Lonely Neighbors

Further encounters from the anonymous author, which I publish on his behalf.

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For LL

Behind every penned fiction lies a truth

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! The narrative that follows is very erotic and the photos quite explicit

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Natalie was a neighbor, back in the UK, in her late thirties. She lived just a couple of doors along from where I then lived in a street of detached homes. I had moved from the northern part of East Anglia, UK, further south and into a different county. She was/is married.

Across the road from my place was Kate, also married and an old school buddy of Natalie's. Both slim young women, Kate was more 'ordinary' in her manner, although pretty in the physical sense, but Natalie knew she was very attractive and to some degree flaunted it.

I had been in my new home for a few months and was on nodding terms with my neighbors, most but not all of whom were in their thirties and forties. We all got along pretty well, some more outgoing than others, some quieter and keeping themselves to themselves in a very English way. The husbands of Natalie and Kate seemed to work away a fair bit and the two women got together from time to time. I had/have my own business which I largely operated from home back then, in between travelling abroad, Consequently, I saw both Natalie and Kate most days to say hello.

I had a small front garden there and often chatted to both these ladies when I was doing some work out front. Pretty innocuous day to day stuff in the main.

We undertook the odd task for each other as neighbors - putting the trash bins back after collection, keeping an eye out if they were away, or taking a parcel from the mail man or courier service.

One hot summer's day I had taken in a parcel from Amazon for Natalie as she was out when the courier called. Around eleven that morning the door bell rang and it was Natalie. The parcel was in the hallway so I fetched it as she stood at the door in the sunlight.

She said "What a lovely aroma of coffee".

I had the filter gurgling away with fresh ground coffee and the smell was wafting around the house.

 "Would you like some," I asked. She said she would.

We went to sit in the dining area of the kitchen and I poured coffee.We sat down together looking out on the back yard with the patio doors wide open. She said to call her Nat, as everyone else did and we chatted about how we came to be neighbors, bearing in mind the whole area was comprised of fairly new houses. She asked whether I was divorced, as she knew I lived on my own back then. I told her no, I was widowed, which started a whole other course for the conversation.

Then we got to talking about travel and ourselves and before we knew, an hour and half and a full jug of coffee had passed. She asked if I was lonely, living alone, and I replied that I was sometimes. I returned the question as I knew her husband was away a fair bit. She said she was at times, too.

On that note we left things and both agreed we had enjoyed our 'coffee morning' and arranged to do it again the following week.

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Around a week later my door bell rang on another hot and sunny morning and there was Nat looking lovely in a yellow patterned sleeveless summer dress. Her demeanor was warm and friendly and she gave me a kiss on the cheek in greeting, placing her right hand on my shoulder. My face brushed her hair which was soft and fresh and I also caught a waft of a nice perfume from somewhere around her neck area.

I had the coffee brewing and the aroma was pervading the kitchen and hallway. Nat slid her arm off my shoulder then down my arm and lingered holding my hand. Then she leaned forward and kissed me on the lips, briefly. She drew away and we looked each other in the eye and smiled.

"I was in a hurry this morning", she said. “I don't think I did my zip properly. Will you do it for me?"

"Of course", I replied.

She turned around so I could do what was necessary. It was down a little from the top of the dress, so I took hold of the top of the dress with my left hand and the zip tab with my right. My left hand could feel her warm soft shoulder, which was very pleasant. I shook what thoughts I had from my mind  at that moment and started to pull the zip up fully.

"Not up, down" Nat said.

A previous lady in my life, (not you LL, even though you were taken once, twice ... four times in 24 hours), said I was highly sexed and she loved the fact. So, faced with a choice of up or down, or to comply with the ladies wishes, I chose down and the ladies wishes. Nat was quite fair skinned and in very good shape. I pulled the zip down slowly. First, where I expected to encounter a bra strap - there was none - then all the way down. At this point I could see no panties in evidence either.

Instead I was looking at a beautifully curved back and Nat's vertebrae...and the top of the cleft between her buttocks. The sun was shining through from the dining room and catching the golden highlights in her hair. I held her upper arms and kissed her gently on that part of her bare shoulder that was not covered by the straps of her dress which, despite the unzipping, remained in place...for now. 

This evoked a cat like purr from Nat, as she said "Nice".

I kissed her neck just below her left ear and she threw her head back,

Next thing was that Nat had shrugged her dress off her shoulders and let it fall to the hallway floor. I wasn't overlooked out back, but the roadway passed quite close at the front and there was a diagonal view from the dining room window. I leaned across and gently pulled to door to.

When I turned back Nat was still standing with her back to me. A perfect hour glass shape, graceful shoulders with her hair tumbling down, part covering them. Then, her back tapering to her waist, from where it curved outwards again around her hips and down her long tapering legs. Her backside was beautifully shaped, almost like a peach, and firm. 

She looked over her shoulder from where she stood at the foot of the stairs.,. her eyes twinkling mischievously.

"Feeling lonely?" she asked. 

"As lonely as you are" I replied.

Despite never having been in my house, like this, before, she started up the stairs and, naturally, I followed. 

To say it was a pleasure would be a gross understatement. Climbing the stairs behind her was a lesson in perambulation, hers! She was barefoot and her legs seemed even longer and more attractive on the stairs, from this angle. They culminated of course in her ass which was swaying very sexily ahead of me. Half way up the stairs she started to exaggerate the swing of her hips. The cheeks of her ass moving in concert as she stepped up each stair

Glimpses of her pussy were in evidence and she knew it, but she kept her legs fairly close together although, with her fitness, there was that gap at the top of her inner thighs. It was like a keyhole ready to receive a key....and the sun shone through when she reached the top of the stairs, which had a three step turn before reaching the landing. Straight ahead of her was a spare bedroom with a king size bed, not overlooked, at the back of the house.

“In here?" she said. "Sure", I said.

I was wearing shorts and a polo shirt which I stripped off pretty damn quickly. In all this time from Nat shedding her dress downstairs and then following her beautiful body to this bedroom, she had not turned round fully.

We were both in the bedroom now - I shed what I was wearing. I placed my hands on her waist, feeling her soft smooth, almost silky, warm skin beneath my fingers. I kissed her softly on the shoulder, then again on her neck. Being slightly taller than she, my view over her shoulder was superb. My eyes followed the sweep of her flawless breasts down to the slightly upturned nipples, which were erect. It was hot and there was a sheen of perspiration in her cleavage.

Her buttocks were against my lower abdomen. As anyone with imagination would know, by this time I was very erect and ready for what was to come. I moved my hands slowly up the side of her rib cage so that my fingers brushed the sides of both her breasts. There was a sort intake of breath from her.

She wriggled her bottom a little allowing my penis into that key hole and then she rocked gently two and fro on it with her pussy.  She stood with her legs slightly apart and I could feel her 'lips' parting to accommodate me - the flower was opening. She became wet quite quickly. I moved my hands to cup her breasts fully, teasing her hardening nipples with my fingers. She purred and spread her legs a little wider so that I was now teasing the inner side of her pussy's lips and she was now very wet.

She leaned forward a little, putting her hands on the bed. Her boobs, which I later found out were a 36C, were dangling away from her body beautifully. I took both in my hands and squeezed them. The tip of my penis could feel that her pussy was well and truly swollen and entry was going to be relatively easy.

I slid inside her slowly as she expanded to accommodate me. then fully, and she gasped. From then on we were like a couple of rabbits. She was thrusting against me, and me her. I had a hold on her hips and was pulling her onto me as she moved back and forth on me. The more we did, and the faster we did, the more I swelled inside her and I could feel her coming long before I was there.

She climaxed with a shout and I could feel her body convulsing with the effect. She wriggled forward in a kneeling position on the bed her  head laid to one side looking back at me as I continued for a short time longer before, I too, was able satisfy myself.

That wasn't the end. Nat stood up, sweat trickling down between those gorgeous breasts. I took one in my hand leaned down and licked it all around the nipple, tasting the salt of her perspiration and then sucking on her. She loved it, and I obliged the other one as well. Standing there briefly, I looked at her frontally for the first time, just before she put her arms around my neck and kissed me, her hard nipples against the hairs on my chest and one of her legs wrapped around mine. I had one arm around her and the other holding her right buttock. It was some moment.

We fell back on the bed together,, regained our breath, then we stood on the right of the bed away from the window and embraced and kissed. For me that was a delight enhanced by the wardrobe mirrored doors and the large mirror by the side of the bed. This was the first time Nat had been standing facing me full on. In the bedside mirror I was treated to her shapely rear and in those on the long wardrobe, a side view, enhancing her shapeliness, with her butt sticking out quite sexily. 

She looked beautiful. Her skin was glowing and she was a little flushed in the face. Her breasts stood proud and firm in front of her, the nipples still engorged. Her tummy flat, and a strip of short pubic hair pointing down towards her pussy. The curve of her hips and the slimness of her waist were all in perfect proportion.

I couldn't believe what we had just enjoyed. Here was my next but one neighbor that I had only previously passed the time of day with and, naturally, who I had only ever seen fully clothed, standing naked in front of me displaying the beauty of her body and a smile that  might melt my heart. That smile told me two things. One, that I had satisfied her and, two, that we weren't finished yet.

We stood briefly surveying each other holding hands at half arm's length. Then we embraced and kissed. Nat's breasts were so firm that we barely touched below that area. Barely, being very much the operative word. She slipped her hands from mine and started working on me down below ... to pretty good effect. I caressed her arms shoulders and her beautiful firm ass.

Using both her hands on me made her arms press against her breasts so that they were brought closer together and pushed her nipples forward to the extent that they were almost pointed. I couldn't take my eyes off them. her work done below, she turned to climb back onto the bed. 

I placed my right arm round her waist and found that strip of hair. It was silky and soft and I stroked it with my hand. My left arm reached round so that I could place my left hand on her left breast. That was a real pleasure. It was so firm and her nipple really proud.

We parted and she rolled over on her back on the bed. Then, taking her upper thighs in her hands she pulled her legs up and apart. Still standing, there was only one destination for me and it was there, wet, open and swollen awaiting further attention. Nat was so ready that I entered with no trouble. It was slippery, velvety and warm and she looked at me and said, "You are very thick...not mentally", she quickly added. "Fast please, and hard."

I intended to oblige. Watching Nat as she enjoyed the initial  entry, I ignored her request at the start just sliding to and fro slowly, which she seemed to enjoy.Then she wanted things faster. I took that as my cue and we were well into a pretty athletic time.

I grabbed her thighs and pulled her firmly onto me and coming down hard on her clit while making sure my 'hood' caught her G-spot each time I nearly withdrew. The combination saw her crying out and making the classic exclamation of 'yes, oh, yes' I saw her eyes rolling upwards then she closed her eyes as I felt her climax. Shortly afterwards I filled her again.

That was quite a morning for us both.

Nat was on her own most weekdays and I spent most weekends at my London apartment so embarrassing encounters with her and her husband never occurred. Our affair continued as and when over quite a few months.

Natalie's Story:

I often saw him during weekdays, but never at weekends. A man, a fair few  years older than me, living on his own, apart from occasional visitors. We spoke sometimes, mainly when one or both of us were on the way out or returning home. It was apparent that he was not local to the East Anglian area, but I had worked here and then got married and settled here. So, I was a local more or less. I was at one time a legal secretary, but gave up work after about 5 years of marriage.

My husband is a a good man, hardworking but fairly boring. Most of all he is unimaginative and infrequent in bed. Being a relatively young and I think attractive woman, all those nights he is away and some when he's home don't meet my needs...nor does masturbation!

I was attracted to my neighbor for all sorts of reasons including those above. He was, as I said a fair few years older than me. hair cut really short, which was good as he had lost most on top. A bit taller than me by several inches, he had a lovely smile and his green eyes lit up when he smiled. He always looked tanned too which I was attracted to. I found out later that he had overseas properties which explained the perpetual tan.

That is something of the background to why I ended up in the affair I did, with this charming man. I will call him Mike, although that's not his real name.

I am a serial Amazon customer and have frequent parcel deliveries. On the rare occasions I'm not around to take delivery they are usually left with a neighbor and a card put through the letterbox. On one such hot summer's day a delivery was left at Mike's house. I went over to collect it. He was in, as I could see his car on the drive.

I rang the bell and Mike opened the front door after a few moments. My parcel was sitting in his hallway, waiting for me. I was looking for an excuse to chat and then smelled the coffee wafting out from the kitchen.

“What a lovely aroma of coffee", I said.

Mike looked me straight in the eye and, without hesitation, asked if I would like to join him for a cup. I said, yes, I would. He stepped aside to let me in then closed the front door. I swayed my hips a little as I walked to the kitchen and knew he was watching me.

We spent a very pleasant hour over a couple of cups of coffee. I could tell, while we talked, he was 'interested'. Whilst he was never obvious, and quite gentlemanly, he appraised my face and body with those friendly green eyes. I felt he was taking me right into him. Absorbing all that he saw, in a nice way. I was dressed in a crew neck tee shirt and skinny jeans, so was well covered, but allowing my figure to show.  We talked of inconsequential things to start with, but then we were into asking about each other.

He had led quite an exciting and interesting life. I had no idea from just the occasional 'passing the time of day' encounters. The other thing that I had seen about him out and about in the neighborhood was that he was kind. Not just nice, but really kind.

We both almost tripped over our words toward the end of the hour when we both said " Would you like to do this again?", simultaneously. We both did, so I said "How about next Tuesday?"

We agreed on that.

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The weekend came and went. Normal stuff and no real action in bed on my husband's part apart from the Friday evening and that was unremarkable. Seemed he was carrying out rather like a 'duty' than anything else. It felt cold.

I couldn't wait until Tuesday and spent some time thinking about what I would wear and day dreaming about what might happen. I wanted to have sex with Mike and,whilst part of me felt guilty, another part and the greater part, felt excited. I felt quite horny that whole weekend into the beginning of the week....and unsatisfied.

Tuesday arrived and it was hot and sunny. We had arranged that I would go round for ...coffee....at 10.30. I showered later than normal that morning and decided to wear a sleeveless summer dress. I always remember it was a yellow and white print. I rummaged through my underwear drawers for something sexy and lacy, but then, on a whim, decided that what was really sexy was to wear nothing at all under the dress. A splash of scent, including some in my cleavage, competed my preparations.

I'm not sure what Mike was expecting and I did worry a little about how he might react. I needn't have done. 

Just before I left, I pulled down the zip on the back of my dress a little. Then I set off the few yards to his place. He must have seen me coming as he opened the door as I arrived. Neither of us wanted any neighbors putting two and two together. Most people though, apart from my friend Kate who lived opposite Mike, were at work during the day.

I kissed him on the cheek, walked past him as he held the door allowing our bare arms to brush against each other, and then stopped in the hallway and kicked off my sandals. Mike was wearing a polo shirt and shorts and I could smell his after shave, which was very nice.

A tip ladies - if you are going to have an affair make sure his after shave doesn't linger on your clothes, or in your car, or leave clothes at his place. Likewise, the same applies to the man in your affair. In Mike's case it didn't matter as he was single.

I stopped in the hallway almost blocking it as we were talking. He came up behind me and took my upper arms in his hands. They were warm, soft for a man and large enough. This first touch by him made me take a little sharp breath. I knew why. It was because what I wanted was now only a short distance and time, away.

I've no doubt he noticed my zip was undone a bit at the back, but he didn't know I was naked beneath that dress. I asked him if he would 'do my zip'. I'm not sure whether he thought I meant up or down, but to avoid confusion I said,

"Down, not up"

He obliged. I felt the back of his hand brush against my back as he unzipped me and linger a little longer at the base of my spine than was necessary. I knew he was looking at me and now knew I had neither bra or panties on. He held my shoulders and kissed me on each, then on my neck just below my left ear. That did it for me.

I felt a shiver go down my spine and then shrugged my dress off my shoulders, allowing it to drift gracefully to the floor. I had the impression of him pulling a door to, somewhere behind me. To protect my modesty I guessed - sweet. We were at the foot of the stairs. Without turning more than my head, I asked him if he was feeling lonely. He replied "As lonely as you are".

Knowing that he was going to get a good view of me from behind, and 'up and under' I climbed the stairs slowly and decided to exaggerate my hip movement. I was feeling really hot and not just from the weather. There was a turn on the stairs and I saw him look up at my boobs.

I headed for the first bedroom I came to and he confirmed it was OK. I remember it was at the back of the house and not overlooked. The blinds were up. Behind me I heard the swish of clothes and his belt buckle chinking as he undid it. Then he was as naked as me and... something was definitely at right angles from the glance in his direction!

I knew I had been teasing him by not turning round and, also up until now, we had just passed a few words between us, each knowing that we were going to be locked together soon.

He took charge as soon as we were in the bedroom and naked ' His hands held my waist firmly and then he started to bring them slowly up my sides. I remember thinking that I was perspiring and there was a trickle of sweat running down my cleavage. 

Then his fingers were stroking the sides of my boobs just under my arms. He was feather light in his touch and that took my breath away and started all sorts of things happening in my boobs and in my groin. Then his left hand held my left breast and 'wow!' that was great. Obviously, my husband had fondled me, but Mike seemed to know exactly how to turn a girl fully on.

He studiously avoided my nipple, as he cupped and fondled my boob. I so wanted him to touch both nipples, but he was in charge and I was happy with that. I allowed my backside to nestle against him and his penis slid between my legs which were barely apart. He was a little wet and sticky and I think I must have felt soaking to him. Anyhow, the lubrication and stimulation was great. His right hand  reached round past my stomach and he was stroking the triangle of short pubic hair that I had just above my pussy.

Then his fingers moved lower and I couldn't stand it any longer. 

I had never done this before - although I always wanted to - I bent over on the bed so my bum was in the air and opened my legs wide. He had hold of both my boobs now and his touch on my nipples was electrifying. I felt him enter me and oh! that was so good. He was quite thick in that department and very erect. The feeling and the stimulation was fantastic. I started to rock to and fro and he thrust into me. It felt like he was touching parts of me that had never been stimulated before.

My husband often ran out of steam before I climaxed and he would then bring me there by playing with my clit with his fingers. I did tell him a few times that lips aren't just for kissing, but he never got the message.

My clit was being stroked by his balls and he knew where my G-spot was as each time he nearly withdrew I gasped. We were thrusting against each other faster and faster and I think I was shouting toward the end. It was so fantastic and I felt him swelling inside me even more, just before I climaxed. I felt myself come in a way I never had before and the stimulation had been fabulous. My pussy was swollen and throbbing and when I came, I felt it all through my body.

My eyes closed involuntarily and everything exploded in my head like a fantastic white starburst. I came again as he suddenly grabbed my boobs and really squeezed them hard. I was close to passing out in a funny sort of way, but then we both calmed down and relaxed and he withdrew himself from me. I rolled over on the bed and lay on my back.

I was still throbbing from our love making and wanted more. From what I could see I needed to encourage him a little. I smiled and used my best face to tell him without words that we hadn't finished. I stood and he took my hands in mine then embraced me, holding my body tight against his and we kissed with some passion. I could feel him becoming aroused again.

Stepping back a little, I used my hands to encourage things along. He fondled my boobs as I fondled him. 

God! I was feeling insatiable that day and I couldn't wait for him to be inside me again. I was aroused by more than just his physical touch and what I was caressing in my hands. It was his aura of control, gentleness and his firm hold when he had me in his arms. I felt secure, submissive and just wanting to wallow in more and more of this beautiful sex.

He certainly knew how to use his hands. he was fondling my breasts which were really firm now, and then I felt one hand head down across my tummy and head for me pussy which he massaged gently and slowly, then faster. It was more than I could stand so....I sat on the edge of the bed. Lifted my legs up grabbed my thighs and opened my legs wide.

Without hesitation he smiled then entered me. Entry was easy and so very nice.

"Fast and hard, please, this time", I said.

At first I thought he had ignored me because he explored all-round the opening to my pussy with his penis. I wanted him inside, but what he did was lovely and very nice. In a fleeting moment the thought passed through my head that he really knew how to please a woman. Then he entered me. That was such a gorgeous feeling. I wrapped my legs around him briefly so that he couldn't move too much, and enjoyed that thick cock inside me. I could feel him growing thicker, too!

That was when I felt I just wanted to come, urgently. He had leaned forward and was fondling and squeezing my breasts which, on reflection, probably accounted for that growth inside me. He stood back up his hands caressing the outsides of my thighs. Then he unwrapped my legs, held me by the thighs as wide as my legs could go and started pounding down hard on my clit. We were both very slippery and the enjoyment was out of this world. He became faster and faster and  came down on me really hard. I exploded in the most fantastic climax I had had ever.

He continued, and then with a growl or grunt he flooded inside me. Mike stayed there for a while still supporting my legs which he placed on his shoulders. I could feel myself having another climax then another as my body felt flooded with heat and I felt my face and cheeks becoming hot.  Then he gently lowered my legs and withdrew.

The next thing was I found myself in his arms head upon his chest while gently caressed my side and back. I ached. My legs ached and my insides ached, but they were good aches. My whole body seemed to flooded with a sense of well being. I rolled on my back staring at the ceiling and he propped himself on one arm and leaned over and kissed me, so gently and lovingly, on the lips, his hand playing with my hard nipples but, with a touch as light as a feather.

My husband wasn't in the same class, nor any men I had slept with, p[reviously. Eventually, after relaxing and talking in each other’s arms I checked the time and said I had to go. My husband often called me when he was away, on the house phone.

I stepped into my dress and this time the zip went all the way...up. We laughed about that. Then I left and walked a little unsteadily the short distance to my house.

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Later that evening while I was taking a bath and just relaxing, I wondered about what I was going to do. 

Mike had said that I had been great and I believed him. He was/is a very sincere man. Whether some of it was pent up frustration or what, but I couldn't stop thinking of the morning. Both times we had sex were in positions I had never experienced before and, to say it was wonderful, is an understatement. I had never been 'taken' from behind. That aroused and touched parts I didn't think was possible. The penetration from Mike making love to me with him standing was also something entirely new to me.

I closed my eyes and started to imagine various scenarios and fantasies. I wanted him to take me outdoors, somewhere in the country Another thought was too do it so I could see all that was taking place in a mirror, to ride him while he sucked on my boobs. 

Then I wondered if I should share my secret with Kate, my best friend over the road. I thought she might understand, as her husband was away weekdays, too.

At that point I thought of a threesome. Wow! Was my mind racing through all the sexy scenarios I could conjure up. I found I was playing with myself down below and absentmindedly squeezing my boobs. I was amazed. I felt like I wanted to come again and that was after all that happened that morning.... 

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Kate

That first day we were together I had lain in bed thinking what a fantastic morning Nat and I had spent love-making and that we had to see each other again. I was pretty sure she felt the same.

I bought her a throwaway cell phone and topped it up with plenty of credit. I decided to give it to her when we next met. That following morning she called from her landline to mine and we had quite a chat, as you can imagine - she thinking of me when she went to bed and me, her. She was good company, too.

She said she didn't want to call on me at my place too frequently, or she might be noticed. I said that was fine and why didn't we drive out somewhere where no one knew her. Her parents lived about 20 miles away and called in some weekdays, so we arranged a day when she was free. That was just two days later.

There are two forests fairly close by and also the Fenland country that is part of East Anglia. We decided to meet at one of the forest car parks, leave her car there and go off in mine. That way I didn't leave any trace in her car. Mine didn't matter as far as perfume was concerned. Although I had lived in that area for some time, it didn't equal the almost lifetime that Nat had, so she suggested somewhere only she knew.

We drove there and she showed me this 'secret' place. We had parked up, followed a forest trail, then headed off it over a thick layer of pine needles deeper into the forest. It was managed forestry, and eventually we came out in a small area which had only young growth trees after the towering pines we had walked through. There was a small grass area and a pond. Apart from the occasional sound of birds, no other noise. We had taken a picnic for lunch and by the time we got there I, for one, was ready to eat. We did. It was over lunch that Nat told me about Kate.

She was, apparently, unhappy in her marriage and talked to Nat about it constantly. Because of the 'atmosphere' between her and her husband and the fact he was away weekdays, her sex life was almost non-existent. I said I had seen her pretty often, like I had Nat. Going in and out and smiling at me. In fact now we were on the subject, I realized some of the waves and conversations from Kate were quite enthusiastic. More than one might expect from a neighbor.

Nat asked whether I thought her attractive. I said

"Why? Would you be jealous if I did?" laughing.

"No, I just wondered, that's all"

"You are both attractive in different ways", I said.  " Kate is slim and pretty and, yes, I like her, but I don't really know her"

"Good", said Nat and munched on some salad and said no more.

I wasn't sure where this conversation was headed, so I left it there and turned my attention to Nat. We sat with our backs against a tree in the shade. I'll tell the rest of Nat's story later.

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In between other things, and about two weeks later, I was out on the driveway of my house sorting some things in the trunk of my car. Kate had been working in her garden, although I hadn't really noticed.

"Hello". It was Kate. I turned and she had come across the road with garden shears in her hands and wearing shorts and a tee shirt top.

" Hi, Kate. Busy?"

She said, yes, she was just tidying the garden. With some hesitation she asked if I would like coffee (these ladies must have known I was a coffee addict!) I'd finished up what I was doing and had the day to myself, so said yes. I walked over the road with her and in through her front door.

I should explain that there is a mix of housing where I lived then and she and her husband had a four bed home against my five bed one.Her place was still pretty large with a kitchen to match. Unlike the confident Nat, Kate seemed just a little nervous. 

She was also shorter than Nat around 5' 5"" to my 5' 10". I think Nat had two inches on her in height. I started to chat asking about her home and the garden, until she relaxed a little. I did note though that there were two mugs on the counter ready for coffee when we had walked in.

Kate made coffee and we sat at her counter in the kitchen sipping it and talking.

She said "You're widowed aren't you?"

 “Yes", I replied. 

Then I went on to explain that it had happened suddenly, through cancer, and some years previously. She asked if I was lonely at times and I said, yes I was. Generally , I was fine with my own company, but loneliness did creep in from time to time.

"It can't be easy for you either" I said, "being alone most of the week". 

She then held back a tear, bringing her hand up to her eye and then using a tissue and said she was lonely at weekends too, even though her husband was home then. It seemed to me she was reaching out for company and reassurance. Kate didn't seem like like Nat, who was very self-assured.

She apologized for being 'a little emotional', but then she stood and put her arms around me and I held her. She held onto me for what seemed like quite a while, but was probably only minutes. I think she felt a bit more secure and comforted as a result. She moved away slightly, still holding on and looked up at me. Our faces were quite close, then she kissed me. Tentatively, at first but when I returned her kiss, her kissing became more passionate.

I could feel her body pressed hard against mine. There was a longing there. Kate, whilst slim, had all her curves in the right places and she was fit. I often saw her out running during the day, in fact.

"Make love to me", she said breathlessly, after surfacing from our kissing. "Now, here, anywhere".

She started unbuttoning my short sleeved shirt and then my belt buckle. After that kissing session she seemed to have changed and was more passionate and surprisingly more confident. My shirt came off and so did her shorts with more than a little help from me. They dropped to the floor as she stroked my chest with her hands, standing there in her pretty and tight fitting panties and the tee shirt top.

She pulled the tee over her head, to reveal a matching bra and a lovely cleavage. Her skin was warm and soft.

"Undo me", she said, turning so I could unfasten her bra strap.

I obliged, and she shrugged the straps from her shoulders. I stayed put behind her for a moment looking at the way her back curved beautifully down to where the cleft of her ass showed above her panties. She had a nice bottom.

Kate, slipped her hands inside her panties at the hips and slid them down and off her feet. I did the same with my boxer shorts. Then passion took over rapidly. I slid my hand down over her stomach and the other round onto her chest, just cupping her left boob. She put her hand over mine on her breast and said squeeze hard, at the same time thrusting her ass against me. She had some hair below but very little. I felt her gasp, as I touched her down there. She wasn't ready yet, but things were coming along.

She turned and leaned against the kitchen counter and placed her left leg up and around my right. this opened her legs, and I was pretty proud by now, so slid between her legs. I kissed her neck to the left of her chin as she threw her head back.

"Please now, somewhere, anywhere.... quick", she said. 

There was a lounge area off the kitchen - in fact the house had two lounging areas - and there was a couch with a throw over it. We steered ourselves in that direction. 

Kate stood briefly caressing my arms and chest and handling me below. I fondled both her breasts as she did so. She was quite pert and firm.

Her nipples were 'puffy' too, which was pretty becoming on her. She saw me admiring her boobs and smiled. That was the first proper smile since we came in for that coffee! She sat down on the couch and opened her legs and then pulled them up.

"Just take me now please!"

She was certainly ready, but then I knelt before her, which she was a little surprised at judging by her expression. 

I put my head between her legs holding them apart with my arms and started to use my tongue on her 'lips'. She was a little wet down there and very surprised at my actions. The surprise was replaced soon after by her placing her hands on my head and uttering lots of mmmm's and 'oh yes'. I had stayed away from her clitoris, but when eventually my tongue touched it she was electrified. I explored the area and then she said 'please there, just there' and I increased my attention in that area caressing it and flicking it faster and faster with my tongue.

I could feel her wanting to squeeze her legs against me. My hands were resting on her legs and lower tummy. She was gasping now and then I felt her stomach area convulse as she came full on. She shouted out. I continued but she pulled my head away as she finished what seemed to be a multiple orgasm, as she continued to buck with pleasure.

 She swung round and lay on the couch with her legs still wide apart and I mounted her, entering her welcoming pussy slickly, and with alacrity.

I could tell she wanted to really enjoy this part of our love making so, to begin with, I took things slowly and she lay smiling up at me as we gently rocked against each other. I was supported on my arms, so she was able to rock upwards in rhythm to me gentle thrusting. We both took time to enjoy the slowness of it all.

"This is sooo lovely" she said. 

I balanced on one arm and caressed her left breast the nipple beneath my hand feeling hard and proud. In that position, more or less, we continued with some vigor until I felt both myself and Kate climaxing on that couch. As we did I came down on top of her and completely relaxed. We kissed, I kissed her boobs and teased her nipples with my tongue and then we eventually got up. Kate suggested we go upstairs to clean up,ostensibly  .

Following her slim figure up those stairs stirred things in me again and as we both arrived on the landing I picked up her naked body and took her into the nearest bedroom. She put her arms around my neck and laughed. She was glowing in the aftermath of our sex as well, and that showed through. I put her down and she put her arms back around my neck and we kissed some more. I moved my hands from her lovely waist slowly down her thighs then held her buttocks firmly in both  hands.

We came up for air and she said,

"Nobody has ever used their mouth and tongue on me, down there. It was wonderful and so much better than masturbating, myself"

" My pleasure...and yours, I believe", I said, smiling

Kate said that she had read that spanking can heighten sexual pleasure. She was a bit wary of the idea, but wanted to try it sometime.

"I will see you again won't I?" she asked. 

I said yes she would, for sure. I think then she thought that was us for the day, but as she turned around from me I swiftly brought my arms round her body and took both breasts in my hands and squeezed them hard. She gasped at the suddenness of something she wasn't expecting. I was fully hard again and slipped between her legs touching her still wet and swollen pussy.

" Oh my God" she said, as I gently pushed her toward that bed. 

We both rolled onto to it, her first, then me. I lay on my back, horizontal apart from one very erect appendage. I told her to straddle me and she did, slowly lowering herself onto me then, taking it all in her stride, she started rocking to and fro and moaning. I had no doubt her clit was being aroused rapidly.

She started fully upright, her pert boobs bouncing around very sexily, and then she leaned over me and started gyrating against me. I grabbed her breasts then brought them close enough to suck on. She was in heaven judging by the sounds she was making. Rocking faster and faster, I was guessing she was close to coming.

Using my right hand, I spanked her bottom regularly and fairly hard. She gasped between her moans and then she climaxed. Her eyes closed involuntarily and I could see her tummy contracting hard and several times as she reached her peak. I think she must have had a female ejaculation, because I felt her flooding onto me.

Her pussy was so dilated now to the extent she was wide open. I rolled her off me and mounted her going straight in fast and very hard. Quite quickly I came and then we both collapsed in silence and in each other's arms. We both used her main bathroom shower. Bit of a squeeze but we were both in there washing each other. To say that wasn't a pleasure also would not be true....

I will return to Kate and Nat later...

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 Kate's Own Story

When I first met Mike 'properly', my marriage of five years was a sham. My husband was away all week and when home at weekends took no interest in me. Sex was virtually non-existent. I had long suspected that he was having affairs, which he was, and eventually we divorced.

I felt lonely. Yes, I had girl friends who I saw and a close friend from schooldays in Natalie - Nat -  my neighbor across the road. But I yearned for proper male company and for a man to make me feel like a woman again. It was Nat that suggested I make friends with Mike, who lived opposite. I knew he lived on his own and although I was 39 and he in his 50's, I gave it some thought.

I didn't know at that time that Nat had already 'slept' with him, but as things turned out sometime later that didn't matter.

Finally, one day I plucked up the courage to say more than hello when we were both out outside doing jobs. I had gone out purposely, although I don't think Mike suspected it at the time. I invited him in for coffee. 

I felt safe and he was very friendly smiling with his lovely green eyes to put me at my ease. I have to admit I was very nervous and my tummy was tight with butterflies. Having no idea where this would end up I decided chatting and getting to know each other a bit more would be a good start.

I suddenly realized when back in the kitchen that I had set two mugs out. I was hoping he hadn't noticed. I poured coffee - black for me, white and one sugar for him. then asked him about himself. He was widowed several years back and married just that once. Talking to him it was clear that he loved his late wife deeply, but realized he had to move on.

Ask we talked more and more, I liked him. Physically, he was trim and had a really nice smile that extended to his eyes. I wanted to reach over and touch his tanned hand and arm, only stopping myself because I didn't know what his reaction would be. It was so nice to talk to a man who was relaxed and friendly...and flirting a little.

I told him about my situation, which brought me close to tears, but I grabbed a tissue and stopped any gushing. I was upset talking about my failing marriage, so I stood up before I broke down completely. Mike stood also. Then emotion got the better of me and I put my arms around his waist and hugged him. He put his arms around me and for once I felt 'safe' and held him tight.

He caressed my back and shoulders, I think to calm me. I suddenly thought, what must he think. I invite him in for coffee and end up nearly blubbing all over his shirt. I loosened my hug and he did too. Standing back just a little, he held both my hands in his. I was close to him, very close and looked at his face then his lips. Suddenly the urge to kiss him coursed through my veins.

My heart was pounding and part of me was a little uncertain, but then I kissed him and he kissed me back. placing his hands either side of my face as he did so. I explored his lips and his mouth and felt an urge rising in me. I kissed him more passionately and he returned those kisses our tongues touching, sliding and exploring.

I remember breaking off from kissing, my arms around his neck and our foreheads touching, when I said 'make love to me, anywhere, but now'. 

I undid the buttons on his shirt and caressed his chest and torso, then I slipped off my shorts and let them drop to the floor. I couldn't strip fast enough. Next my tee shirt came off then his shorts and then he undid my bra for me and I let it slide down my arms to join my shorts on the floor. Then I slipped my panties off as he stood behind me. I heard his boxers join my clothes on the floor.

I wanted him to touch me all over. I was excited in a way I hadn't been in a long, long time. This was another man, not my husband and I didn't know what to expect, but the anticipation and his gentleness allayed any fears I might have had. 

He put his arm around me and across my stomach. Then his left hand  cupped my left boob. I told him to squeeze me hard as I leaned back against him and pushed my bottom against his groin . I felt his hardness against me. He hand slid firmly down my tummy, reaching what little hair I had there and then on further, until I felt his fingers touching my pussy. I gasped. He massaged me down there, slowly and gently and I felt myself getting moister by the moment.

I was so ready for him. We had a sofa in the lounge area of the kitchen. I wanted him to take me on there so I sat down leaned back and opened my legs for him. He stood above me, his cock really rigid. I wanted it inside me now! Then he surprised me and knelt on the floor and put his head between my legs his lips on the lips of my pussy.

Oh my! - I had never ever been touched in that way. It was fantastic, the feeling, the sensitivity and his tongue exploring me. He knew what he was doing because he found my clitoris shortly after and I nearly shot through the ceiling when he touched it with the tip of his tongue. 

Words can't describe what it did to me. I felt every nerve in my body, I felt my blood and heart pumping and .... I felt like a woman! I hadn't felt whole for some time. Now this virtual stranger changes that in less than an hour.

I felt my clit being stroked and flicked and I held his head. I didn't want him to move from there. I think I said something like 'just there please' because there was one spot that sent me wild. He found it and the pleasure and the feeling flooding through me was fantastic. I could feel myself coming and then I did. I closed my eyes , I could hear the blood rushing in my head and wonderful things happening down below. I grabbed my boobs and squeezed them.

I thought he would stop once I climaxed, but he continued and I felt myself come again...twice! That had never ever happened! I rolled fully onto the sofa - I wanted him inside me - now! I laid back as he placed himself between my wide open legs. I knew I was flushed and my boobs were engorged. I smiled up at him and he smiled back as he entered me. Pure ecstasy is the only way I can describe what it felt like. He was quite thick and as we progressed, thrusting against each other I could actually feel him swelling even more.

There was a lot of liquidity and a lot of liquid noise as he slowly brought me back once more to feel like I wanted to reach that wonderful height again. He supported himself on one arm and used his free hand to fondle my boobs. They were swollen already and his caressing just made everything heavenly. Then we quickened the gyrations and oh, it was so, so....I thought I had gone to sexual heaven. I felt him come inside me. Jerking and thrusting as two waves of his semen gushed out.

I remember his weight on me immediately afterwards and him kissing my body....he was so considerate. Suggesting we shower and clean up, he followed me upstairs. Any idea of shyness or nervousness at my own nudity, and he seeing me, had completely gone.

By the time I reached the top of the stairs he was right behind me. My thoughts were on the shower but then he literally swept me off my feet.  His left arm swept round my shoulders and his right lifted my legs off the ground. I put my arm around his neck and we both laughed. He made me feel free, abandoned, not caring about a thing. It was so lovely.

Instead of the bathroom he carried me into the back bedroom and then set me down. I put my arms around his neck again, as I felt his hands resting on my waist. We kissed - in fact we kissed a lot. His hands slipped from my waist down over my hips and then he moved them onto my backside and was caressing and kneading my buttocks gently. That was nice too. In fact the whole morning had been fantastic and, unlike my husband, he didn't neglect me after sex.

Self-doubt crept in again and I asked him if I would see him again. He said yes, and sincerely. I knew he meant it. Not sure how, but he seemed to be that type of man. I then said that no one had ever touched my pussy with their mouth as he had. He had taken me to a new place. I told him how much I enjoyed it.

As we stood there, flesh against flesh, I said that I had heard that spanking was supposed to heighten sexual pleasure. He said yes, but he would be a giver, not a receiver so couldn't confirm it. I laughed and turned round away from him ready for that shower.

All of a sudden his hands were on my boobs cupping them and squeezing. I gasped  and said something to express my surprise at the shock of his actions and then felt his cock between my legs hard and ready again.  I was still swollen, sticky and wet. I hadn't met such a sexed up man, even those far younger than him. Where he learned how to make love, as he had, was a mystery to me but there was no way I was complaining!

He pushed me gently onto the bed and he followed and lay on his back. The only thing upright at that moment was his engorged penis. 

I lay by his side then he said "Straddle me".

I raised myself up and placing my legs either side of him sat on his tummy. He reached up and fondled my boobs. I slid down slowly until I felt his cock touching my pussy. I arched my back a little knelt up a little and let him slide into me a little.

Slowly, I lowered myself onto him until penetration was full. I knew this was going to be great as I could feel my clit stimulated before I even started moving. I began rocking to and fro on Mike. I felt in control, not of him, but of myself. I rocked faster and faster, controlling when I wanted to raise myself up and enjoy where he touched me. That rocking on my clitoris was heading the right way. It was wonderful.

I leaned over him supported on my arms my breasts dangling inches from his face. He pulled me a little closer, then started sucking on each boob in turn. I was wild, rocking faster and faster. My boobs enjoying his firm sucking and then I could feel myself coming....oh what a feeling! Hee started hitting my bottom fairly hard and regularly. The pain was slight, the sensation fantastic and I think I shouted something. It transmitted itself to my pussy and my whole being, blood flowing and my whole body glowing.

Then something happened that I have never experienced. I gushed out all over him, It was like I had wet myself, but I hadn't - what an experience. I rolled off onto the bed beside him. So wet down there it was almost embarrassing. 

Then he was between my legs. His soaking wet cock seeking a home. He entered me without any discomfort to me. It was so easy, so slippery and he pounded down on me with a fervor that he hadn't displayed quite so much, earlier. I felt him thickening even more inside me and then he came.

We lay together, both of us panting a little, and me feeling a little bruised, but very, very happy and more than satisfied!

We showered together, which was a lovely way to finish what for me had been the most fantastic experience. I lathered his body and he mine, gently and with a lot of care. It was so erotic that I just wanted this time to never end....but it did . Mike got dressed leaving me all warm and glowing in just my toweling robe.

I watched him walk back to his place just over the road, then sat down on the bed and asked myself had what had happened in the last few hours been real. I sat there in a dream-like state for some time, reveling in what I had experienced.

Then my thoughts turned to my husband, what he didn't provide, and my suspicions of an affair or affairs. I felt no guilt at all, and resolved to continue my liaison with Mike until I had time to decide where I was going in life. Both Mike and I knew that our affair would not be a permanent thing.

The following day I got up early. Usually, I wasn't that motivated and had a tendency to mooch around in my dressing gown until after 9. I busied myself all day, but found myself thinking of Mike. I had seen him go out in his car that morning. He was out all day, but returned in the evening. I didn't want to be alone and, apart from knocking on his door, at this point in time, no means of contacting him.

I waited until it was nearly dark and then crossed the road and rang his door bell. He answered and welcomed me in. I told him I felt a bit lonely and did he mind my coming over. He didn't.

He offered me a drink. In fact he opened a bottle of wine and we shared it in front of the TV. The wine was finished some time later, and so was any decent TV. We hadn't watched it all the time as I had cuddled up to him and we had been kissing.

Ten thirty came around. I didn't want to go and I think he had sensed that, so he asked if I wanted to stay there that night. I said yes.

That is how I found myself in Mike's bed snuggled up to him under a cosy duvet, both of us naked. We made love tenderly, he caressing me lots, back and front, before mounting me and gently inserting his cock in my wet pussy. Under that duvet we slid together slowly. Each of us were doing our bit to ensure pleasure all round. It was lovely, not desperate like I felt the previous day but slow and easy, and so enjoyable.

Gradually he brought me to a climax and I came with the same fantastic flash in my brain and my body suffused with pleasure all over. He continued until I felt his thick cock ejaculate all he had into me. He didn't roll off immediately, instead rotating around on my clit until he lost his erection. That was so nice. My husband would have gained his own pleasure without satisfying me and then immediately withdrawn. What a difference between two men!

I went home the following morning after the 'morning rush' in our street, so as not to be too noticeable.

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Natalie and Kate

After returning home from Kate's that day, I felt good. She was a lovely lady, slight of build but beautiful in her way. Nat was far more outgoing and prepared to take the initiative. Two different ladies.

I was surprised, but pleased that evening to find Kate on my doorstep. She was lonely and wanted to join me for the evening. From her attitude at the outset, I could tell she wanted to spend the night...and she did.

A few days later Nat and I arranged the woodland picnic. What I hadn't mentioned previously was that Nat and Kate had spoken to each, telling the other of their encounters with me.

So there we were sitting munching on salad in perfect peace and quiet in the middle of the forest. The tree cast dappled shade, and the scent of pine from the firs pervaded the air. The grass surrounding us was long and beginning to ripen.

Nat returned to the subject of Kate, her situation, and her Nat's own.

"I asked you whether you found Kate attractive for a reason", she said. "You know that we are both in similar situations with both our husbands away, and both of us in less than happy or in satisfying relationships"

"Yes," I said.

I was about to tell her about Kate when she said,

" I know you have been with Kate, and she knows I have had sex with you. I ought to tell you that we have been talking, and had before I made a move in your direction. "

She went on to say that they were basically two frustrated females with unfulfilled sexual fantasies and a complete lack of close male company. She told me that she and Kate had both married in their mid-twenties and both felt they had made mistakes.

I mentioned that I felt Kate was making plans to leave her man. She said they both were, but not yet. She confirmed what I thought, in that Kate's husband was having an affair and not his first. She said that she didn't mind sharing me with Kate and that they had both compared notes and had enjoyed superb sex with me.

"Experience counts", she said laughing. 

"Why, thank you ma'am" I replied.

At that point she stood, slid her shorts off revealing ...panties this time! Having said that, they didn't leave much to the imagination. I stood as she unbuttoned her top and stood in her underwear, looking really sexy. I dragged my polo shirt over my head and undid my belt buckle, letting my shorts drop to the ground.

Nat undid her bra and 'released' her lovely boobs. She posed there with the dappled shade of the tree dancing across her body. I had my camera and picked it up. Nat nodded to indicate that I could go ahead and take some shots of her.

Here are some of the results:

I remained in my boxers and took some great photos - many more than there are here.

It was warm. Nat came back to where the blanket was and swept our lunch off it, bending over as she did. What a lovely arse she had. The curve of her hips and backside, then her legs tapering down. I could see her gorgeous boobs dangling down, too. She knew it as well

"Take me now" she said laying on the blanket and lifting her legs.

I didn't hesitate. My boxers came off and we made love. As Nat climaxed her cries were lost in the trees and the sounds of the countryside. Afterwards we lay there for some time. She with her head on my chest, her boobs against my body and her leg curled over my legs. An idyllic afternoon, you could say.

As we drove back to Nat's car, she asked how much I liked her and Kate. I repeated what I said before that they were both different, but I enjoyed being with them both, as long as each of them didn't mind sharing me. Nat said she had spoken with Kate and they were fine with the 'arrangement'.

It was then that she suggested maybe we should all three get together... I dwelt on the idea for a while and then agreed. Why not! Two lovely women in their prime, slim and fairly well endowed, good to be with - what wasn't to like about that idea.

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Three Way Story

So Nat and Kate were to arrange something special at my place - biggest bed, least evidence. 

I said I would lay on Champagne and some nibbles - lay and nibbles being the operative words, in more ways than one.

A week passed and a weekend. Then on the Monday Nat called me on the cell phone I had given her. They wanted to get together the following day. I had also arranged a throwaway cell for Kate too who spent some time on a call to me saying she was excited about Tuesday and had I ever 'entertained two women at the same time before. I said I had and she giggled. 

“Should be fun then" she said. "See you tomorrow ".

They both came over after lunch on that glorious Tuesday. I think Kate had gone to Nat's and made their way from there. The prospect of the rest of the day was exciting, not only for them but for me also. I had decided that Kate might need some Dutch courage, so had opened and put a bottle of white wine on ice. When they both arrived, we stood in the kitchen while I poured the drinks. As I suspected Kate quaffed hers pretty quickly (nerves?) and so I gave her a refill.

To ease matter along I stripped down to my boxers and Nat down to her underwear. With nearly two glasses of wine in her Kate followed suit. They both looked pretty good to me.

Kate had loosened up quite a bit and I said " You two ladies look good enough to eat" 

Quick as a flash Nat replied, " I hope so, we both hope so! Make a meal of us!"

I put my arms around them both and we went into what can best be described as a group hug. 

" One rule," I said. "No clothes upstairs, so everything must come off down here". 

With that Nat discarded her bra and slipped her panties off. Kate put down her empty wine glass and did the same. 

I slipped my boxers off and said "After you ladies", as we headed for the stairs.

Kate  went first, followed by Nat. I couldn't resist a gentle pat on her bottom as she swung her hips suggestively on the way up. The main bedroom had a king size bed and I pointed Kate in that direction although she knew where to go, of course. Nat was next, followed by me. I think Kate was a still a bit hesitant, but not Nat as she climbed onto the bed kneeling with her arse facing me and displaying her pussy.

I playfully pushed Nat over to the other side and climbed onto the bed and lay in the middle. Kate then climbed on, next to me so I was sandwiched by two lovely nude women. Nat started things off by encouraging my cock toward an erection...using her tongue. I told Kate to straddle me over my chest and then shuffle forward so I could 'eat' her pussy. She giggled nervously but complied. 

I reached up and fondled her breasts. They were firming up nicely and, from where I lay, they looked great, slowly she lowered her pussy towards my mouth.

Nat had brought me to a full erection in the meanwhile, and was sucking gently on my cock. 

" Swing your arse round Nat, " I said "so I can reach your pussy". 

She did. She parted her legs while still caressing my cock with her lips and tongue. She was wet, aroused by her playing with me, I guessed.

I continued to wrap my lips and mouth around Kate's pussy she loved it and was making noises that sound like 'mmmm's'. I used my tongue to part her pussy's lips farther and flicked up toward her clit she started rocking in time with my tongue.

Simultaneously, my finger found Nat's's opening and I inserted first one finger then two into that wet and velvety orifice.. She was quite wide open and beginning to moan with pleasure. Who said men can't 'multi task'! Two women moaning with pleasure, and I wasn't doing too badly either!

Nat was really wet and so was Kate. Nat moved away from my 'arousing' finger action and then she straddled me as well, lowering herself onto my penis, which she had prepared well with her mouth. I concentrated on Kate who was loving the 'lip' treatment.

Both she and Nat were really going at things rocking and moaning. I could feel Nat writhing around on my penis and going faster and faster. I placed my hands on Kate's buttocks and squeezed her and I saw Nat had grabbed Kate's boobs and was squeezing them. It was quite an erotic experience for all three of us. I could feel Nat coming and Kate crying out.

At one point they were both doing it at the same time, then they came one after the other. Nat first, then Kate who left her upright position and leaned right over me. I grabbed her boobs at the same time as thrusting up into Nat, faster and faster. She was soaking and slippery and so wide - it was a great feeling. Then I came into her first of all, but then she slid off and started licking the semen off my cock, taking some on her hands and lathering it over her boobs.

Meantime, Kate had rolled off and lay on her side beside me. Her hand was stroking my chest hair and she was kissing my chest. Kate joined us on my other side after using a tissue. What a pleasure to have two lithe female bodies pressed against mine. They both brought their legs up so they were slightly curled against me, either side.

“How was that girls?" I said. 

Almost in unison they said "Lovely"

Nat said," I found that so erotic, so sexy and sucking on you was the first time I have done that. You tasted good! I was just overcome with the moment and felt that was the thing to do when I saw your erection - so sexy. Kate, I hope you didn't mind my grabbing your boobs just before I came"

"It was a lovely surprise as I was on the verge of coming and when you did that I couldn't stop myself. It was so sexy and when, you Mike, squeezed my buttocks everything happened at once - I just exploded!"

"I think we all did Kate...at almost the same time. It was fantastic girls", I said. "Now, who is for some Champagne?"

I got up leaving the girls looking beautiful on the bed and then threw them two robes and left them to clean up in the family bathroom while I did the same in one of the en suites. I had the flutes ready for drinks down stairs and popped the cork when they appeared.

We clinked glasses and went and sat in the lounge; all three of us on the same couch, sipping our Champagne and talking about our 'experience'. I had some canapés ready and we ate some of those and drank more Champagne. Soon the Champagne was gone and, with the girls now a little more than giggly, we returned to the bedroom.

"How about some photos of the occasion, girls?" I said.

They both agreed subject to the proviso that they were between the three of us only and any that were put on a memory stick for them, would have their faces edited out. There was some discussion and also a little instruction on using the camera.

It seemed they really did want a record of our 'togetherness', as they wanted to remember it, and also view what I hoped would be quite erotic photos.

"How about separate and a joint photo shoot sometime?" I asked. Nat said yes immediately, knowing I was a pretty good photographer. She then persuaded Kate to agree.

So we were set. 

Nat had the camera, and Kate was ready for some action she said. Where did all her inhibitions go?

She slipped her gown off and I did the same. Nat also became the naked photographer. What a scene, and very sexy. I stood behind Kate and stroked her thighs and hips gradually working up to her waist. She took my hands and placed them on her boobs, which were pretty perky in anticipation of what was to come.  Both the girls were pretty firm in that department and a pleasure to handle.

She took her hands away and I stroked her boobs from underneath, up towards her  nipples just touching them to enhance that anticipation. Then down again away from that area. I cupped her boobs from underneath lifting them slightly and this was now having an effect, as she nuzzled her bottom hard against my body.

Nat moved around us and was taking lots of photos with the DSLR. Kate and I became oblivious as she turned to face me, then lay back on the  bed. She was well and truly wet and her pussy ready for me. She grabbed my cock and used it to stimulate her clitoris, rubbing it faster and faster against herself. She began taking short intakes of breath and also gasping.

Her eyes were closed part of the time and her face flushed with blood. I squeezed her boobs and rubbed her nipples with my fingers. they were hard...and so was I! Then she began to come. I watched her as she cried out in pleasure and as her tummy muscles contracted with her climax. Then she was done.

She obviously wanted me inside her straight away as she steered me into her pussy's opening. I slid in without difficulty, penetrating her fully. She gasped and then I gave it to her hard and fast. Faster and faster, teasing her clit as I nearly withdrew. Then rotating around inside her until she was nearly there again. Then I pounded her pubic bone so hard she came with a scream, as I also shot everything I had into her.

I stayed inside her briefly as she caressed my body and smiled up at me. Her legs still spread wide either side of me. then she wrapped them around my waist holding me inside her. 

Eventually, we parted and lay side by side regaining our breath. Nat put down the camera and climbed on the bed with us.

"Make me come", she said to me "...with your mouth. I found watching you two having sex so arousing I nearly forgot I was photographing it". 

She was right, when I knelt between her legs her pussy was already swollen and very wet. This was very much an afternoon of mutual sexual pleasure, as Kate took some baby oil I kept and started massaging it into Nat, and as I explored her pussy with my mouth.

I spread her legs a little wider and supported them on my arms as I started flicking her clit. She wasn't backward in letting me know when I hit the right spot either, vocalizing her pleasure with abandon. As I worked Nat toward a climax I saw Kate was rubbing the oil onto Nat's breasts with what seemed some pleasure. I think I had awoken a few fantasies with the experience we had arranged that afternoon. Nat bucked upwards as she came, with a shout and a lot of  'oh, oh, OH’s!'

All three of us lay on the bed afterwards, a tangle of limbs and bodies. Nat's boobs were still glistening with the oil and I couldn't risk the temptation to play with them. Kate not wanting to miss out asked me to oil her boobs too. Needless to say that was a great pleasure, too.

There was more, but toward the early evening we ended our threesome, dressed, at least the girls did, and they left for their homes. I showered and I guess they did too. We never had another threesome that year, but I fulfilled one of Kate's fancies in that we made love in the country on a later occasion. She was also the first one to call a halt to our encounters, when she separated from her husband and met a new guy. That was 4-5 months down the line from all that is related above.

Being the Lothario I was then, I managed to fill in the gap with other 'company'!

Nat and I continued our liaison for nearly a year off and on. She remained a few doors away from me but, having separated from her husband before Kate had done the same, we spent quite a bit of time together. I continued with my weekends spent at my apartment in London and eventually after about a year had elapsed Nat decided to sell up and move in with a guy nearer her age. Before that we took a couple of vacations together over here in the States and also in Europe.

I understand that both Nat and Kate are remarried.

The following are galleries from the threesome afternoon, and separately of Nat and Kate.

Explicit Photos Follow

Threesome

Kate:

Nat:

LL - I'll leave you to figure out who this beautiful 'pair' belong to:

Separate photo shoot with Kate at two locations...both in houses...and bedrooms 😉:

and....kitchen en...counters...

Countryside encounter with Kate:

The photos below are of the two girls, Nat and Kate, together, shot on location:

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The following is unconnected with the above, but with the title I have given it sort of  sums things up........

Forbidden Fruit

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Photographs in this blog have been edited to preserve anonymity, but are concurrent with the events told in this account. All photos are copyright. ©