The Next Door Couple

And then, her thoughts returned to her young husband… her husband whom she loved more than life itself. How could she feel more from Sara’s tongue, than from her own husband’s? What had happened to her? It must be the forbidden depravity of the lesbianic act that had turned her on to an all time high!

Suddenly, Joan was inundated with shame, and conscience-stricken with uncertainty… was this really liberation? Was this what the younger generation was talking about? Well she didn’t know… she wasn’t sure that was what she wanted. She wasn’t even sure that it was liberation, to enjoy lesbian love… enjoy the flesh of another woman! What would she do if the scene was changed… if she were making the advances instead of her aunt? Could she put her own tongue against another woman’s vagina? Could she lick another woman’s cunt? Oh God, she shuddered, I’m more confused than ever. I just don’t know. John and I have to talk about this… soon.

CHAPTER FIVE

The next four days passed rapidly, and it was with a mixture of relief and regret that John and Joan waved good-bye to Aunt Sara as a taxi took her to the airport. A few minutes later, seated at the dining room table, they thoughtfully sipped their coffee, feeling a certain uneasiness at finally being left alone together.

“It’s been a busy week. I hardly know what to say,” John said, his eyebrows wrinkled in disbelief.

“I know. If someone had told me last week, that this would happen, I would’ve thought they were sick,” Joan answered, staring into her husband’s handsome face, searching for answers to questions she couldn’t even put into words.

John took her hand in his and said, “sweetheart, you know I still love you. I don’t pretend to understand why I responded to Sara the wild way I did, but it hasn’t changed my feeling for you at all.”

“Yes, John, I know… because I feel the same way… I just don’t know what happened to me,” she sighed, and then smiling, she suddenly laughed, “I only know you really dug the two of us together and when we thought we were “sexually liberated” we were only kindergartners in the business of sex.”

“Especially if we listen to Aunt Sara,” John grinned, and then added, “Me, I say enjoy it… I think you like lesbian love better than male love… even mine.”

“Did you really? How did you like it when I was sucking your penis while Sara was sitting on your face last night? I suppose that wasn’t you I heard carrying on like a maniac.” The young wife questioned, remembering that John had also fucked her at the same time he nibbled and sucked at her aunt’s pussy. She could still see Sara’s nakedly thrusting hips, slamming her vagina up and down against her husband’s tongue. John had satisfied both of them at the same time, and then they had reversed positions… Sara sucking John’s long hard cock while he licked at his wife’s pulsating cunt.

“Oh shit, baby, that was really something. Wow, we were almost nuts… I came so many times I was beginning to think my brains were going to start pouring out of my cock.” They were still laughing hilariously together when Laurie came in from next door, “What the hell’s so funny?”

“Oh, hi, Laurie,” Joan choked. “A private joke, honey.”

“Wowee, John whistled as he stared at the skintight short-shorts that their young neighbor was wearing. He could see her vaginal slit indented with the fabric over the sensual swell of her pussy mound, and was sure if he looked hard enough he could see a red fringe of pussy curls sticking out of the tight legband. “Man, you’re really a knock-out, Laurie.”

“Aw, come on, John, I can’t hold a candle to Joan.”

“Well, if I didn’t have her, I’d be in your pants before you could get away,” John teased but his cock stirred restlessly at the thought of what the petite redhead’s tight little cunt might feel like as it enclosed his penis in a soft warm clasp of love.

“Shit, I wish Bill was more like you,” Laurie said angrily. “He doesn’t even see me.”

Joan stared at her husband leering at her young friend and a sudden thought came to mind. Wonder what the Kents would think of swapping? John obviously would like to try Laurie out, and I could help my friend out at the same time. Help her solve her sexual problems! I wonder what Bill would be like in bed? His wife says he’s strait-laced and a prude. Maybe it would be fun to make a depraved man out of him, turn him into a sex-maniac who just can’t get enough!

She sniggered low in her throat, unaware of actually doing it, and was surprised when she heard John ask,

“What the hell you laughing about?”

“Oh… nothing… nothing…” she said blushing. “Just have a dirty mind, I guess.”

“Well, I gotta run,” the redheaded girl sighed. Just wanted to see if you want to go swimming later. I have to go meet Bill for lunch now. Oh joy!”

“Sure we’ll go swimming, honey, but don’t be so mean,” Joan reprimanded her. “You have to be patient. A year of marriage isn’t enough time to adjust to each other.”

“Balls,” Laurie spat. “My husband won’t change in twenty years. Bye.” She slammed out of the house, and ran across the grass to her little red Datsun parked in the driveway.

Joan’s eyes followed her petite little figure through the dining room window. She had a serious expression on her face when she turned to her husband and said, “I wonder about Laurie and Bill.”

“What about them, sweet?”

“Would you like to have a party with them? A swinging party? Or are you satisfied to give up our quest for ‘liberation’.”

“Wow, I hadn’t thought of it.” He scratched his head thoughtfully, and grinned, “I bet that’s one hot little unsatisfied little pussy.”

“Do you think we should try?” Joan asked, thinking of the disgrace it would bring them if the young couple wanted no part of their activity. “We’d have to be very sure, before we made any suggestions to them.”

“I have an idea Laurie would jump at the chance. But what about Bill? He seems pretty straight to me,” John said, his mind already devouring the ripe little body of the wife next door. “Of course, you can turn any male on… even Bill Kent.”

“He could be pretty tough, even for me,” she smiled, knowing that John was teasing her. “But, I’ll give it a try, if you want me to.”

“We’ve gone this far and it hasn’t hurt our relationship.” He paused, then nodded, “Okay, let’s see what happens.” John was as unsure about their recent activities as Joan was, and there were times when he was outright frightened… scared half to death at the thought of losing his lovely blonde wife. He’d loved her far too long to give her up now.

Suddenly, Joan got up and went around the table. She stood beside her husband, then – smiling almost sadly – leaned down and hugged him to her. A moment later she was kissing him passionately, clinging to him as if she were afraid of the dark. Lifting her face to the top of his head, she kissed the dark curling hair and whispered, “I love you so much, darling.”

John felt her trembling body pressed into his chest and he put his arm around her waist and nuzzled her dress-covered breast. “You’re not afraid, are you, sweet?”

“I don’t know! All I’m sure of is that I don’t want anything to happen to our happiness.”

“And neither do I. But, we’re too close for something like this to change things between us,” he soothed. “After all, it’s only an experiment.”

“I guess I’m just being silly,” Joan sat down in the chair beside him. She sighed deeply, then arched her eyebrows, “Okay, when shall we do it?”

“Let’s be very casual about it,” he became thoughtful. “Let’s invite them to dinner tomorrow night, and then I’ll feel little miss Laurie out first. I’ll give you the go ahead if I have her cooperation.”

“That sounds good. If she doesn’t want any part of it, we might as well forget it.”

“I think we should pour some booze down them, then give them wine at dinner… and then Cognac afterwards. That ought to set them up enough.”

Joan had to giggle, they were planning a swap party just as though it was a business deal. “You’re wonderful, darling,” she added.