I’ll tell you a story about me, my wife, and our dirty little encounter with the cute young neighbour boy. We live in a small, close-knit suburban neighbourhood where everyone knows each other’s business. My wife, Melinda, is a voluptuous 37-year-old goddess with curves in all the right places. Her long, curly chestnut hair cascaded down her back, accentuating her ample cleavage. Her emerald green eyes light up any room she walks into, and her smile can melt even the iciest of hearts. She has a penchant for wearing tight-fitting dresses that highlight her shapely hips and legs, and on this particular day, she was wearing a red dress that clung to her body like a second skin.
I’m a 40-year-old ex-football player turned stay-at-home dad, with a still muscular build and chiselled jawline, which I keep cleanly shaven. I tower over most people, at 6’3 and weigh in at a respectable 225 pounds. I’ve always had a thing for my wife’s body, and I never shy away from expressing it.
Our 19-year-old neighbour, Jake, is a lanky, awkward boy with sandy blond hair and hazel eyes. He is tall and lean, but still has a bit of puppy fat on his cheeks. He’s always been a bit shy, but he’s also always had a thing for my wife. It was a hot summer day, and the three of us were out in our backyard, enjoying a barbecue. Melinda was manning the grill, wearing a red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Jake and I were sitting at a table, drinking beers and making small talk, while I couldn’t help but notice Jake glancing over at Melinda every chance he got.
As the night went on, the air grew thick with tension and desire. I could sense Jake’s longing for Melinda, and I could see the hungry look in her eyes. I knew what was on both of their minds, and I couldn’t help but feel a bit turned on by the prospect of watching my wife and neighbour boy together. I excused myself to get another beer from the house, and as I left, I gave Melinda a knowing look. She smiled and nodded, giving me the go-ahead to set the plan in motion.
“You go upstairs honey and get ready on the bed we be up in 5,” I said to my wife with a smirk.
“So Jake between me and you, honest I find it hot that you’re into older women. Would you like to fuck my wife,” I said watching his jaw drop. “Because she is getting ready for you upstairs.”
Jake’s face turned bright red as I spoke, and he stuttered, trying to find the right words. “I-I don’t know what to say, Mr. Thompson. I’ve always found your wife to be incredibly attractive, but I would never-“
I cut him off with a laugh. “Don’t worry, Jake. I’m not trying to get you in trouble. I know how you feel about Melinda, I am permitting you to fuck her. Come with me.”
I led Jake upstairs to our bedroom where Melinda was waiting for us. She was lying on the bed, wearing nothing but a black lace bra and panties. Her hair was fanned out on the pillows, and her green eyes were dark with desire. Jake’s breath hitched in his throat as he took in the sight of her. I could see the bulge in his pants growing.
“Go ahead, Jake. Knock yourself out, She’s all yours,” I said, giving him a gentle push towards the bed.
I pulled up a chair and watch as he made his way to the bed and got on to it. My wife looked at me, “oh thank you for the gift babe.”
She started to undress him, I watched as Melinda’s nimble fingers made quick work of Jake’s buttons, exposing his smooth, pale chest. She ran her hands over his chest, tweaking his nipples gently. Jake’s breath hitched as she leaned in to kiss him, her tongue exploring his mouth. I could see the hunger in his eyes as he reached up to touch her face.
Melinda pulled away from Jake and began to kiss down his neck, making her way to his chest. She teased his nipples with her tongue, eliciting a low moan from Jake. I could see his hands tangled in her hair, pulling her closer. She continued to kiss down his body, making her way to his pants. She slowly pulled them down, revealing his hard, throbbing cock. She looked up at him, and I could see the lust in her eyes.
She wasted no time in taking him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock. Jake let out a low moan, his hands still tangled in her hair. I could see his hips bucking as she took him deeper into her mouth. She reached up and began to massage his balls, causing him to moan even louder.
I could feel my own cock growing hard in my pants as I watched the scene unfolding in front of me. I reached down and began to stroke myself, my hand moving in time with Melinda’s head. I could see the sweat beading on Jake’s forehead as he approached his climax. Melinda must have sensed it too, as she quickened her pace. Jake let out a low, guttural moan as he came, filling Melinda’s mouth with his seed.
Melinda pulled away, swallowing every last drop. She looked up at Jake, her eyes shining with satisfaction. “Did you enjoy that?” she asked, a coy smile playing on her lips.
Jake could only nod, still trying to catch his breath. Melinda then pushed him so he was laid on the bed. She took off her panties and hovered over his head and sat on his face.
“Eat my pussy until your hard again,” she demanded.
Jake eagerly complied, his tongue darting out to taste her wet folds. Melinda let out a low moan as she ground her hips against his face. I could see her juices glistening on Jake’s lips as he licked and sucked at her. I could hear the sound of her wetness as she rode his face.
“Are you ready for me, Jake?” she asked, her voice low and husky.
Jake nodded, his eyes fixed on Melinda’s pussy. She slowly lowered herself onto him, his cock disappearing inside of her. She let out a low moan as she began to ride him, her hips bucking against his.
I could see Jake’s hands on Melinda’s hips, helping her to set the pace. I could see the sweat glistening on their bodies as they moved together. Melinda’s breasts bounced with every thrust, and Jake’s hips bucked in time with her movements.
I could hear the sound of their skin slapping together, mixed with their moans and grunts. I could see the lust in their eyes as they looked at each other, lost in the moment.
Melinda leaned forward, her hands on Jake’s chest for leverage. She began to ride him harder, her hips moving faster and faster. Jake’s breath hitched as she took him deeper inside of her.
“Don’t stop, Jake. Don’t stop,” Melinda panted, her voice growing hoarse.
Jake’s hips bucked faster, meeting Melinda’s every thrust. I could see the tension building in his body, the muscles in his arms and chest tense with the effort of holding on.
“I’m close, Melinda. I’m close,” Jake gasped.
“Come for me, Jake. Come inside me,” Melinda demanded.
With a loud cry, Jake reached his climax, filling Melinda with his seed. Melinda collapsed on top of him, her body slick with sweat. They lay there for a moment, catching their breaths, before Melinda rolled off of him.
I could see the satisfied smile on her face, as she looked at Jake. “That was amazing, Jake. You are definitely welcome back for round two anytime.”
Jake could only nod, still trying to catch his breath. The three of us lay there in a tangle of limbs, spent and satisfied. The room was filled with the scent of sex, and the sound of our heavy breathing. It was a moment that we would never forget.
As the night went on, the three of us continued to explore each other’s bodies, experimenting with new positions and techniques. We pushed each other’s boundaries and discovered new depths of pleasure.
We continued this arrangement with Jake for a while, every time we did, the sex was more intense, more passionate than the last. But eventually, things came to a head when Jake’s parents found out about our arrangement, and we had to cut things off.
But even though it ended, the memory of that summer will stay with us forever. A reminder of the time we pushed the boundaries of what is considered normal and explored our wildest desires. A memory that we will always cherish.