lots of people. The women seemed to love dancing with Cal and I was really enjoying my dance partners up close and personal too. I was dancing with a fellow named Gene while Cal danced with Jan. She interrupted our dance and held up Cal’s raging hard-on. “You need to take care of this.” She giggled. “I’ve got him ready for you.” Well, I was ready for him too so we hugged and kissed then plopped down on a futon and began to fuck. I didn’t need a whole lot of foreplay but Cal took his time and truly did a number on me, nibbling everywhere, kissing and caressing. Finally I got him to stop playing and to get it in me. He fucked me doggy style for a while then flipped me over did me missionary style. At one point I opened my eyes and saw several people watching us. That immediately boosted my feelings and I came like you wouldn’t believe, milking Cal’s penis with my pussy muscles. The feeling was of complete abandon, lost in the act, shivering from the intensity of what was happening. The additional factor of having an appreciative audience kicked me into overdrive as feelings zipped through me from toes to ends of hair and back again. When I climaxed again it was to feeling Cal shoot his cum into me, shuddering massively and groaning. Well, I shuddered my own shudders and groaned too. The audience helped but when I came I wasn’t aware of anything beyond my cum. Hmmmmm I still shudder when I think of it.

A little later we brought out our cards and played a game. We handed each woman a heart and a club to each man. Then we did a change partner dance, switching until we found our deckmate, the one with our number. Then one by one Jan called the numbers and had the couple demonstrate the two positions on their cards. The dancing was fun and the anticipation was even funner. I was paired with a tall black man but was kind of disappointed after dancing with him and some fondling when I had to switch to Cal because we hadn’t been cleared yet. It was an interesting psychological trick. Since we weren’t cleared, we didn’t have to worry about crossing the sharing line so we felt safe. On the other hand, not being able to share made us want what we couldn’t have. It was good preparation for what was to come. Anyway, Cal and I demonstrated him standing with my legs wrapped around his hips, then me sitting in his lap facing away from him with his hands on my boobs. Still fun but the forbidden fruit beckoned to us.

As I said, it was a great party that left us wanting more. I was really into it and since Cal doesn’t have a jealous bone in his body, he was getting ready too. His only concern was with how I would react. I do love him.

Artie and Jan and a couple of other couples shared some of what we called “audience sex” with us. Not all the time but just enough to keep us flying high. One day Jan called on the phone. “Do you two have some free time right now?” I said yes. “Well, why don’t you get naked and come over. We’ve got a surprise for you.” What the hell, I thought. Why not? I pulled Cal away from his superconductivity book and told him to undress me. I was thinking that if we took up Jan and Artie’s nudism we wouldn’t have to bother with this all the time. We undressed each other and shared some making out for a while. Just to tease him I waited until he was erect before I told him that we were going next door. He just raised his eyebrows and said OK.

Jan had their table set with a decorated cake and Artie was uncorking a large bottle of Pinot Noir. Cal asked what the celebration was all about. Artie just poured our wine and we toasted our friendship. Jan added another toast that no matter what happened our friendship would never founder. Well, OK. I thought. What’s this all about? Jan went to the sideboard and picked up an envelope. From it she took two yellow cards and handed one to each of us. “Your negs.” She smiled. “You are free of VD and free to join into the club’s activities as you like.” She added after a pause: “All of the activities.” Cal and I were a little disoriented. Artie poured more wine. A toast. To the FMC, to free, open, and enjoyable sex.” He took me by the hand while Jan went to Cal. He asked me: “May I have the pleasure of your company?” I looked at Cal. We’d talked about this moment… a lot… and had agreed to go ahead when it came. He nodded, I nodded, then we each turned to the other spouse and nodded to them.

Artie took me into his arms and we kissed. We kissed lightly, tentatively at first but we quickly were pulling together and rubbing our bodies together. So far, this is nothing we haven’t done before but for the first time it was just the beginning, not the end of it. His hands on my boobs felt very good then his hands on my butt felt good too. His hardening cock pressing against me felt even better. I’d been wanting and dreading this moment Would I like it? Would I get jealous of Jan when she screwed Cal? Would Cal…? No, Cal just isn’t the jealous type. Besides, we’d agreed to it and we’d agreed that if we didn’t like it we’d stop. But I didn’t want to stop. From the moment I’d seen Artie get that blow job I’d wanted his cock. All kinds of strange ideas flitted through my mind as we proceeded to kiss and fondle, making out like teenagers. I’d held his cock before, even once when it was erect but when I reached down and felt it now it was different. I was going to have his cock. He was going to have my pussy. We were about to fuck. I was going to fuck the second cock I’d ever had. My head was swimming. Was it the wine? No it was something else… Love? No, not like I loved Cal but it was something like that…. And lust….. and desire…. And need. He was sweeping me away. Before I knew what was happening I was climbing onto a futon. I looked over at Cal and Jan, that they were kissing and fondling gave me no jealousy at all. It was hot to see them together, not scary. Artie’s hands were all over me, his lips kissed my lips then he kissed his way down to my pussy. His kisses on my nipples felt so good, his fingers on my nipples felt so good. Then his lips on my pussy felt even better. I grabbed his cock and brought it to my mouth. So that’s what a circumcised cock tastes like. Kind of bland…. No, now I can taste some precum, different from Cal’s. Oh my gosh what a rush. Suddenly everything turned red and all my tension left in a sudden rush and shudders you wouldn’t believe.

Did it satisfy me? No, not at all, I wanted more. I wanted that cock inside me, my second cock, my new cock. How would it feel? I soon found out. My mind wasn’t working completely well, I couldn’t think, I could only feel. There it goes, into me just a little. Another rush takes my breath away. He’s in further, now all the way and I can feel his mound pressing against my sensitive clit. He feels so different from Cal. He isn’t longer, just different. He touches places Cal doesn’t touch. My feelings rise, we kiss, we fondle, my boobs feel so good in his hand, my pussy feels so good around this new cock, my new cock. I love it I feel so high, I can’t help but shudder and shudder and feel that burning thing inside me shooting from my eyes to my boobs to my toes to my ears. I’m rising and rising as I feel him inside me doing such wonderful things to me. From far off I hear a voice saying yessssssss, do me, fuck me. Is it Jan, no Jan doesn’t exist. It’s my voice and it turns into a growl then a scream as all those red hot feelings concentrate around his cock deep inside me and something releases. I pulse inside and shudder outside as I scream and revel in the excitement as it flows from me, from him. It’s like a roller coaster, pulling my stomach into my throat, the release is on me and I can’t control anything as I descend and descend, pulsing and shuddering into oblivion.

Slowly, softly, I bottom out and begin to do more than just feel. Artie is still pumping inside me and I become aware of more than just his cock and lips. Compulsively I pulse my pussy muscles. Maybe I do it on purpose, maybe it’s automatic, but either way it triggers Artie to begin to moan and shove against me, into me, shooting his sweet fluids into my pussy, filling me with his essence. I have another peak feeling. An orgasm? Probably, but a mild one a delightful one, a soft one that I just enjoy, floating just a little as I share Artie’s orgasm, his shudders, his thrusts, his groans. I love it. This is new, a new feeling, a different feeling. Slowly I begin to remember Cal. This is different than with Cal. Him I know thoroughly, I know his every button and he knows mine. But this is so different, the discovery, the uniqueness, the difference is amazing. Slowly I’m not just thinking of Cal, I’m feeling of him if that makes sense. I know that I love him very much to give this to me. I hope he gets half as much from Jan. Oh yes, Jan. I’d forgotten about her. I fall back into a kind of a never never land not thinking about anything, just enjoying how good I feel.

A voice, no a scream. It’s Jan. Is Jan here? Oh yes, I remember, Cal’s fucking her. I open my eyes and see her riding Cal, Cal’s hands on her boobs. She has her head back as far as it can go and her mouth is wide open in a scream. Oh, I hear Cal tool He’s moaning softly. His face is so relaxed, he looks so satisfied. I think to remember a little later when I have the energy, I have to tell him how much I love him. As I become more aware of the world I note that something is still in my pussy. It’s Artie’s cock. It doesn’t fill me, it just lets me know there’s something there. It f eels good. I’ll be empty without it. Can I keep it in me? I wonder. I drift off again.

After, I don’t know, maybe a few minutes or a few hours Jan handed me a moist warm hand towel for me to clean up a bit. We spent a full hour in the hot tub, talking and talking about what happened and what was going to happen. Artie and Cal traded back and forth eating us alternately as we sat on the edge of the hot tub. When Artie got Jan off I couldn’t help cumming right afterwards with Cal. Then Jan and I got our men hard again using our mouths and hands, exchanging spouses several times. It was getting cold outside so we ran into our bedroom and fucked for over an hour and the next morning we got to fuck our own spouses just to finish things up.

“Sooooo.. that was our introduction to the club. What do you think?”

“You remembered all that? All the detail?”

“Just like it was yesterday.” Syl grinned from ear to ear.

“It sounds like Artie and Jan did a good job of seducing you.”

Syl nodded. “Yeah, they had it all planned out with all the contingencies covered. Jan’s a planner, just like Cal. We fell for it hook line and sinker and we’ve never looked back.”