The New Old Neighbor

I am not a writer. This is just an old man writing down a few things from my life. Standard disclaimers apply.

OUCH! Damit that hurt I screamed as I rubbed my busted knuckles. This old Thunderbird is going to be the death of me. Why I decided I needed it is beyond me. Well, this is a perfect time for a beer break. I grabbed a cold one out of the fridge and had a seat on the porch of my shop. As I was enjoying the sunshine I could hear what sounded like a bush hog running deeper in the nearby property. It was no sooner than I noticed the machine noise that I heard a loud WHAM and the machine tractor type noise stopped immediately. I thought to myself well that sounded expensive and continued my beer break.

I was almost done with my beer when I heard what I guessed was a truck straining to perform some task. Whomever was operating it was giving it hell. The noises fell silent and my curiosity was now peaked. What in the world was going on next door? I got in my side by side Mule and drove to the end of my property where it sounded closest to me. Sure as shit there was someone working on a tractor that was almost tipped over. Ok this is bad and I took it upon myself to go offer assistance. I opened the gate and drove over to where the action was.

It had rained a few days ago and the ground was still a bit slick. It appeared the tractor had slid down a slope while bush hogging and the hog had run over a large stump. That Stump hitting the implement was the loud bang I heard. I could mentally see all the damage. This was going to be ugly and expensive.

I announced my arrival and I saw a head pop up over the back of the pickup truck chained to the tractor. He nodded and as I asked if I could help and that I was the next door neighbor. We both stopped and just looked at each other. Art? I asked as I eyed him curiously. Chet he said as he looked at me with the same cautiousness. I nodded and we both started laughing. Damn Art did you buy this shithole? You got a lot of work cut out for you if you did. He just nodded solemnly and said yeah. Man I had no idea you had built out here. I said yeah we built out here about 10 years ago. You and yours move in that old house on the hill yet? He bowed his head, it's just me these days. Wife never wanted kids and eventually didn't want me. Divorced me and ran off to California. I was fuck that sucks and not the fun one. We both laughed at that. OK Art so let's get this mess untangled and we can drink a beer and catch up later. Hell yeah was his only answer.

2 hours, several cuss words and busted knuckles later we had the tractor in my shop and repaired. My wife had come out to see what all the fuss was and I introduced her to Art Donelle. They exchanged pleasantries and she returned to the house beside my shop. We broke out the beers and caught up more than was possible working on the repairs.

Geez Art how long had it been? 30 years? Art nodded yeah at least. Crazy huh? Last time we saw each other was at the milk barn wasn't it? I laughed hard and coughed a bit yeah I suppose so. I asked if he had heard that Paul passed away from a drug overdose and he sadly nodded yeah. That crazy fucker was headed to disaster no matter what I think. That whole family had bad karma. We got to a stopping point and I asked Art if he wanted to have supper with us and acted like he didn't want to put anyone out, I interjected nope won't hear of it. You are coming to dinner. He grinned and said do I need to bring spices? I know you white people can't season shit! We both laughed and he got on his tractor after we exchanged numbers and he left.

I went into the house and told Janie we would have company for supper. I explained the situation and she started scrambling around trying to make the place presentable. I cleaned up the shop, went in to shower. I got myself presentable and walked into the kitchen to smell Chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans and corn with cornbread. MM MM MM. As Janie put the food to simmer until Art got there, she looked at me hard and asked. Honey, is this the same Art from your childhood? The same Art that you milked cows with that summer? I said yup 30 some odd years ago. She asked are you ok with that kind of past with someone being here? I looked at her funny and said the important question is, are YOU ok with this? I mean it was almost 40 years ago that we had sex. It was just 3 guys goofing off one summer blowing off steam. Janie nodded an ok and went back about her kitchen activities. I saw Art riding up the drive in his ole pickup. I met him at the door and walked him in.

We had a great supper. Art even aggravated Janie a bit about cooking pretty good for a white woman.

This got everyone going pretty good. Janie's wine and our beers were flowing well and it was a really nice time catching up with him and letting my wife pepper him with 50 questions every 5 minutes. What surprised me was when Janie asked Art if he missed working on the Harrison farm milking cows. Art cut me a look and I added she knows. I keep no secrets from her. Art paled a bit. Then accepted it. He just grinned and said no Janie I don't miss milking.... cows. Grinning at us. We all laughed at the innuendo. Janie just smirked.

Well it was getting later and Janie was getting a little too drunk for my tastes and there was no telling what she might say so I suggested an end to the evening and she wasn't having it. Nonsense! The night is still very early! I still have to finish this bottle. I rolled my eyes and Art caught that. He asked if she was ok when she went to the bathroom and I just said yeah but be warned bro, she might say anything when she has had too much to drink. Just don't read too much into it. It's just drunk woman banter. He winked and said right on.

Art went to drain a few beers off in the rest room and I asked Janie what are you up to? She just laughed real loud saying nothing oh nothing honey. Art came out and he said he needed to leave as he had a big day tomorrow. Janie pouted saying seriously? awe that's too bad. Oh well, we should get together next Friday! It's a holiday Monday so it's a 3-day weekend. We all kinda nodded an agreement as we walked to my front door. Art shook my hand and half hugged me saying he had a nice time and the food was great. He acknowledged that he had not had a home cooked meal in some time and he appreciated it so very much. Janie stepped up to him and stood on her toes as she wrapped him up in an intimate hug and kissed his lips. She said you are welcome here any time and we are definitely getting together next weekend for steaks. Chet is grilling and he knows how to handle meat. That exchange was not lost on anyone and Art just looked at me as I shrugged, Art chuckled and walked out the door.

I helped clean up and Janie continued to polish off her wine bottle. She was in rare form. I asked her what's gotten into you? She just grinned a shit eating grin and said well it's not being stuffed with a white and a black cock! I was hoping for that! I just shook my head at her. You are drunk and incorrigible. She cackled all the way to the bathroom dropping clothes the whole way. I picked up her discarded clothes as I went and met her in the bathroom. She was naked and starting the shower, bouncing around dancing to music playing on her phone.

At 59 my wife still looked great. I loved her unconditionally. She was my world. I noticed that she had gotten the suction dildos from the toy box and stuck them to the walls of the shower. Ok I guess I should have known this was going to happen after her comments in the kitchen about 2 cocks. We had experimented some with swinging many years ago. As what usually happens with that sort of thing, drama happens. It was fun but people just seem to get weird sometimes and things go sideways.

I guess Janie was feeling like we could do something with Art. I have no idea what she was thinking actually and I would have to wait until she sobered up to find out. In the mean time I was going to have some fun with her and see where drunk Janie's mind was at. Since it was just us in the shower together with toys then it might be fun to see where it all led. As I reached Janie under the spray of the water she grabbed me and kissed me deeply. We groped and fondled each other like there was no tomorrow. I enjoyed this foreplay with her. She can be so passionate at times. She was soaking wet inside and outside as we kissed and rubbed on one another. We were getting primed and ready to fuck!

I was behind her groping her breasts as I rubbed my hard cock in the crack of her ass. She was facing the dildo stuck to the shower wall. I pressed her closer to it and whispered in her ear suck his cock while I fuck you. She moaned loudly as she opened her mouth to accept the rubber cock. I eased my cock into her drenched opening. I pressed hard forcing her mouth deeper on the large fake dick. I could see her neck bulge as she took it as deep as she could, almost gagging. Since she was drunk she could take it much deeper than normal. I reached around and played with her clit and I pounded her pussy. She was meeting my thrusts and really moaning loudly now. I picked up speed on her clit and sent her over the top and she came hard. I released her clit and was slowly pumping in and out of her so she could recover.

I was ready for mine and we increased our tempo. Janie's cheek was all the way against the wall beside the dildo and she was looking at me side eyed. She would stick her tongue out and lick the side of the toy as I thrust into her. I leaned over her shoulder as I looked into her eyes and took the toy into my mouth. I let it pump in and out of my mouth as I pumped my wife. She was moaning suck that cock over and over. Finally, she said suck Arts cock baby. Suck that big black dick! I moaned on the toy and dumped my load deep in her pussy. We pumped for some time before we were both drained and ready to get clean and get out. Once we got in bed, we were asleep in minutes.

I woke up the next day in a daze. What had happened last night? What was going on in my wife's head? Fortunately, I did not have to wait long as when my wife awoke she was holding her head and looking at me sheepishly. She had aspirin and water in hand ready to feel miserable all day. I looked at her and laughed. Hungover eh? She didn't acknowledge that comment, just plopped down at the table. I looked at her as I drank my coffee. Even hangover she was beautiful. We fussed and argued some but less than most couples married as long as we were but in my eyes the woman could do no wrong.

So, do you want to talk about it? I asked. She just said I am sorry baby, I got carried away and said some things I probably shouldn't have. I just laughed, well you were drunk and horny. That is a dangerous combo for you. She nodded. She looked at me scared. Do you think Art is mad or disgusted with me!? I said of course not. Art and I go way back. I am sure he didn't think too much of it. He has been alone for a while since his wife left him so it would be wise to not tease him too much. He is just a man and he can only take so much teasing before he will act on it. My wife seemed to ponder that and got up to start her day.

I went out to the shop to finish working on the T Bird and saw a log chain Art left. I texted him a picture of it. He thanked me because he was looking for it. I told him I could run It over there in a few. I finished up a few things on the old Ford and chucked the chain into my truck and headed over. I found him out in his barn beating on the bush hog frame that he bent. I hooked his chain up to the hoist and handed him the other hooked end. He placed it on the implement and I started jacking the hoist. While I was jacking, he looked at me and said he missed working with me. That I just knew what to do next. I didn't need being told what to do. I replied that I had held the flashlight for my dad. He said fleshlight? I laughed no dickhead I said flashlight. You wouldn't know about holding anything for your absentee dad.... We went back and forth like that as we straightened out the frame of the mowing machine. I stood back and said awesome! It's perfectly straight. He looked at me and grinned and said Aint nothing.. perfectly straight.... We both laughed hard at that one. We said our goodbyes and I went back home next door. Next door being almost a mile across the pasture.

I got back to my shop to continue my various projects. I guess it had been several hours and the sun was getting low in the horizon when my wife called me in for supper. I washed up, sat down tired and hungry. We ate without much talk as my gorgeous bride was still nursing the remnants of her hangover. She did ask if Art said anything about her conduct when I returned the chain. I said not a peep and put my dishes in the dishwasher.

The next several days were fairly uneventful. Art had come over briefly for a beer and met a few more neighbors that happened to be at my shop. I was wondering what, if anything would happen Friday when we all would get back together again. Friday came and the wife brought the steaks home from the butcher and said in her seductive voice hey baby here is your meat. I laughed loudly as did Art. We had already consumed several beers as the potatoes baked. We were just waiting for Janie to arrive with the steaks. I seasoned them and tossed them on the grill. My wife came out and she had changed into a nice yellow sundress. My favorite dress of hers. Art noticed and said wow Janie you look great! I agreed loudly and she twirled for our inspection. Art and I shared a glance and just nodded our mutual approval.

We also noticed Janie was carrying a large glass of wine. OH boy here we go again. Art and I were already too deep in the beers and a few shots of bourbon to be much of a moral compass. I could see a flush developing on Janie's chest so I knew things were going to get out of hand fast. I didn't have to wait long. It sure as shit did. Janie had some nice slow music going and she was dancing around us as Art and I talked. Janie would touch Art and I as she floated by on occasion.

I heard the dinger go off signaling the potatoes were done. Janie announced that were her cue and she went inside to prepare them. I checked the steaks and they were done perfectly. I grabbed the plate and took them indoors. Art was in front of me and stopped dead in his tracks. I looked past him to see what the holdup was and I saw Janie bent over pulling the tray of potatoes out. It was extremely obvious she was not wearing any underwear. We could see her bald pussy in plain sight. It was beautiful but I am sure I am biased.

I nudged Art saying stop gawking, you will probably see it again later if we play our cards right. He looked somewhat shocked at my remark but went on in the kitchen and found a seat. I placed the steaks on the table and got Art and I fresh beers and placed Janie's bottle of wine on her side of the table. Janie brought the salad and potatoes and we dug in. Our dining room table was glass. It was not lost on Art and I that Janie's dress had ridden up to her crotch.

We were exchanging glances like drunken fools. Well, we were drunken fools. We finished our meals and sat back talking and drinking. The topic of course was turned to sex by Janie. She was smirking when she started talking. Soooo you boys fooled around when you were teenagers huh? Art just nodded and I chuckled, yeah you could say that. Since Neither of us elaborated on it, my wife took the initiative.

Soooo what exactly did yall do together? I looked at my wife. I could tell Art was getting uncomfortable or turned on. I wasn't sure which. I saved Art some distress and answered. You know what we did. I explained it to you several times over the years. She grinned and I knew we were doomed. She was squirming in her seat and the hem of her dress was inching up her hips. Her pussy was in plain view through the glass tabletop. Art asked me she knows everything? I told him once more that yes we have no secrets. He shook his head and chuckled.

I saw that look in his eye that promised trouble. He looked at Janie adjusted himself in his pants and asked her what she wanted to know exactly and where was all this interrogation going? This caught Janie off guard a bit and she seemed to stammer but quickly settled back down. Well boys I was hoping for a little demonstration. A fucking demonstration I blurted out. Seriously honey? She just stared me down. I turned to Art and he was grinning from ear to ear. I said what the fuck are you smiling about dick head? He laughed and said he thought he was about to get his dick sucked. I hit my face with the palm of my hand. Are you fuckers serious right now? Janie quickly jumped in oh yes! Art added I am in if you are ole pal!

I can't believe we are doing this. We aint spring chickens anymore, I said to them. Janie said let's move to the couch and Art and I followed her. When we got to the couch Janie dropped her dress saying let's get more comfortable! Art didn't let the words dry in her mouth before he dropped his shorts and removed his shirt n flip flops. I shrugged and disrobed what I had on and we all sat on the couch with Art in the middle.

There was no surprise who had the bigger cock. Art's cock was a thing of beauty. It was long, I'd guess almost 9 inches and thick. Janie was hypnotized by it. Last time I saw it was decades ago and it looked about the same to me. Janie reached out and grabbed Art's cock low at the base and jacked it up and down some. She looked at me and said oh honey can I ride this later? I nodded and said I think we are past that point now I chuckled.

As she Jacked Art's pole, she looked at me and inclined her head toward it. I knew what she wanted to see. I asked Art if he was ready and he said he was born ready. I leaned down a started licking the crown. I was suddenly transported to my youth where I had first done this with Art. I took a 5 $ bet and that was the beginning of a fun summer. I slowly sank further and further down his fat cock enjoying the sensations and sense of control I had over him. I think that's what I enjoy most about oral sex in general. I love doing it because I like showing how much I care but I also love the sense of control I have over someone's pleasure. I can take them to the edge and hold them there or just torture them until I deem they are worthy of release.

This was not the case. Janie wanted to see me suck this black cock and that's what I was going to do. I was going to put on a show for her. I looked up at my wife and sank down until my lips were in his pubes. I deep throated him just like I had when we were younger. It took practice back then and I was proud of my skills even though I never got to use them.

I still seemed to remember what Art liked so I massaged his balls and swallowed when I bottomed out on his tool. Janie was going nuts watching me. Cheering me on. Eyes wide every time I took his cock to the root. I could tell Art was getting close. He started to tremble and I could tell he was trying to hold back. Not on my watch buddy! I picked up speed fucking my face down on his dick. He tried to warn me but he knew I didn't care. He grabbed my head and when he did he had trapped one of Janie's hands as well and they both held my head as Art emptied his heavy black balls into my throat. I didn't even taste it since he was so deep. It all went straight to my stomach. Once he stopped convulsing in my mouth, I pulled off and was met by Janie's mouth on mine. We kissed deeply and she was searching for Arts cum. Finding none she leaned back and none for me? I laughed and said yall held me down and it all went straight down the tube. We all chuckled and my wife slid down to the floor between us. Art had wilted some and I was still somewhat soft. Janie began to jack us off and swap back and forth sucking us.

It was crazy watching Janie mouthing a black cock. The contrast of color made it more erotic I think. She must have been hitting all of Arts sweet spots as he started to rise to the occasion again. I was almost hard. It is tough getting older. Everything takes more time hah. I asked Janie to move back and get on all fours. I moved to her mouth and motioned to Art to take her from behind. I knew from experience he liked doggy style. I waited until Art was in position and watched Janie's face as he slowly penetrated her.

The first few inches where wonderful for her. It was about the halfway mark where I watched her eyes start to widen. I told Art to slow up and he did. He gave her almost a minute for her pussy to acclimate to his large pole. She raised her head and nodded then I told Art give her some more. We were working on her like she was a piece of farm equipment. Push, Pull, More, less, Harder. All the commands you would hear on the job. It was almost comical. After 5 minutes Art was finally sunk balls deep into Janie. She was breathing in short gasps. I knew she felt full. She looked up at me and said ok boys. FUCK ME!

So we did. Art began sawing in and out of her stretched pussy and I sawed my cock in and out of her mouth. Art and I work well together. We played Janie's body like a fine instrument. She screamed and moaned for almost 30 minutes. We lost track of how many times she came. It wasn't a competition. This was just pure lusty fun.

We separated from her and Art returned to the couch. I helped Janie up to his lap and straddle him. Janie eased up and I reached under, grabbed Arts hard on and guided it to her well fucked pussy. She slid down on it without too much fanfare. She held still laying on his chest. I stepped up on the couch and presented my cock between them.

Art swallowed it whole and bobbed a few times. Janie would do the same then they kissed around my cock with their lips and tongues meeting often. They shared a few lustful kisses but mainly concentrated on my cock as Janie rode him. As with all things, they must end. I was close now and announced my impending orgasm. No one really made a move. I started to grunt and they both captured my cock between their lips and drank what I had to offer. They licked what spilled over off each other's faces. It was amazing to watch. I eased down on the floor and got behind Janie. I watched as Arts tool slid in and out of Janie's battered pussy. It was red and angry. I leaned in and started licking them both. Alternating between Janie's pussy and asshole to Arts balls and shaft as it appeared. This attention didn't take long before it had the desired effect. Janie came again hard. It was a really good one for her.

The pulsing of Janie's pussy sent Art over the edge. His balls rose up and dumped their heavy load in her. She moaned as she felt the heat expanding from her center. Art just relaxed and Janie passed out. I helped Janie off Art and we took her to our bedroom and covered her up.

Art and I walked back into the living room. I handed Art a fresh beer and a wash cloth. we both drank deeply. I said well that just happened. Art chuckled yeah. I tossed the wash cloths into the sink. We went sat nude on the couch and just chilled. We drank another beer each as we recovered. Not much was said for a while. I noticed Arts cock starting to rise again and I pointed at it. Doesn't that thing ever get tired? I mean we aren't kids anymore. He sheepishly said he had taken a blue pill earlier in the day. I shook my head, that's cheating dude but I get it. I probably need to get me a prescription for it. I might not leave the house though hah hah. Art laughed as well but added Janie was great at giving head but bro you are better. Please don't tell her I said that ok? That thing you do when you swallow. I mean wow. I never, I mean never had anyone else that can do that to me. When you did that way back when we were younger, I thought man I need to keep this dude close by. The military changed that. They ran my ass all over the planet. Time gets away from you, ya know? I missed our friendship and the blow job thing too. I nodded, well bro you got the nicest dick I ever sucked, not that I sucked a lot but it is nice and it fits just right if you know what I mean.

Art had begun to stroke his cock and it was almost full mast. I looked at it and asked what are you gonna do with that? He grinned and said I was hoping I could talk you into sucking this big black cock again. You know, like one for the road? I rolled my eyes. Let me go check on Janie first. We wore her out and she was still pretty drunk. He grunted and I went back to check on her. She was snoring blissfully. I woke her and made her take some aspirin and drink some water. I knew she wouldn't really hear me but I told her I was going to blow Art one more time before he left and she giggled and went back to sleep.

I returned to the living room and he was still grinning with a full hard on. He spread his legs and said ok bud, I need some relief! I grabbed a throw pillow off the couch and knelt on it. I wiggled around and got comfortable. Kneeling was rough on these older knees. If this becomes a regular thing, we may have to rethink some things. I got situated and began my task. I grabbed his cock and slowly put it in my mouth. Licking the helmet like I knew he liked. I only took about 3 inches or so getting him nice and wet. I could feel the large vein that went from his base to the head throbbing against my tongue. Sucking a cock was so addictive. The power and control. The release of endorphins. I took some more of his cock onto my mouth and his moans got louder. He placed a hand on the back of my head and went up and down with me.

I knew he wanted deeper but I held back teasing him. I grabbed his balls in one hand while stroking him with the other as I traveled up and down his strong dick. I had my hand wrapped around his dick so he couldn't force it down my throat. I wanted this to last a minute. After several minutes he was getting frustrated and began to beg. Please man please. So I relented and removed my hand and went all the way to his base and held there while I tried to swallow. I felt him flex and I retreated to his helmet and licked around for a sec then once he settled I went down to the root again.

I did this again and again until he could not hold back any longer. He grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me tight against him. I massaged his balls and sucked hard, trying to get it all and make it good for him. He pumped and pumped his load into my mouth. I drank it all down and as he subsided I went to the base again and swallowed one more time to make sure I got it all. He just locked up frozen from sensory overload. I slowly eased him out of my throat then mouth as I knew he would be ultra-sensitive. I stood and went to grab us fresh beers. I came back and handed him one. We both drank a bit and he looked at me and said damn bro, I think you got better with age! I just laughed, flexed a bicep and said yup.

We put the living room back in order and cleaned up the table. We were still nude which didn't seem to bother us. I looked at Art finally and said are we good man? He nodded and said oh yeah of course. I was just wondering like where do we go from here? I mean we are neighbors now. Not like I am going anywhere anytime soon. I shrugged. I dunno Art. Think we need to cut a path between our houses through the woods? I smirked. He laughed. We finally got dressed, high fived and he left. I went to take a shower and crashed as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Time Marches on:

I woke before Janie and went to make coffee and start breakfast. She eventually appeared in the kitchen and sat. I fixed her coffee and presented it to her. She looked at me cautiously and said good morning. I smiled and said good morning, then paused for dramatic effect and asked so is your pussy sore? As I laughed through the question. She nodded saying yes a little. I laughed some more and she shot back is your throat sore? I said nope. I am a professional. She eye rolled and said yeah a pro cock sucker and we both laughed. We ate as we talked though what transpired the previous night and where we were at with all of it. We had been married a long time and this really wasn't a big deal to us. We had a lot of fun with Art. Since he was unattached, we didn't have to worry about any real drama developing with his side of it. We all understood it was just adult fun and releasing pent up energy. Some people wouldn't understand but we didn't care. We spent the rest of the day relaxing and figuring out when we were going to invite Art over again.

Janie thought doing it again the following weekend would be too soon and feel needy. I didn't really care to be honest. I thought to let it just happen naturally. Spontaneity is the spice of life. Something the wife and I have forgotten lately. She did ask me if I wanted any alone time with Art and I said it wasn't something I would pursue. If it happened, it happened. I also acknowledged that she may have opportunity to have fun with Art without me and if she wanted to that it was ok with me. I would however like to know about it. I said I would return that curtesy. We both agreed to that arrangement but also said it was more fun as a group activity.

Watching Janie fuck a big black cock was so much fun. I wasn't a cuck or anything. I won't stand to be humiliated or weird stuff like that. I just enjoy the eroticism of it. Plus, Art was a friend. It was just another activity we could share that was a lil more intimate and stress relieving than just drinking and eating. I had no fear of Janie leaving me for him or anyone else. I knew we loved each other unconditionally.

A few weeks went by and nothing much really happened. We saw Art a few times by the fence and chatted with him. We helped each other with some random tasks like fencing and moving cows. I did have to weld up a tractor engine cover for him that he smashed. When I finished it, I went up to the house to tell Art I was done. I wasn't shocked at what I saw when I entered the kitchen but I was pleasantly surprised.

Art had Janie bent over the kitchen sink banging away at her needy pussy. She turned to look at me and just smiled as Art pummeled her. I went and got a glass from the cupboard right beside them. Art had an intense look on his face and he barely acknowledged me. I got some water from the fridge and sat and watched them copulate from my place at the table. You cannot watch someone having hot sex and not get aroused. My cock was hard as stone watching them. Janie rocked through at least one orgasm as I watched. I knew Art was fast approaching his. Janie pushed him away and quickly spun and kneeled. She took his cock in her mouth and began to suck him furiously. I stood. Walked over and grasped Arts hard cock in my hand and started jacking it off into my wife's mouth as he unloaded his balls. Janie drank every drop. Art side hugged me and said thanks for the assist my man! I nodded and grinned. Janie stood kissed Art then kissed me. She then went back to her knees fishing my cock out of my pants. Art had not left my side yet as we both watched Janie expertly suck my dick. Art observed that she is really a great cocksucker. I said Oh yes! Yes she is! I had one hand on her head and Art had his hand on the other side of her face as she inhaled me. I had all I could stand from her expert manipulations and I dumped my load in her waiting mouth. She stood showing us her prize in her mouth then leaned up and kissed Art. Art kissed her with no regard to my load in her mouth. Then she broke her kiss and kissed me. Our tongues dueled for a moment and then she was gone off to the back of the house.

Art and I looked at each other, nodded and I said that I got your engine cover welded back up dude. Ah! ok cool great! I appreciate it. You sure have a lot of skills Chet. Not just taking dick either! We both chuckled and I told him to get off my lawn. He made slave type gesture and said ok boss man, He grabbed his stuff and skedaddled. Only true friends can talk racial trash talk and not get offended. I don't have many friends, but he is one of the best ones.

Life marched on and we did not see or hear from Art for a few days. He called and asked me to check his mail for him that he had to leave town for a few days for a death in the family. I asked if he needed anything and he chuckled no not right now but I will when I get back home! Innuendo implied. This is going to be very stressful situation and I will tell you all the details when I get back home. I told him sorry for his loss and that we are here for him. I hung up and told Janie the details. She arranged for flowers to be sent and we checked on his house daily. Janie even cleaned and vacuumed. I just fed the cows and the goats. I am glad he doesn't have any pigs.

We were actually at his house when Art arrived back home. Well I was feeding animals and Janie was cleaning up his kitchen. Not that it really needed cleaning. She had already shined the house up a time or two. I walked back up to the house and Art was helping someone out of his truck. I went over to offer some assistance but Art waived me off. He was helping out a younger version of himself. It looked like he had a broken leg, as it was in a cast going from knee to toes. I asked Art who this was and he introduced us. It was Joe his youngest brother. I didn't know any of Arts family as he was always very secretive about it. I respected his privacy and never asked.

Joe didn't even acknowledge my presence. He simply waddled to the house and Janie held the door open. Joe eyed Janie suspiciously. I had a funny vibe about the situation so I nodded my head in the direction of our truck. She got the hint and as she exited the door, she told Art where the mail was and that there were 2 feed bills in there that need attention. He mouthed a thank you and made the phone sign for call later.

Janie and I both wondered what that was all about but shelved it for when our friend could shed some light on it. I looked at her in the truck and I said well I guess that means no to welcome back home sex. We both kind of sad chuckled and went back home to a quiet meal. We did make love that night. It was slow and passionate. It was not the lust fueled raw heated sex we had been having as of late. As fun as that is, it is nice to reconnect and slow down once in a while.

The next day I noticed an amazon package on the front porch. Expecting some Thunderbird parts, I took the package to the shop. Upon opening the package, I quickly ascertained that this delivery was for my bride. It was what I guess to be some type of strap on harness for a dildo. I was intrigued but also wary of where this was going. I took the box and contents in the house in search of Janie and some answers.

I found Janie in the laundry room folding clothes. I held up the harness and she screamed OMG OMG! That was supposed to be a surprise! WHY did you open that!? I shrugged. I was expecting parts baby. Don't be mad that I spoiled your surprise. She took the harness from me and bolted off to the bedroom. I dropped the box on the table and retreated back to the shop. I knew I needed to give her a moment.

She appeared later and started to try and explain that She and Art had conspired together to spit roast me like Art and Paul had so many years ago. She had wanted to spring it on me at some point and that she really wanted to try using the strap on device on Art as well. I accepted her explanation and said well, baby you can still do that. I am not sure what's going on with Art and his younger brother yet. That might throw a kink in your plans and not the fun kink.

I called Art to get some information on what was going on. We exchanged pleasantries and he thanked me for the flowers and taking care of his farm while he was in Florida dealing with his uncle's death from a heart attack. He told me that his younger brother had been in a car wreck and was staying with his uncle. He said there was a lot more to the story but could not talk just now. I was guessing the Joe was nearby. Art said he would stop by in a bit. I told Janie what I knew so far while we waited for Art.

We were out in the shop having a few beers while I tinkered with the Thunderbird. Art showed up about an hour later. He went straight into what was going on. His uncle Brandon had caught Joe fucking Brandon's wife. The ensuing verbal fighting had caused Brandon to have a heart attack and die at the hospital due to complications from open heart surgery. HOLY SHIT what a mind fuck! I said so you volunteered to help Joe despite all that? Art just shrugged. I had to. He is the only real family I have left. Even though he hates me. I have to try and help him. I stuck my foot in my mouth immediately and asked why does he hate you Art?

Art looked at the ground sheepishly. Well Art began. In my misspent youth I talked Joe into doing stuff with me and my sister. Much like what the three of us do now. We went at it like sex starved animals. It was fun but when our sister joined the military and was killed in combat it kind of drove a wedge between us. We never did anything together after she died. It was devastating. Then I got married and Joe wanted into our relationship and I said no. So he said he hated me and never spoke to me until the funeral.

When he had the car wreck, he lost his driving job. He has nobody but me. I have to do this. I know this will put a damper on our activities and I am sorry. Janie and I both rushed him and hugged him. We told him that we were there for him and would help him as best we could. That seemed to put Art as ease. We sat and had a few beers before Art said he needed to get back to Joe to give him some medication.

We hugged again and he was gone.

Janie and I mulled over everything that he shared. Wow was all we could come up with. Art was having sex with his brother and sister when they were younger. Crazy. We kept drinking and were feeling no pain.

When we got into the shower I noticed some toys in the soap cubby. Oh cool, time for fun! We started our ritual of getting clean and started kissing. Janie grabbed a toy and stuck it to the wall behind her at pussy level. We kissed more and our hands explored each other in familiar fashion. Janie Backed up to the toy on the wall and inserted it into her pussy. She sank back onto it fully and moaned out as it filled her. I rubbed her clit in time with her thrusts against the wall. She came pretty hard pretty damn fast. I looked deep and her eyes and told her I loved her. She returned the sentiment and put her hand on my shoulder. I knew she wanted me to lick her to another one.

Who was I to argue!? I sank to my knees and started licking. It wasn't easy because she was still impaled on the toy and moving back and forth on it. She put pressure on my head to force me back from her clit and I saw that she had a longer double dildo in her hand. I didn't have to wonder long as to what she had in mind as she eased off the toy stuck to the wall and inserted one end of the double dildo in her wet slick pussy. This left half of the double dick sticking out of her. She held it out in front of her and said suck my dick!

I grinned and said yes mam! She had maybe 6 inches inside her and another 8 stuck out past her hand that was gripping it. It looked hot as fuck! She was pulling it out a few inches and shoving it back in as I tried to capture it in my mouth. I finally got my prize and began to suck the toy. She said look at me. I looked up at her as my throat took the fake cock. She pulled me hard against her and released her grip on the toy.

I am not sure how much rubber dick was going down my throat but it felt like a lot! My throat was screaming and my heart was burning with desire for this amazing woman. I continued to suck and throat fuck the toy as I jacked my cock in time with it. Janie threw her head back and came on the toy. It was all too much for me and I came all over the shower floor. She pulled the cock from her pussy first then very slowly pulled it from my mouth. I am sure she really enjoyed that visual. I stood and kissed her hard. We finished our routine and went to bed. We held one another extra close that night as we slept.

The next morning, I was out in the shop when I saw a cow walk by the bay door. I thought to myself that's odd. I walked outside and saw several of Arts cows crossing a hole in the fence made by a fallen tree. I called Art to let him know but he sounded half asleep. I went down and opened a gate and herded all but one cow back through to his side of the fence line. I managed to get the tree pulled out of the fence as Art showed up. I said about time you fucking slacker. Remind me to dock your pay hahahaha.

Art didn't seem amused and we got a few strands of barb wire back up and got that last cow back on his side. We caught our breath and I asked Art are you ok pal? I mean seriously. Are you ok my friend? He sighed and put his fingers to his temples. He mumbled why is life so crazy and why am I so weak? I did not say anything. I let the man process his thoughts and find his words. I just looked at him expectantly.

When he found his thoughts he started talking fast. Like he couldn't wait to get it out. I let Joe suck my dick this morning. He was sucking me when you called. That's why I sounded so off. I am sorry man I just don't know why I folded. I knew I shouldn't but he just kept on and on about it. Once he was through berating himself he looked at me. I am not sure what he wanted from me but judgment was not on my list. I just nodded and said ok bro. He looked at me like I was nuts. OK BRO OK BRO! Is that all you have to say!? He shouted. I replied, I do not know what you want me to say. I shrugged. You got a blow job this morning. If I am being honest I am happy for you and also a little jealous that it wasn't me or Janie giving it but I digress. We are not going to judge you my friend. We care about you and just want you to be happy. If that means getting a BJ from your brother, then ok. Go for it. His features softened. He said to no one in particular, what did I do to deserve a friend like you? I shrugged just lucky I guess. He said shut up fucker. Go back and finish what yall started and I will talk to you later, oh hey wait! Janie wanted to know if yall wanted to come over for supper?.. Art paused and said I will talk it over with Joe. After he finishes his snack. I eye rolled and Art went back home. I relayed everything Art had told me to Janie and she was pretty shocked to say the least. She said and you are ok with all that? I shrugged and said I really don't care one way or the other. They are both grown ass men and can do what they want. I for one have no desire to do ANYTHING with my family members. Although my stepmom looked pretty hot back in the day. Janie slapped the shit out of my shoulder and screamed ewww pervert! I howled with laughter as I chased her down the hall.

Art called and said they will be over to eat and wanted to know the time and such. After confirming with Janie we decided on 5 o'clock. Art and a sheepish looking Joe arrived at 5 sharp. We met them at the door and the wife hugged and kissed them both on the cheek which I could tell took Joe by surprise.

We chatted as we ate till we couldn't eat any more. Us boys drank beer as Janie drank her wine. We cleaned up the kitchen and moved our conversation to the back patio to enjoy the cool evening. I could tell Janie had almost enough wine to start asking questions. I asked if any of the boys wanted a shot and they all raised their hands. I went into the house and grabbed some moonshine I had made the previous year. We all took a shot except Janie. She just wrinkled up her nose when Art handed her the jar and handled it to me without drinking any. I just don't know how you boys can drink that nasty stuff. It smells like ass. We all laughed and Art said hey there isn't anything wrong with ass. This got us all laughing, even Joe started to lighten up some. I don't know if it was the company or the alcohol.

I think it was an unconscious action but Art was sitting beside Joe and put his hand on Joe's leg for a moment then removed it. Joe looked like a deer in the headlights and Janie did not miss any of this. She put her hand on Joes other leg briefly and said its ok. We are all friends here and we trust each other. Joe's eyes opened very wide as he looked at Art. Art was un phased and simply stated I don't have any secrets with my friends here. Joe still stunned mumbled they know? They know everything? Art nodded the affirmative and Joe seem to shrink in his chair a bit. Janie seeing how much this freaked Joe out, took the lead. Joe you know Art and Chet have some history as well. Joe just looked at Janie mouth agape. Art and I both chuckled a little nervously.

I knew she was fixing to clue Joe in on everything. She did not disappoint. She told the story I had told her many times about my teenage adventures at the milk barn. Joe just looked around the group astounded. All he could muster was a for real? You being for real? Janie would just nod and continue talking. Art and I were waiting on when the real shoe was going to drop. I mean young people experimenting sexually is one thing but how was Joe going to react about what has been going on lately?

When Janie paused for effect, looked around at the group and began her story about how things are going recently. She did not miss any details. Joe was fascinated. He was hanging on Janie's every word. When she would give very explicit details, Joe would fidget in his chair. He had moved his hand to his lap and would try to rub his dick occasionally inconspicuously. Art and I caught the movement and just smirked at each other. Joe was oblivious to us and Janie had his full attention telling of our sexual exploits together. When Janie finished speaking, we all were a little flushed. Art was obviously hard as was Joe. I was well on my way to a full blown erection as well. Joe just sat there a moment processing. He started to speak several times but stopped. We all just let the silence hang until Joe got his bearings. He finally found his voice and said HOLY SHIT! Here I was freaking out about my life and here yall are being freaky as hell! He started laughing. It was a contagious laugh. We all started laughing. Janie excused herself to grab some more wine and offered to bring us more beers back with her. We all watched her walk to the house. Like hungry wolves. Joe piped up and said dude your wife is something else! I grinned and said oh yeah. She is a handful for sure. Art said hell yeah she is! When Janie returned with her wine and our beers we noticed a small wardrobe change. It was obvious to anyone who could see that she had removed her bra and panties. We could see her hard nipples through her white top. There were no panty lines pressed into her shorts like they were earlier. Art and I exchanged grinning glances.

Janie told Joe she was sorry for throwing him into the fire about all of our activities. I know it is a lot to process but I just wanted you to know that you are in trusted company and need not worry about anything she said. We will keep your secret and who knows we might all have some fun together if everyone is up for it. As she spoke she was leaning over refilling her wine glass. This far lean she had going on was exposing her breasts to Art and Joe. Joes eyes were drinking her up. I knew that Janie had a plan. Hopefully she would tell us what the fuck it was sooner than later. We continued to chat mostly sexual stuff. Janie wanted to know all the details about how Art, Joe and his sister had gotten together. Turns out it was mostly out of boredom. Not very exciting but there it is.

Janie noticed my erection and got up and sat in my lap. We all continued talking about our various sexual conquests. Janie spun from a 90-degree position to where she was facing Joe and Art. She was leaning back on me and looked at Art and said wow Art, your cock is really hard. Are you happy to see me or is there something else got you stirred up? Janie had her legs parted and I was certain she was flashing our guests her uncovered pussy through the legs of her shorts. Joe coughed and Art just grinned and said you know I am always happy to see you Janie! You sexy ass bitch!

I reached up and cupped her tits and she moaned out loud. She turned and looked at me. About time! She stood up and removed her shorts and shirt tossing them aside. She sat back down in my lap and leaned back spreading her legs again. This better boys? We all hooped and hollered a hell yeah! Janie asked the 3 of us who wanted to lick her pussy first. Since she had me pinned down in my seat she eased forward just a bit and Art jumped to his feet. Joe seemed unsure what to do. Art was between her legs in an instant licking her slit up and down. Shoving his wide tongue in her as far as it would go. I had to hold on to her tightly as she was squirming like a woman possessed.

Art had been licking her for at least 5 minutes and Janie had one or two orgasms before he backed off and turned to Joe. Get your ass over here and lick this woman's pussy boy! He stood like he had been shot and came over and took Arts place. As Joe was licking Janie's hot box, Art stood and removed his clothes. His hard black cock jumped up as if spring loaded. It smacked his abs with a loud pop. He stroked his cock a few times before he presented it to Janie's mouth. She inhaled it, taking it almost to his pubes in one go. Wow she was really wound up! I had managed to remove my shirt and was in the process of working my shorts down my legs when I felt a pair of hands helping me. Joe was kind enough to help a fella out.

Now that my cock was freed, it was pinned in the crack of my wife's beautiful ass. She was grinding on Joes face and their combined juices were flowing down her crack. This made everything wonderfully slippery. Joe would occasionally let his tongue drag too far south and run it across my balls. Damn he had a great mouth!

Janie was not big on anal sex but every once in a blue moon she would let me. I knew this was going to be one of those times as the slicker her asshole became the more she would try and grind the head of my dick into her rosebud. Once her pussy juices and Joes slobber had her lubricated enough she eased up and grabbed my meat and placed at her brown star. We moved very slow and I mean very agonizingly slow. It felt amazing. Once I was fully impaled in her she began to hump back at me nice and steady. DAMN this woman knew how to fuck! We had gotten a nice short steady rhythm going when she pulled Arts cock from her throat and told joe to fuck her pussy and do it fucking now! Joe was a quick study.

He stood and placed his very nice big black cock at her entrance. He pushed in without too much resistance since Janie was so turned on. She was extremely well lubricated. He slowed down about halfway. The last 4 inches of his cock went in at a snail's pace. Janie was panting hard now. I knew everyone was wound up tight and going to unload soon. Once Joe got to the bottom he paused, looked at us, then pulled back and slammed it home. Janie screamed out in pleasure and pain. She was a ball of sensory overload. She was coming nonstop and I swear she passed out a few times as we pounded all her holes. Her ass was nonstop convulsing in pleasure. Joe must had been on a hair trigger already as he bellowed out his orgasm and began to fill her pussy with his seed. I could feel Joes cock spasm against mine and that triggered me as well. I filled her bowels with all the cum I possessed. Joe stood back a sec to regain his composure and watched Janie suck his brothers cock. Janie leaned back some and handed Arts cock off to me.

I took over for her as she was exhausted coming so many times and so hard. I worked over Arts cock and Joe came closer. I looked up at Joe and pointed Arts giant member in his direction and he leaned down and took Arts cock all the way down in one motion. Art went crazy and started cumming. Joe held him in his throat as Art emptied his balls. Art had grabbed Joes head roughly and held his tight against his pubes as he unloaded. Once done Art released Joe and went and sat down. Joe also sat back in his seat. Janie tried to stand up but I had to help her get back to her own chair. We all sat around sipping our drinks naked. I laughed and said ok well that just happened. We all laughed.

I asked Janie how it felt to be airtight and she looked confused. I said airtight is when you have all your holes filled at the same time. I could see the light of understanding turn on. She beamed and said it was amazing. Not something she wanted to do often as it was very physical and demanding. She looked like she had run a marathon. She was still beautiful and sexy. Just all fucked out and sweaty at the moment. I went in got fresh beers for us and a water for Janie. She drained most of the bottle in one go.

We talked some but mostly just enjoyed the sexual post nut high. Janie announced she was done for the night and got herself up to head back into the house. I told the guys I would be back in a sec and escorted Janie to our bed and tucked her in. She was asleep before I got out the bedroom door. I returned to the patio where the guys were and took my seat. I noticed Art and Joe had scooted their chairs together.

I told them I really enjoyed that and I hope we could do that and variations on that theme again soon. Everyone agreed. I noticed Art was at half-mast. He saw me looking and flexed it. I grinned, got up and walked over to him. I kneeled down and spread Arts muscular legs apart. I stared at his huge cock. I leaned down and took half of him into my mouth. I heard Joe gasp DAMN!

I looked up and saw Joe watching me carefully and stroking his cock. I bobbed up and down a few times when Art said oh you can do better than that my friend! Show Joe that swallowing thing you do. I couldn't grin because I had a face full of black dick but I knew what he wanted. I winked at him and pulled back to his crown. Licked it slowly and started my way down. Inch by delicious inch I devoured him.

I got to that point where his flared head was just at the entrance to my throat and I paused. I heard him take a deep breath preparing for what was to come. I looked up at him and plunged all the way down taking all of his cock into my throat. I held myself there and swallowed. I could feel the head of his cock throbbing in my throat as I swallowed repeatedly. I knew he was in heaven. Joe just said oh damn over and over.

I was at his base for long enough for my lungs to start burning. I needed air. Fast. I came up and off his cock gasping. I took my fill of air and plunged back down to the base. I started using my skills again and I knew he was not going to last long. He did too as he grabbed my head and pulled me up. It took a sec for my breathing to return to normal but as it did Art got that look in his eye. He asked got any lube? I said sure and went back into the house to grab it.

I had to go through the bedroom to the master bath to retrieve it and I checked on Janie. She mumbled something about fun fun fun and I chuckled. I tucked her back in kissed her and went to return to the party. I also brought a few wash clothes not knowing for sure what Art had in mind. I had washed up in the bathroom when I was there.

I handed them the cloths and Art the lube. They both wiped off their cocks then Art asked me if I wanted to be spit roasted. I was like damn dude. It has been a really long time. I am not sure I can handle it. He scoffed at me and said you are a tough sawed off sumbitch. Let's relive some old times!

I said ok but if it becomes too much I want us to stop ok? They agreed and Art lubed up his cock. Well I guess I know who is going where now. Joe stood in front of me as Art walked up behind me. Art put pressure on my back indicating he wanted me to bend over. I did and I felt his hands on my hips then only one hand. I felt the tip of his cock at my hole. He rubbed the lube on it for a good while. Reapplied some lube to his tip and repeated it.

He would just barely press the tip in then pull it back out to re lube it. He was torturing me and he was loving it. He began to press more and more of his cock into me with each passing minute. I could tell he was over halfway in. I said ok and he pushed all the way in on the next thrust. I felt him drill my prostate and I started leaking pre cum. Art said something to Joe I didn't catch since I was in my own little world getting my ass fucked. I sensed Joe closer to me and I raised my head to see him presenting his cock to my face.

I opened my mouth and took him in. He was not as gentle as Art. He was needy and insistent that I take him on his terms. I gave into it and let him fuck my face as Art pummeled my ass. They got into a nice synchronized rhythm and it was so good. Art would drive into me and force Joes cock down my throat. I would clench my ass and swallow when they did this. We were all having a good time. My cock was leaking nonstop from Art rubbing my prostate and I knew I was going to blast off soon.

I was wanting to cum badly so I started being more aggressive sucking Joes cock and thrusting harder back against Art. I wanted to feel them cum. Art got there first as he roared and I felt hot streams in my core. His cock throbbing in me set me off and rope after rope of cum sprayed out of me onto the patio. Joe then grunted hard and I sank all the way down on him and let him spurt his load straight into my belly. I swallowed on him hard as I could. He pulled out of my mouth and had one small spurt that came out and landed on my nose. Art pulled out of my ass and cum ran out of me onto the ground. We were all spent. I stood up and cracked my back. Jesus we aint spring chickens anymore Art. We all laughed really hard. I grabbed the wash clothes and went inside to rinse them out and returned. They cleaned up, got dressed and we all high fived as they left for home.

I picked up the beer cans and various party trash. Went inside then took a very hot shower. I pondered what we all had done tonight and previous nights. Where would this go? Would it grow or would it be just a passing fad for our friends? Only time will tell. I dried off. Went to snuggle with my wife and quickly fell asleep.