“I’m not saying … Wait. What are you saying?”
“If our wives offered up a swap,” Mark said, “would you refuse it?”
“Hell no. Would you be opposed to it?” Brock narrowed his eyes.
“Refuse two women? How stupid do I look?” Mark tapped his beer bottle against the fence.
“You’d be okay with me fucking Alicia, if she offered?” Brock asked. “If both our wives offered?”
“If I got to fuck both of them or you and Alicia let me have a go at Tonya, you’re damn right I would.”
Brock laughed. “Well, that’s settled then. I hope they don’t chicken out. I bet they do. They’ll talk it up, but then won’t go through with it, I’m sure.”
“Shit. You’re probably right.” Mark looked away. “How do we build up the idea of a swap with them, so that they go through with it?”
“You want to try to trick our wives into going for a swap?” Brock asked.
“If we can get them to go for this,” Mark said, “then we can pretty much have whatever we want from them for the rest of our lives. This would be the dream scenario.”
“Yeah, okay,” Brock said. “I’m in. How do we get them to do it?”
“We need to push them so that they want to, but they think it was their idea. That’s the idea,” Mark said.
Brock laughed. “You realize we are plotting to seduce our own wives.”
Mark raised up his bottle. “Here’s to the greatest seduction ever attempted.”
***
“Why can’t you take it over?” Alicia asked.
Mark stuck his head out from under the kitchen sink and switched wrenches. “He only let me borrow it for a moment. He says he needs it right back. I can’t leave this job to do it or I’ll flood the house. Can you just run it over for me? I’d really appreciate it.”
Alicia took the socket from Mark and looked between it and her husband. “He needs this right now, huh?”
“Yes, please.”
Alicia had long, dark hair. It hung straight around her shoulders. Her C cup breasts fit nicely in her tight tee shirt. Her jogging shorts looked like they could be jerked down in a hurry. Mark was getting hard thinking about Brock fucking her. He hoped Alicia didn’t notice.
“I’m not dressed to go out,” she said.
“It’s just Tonya and Brock. You could go over there naked and they wouldn’t care.”
She stuck out her tongue and then said, “Oh, they’d care. But fine, I’ll go. Don’t flood the house while I’m gone.”
As Alicia left the front door, Mark put down the wrench where he was pretending to fix the sink. He ran to the window and watched her head over. He texted the word NOW to Brock.
Alicia knocked and Tonya opened the door almost immediately. “Oh, Alicia, what’s going on?”
Alicia held up the tiny socket between her fingers. “My husband borrowed this from Brock to fix a sink I didn’t know was broken and I guess Brock needs it back really bad right now.”
Tonya had long, blond hair with red streaks. Her breasts were D cups. She was wearing a crop top that showed a little breast on both sides and tight jeans that hugged every curve.
Tonya tilted her head. “Okay. If you say so. Brock!?”
Alicia stepped inside and Tonya closed the door.
Tonya whispered. “Have you brought it up to Mark yet?”
“No, I was going to wait until I was in the middle of riding his cock again.”
“Good plan.” Tonya said. She called again. “Brock?!”
Brock stepped out naked with a flowered towel over his shoulder. He wasn’t hard, but he looked to be fluffed a little. His eyes went wide as the women took a long look at his cock.
“Brock!” Tonya held up her hands.
He took down the towel and wrapped it low around his waist. “Oh, sorry, Alicia. I didn’t know you were here. Why did you call me, Tonya?”
Alicia held up the socket. “Mark said you needed this right away.”
Brock stepped forward and took it from her. He smiled. “Well, I guess I should have been more specific that I didn’t mean exactly right away. Sorry again. Thanks.”
His fingers lingered on hers before she pulled away. He walked up the stairs pulling the towel tight to show off the curves of his ass. He started the shower upstairs and texted to Mark: She got a view of the goods. I’m not sure how impressed she was, but I left them to talk it over. We’ll see.
Downstairs Tonya covered her face. “I don’t know what he was thinking. He heard me go to answer the door, I’m sure.”
“It’s fine.” Alicia laughed. “Maybe your talk about bringing another woman home has him strutting around.”
“Oh, good.” Tonya rolled her eyes. “Won’t that be fun for a while?”
Alicia reached out and grabbed Tonya’s breast through her top. Alicia’s fingers wrapped around the material of the top and touched flesh on the side and top. She squeezed.
Tonya’s eyes went wide and she looked up toward the stairs. “What are you doing?”
“Exactly what you like.”
Alicia leaned in and kissed Tonya. Tonya kissed Alicia back using her tongue. Her hands found Alicia’s hips and moved up under Alicia’s tee shirt to discover Alicia wasn’t wearing a bra. Tonya gently rolled Alicia’s nipples between her fingers to reward her for the lack of a bra. Alicia moaned as they continued to kiss.
Tonya pulled away to say. “He’s right upstairs. We should wait until they’re at work like usual.”
“He’s in the shower,” Alicia said. “We have time.”
“He could walk in on us.”
Alicia pulled down Tonya’s top exposing her white bra and then went for the clasp in the back. “Mark’s working on a sink and Brock’s in the shower. We’re good. Even if Brock walks in on us, we’ll both suck him off together to keep him quiet.”
“Alicia! You’re so bad.”
Alicia pulled off Tonya’s bra and went back and forth sucking her nipples. Between breasts, she said, “Bad the way you love it.”
Once Alicia pulled away from Tonya’s hard nipples, Tonya pulled Alicia’s shirt up and over her head. As they kissed again, Alicia unbuttoned Tonya’s jeans.
“This is so dangerous.” Tonya breathed.
“I was sent to bring you what you wanted,” Alicia said. “This is what you wanted.”
“This is exactly what I want, Alicia.”
The sound of the water in the shower drifted downstairs as Alicia pulled down Tonya’s jeans. As Tonya stepped out of her denim, Alicia reached back and squeezed Tonya’s ass through her pink panties. She enjoyed the way the muscle moved under her grip as Tonya stepped out.
“Oh, I like these,” Alicia said. “These panties leave more to the imagination than what you usually wear for me.”
Tonya giggled. “I didn’t know you were coming over. You’re just going to take them off anyway.”
Alicia proved her right by seizing the panties and pulling them down to reveal Tonya’s ass and shaved pussy.
“Imagination is overrated,” Alicia said as she kissed Tonya’s thighs and hips.
“I’m all naked and you’re still wearing those silly shorts,” Tonya said.
Alicia gave Tonya a firm spank on one of her ass cheeks. Tonya sucked in air and then let out a sultry hum. Alicia said, “We’ll do me after I’m done with you.”
Alicia pushed Tonya back on the couch. As she knelt between Tonya’s legs, Tonya braced her feet on Alicia’s shoulders. Alicia pressed forward and buried her tongue in Tonya’s pussy. She licked up and down her slit that was already wet from anticipation. Alicia serviced Tonya’s clit with expert attention. Tonya bit her lip to hold in her moans and then shook with the effort. They were not used to staying quiet as they fucked each other, but Brock was home. Alicia knew the shower could shut off at any moment, but she took her time working Tonya’s pussy with long, deep strokes of her tongue. The exquisite pressure parted her pussy lips around Alicia’s tongue
and finally Tonya let out shuddering squeaks as the noise of her passions could not be contained any longer. She couldn’t focus on caring whether Brock heard or not anymore. She let out one low, sustained groan.
Tonya used her feet planted on Alicia’s shoulders for leverage as she started driving her hips up and down against Alicia’s face. Alicia adjusted and worked with Tonya’s motion to keep the pleasure going. She knew Tonya did this right before she came and Alicia wanted Tonya to have a mind blowing orgasm today.
Alicia braced her feet as Tonya was grinding extra hard today. Her pussy was pressing deep against Alicia’s face. And Tonya tasted tangy today. She was wildly turned on and Alicia was going to have to dry off once she got home. She’d probably need to make an excuse to take a shower too without Mark noticing. Having Brock upstairs was really turning Tonya on and her passion was making Alicia wet.
As Tonya shivered through an orgasm, Alicia watched Tonya’s stomach muscles contract over and over. She kept licking as Tonya mounted a second wave of orgasm. She moaned loud enough that Brock might hear, but she didn’t seem to care.
Alicia slid her hand down into her shorts into her panties. Her fingers were soaked as soon as they went into her pussy. She ran her slippery fingertips over her clit at a furious pace. With her hand moving around like it was, her shorts and panties pulled down completely off her ass and hips. She kept going on herself and Tonya.
As Tonya finished cumming, one of her feet slid down off Alicia’s shoulder and rested against her breast. Alicia kept licking and fingering.
Tonya sat up and kissed Alicia tasting her went passion on her friend’s face. She pulled Alicia to her feet and jerked her shorts and panties the rest of the way down. Tonya pulled Alicia down on top of her on the couch in a sixty-nine position. Apparently, Tonya was ready to pleasure Alicia, but not done getting serviced herself. Alicia was suddenly very glad that Brock was home and kind of hoped he’d walk in – maybe not too soon though.
Tonya attacked Alicia’s pussy and ass from underneath. There was a desperation in Tonya and Alicia knew this was going to be good. She tilted her ass down to encourage Tonya to go for it. Alicia gave Tonya’s pussy and ass light kisses, but used her fingers to tease her deeper and harder. Tonya responded by working over Alicia’s clit without mercy.
Alicia felt herself cumming quickly and hard. It was more than she could contain. She took hold on Tonya’s thigh in her teeth without thinking. Tonya let out a gasp, but kept licking as Alicia turned her head and groaned into Tonya’s pussy. As her orgasm subsided, Alicia felt dizzy.
The shower stopped.
“Oh, shit,” Tonya said.
They scrambled off the couch and pulled back on their clothes frantically. It was only after she was adjusting her tee shirt that Alicia realized they were standing right in front of the picture window. If any of the neighbors happened to walk by, they would have been seen.
Tonya straightened her top and then pulled her jeans on. She stopped with her jeans around her knees. “I think you left a mark.”
“Leave Mark?” Alicia turned around to Tonya. “What are you saying?”
“You marked me,” Tonya said pointing at the hickie on her thigh.
“Oh, right, yeah. Sorry about that. You just made me cum too hard.”
Tonya pulled up her jeans and buttoned them.
“I had to return the favor.” Tonya stepped up and kissed Alicia full on the mouth. “Now get out of here. I have to fake bumping the inside of my thigh on something before I take my pants off again.”
Alicia laughed as she went for the door. “I’ll call you later.”
As Tonya closed the door, Brock called from upstairs. “Is everything okay?”
“Fine.” Tonya’s voice broke.
“Do you mind helping me with some laundry?” he asked.
Tonya sighed. “How about a no strings attached blowjob instead?”
“Get up here. I’ll fold the laundry myself later.”
Alicia stepped into the house next door.
Mark looked up as he closed the toolbox. “Did you and Tonya get to talking?”
Alicia rubbed her hand along her neck underneath her chin. She was sweaty and sticky.
Alicia cleared her throat. “We talked some. I still need to take a shower from when I worked out.”
“This morning?” Mark stood up. “I thought you did shower.”
Alicia looked away. “That was before my workout. Give me five minutes, then why don’t you step in with me and fuck me hard from behind.”
“I’m starting the timer now,” he said.
Alicia went up the stairs taking deep breaths.
Mark grabbed up his phone. He typed: I don’t know if your cock is a magic wand, but she came back hot. Her and Tonya must have talked each other up into a lather. I think this might work.
He waited four and a half minutes after sending the message, but got no response. He assumed Brock was still in the shower. Mark tossed his phone aside and ran upstairs.
***
“This is never going to work.” Brock whispered.
“Shut up.” Mark glanced over his shoulder at their wives brushing the chicken breasts with barbeque sauce over by the open oven door. “It will work fine. Just stick with the plan.”
“Tonya hadn’t mentioned it again.” Brock poured the fourth drink. “And you said Alicia hadn’t brought it up at all. I think it was just a fluke. We’re going to get into trouble here.”
“Just trust me,” Mark said. “I know this will work.”
“Don’t push too hard. I don’t need Tonya mad at me.”
“She won’t be. We can make this work. Maybe not tonight, but it’s worth a try.”
Tonya cut her eyes over at their husbands by the bar and closed the oven.
She looked up at Alicia. “I think Brock suspects something.”
“What do you mean?” Alicia asked. “Did he say something about the hickie?”
“No, I knocked over a chair and pretended to get my leg caught bad enough that he had to help me get loose. I even cried. Later he saw it and mentioned the chair,” Tonya said. “It’s other stuff.”
“What kind of other stuff?” Alicia chopped up vegetables and Tonya slid them onto the skewers.
Tonya said, “He keeps talking about guys at work talking about sharing their wives and some of them talking about watching and participating as their wives play. He stops and waits for me to say something. I think he knows about us and is trying to set a trap.”
“Don’t be silly,” Alicia said. “If he’s talking about that kind of stuff, he’s probably trying to talk you into trying it.”
“Really?” Tonya shook her head. “He wouldn’t want to watch me fuck someone else, would he?”
“I don’t know,” Alicia said. “I think Mark is hinting at the same stuff. I think maybe the two of them are talking about the sex stuff we do to them and it has them thinking up new ideas. You know how men are.”
“You think so?”
Alicia shrugged.
Brock called from across the room and they both jumped. “Hey, we have cocktails when you’re ready, ladies.”
“Thank you.” They both sang out together.
Brock turned away and took a big gulp. He whispered. “This is a stupid plan. No one does cocktail parties anymore. We are going to get caught trying to swap them.”
“Do you want to back out?” Mark took a sip.
“No. I’ll always regret it, if we don’t try. Just let them get a few drinks into them first.”
Mark laughed and nodded.
By the time, Tonya went to turn over the chicken, they were all about three drinks in. Mark recognized that Alicia was looking just a little sleepy – mellow. This was the best time to ply her for just about anything. As Tonya sat back down, Mark nodded to Brock. Brock rolled his eyes.
Mark smiled and said, “I’m glad you guys are our neighbors. I’m not sure what we’d do if we had a couple crazies next door.”<
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Everyone laughed.
Brock said, “So, are you saying we’re boring?”
Mark said, “No, but it’s nice to have boring instead of drama.”
“We’re not boring,” Brock said. “We do all kinds of crazy stuff.”
“Like what?” Mark asked.
Brock looked at Tonya. She smiled and winked.
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