This story takes place in August 2005.

Robert and I were watching Brynn, our 16-year-old neighbor give her boyfriend a blowjob, on the wicker chaise lounge next to our pool. As her mouth moved up and down his 17-year-old shaft I turned to Robert and said, “Want to have some fun?”

He smiled deviously and said, “Yes.”

He put his game face on, opened the door to the pool, stormed out and yelled, “What the fuck is going on here?”

Brynn looked up from sucking her boyfriend’s dick with a shocked look and quietly said, “What are you doing here?”

She thought we were on vacation. She thought she had our house to herself. She thought she had the perfect place to play away from her father.

Every August Robert and I send the kids to visit family in Michigan for a few weeks. We tell them it’s so they can spend time with their grandmother, aunts, uncles and cousins. Truthfully we send them away so we can have alone time. When you have kids almost all of your time is spent dealing with their needs and wants. Sometimes it’s good to have a break, and for three weeks every August we get one.

Usually Robert and I go somewhere nice during the first week of our vacation from parenting. But in June of 2005 I had given birth to Adam, my beautiful baby boy. Our plan was to take him with us on our romantic week away. Since he suffered from Baby Colic, we didn’t want to subject his crying to other passengers or guests at the resort we were planning to stay at. Instead we decided to spend our time away from the kids entirely at home.

Fortunately Brynn didn’t know about our change in plans.

Brynn was gorgeous. She had long blonde hair, bright blue eyes and was always smiling. She stood 5’6, maybe weighed around 114 lbs and had a spectacular 34B-24-32 figure. Looking at her you’d think that she was flawless, but that is not true. She might be one of the dumbest teenagers I’ve ever met. Just listening to her talk can give you a migraine. Nothing she says makes any sense.

Robert thinks she’s inherited her intelligence from her father, Mark. He is not the brightest bulb on the block. Like us he is very well off. Unlike us he didn’t earn a penny of it himself. Everything he got he inherited. Now he isn’t your do nothing aristocrat, Mark has started many companies all of which have gone belly-up. His latest venture was an ad agency that just lost its biggest client. Because of his business incompetence many good people have lost their jobs, while Mark just takes a huge tax deduction and I’m pretty sure comes out financially unscathed.

He’s also the biggest bore I’ve ever met. The only thing he talks about is politics. Which is something I love talking about. However his knowledge on the subject comes from watching FOX News. Which he constantly quotes. In his opinion if they don’t mention it, its not news.

He’s also a religious zealot. He lives his life by the good book, and doesn’t stray from his fundamental beliefs. He’s kind of like Ned Flanders from “The Simpson’s,” except stricter. He makes his four children read from the Bible every night, and has them promise him that they will never break any of the commandments.

Mark truly believes that if you break any of the commandments you will go to Hell. When we first moved to the neighborhood he actually broke down, cried and begged Robert and God to forgive because he had an impure thought about me. It was obvious to us that if he thought he was damning his soul he’d always breakdown and confess what he did. So, because of his religious beliefs and only for his religious beliefs we gave him a key to our house. Out of all our neighbors we knew that he wouldn’t use the key for evil purposes. He would only use it to get our mail and water our plants when we’re away.

Brynn thought differently. She thought that since were “gone” she’d be able to use our house to do what she couldn’t get away with in her own. Instead her plans went awry, and now she was crying while boyfriend’s cock was rapidly going limp in her hand.

“What is your father going to say about this?” Robert yelled.

She started crying louder.

Robert then turned to the boyfriend and yelled, “Get the fuck out of my house!”

He jumped off the chaise lounge, rapidly threw his clothes on and ran out without even saying goodbye to Brynn.

I then said, “Honey, why don’t you go check on the baby and let me talk to Brynn?”

As he stared at her naked body he said, “Fine.”

He then walked into the house and up the stairs. I then said to Brynn, “I think you need to come inside the house.”

She got off the chair and started picking her clothes off the ground.

“Those can wait until later,” I said sternly.

Brynn was shaking nervously as she walked into the house. Goose bumps were popping up all over her tight hot body. When we entered the living room I sat on the couch and motioned for her to sit next to me. As her butt hit the cushion tears started escaping her eyes at a more rapid pace. Still shaking she looked at me and asked, “Are you going to tell my Dad?’

“About you trespassing or giving your boyfriend a blowjob?” I asked.

“He’ll kill me if you tell him,” she cried.

“Don’t be so over dramatic,” I said.

“I’m not,” she said. “If I break Dad and God’s rules he locks me in my room with only a bible and forces me to read it out loud. I’m only allowed out to go to school.”

I was quite surprised at this; I didn’t realize that her father was that cruel. I just shook my head in disbelief as I asked, “How often does he punish you like that?”

“A couple times a month,” she said.

“You poor baby,” I said as I gave her a comforting hug. “What kind of things does he punish you for?”

After we finished hugging she wiped her tears away and said, “Lot’s of things. Like not doing my homework, taking books out of my brother’s room without asking, and you know?”

“No I don’t know,” I said.

“My dad’s grounded me for touching myself…you know…down there,” she said.

“Your dad grounds you for masturbating?” I asked.

“He said it’s unladylike and against God,” she replied.

“Your Dad’s an idiot,” I said. “There’s nothing wrong about playing with yourself. I do it all the time.”

“But you’re married,” she said.

“So?” I said.

“But you don’t need to do that anymore,” Brynn said in surprised tone.

“Being married doesn’t mean you stop masturbating,” I said. “Sometimes Robert’s not around and I need to get off or reduce stress.”

She started giggling.

“Why are you laughing?” I asked.

“It’s so weird thinking about old people playing with themselves,” she said.

“I’m not old,” I said. “I’m 35.”

Her giggling got louder as she said, “That’s pretty old.”

I then stood up and took off my shirt.

“What are you doing?” Brynn asked.

“Proving you wrong,” I said as I threw my shirt on the floor and started unbuttoning my tight jeans.

A few seconds later I stood in front of my neighbor’s daughter showing off my 5’7, 137lb, 34C-24-35 body. I then sat back next to her on the couch, licked my fingers and started playing with my love box.

As my fingers moved in and out of my wet pussy Brynn was staring at me intently. By the way she was licking her lips and squirming I could tell that I was turning her on.

“Have you ever watched another woman play with herself?” I asked.

“No,” she said licking her lips.

“Not even during sleepovers?” I asked.

“My Dad doesn’t allow my friends to sleepover or me to sleepover at their place,” she said.

“Well, your dad’s not here,” I said. “And you don’t have to just watch.”

Without saying a word she inserted her fingers into her wet cunt and started rubbing. As we both reached our first orgasm Robert entered the family room. At first he stood there watching as we played with our pussies. We were lost in our own world and didn’t notice him standing there.

To get our attention he feigned a cough before asking, “What’s going on in here?”

“We’re having a masturbation party,” I said.

“Nice,” Robert said as he walked into the room and plopped himself onto the loveseat across from the couch.

Brynn was startled by his appearance; as soon as he sat down she freaked and tried to cover herself with a throw pillow.

“Relax,” I said as I removed the pillow from her body, “He’s already seen you naked.”

“Do you want me to leave?” Robert asked.”

“Yes,” Brynn said.

“Honey, maybe she’d feel more comfortable if you got into the spirit of our party,” I said.

My husband smiled as he unbuttoned his pants, slid them off and started stroking his already hard 10 3/4 inch long, 4-inch wide cock.

She looked flabbergasted as she gazed at Robert’s massive unit. She couldn’t take her eyes off of it as she resumed rubbing her pussy.

“That’s so much bigger then your boyfriend’s,” I said.

“Uh huh,” she replied.

“Imagine that in your mouth,” I said.

She started rubbing faster.

“Do you think you could fit that in your mouth?” I asked.

“Noooo,” she said as she furiously rubbed her pussy.

“ Do you want to suck his cock?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said as she furiously finger fucked herself.

“Go ahead,” I replied.

“I can’t,” she said. “He’s your husband.”

“So?” I asked.

“But that would be cheating,” she said.

Robert and I both laughed at that.

“What’s so funny?” she asked as she continued rubbing herself.

“We don’t consider having sex with others cheating,” I said. “We prefer to think of it as sharing. And we were both taught that sharing is good.”

She stopped playing with herself and just stared aimlessly at the wall. I could tell she was thinking about what I just said by the way her lower lip moved up and covered the upper one and the way she was rubbing her temples. After several “long” minutes of deep thought she jumped up as she said, “You’re right, sharing is good.”

Brynn then walked over to my husband, kneeled on the floor in front of him, got between his legs and tried to get her right hand all the way around it, but couldn’t. She looked up at him and smiled as she put her left hand on it too and started stroking.

Less than a minute later Robert looked down at her and said, “You know you can put your mouth on it, if you want too.”

She blushed and said, “I don’t know.”

“It’s not like you’ve never gave a blow-job before,” I said. “Remember we caught you giving one?”

“Oh yeah,” she said right before spitting on my husband’s penis and sliding it in and out of her mouth.

I fingered my wet cunt while watching Brynn suck my husband’s cock. As I tasted my own juices I decided I was sick of sitting on the sidelines, I needed to be an active participant. So I got off the couch, got on the floor behind her, slightly lifted her ass up and started licking her pussy.

As soon as my tongue hit her clit, she took her mouth off my husband’s cock and asked, “Mrs. Cohen, what are you doing?”

“Hasn’t your boyfriend done this to you?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said. “But you’re a girl and I’m not a lesbian.”

“Neither am I,” I said. “If you don’t like the way this feels in a minute or so just tell me and I’ll stop.”

I then went back to licking her pussy and she resumed giving Robert a hummer. By the way she moaned and giggled every time I hit her spot I figured she was never going to ask me to stop. So I kept on going and going and going until her body started quivering right before she screamed, “I’m cumming.”

Robert then said, “We should take this party upstairs.

He got off the chair, extended his hands to both of us. We grabbed them as we got off the floor. And hand in hand we walked up the stairs to our bedroom.

Brynn and I got laid on our backs on the bed. We spread our legs and Robert started eating my pussy and fingering hers. A few minutes later he switched, and focused on her until he brought her to another orgasm.

I then turned my head toward her and said, “Do you want to him to fuck you?”

“Yes,” she said.

She continued to lay on her back at the edge of the bed. Robert stood between her legs and lifted them up in the air before he slowly put his cock into her tight pussy. I held her hand as entered her. It took her a few minutes to get used to it but as soon as he could tell she was used to it, he started pounding her.

I sat besides her rubbing my pussy as my husband fucked the shit out of her. Once again I was sick of being an observer. So I climbed onto Brynn’s face, leaned over and licked her as my husband’s cock moved in and out of her.

It was obvious that she had no idea what she was doing as her tongue fumbled around my love box. After a few she hit the magic spot and I started moaning with delight. She kept repeating the same motion until she brought me to orgasm.

After I caught my breath I looked up at Robert and said, “My turn.”

I got on all fours and I had her get on all fours in front of me. As Robert entered me from behind I started eating her pussy and ass. This caused her to moan extremely loud, and I wanted her to moan louder. So I lifted my right hand off the bed. Licked my finger and stuck it right in her tiny tight asshole. That instantly brought her to what she later called the most intense orgasm in her life (thus far).

Robert then spanked me and started fucking me faster. He spit in my ass and stuck a finger in it. His cock and finger were simultaneously moving out of their respective holes. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I turned around looked at Robert and said, “Fuck my ass.”

As Robert slowly inserted his cock into my ass, Brynn positioned herself underneath me and started eating my pussy. With his massive missile filling in my butt and her tongue in my pussy I was in heaven. Together they were pushing all the right buttons and several minutes later they took me past the pleasure threshold, causing my eyes to roll back as my body filled with climax bliss.

He then slowly took his cock out of my tushy and had Brynn and I suck it. After a few minutes of that Brynn said, “I want him to fuck my ass too.”

“Have you ever done that before?” I asked.

“No,” she said. “But watching him fuck your butt looked so hot.”

After grabbing a small toy from my drawer I had her lie on her back. While I was eating her pussy and ass, Robert kneeled beside her so she could suck his cock.

After getting her asshole nice and wet I gently inserted my toy. She tightly grabbed his hard cock as it went in and out of her. At first she sounded pretty uncomfortable, but a few minutes later she was moaning with delight.

Minutes later I looked at Robert and said, “She’s ready.”

He got off the bed and walked between her legs. I gently took the toy out of her ass and replaced it by slowly putting Robert’s cock in there. I watched as the head of his penis entered her and slowly began to stretch her tight asshole.

She looked so uncomfortable.

“Do you want him to stop?” I asked.

“No,” she said.

He then inserted the rest of it in there.

She cried out in pain.

I climbed on the bed, held and said, “In a few minutes it’ll be the best feeling in the world.”

We then kissed.

Robert then started moving his unit inside of her. The cries of pain were replaced with pleasure.

As he started moving faster, I once again sat on her face, leaned over and started eating and fingering her pussy as she ate mine.

Robert started fucking her ass even faster.

Brynn’s and I both started moaning louder.

I looked up at Robert and could tell that he was ready to explode.

“Fuck her faster,” I screamed.

He did. And about five seconds later his cock exploded in her tight 16-year-old ass. As removed his now shrinking cock from her butt I leaned down ever further and licked his cum out of her.

After that we were all lying in bed holding and kissing each other. In-between all the touching Brynn asked, “Are you going to tell my Dad about what happened earlier?”

I then asked, “Are you going to tell your Dad about what happened?”

It then looked like a light bulb went off inside her head as she suddenly realized that she now had the power. She looked at us with a very mischievous smile and said, “No…but only if we can keep on playing.”

“I think that can be arranged,” I said right before kissing her.

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