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Subject: {ASSM} Story: Our New Neighbors Chap. 4 (fict, MFMF swap, rom, smoking, DP)
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   Our New Neighbors Chap. 4 (fict, MFMF swap, rom, smoking, DP)


   Since the night Jen came over and sneaked into our house using the
key Kelly had given her, things had been fairly calm.  Actually, Jen
and Wad went out of town to visit family the following weekend, which
was just as well since Kelly was having her period and wouldn't have
been up for any wild encounters.  She was quick to inform me though
that Wade wasn't getting any either, since Jen was also on her cycle;
apparently they had compared notes on their birth control pills and
were on the same rows.

   That didn't stop Kelly and I from having a good time though.  We've
never been terribly squeamish about sex at that particular time of the
month; we just lay down an old towel and hop into the shower
afterwards.  We do tend to leave out the toys and oral sex, though.
However, our fantasy play was as hot as it had ever been, with Kelly
constantly whispering sexual innuendos about Jen into my ear to keep
me aroused.  In fact, it was a little peculiar because as attracted as
I was to Jen, I didn't really think about her all the time.  However,
Kelly made sure that she was always on the forefront of my mind by
asking me what I thought was the sexiest thing about her, or
suggesting that some evening she and Jen would have to "swap homes for
the evening."  The end result was that I was spending a lot of time
with the little blonde beauty running through my thoughts.

   Wade told me during the following week that Jen had been following
a similar line with him.  Apparently, she had been reminding him of
Kelly's larger chest all weekend and asking him if he liked feeling
her 36C breasts.  Of course, poor Wade had only fucked my wife once
and I had screwed Jen twice, so he didn't have quite as much to
compare, but he did get one of her fabulous hand jobs in the bar not
long ago.  Jen also forced him to admit that he found the made-up look
that Kelly wore very attractive.  And since he has a bit of a
submissive streak, she took great pleasure in making him sniff a pair
of her used panties, before informing him that she had given them to
Kelly to wear the previous day.

   So all in all, our wives continued to keep us in a highly aroused
state over the next week and a half even though we didn't have a
chance to push the boundaries of our friendship any farther physically
during that time.  I began to wonder exactly what it was that the
ladies were up to.  What were they getting out of this?  Of course,
every man probably fantasizes about getting to fuck another woman
besides his wife, but did that apply to the ladies too?  Were they
doing this because they wanted to sample one another's husband?  Were
they doing it for us?  Maybe there was even something emotional at
work, and Wade and I satisfied different needs for each of them...  At
any rate, the one time I tried to ask Kelly about it she told me I
should stop worrying about "figuring it out" and just be glad that I
was getting something most men would give up a leg for.

   The following weekend, we decided it was time to have a barbeque of
our own and get Wade and Jen over since it had been a while.  Of
course, we don't have a hot tub to offer, but there's no reason we
couldn't all wander to their place if the urge struck.  While talking
during the week, Wade reminded me that during the first night, when
the ladies had manipulated us in their little game, they had promised
that we would get to call the shots next time.  With that in mind, he
made some suggestions to me and I fully agreed.  The ladies were going
to be in for some of their own medicine...

   Friday evening, they rang our buzzer promptly at 7:00.  As had
become our custom, Wade and I shook hands while the ladies embraced,
then Kelly kissed Wade quite enthusiastically and Jen kissed me, our
tongues playing for a couple of moments before we broke off.  They
were loaded down with bottles of wine and hors d'oevres, so we helped
them to the table and set down the food.

    We were all starving since no one had really eaten after work, so
it only took a short time to kill off a bottle and a half of wine.
They had located a nice 1997 Napa Cabernet that was quite excellent
and readily complemented the cheese and fruit they'd brought over.  I
decided to go ahead and get the dinner on, knowing that we were all
really looking forward to the after dinner festivities anyway.  

   I grilled up some skewers of beef and chicken kabobs that had been
marinating all day in special sauces that I had concocted.  Served
with a light salad and rice pilaf, it made for a tasty and fun meal
that went down rapidly.  We relaxed after dinner to plenty more wine
and some new trip-hop music I had downloaded recently.  We were
lounging on the couch and loveseat in the living room, paired normally
for the time being.  Eventually, Wade caught my eye and raised his
brow in a questioning manner.  Judging the digestion to be well under
way, I smiled and he nodded.
 
   "So ladies, I seem to remember at one point you two saying that you
were going to do whatever we wanted you to since we played along so
well a few weekends ago..." Wade said lightly.

   Jen smiled, taking a pack of cigarettes out of her purse and
lighting one.  I noticed that since Kelly had told her about my
fetish, she had gone and bought her own pack, and it pleased me to see
her making an effort to arouse me.

   "I have to admit, I do remember saying something like that," Jen
conceded with a glance at Kelly.

   Lighting a cigarette of her own, Kelly took a drag and paused,
thinking.  Eventually she exhaled a stream of smoke and responded, "I
suppose you're right.  I thought maybe they had forgotten about that."
She smiled and squeezed my thigh.

   "Let me guess, you want to see me and Jen together, right?" she
quipped.

   Actually, I very much did want to see that, and from the reaction
on Wade's face when she said it, I know he did too.  But we had
decided in advance that we were going to save that card for another
night, since this evening we wanted to have them to ourselves.  Plus,
not going for the "easy play" would, we thought, make us
unpredictable.  Silly, I know.
 
   "We definitely want to see that, but not tonight.  We have other
plans in mind," I said, trying to be firm.  A hint of a smile played
across Kelly's lips as she inhaled a drag from her cigarette.

   I turned to Kelly and pulled her towards me.  Leaning in, I pressed
my mouth to hers and kissed her.  As her lips opened and our tongues
met, I could taste her smoky sweet breath and felt my cock stiffening
inside my pants.  I put my arms around her and ran my hands across her
back, rubbing lightly through her clothes.  Glancing over her
shoulder, I saw that Wade was doing the same thing to Jen and that she
was responding eagerly.  I kissed her for many long seconds, and then
pulled away suddenly.  Again trying to seem firm, which was difficult
with the amusement in the ladies' eyes, I looked at Kelly and told her
to trade places with Jen.  "I want to make out with my girlfriend," I
told her, trying to make her a little jealous.  Of course, it didn't
work as well as I had hoped.  As they switched, Kelly murmured loudly
enough to be heard, "Take good care of my husband."  I noticed she was
quick to settle into Wade's waiting arms for some care taking of her
own.

   Jen ignored the seat next to me, instead sitting in my lap facing
me.  She put one hand behind my neck, took a drag of her cigarette and
exhaled, then leaned in and began kissing me fiercely.  She was so
good, so different.  Her lips felt subtly unlike my wife's, soft and
insistent where Kelly was smooth and teasing.  Her passion managed to
exceed my own, and in spite of myself, I found my hands creeping
across her blouse to massage her firm breasts as we necked.

   Finally, Wade was the one who brought us back to our plan of
action, struggling to rezip his pants, which Kelly had been fighting
to undo.

   "Well, this is going nicely, but I think we need to slow it down a
little bit here.  Shall we give them their presents now?" he asked.

   "I think that's a good idea," I agreed.  I reluctantly lifted Jen
from my lap and set her on the couch, then stood.  Going into the
bedroom, I returned with two identically wrapped boxes and handed one
to each of them.  "For you," I said in the plural.

   Kelly and Jen eagerly accepted their gifts and began unwrapping.
Tissue paper flew everywhere, so aggressive were their efforts.
Apparently gifts were a good idea with these two!  Kelly got her box
open a split second faster, and found two identical sets of lingerie.
There were ultra sheer bras that concealed absolutely nothing, along
with lacy garter belts and back seamed sheer stockings.  All were
black.  Kelly picked up the bras and noticed that one was 36C and the
other 34B, and grinned at our obvious intentions.  Then she looked
over to see what Jen had received.  

   Jen's box contained one set makeup, a dark red Mac lipstick with
matching lip liner and nail polish, and a dusky eye shadow.  It also
had two pairs of high, wedge heeled black shoes in sizes 8   and 7  ,
and a pair of butterfly clit vibrators that were designed to be held
in place with elastic bands.  They were remotely controlled, and the
remotes were not in the box.
 
   The ladies smiled at us and thanked us.  "I assume we're supposed
to go get into these outfits," Jen laughed.  Wade and I assured her
that our desires should be quite evident.  They smirked and headed
into the master bedroom, conspicuously bringing along their cigarettes
for my benefit.

   Wade and I looked at each other.  "I think this is going pretty
well," he said.

   "So far, so good.  Are you ready for the rest of it?" I asked,
knowing that our plans involved separating the ladies a little later. 
 
   "Hey, you've fucked Jen twice now, so if it was going to bother me
it already would have.  And I can't wait to get another chance with
Kelly.  She is so hot!" Wade responded emphatically.

   "I think she's pretty eager to have you again too," I admitted.
"She keeps reminding me how thick you felt inside of her."

   "Well, Jen hasn't let me forget that you can bottom out in her
either, plus she keeps talking about the oral sex.  Of course, she
spends most of her time talking about Kelly.  Would you believe that
she had me close my eyes and pretend I was fucking Kelly when we had
sex last night?"

   "No shit!  Kelly hasn't done that, but she keeps telling me I'd
better like blonde hair, because I'd be seeing it in my bed a lot.
That's why I teased her and called Jen 'my girlfriend' earlier.  I
tried to ask her once what had gotten into her, but she pretty much
told me if I liked it, to leave it alone and enjoy.  So I am," I told
him.

   We chatted for a while, since between the nails, the makeup, and
the outfits, it took the women quite some time to get ready.  After
about a half an hour, they finally emerged from the bedroom.  They
looked amazing, with their cleavage emphasized by the tight demi-bras,
but their nipples and areolas completely exposed by the sheer
material.  Their sexy makeup and red lips looked fantastic, and they
had taken the time to do their hair up a bit as well.  Of course, they
had on the stockings and high heels as well, which emphasized both of
their sexy legs.  Finally, the butterfly vibrators were securely
strapped in place.  Sauntering over to us with cigarettes in their
hands, Kelly asked, "Where should we sit?"
 
   I motioned for them to sit between us, with Jen closest to me.  We
were more or less surrounding our square coffee table in the living
room, and I withdrew a deck of cards from underneath, along with a
square of cardboard.  I explained the rules of the game.  We were to
play "Asshole", a college drinking game, except Wade and I
automatically were the Presidents no matter who won, and could make
them drink at any time.  To emphasize the point, we had them each do a
shot of peach schnapps.  In addition to the normal rules, the
cardboard square I had created was labeled "H" on one side, and "L" on
the other.  Whenever a "2" was played, the women had to scramble to
kiss either their husband ("H") or lover ("L") depending on what side
of the card Wade and I had left face up.  If they forget, or were too
slow or kissed the wrong one, they would have to take a drink and be
'buzzed'.

   Wade suggested that we demonstrate 'buzzing' so that the penalty
would be clear, so we each took a remote control from our pockets.
Checking to ensure we had the control for our own wives, we flicked on
the butterfly vibrators to high.  Instantly, gasps and low moans came
from both women.  We shut the toys off and grinned at their
desperation.  Secretly, I figured they would make some intentional
errors just to get the penalty buzzing.

   We dealt the cards and began.  For the first couple of hands,
everything went smoothly.  We made the ladies drink some wine, having
some ourselves, and when twos were played the ladies kissed the
appropriate man.  Every few minutes Wade or I would switch the
indicator card to keep them on their toes.  Eventually of course, the
pace of our changes and the intake of alcohol conspired, no doubt
assisted by the pleasure of the penalty, to cause a mishap.  When I
threw a two, Jen kissed me and Kelly kissed Wade.  We let them go
briefly, and then pointed out the prominent "H" on the indicator.  
 
   Pouring the schnapps, Wade handed them each a shot glass.  The
women drank them down and looked at us with anticipation.  We made
them wait a few seconds, then gave them a five second buzz from the
vibrators.  When their moans ended, we continued.
 From then on, the "mistakes" became more frequent, and the women even
began seeking out additional ways of obtaining penalty buzzes, such as
running their fingers across their pussy lips and letting us taste the
wetness, or stroking our cocks through our pants.  We found a way to
occasionally buzz them unearned as well, just for the hell of it.

   Finally, I took Jen by the hand and led her into our master
bedroom, while Wade brought Kelly into the spare.  I laid Jen on the
bed and began kissing her body, from her inner thighs to her neck and
chest.  I also handed her the radio vibrator remote, telling her she
could tease Kelly with it.  Soon, I began hearing intermittent moans
from my wife in the other room.  Shortly after that I started noticing
Jen's vibrator firing on and off and smelled her wetness leaking from
her.  I started licking her pussy, gently pushing two fingers into her
cunt.

   In the spare bedroom, Wade had wasted no time ditching his pants
and lying down in front of Kelly.  She started jacking his 2" thick
cock to full erection, then placed her red lips at its head and slowly
pushed her moan down around him.  She sucked and fondled his cock
while her vibrator randomly switched on and off, struggling to get her
mouth around his wide prick.  

   Meanwhile, I had slid up and begun kissing Jen and letting her
taste the musky flavor of her vagina from my mouth.  I rubbed the head
of my dick in her wet crevice to moisten it and slowly began pushing
it into her.  When the vibrator would go on, I could feel its buzzing
through her cunt flesh and her hips would rise to take me deeply
inside of her.  I fucked her for several minutes this way, and Jen
came three times when Kelly left the vibrator switched on for a long
period without stopping.  I realized later that this was when Wade was
fucking her with his thick cock and she was hoping Jen would do the
same for her.  Eventually, she did, but she gave Kelly plenty of time
to experience the fullness of his meat before adding to the
sensations.

   I was fucking Jen hard by that point, kissing her red lips and
probing her mouth with my tongue.  I pulled the bra from her right
breast and leaned in to suck on her erect nipple.  "How do you like
this?" I asked her.

   "I love it!" she gasped.  "Fuck me!  Don't stop.  Don't stop
fucking me.  Oh god, I love your fucking dick."  Her neck was arched
backwards and her eyes were focused intensely on mine.  From the next
room I could actually hear my wife screaming in pleasure as Wade
screwed her.  Jen kept moaning uncontrollably under me.  "I love your
dick!  Oh-oh god, I love it...I love you!" she cried.

   I nearly came at that point from the sudden rush of arousal and raw
power I felt.  I slowed down to let my impending orgasm subside and
began kissing Jen hard.  Had she meant to say that?  I didn't know,
but I needed to find out.  I kissed her neck and ears, slowing and
deepening my strokes until I was making love to her instead of fucking
her.  "What did you say?" I whispered to her.

   "I love you," Jen told me, kissing me.  "I love my husband and I
love you.  I want to stay like this, with both of you.  And Kelly
too."

   I wasn't sure what to say.  There was no doubt that I had developed
some complex feelings by this point, but at the same time I didn't
want to betray my wife and my marriage.  Sex was one thing; love was
quite another.  But this beautiful blonde beneath me was hard to
resist and my own wife had been pushing me into her arms almost from
the beginning.  Finally I whispered it back to her, almost inaudibly.
But I know she heard, because she clamped her legs around my back and
fucked hard up against me until she came again.  This time I couldn't
hold back and I filled her cunt with my come, thrusting into her again
and again until our mixed juices were foaming around my dick.

   We disengaged and I flopped to her side, spent.  We cuddled and
kissed for a few minutes, then quite contrary to the plans Wade and I
had made, which called for double-fucking Jen like we had Kelly two
weeks earlier, Jen and I both fell fast asleep in each other's arms.

***************

   I awoke with a start to the sun shining in the window, and the
smell of coffee brewing.  Instantly I was terribly worried.  Jen still
lay asleep next to me, her hair spilled across my wife's pillows.
There is a major difference between sleeping together (sex) and
sleeping together (sleeping), and I was afraid Kelly would be angry.

   I needn't have worried, because Kelly came in to the bedroom
bearing two cups of coffee.  She was wrapped in a sheet and one of her
breasts was hanging out slightly.  She handed me a cup and sat beside
me.
 
   "I didn't want to disturb you two last night, so we left you alone.
Actually, that's night entirely true.  Wade fucked me twice last
night, and once again this morning while you were asleep."  I looked
down and noticed a trail of come running down her leg from her
well-used pussy.  "She told you last night, didn't she?" Kelly asked
knowingly.

   I thought about trying to pretend it hadn't happened, but decided
to just be honest about it.  I nodded affirmatively.

   Kelly smiled and kissed me.  "It's okay - I know how she feels.
You know that's not all though, right?"  I had a feeling of where this
was going.  "Jen and I are a lot alike," she continued.

   "You love us both too?" I asked with a half-smile.  Kelly nodded.
"You're both such amazing men, and since it seems mutual between
everyone Jen and I haven't tried to fight it," she explained.

   Somewhere along the line, Jen had awoken.  She smiled sleepily at
Kelly, and then leaned over to kiss me.  I noticed her pause and
followed her gaze to the semen on Kelly's exposed cunt.  Placing her
hand on my cock underneath the sheets, she said, "Looks like I've been
sleeping and missed out on the morning!"
 
   "Wade said he had some catching up to do," Kelly joked.  She pulled
the sheet off of us.  I was completely naked, but Jen had never
bothered to take off her stockings and garter before falling asleep.
The vision of her toned body along with her stroking hand rapidly
hardened my member, and Jen swung a leg over me.  "Care to give me a
hand?" she teased Kelly.

   I felt Kelly's hand encircle my shaft and stroke me several times
to full erection, then rub me against Jen's vagina, sticky from last
night's sex and her fresh arousal.  Jen tilted her hips to take me all
the way inside of her and slid down, slowly wedging Kelly's hand
between us.  She began fucking me in a riding motion while my wife
squeezed the base of my prick like a thick cock ring.
 
   I closed my eyes and enjoyed the dual sensations, in no hurry to
speed things up.  We fucked for a few minutes, then I felt the bed
shift beneath me and looked up to see Wade leaning in behind Jen.  He
smeared a dollop of lubricant on her asshole and rubbed his big dick
in it.  "We never got to this last night," he grinned, slowly pushing
his rod into her rectum.  I was amazed that Jen could handle all of it
in her ass, as it was thick enough to be a tight fit in a pussy, but
she slowly relaxed around it until I could feel the increased pressure
as her entire crotch was filled with cock.  Beside us, Kelly watched
intently as we started double-fucking her friend, fingering her sloppy
pussy and tasting the come that leaked out of her onto her fingers.

   The tightness of Jen's cunt was exquisite and she started screaming
our names as a series of orgasms began to wash over her.  I silently
cheered at her multi-orgasmic pleasures, since my wife only has one
big one per session.  Soon I could feel Wade tense up and begin
twitching through the thin membrane separating Jen's cunt and asshole,
then he began spurting a load of semen into her bowels.  The sensation
sent me into my own orgasm and I joined him in flooding his wife with
hot jism.

   Finally, we all separated and lay on the king sized bed together
panting.  Jen looked at Kelly and said, "We want you guys to take us
on a vacation, and soon!"  I grinned, knowing that even more fun lay
in store for us....

    
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