The Switch Pt. 02

I rose from sleep, stretched, and got out of bed. It was 6 AM, and since it was Saturday, I didn't need to get ready for work. Bill and I were going to go out and play some golf later today, and it should be a good day.

Getting up at 6 was like setting off an alarm clock for my bladder. Into the bathroom, I emptied my bladder with a sigh of relief. I looked out of the window, and what an eyeful I got.

Bill and Miranda were out on the balcony that adjoins their bedroom, both of them naked. Miranda was standing, facing towards our bathroom window, while Bill was behind her, running his hands up and down her body. I could see her body squirming under his touch, as his hands came up, grabbed her big milk jugs, squeezing them and flicking his fingers over her nipples. I could see Miranda's mouth ovaled in a silent O of bliss as Bill played with her. Miranda had a sleep mask over her eyes. I could see the zebra stripe pattern that was on it.

Knowing she could not see me watching, I took the opportunity to drink in the vision, nicely curved waist, long, sleek legs, hot damn, her pubic region was waxed totally bald, the sight of her so hair-free really got my cock growing. Miranda bent her body forward at a 45-degree angle. She was gripping the balcony railing, wiggling her hips at her husband.

Bill came up behind her, nudged against her, then powered in his morning hard cock. He gripped her hips tightly as he buried it. Bill looked towards me, grinning, and gave me a nod. I took that to mean keep watching, and I did. He started to ram Miranda. I could see her milk jugs shaking with every power-driven thrust into her. I could see Miranda's mouth open in pleasure as she was power fucked.

Damn, such a hot fucking sight, I couldn't tear my eyes away as their bodies moved faster and faster. Bill kept his eyes right on mine until he threw his head back and rammed in, holding it there. Miranda's body was shaking, their cries and grunts of orgasmic pleasure came faintly through the glass as they climaxed. Bill looked back at me with that grin and gave me a quick thumbs-up. My cock was as hard as steel after watching such hot cock raising views like that.

I needed to ride Rachel; my balls were aching with a huge morning load after that kind of stimulation. She was still asleep on her belly, perfect. I'll give her my morning wake-up. I slipped a pillow under her hips and slid between her legs. Looking at Rachel's well-trimmed muff, I extended myself up, using my thumbs to part her gently, and slipped my tongue over her pussy lips, licking gently at her.

She made a small purr in her sleep as I worked on bringing her up. I heard a slightly louder purr, and her juices started to bubble up. Tasting the juices of her arousal. I couldn't wait any longer; my cock was so hard it was painful.

I lifted up, molding my body against her, and penetrated, grunting as I felt the tight clinch. Rachel was coming up out of the middle point between sleep and wakefulness, and she let out a long shuddering breath of pleasure.

Her voice, a bit blurred as she shook off sleep, purred, "Mmmm, what a nice way to wake me up. Such a hard, eager husband, take my tight little pussy lover, take what is yours!"

I was happy to do so, using the remembered visions of Bill and Miranda in a hot fuck to power me along. My orgasm rose quickly and flooded Rachel with a huge rush. Even after dumping my load, I used the fantasy of fucking Miranda, how it would feel to lick her smooth, hairless pussy, how she'd suck my cock, and how it would feel to power into her tight, sexy cunt, painting her cervix with a white rush. Damn, just those thoughts made my balls churn, keeping me hard enough to ram Rachel's sweet box until she shrieked out in orgasmic joy, bringing me to another orgasm, powering a much smaller load into my wife's eagerly milking fuck-hole.

*****

"So, how did you like this morning's view?"

"I liked it very much."

"Did you go and fuck your wife's sweet pussy after watching?"

"What do you think?''

Bill took a swig of his beer and grinned. We had just sat down to a beer in the clubhouse after our golfing, and Bill had cut right through the wondering of what to say.

"Miranda likes to fuck outside. It gives her a thrill to think that somebody might even get a glimpse of us fucking in public. She also likes to be blindfolded, she said that having one of her senses taken away heightens the orgasmic rush for her."

"When I saw you watching, I thought that you would appreciate the view. When she's in the grip of her full on sex hungry needs, I think she might let any man fuck her. Any man at all."

Bill paused to let that sink in. All of a sudden, the idea of watching was morphing into more.

I said quietly, "I think that with that great view you shared, I want to do the same for you."

Bill replied quietly, "That would be mighty neighborly of you. What do you have in mind, Steve?''

"How about if we set it up so I'll let you slip into the house just after Rachel's gone up to bed? She and I will have a make-out session in the living room. When she heads upstairs, her sweet pussy will be steaming for my prick. I'll text you, come over quickly so you can follow me up the stairs, and I'll leave the bedroom door ajar, so you can watch."

Bill replied, "Oh yeah, that'd be real good. If Miranda is still up, I'll just tell her that I'm going over to help you with an electrical problem, and I won't be gone long."

"Let's do it tonight then, no reason to wait."

*****

"Squeeze my tits, baby, you know how much I love it."

Rachel was spread out on the living room carpet, her blouse wide open, her bra tossed aside, her skirt hiked up to her waist, and her panties were hanging off her ankle. She had my shirt unbuttoned, pants undone, her hands stroking and caressing my throbbing cock. She wriggled against me, her hot panting breath in my mouth, as I ran my hands over her luscious mounds, squeezing and groping them. I slid my fingers along the slick, creamy lips of her pussy.

She purred, "Let's go upstairs, lover, I want to get rammed, I need a good hard fucking."

I watched her awesome ass wiggling as she climbed the stairs, and I quickly got Bill on my smartphone. All I had to text was 'Now', and he was at the door in less than a minute.

When I let him in, Rachel's voice floated down to me, "Hurry up, lover, my pussy is sizzling!"

Bill and I shared a grin, and we glided up the carpeted stairs and down the hallway. I was grateful that we had no hardwood floors; the noise of two sets of footsteps was effectively squelched.

I whispered, "Enjoy the view," then I went into the bedroom.

Rachel was ready, hot and naked. She had dialed down the overhead light to a dim glow, and she looked at me like a hungry lioness.

"Come over here, lover, on your back, let me mount up and ride you."

Knowing that Bill was going to see Rachel in heat had me bone hard, and Rachel smiled as she saw my prick, more than ready for action. I quickly dumped what clothes I was still wearing, and lay back on the bed. I locked my eyes on the exciting view of Rachel swinging into position, taking my cock and slipping up and down her lips, letting her juices lube it up.

Her hips rolled back a little, and the tip of my cock was now nudged against her warm, wet opening. Rachel let out a low moan as she pushed down hard, rotating her hips, corkscrewing me into the hot, wet clutch. My grunt mixed in as she took me into the hilt, my cock now buried in her tight, wet pussy.

Rachel purred, "Oh yeah, just what I need, spunk me deep lover.''

Rachel set the pace, her warm, wet muscles milking my cock as she rises and falls on my prick. I was wrapped in the tight, wet, clutching heat; the sensations made my prick sizzle.

Rachel loves to hear me talk dirty to her when we are fucking, so I growl, "Oh yeah baby, fuck, your hot cunt is so wet and so tight, you're gonna suck every drop out of my hard prick!"

Rachel purred, "Just what I want, every drop!"

I took a quick look towards the door, saw Bill watching, his cock tenting out his trousers. His eyes were locked on Rachel's naked backside, drinking in the bobbing and weaving of her ass she cowgirled on my cock.

Rachel's rising gasps urged me on, and she started to fuck herself faster. I felt the muscles of her pussy gripping tightly as she pumped her hips up and down. The gripping cling of her around my shaft drove me onward, the cum starting to churn. Again and again she drove me deep into her, I felt the tip of my cock nudging tight against her cervix, making her moan deeply.

"Oh yeah, lover, split me open, flood my womb, oh fuck, yeah, fuck, gonna cum, oh fuck yeah, I'm cumming, oh my god!"

She let out a howl of pleasure as she tensed suddenly, letting out gasps and grunts of pleasure, her body slammed down hard and went rigid as her orgasm swamped her. I can feel her pussy start to pulse around my prick, the juices of her release gushing over my hardness.

I growled, "Oh fuck yeah, gonna fill you baby, gonna flood your hot cunt with my hot spunk, oh yeah, cumming baby, cumming, YEAH!"

She whispers back, "Yes, oh yes, fill me, flood me now!"

Going over the edge, I reached down, grasped her hips, and I thrust up hard, burying my cock as deep as I could. My cock swells inside her tight pussy, the head of my cock pressed hard against her cervix, splitting her open.

She let out a grunt as my cock head forced its way into the entrance to her very womb, and I burst inside of her, my throbbing cock squirted wildly, and my hot seed pumped directly into her womb. Her pussy convulsed several times, her tight grip milking my cock for every drop, her body shivering in multiple climaxes.

As orgasm started to ebb, she lay down and purred, "Mmmmm, I love being spunked so deep. After fooling around in the living room, there's no way I could sleep until my tight little pussy had gotten the hot fuck she needed."

I slid out of bed and said softly, "Be right back, baby."

Her voice was already softening towards her sleep, and she cooed, "Goodnight, lover man."

When I reached the bedroom door, I took my terrycloth robe off the hook and donned it. She was already half asleep when I stepped out of the bedroom. I motioned to Bill to follow me.

Downstairs, I said softly, "So how did you enjoy the view?"

Bill said, "God damn, that was the hottest fucking I've ever seen. Recorded video doesn't even come close to seeing the heat between you and Rachel live. I'm gonna head home and fuck Miranda until she's walking bowlegged. I'll talk to you again soon. Thanks for sharing the view."

I smiled as I said, "What are good neighbors for?"

He smiled as he left, and I was thinking about the hot, wild fuck his wife was going to enjoy. Thinking about being able to ride that incredible hotwife next door made me feel a bit guilty, and I hurried back upstairs and snuggled in next to my sleeping wife. I still couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to fuck Miranda?