The next day, I was walking up the stairs of our house when I heard Jill moan. I crept the rest of the way up the stairs, able to avoid any sound thanks to the carpeting. I had never actually caught my wife masturbating before. But here she was, legs spread out, sliding her favorite blue vibrator sliding in and out of her pussy.

Not wanting her to stop, I watched for a while. Her clothes were strewn out of the bed and she was entirely naked, enraptured in the moment. She didn't notice I was looking through the doorway at her, she was too caught up in the moment.

Jill's breasts are medium sized, but they are nonetheless remarkable. Her aureoles are puffy, standing out from the rest of her breasts when she was aroused, and her nipples are firm and red. She reached a hand up to tweak one of them, and sighed. The hand returned quickly, as she used it to rub her clit with fervor while she pumped the humming vibrator in and out of her hole.

"Mark..." she whispered.

I was stunned. She was imagining that Mark was fucking her. I wasn't sure if I should be upset or turned on. How could she not imagine him fucking her, though? All I could think about was fucking Erin after what we saw last night. Our voyeuristic adventure would undoubtedly provide us both with fantasies for years to come.

I just wasn't prepared for it. My wife was fantasizing about another man. My next door neighbor no less. I certainly couldn't think badly her, I guess. I let Erin give me a blowjob without resisting. It isn't like she had actually done anything, like I had.

"Mmmmm... ooooh," her whispers were becoming a little louder now.
I wondered what it would look like. Her with her feet flat on the bed, legs spread way apart, Mark's ass cheeks dimpling as he stroked her, her moaning just like that. That's what she was imagining.

I guess that I didn't want to stifle her fantasies. Maybe I would enjoy encouraging them a little. What the hell. I decided to up the ante. I walked over to the door. Her eyes were still closed, her vibrator humming away. "Jill," I whispered, so as not to startle her. She nearly jumped out of her skin.

"O my God! I! I was!" Jill screamed.

"I know what you were doing, you were reliving last night, weren't you?"

"Well I..." she stammered.

"It's ok. Last night was one of the most erotic moments of my entire life. I was glad to be with you."

"I've been too embarrassed to even talk about it," Jill said.

"It's ok," I said, and I kissed her deeply.

One kiss became another and another. We were locking in a passionate embrace. She pulled my shirt over my head and wrapped her arms around me, melding me to her body, her hard nipples rubbing against my chest. She reached down and unbuttoned my jeans, pulling the zipper slowly over my erection. Soon my penis was feed from all confinement and my wife began to run her tongue around and around its head. She ran the tip of her tongue down the shaft to my balls, which she promptly sucked into her mouth.

Not wanting to leave her out, I repositioned myself so that we could have a side-by-side sixty-nine. I ran my fingers over the delicate folds of her pussy, and then licked her clit with my tongue. I sucked it up between my lips and reveled in her sweetness. Jill's mouth was stroking the end of my dick while she simultaneously stroked my shaft with her thumb and first two fingers. It was all too much for me, and I felt my eruption beginning to build.

When we were first married, I tried to pull out before cumming in her mouth. She confided in me that she really didn't mind the taste of cum and that she doesn't mind swallowing, if it did something for me. She began to enjoy it, and now often insists that I cum in her mouth. She said it made her feel delightfully nasty.

Jill sucked my dick in as far as she could, so that the head of it touched the back of her throat. She had her hand wrapped around the back of my head, pulling me into her. It was all I could take, and the spouting began. She took it all in, swallowing every last drop. I stopped licking her pussy for a moment. I watched her as she licked my cock clean. She looked at me and smiled. There was a line of white going from her lower lip onto her chin.

"It's time for a good fuck, don't you think?" Jill said.

"I couldn't think of anything I would rather do. How about on the chair?"

"What?" Jill said.

"On the chair, like Mark and Erin did last night."

"Robert, I don't know if I'm even capable of that."

"You certainly won't know until you try."

Even though we had been in our new house for almost two months, most of our furniture was still in the great room. The upstairs was almost finished, but not quite. We moved over to an upholstered chair and I sat down. Jill, facing away from me, put her hands on the back of the armrests and positioned the bottoms of her thighs in front of her hands. I held my cock up with one hand as she situated her gaping hole over the end of my dick. I slipped in easily as she lowered herself, her pussy being soaked from her masturbation and our foreplay.

The chair took a little getting used to. Jill used to arms to push herself up and down, but I quickly discovered that our thrusting was much more effective when I did most of the work. I pushed my cock up into Jill, filling her with its heat. She was in ecstasy.

She quickened her pace a bit and I followed.

"Do you think that this is what Mark would feel like if he were the one fucking you?"

She whimpered.

"He is way bigger than me. Wouldn't you like to have his big cock shoved up between your legs?"

"Ooooh! Fuck me harder!" Jill said as she impaled herself.

I obliged, pushing up into her with as much force as I could muster.

"I'm fucking you like Mark would fuck you if he had the chance."

My hands were free, and so I licked my fingers and reached around Jill to massage her inflamed nipples. She emitted a shriek of pleasure. I let my fingers wander lower, and started to massage her clit as her vagina glided up and down my shaft.

Jill got into the fantasy further and said, "I've seen how you stare at Erin. Those huge tits poking through her t-shirts. Her short shorts barely covering her tight, round ass. Imagine that you're not fucking me right now, you're fucking her. Imagine her sweet blonde hair brushing over your chest as her perfect, pink, little hole slides over your dick! Fuck me like you would her!"

I imagined it. I couldn't have possibly done otherwise. I pushed up into Jill and we both came, a tingling sensation washing over both of us. Jill sat there for a moment, unable to move. Finally, she slipped off of my softening penis and lay on the bed. Minutes passed.

"Robert, I think that we have really gone too far. We are fantasizing about having sex with our neighbors."

"Everyone daydreams about sex, Jill. It's not like we have actually done anything with them. Besides, what have the last couple of days been like for you?"

Amazing. I don't think that we have ever had better sex in our lives," Jill said.

I didn't say anything further. I just kissed her and held her. After lying still for some time, she kissed me.

"Do you think that you can get it up again?"

"I'm sure of it," I answered.

She kissed me deeply and we started all over. Embraces led to stroking, the heat between us rose again. I was wondering what could top the chair.

"I need a cock in my ass," Jill said.

Now this certainly wasn't the first time that we had had anal sex. Jill could never be described as prudish. But her request still surprised me a little. She didn't ask for anal sex very often, I was usually the initiator.

She grabbed the bottle of lube that we kept on our bedside table, and squirted a generous amount into her hand. She looked deep into my eyes as she stroked my cock, covering it with the slick oil.

After she had massaged my cock, she got down on all fours on the bed. I spread her cheeks with my hands and looked down at her pretty little red star. I covered my fingers with the lube and gently pressed my forefinger up against her opening. It slipped in, and I continued to press until I had my entire finger in. I pulled out and tried two fingers, stroking them in and out of Jill's ass. She pushed back against my hand, urging me on.

I pulled out my fingers and positioned the head of my penis up against Jill's crinkled rosebud, now shiny with the lube. I pushed the head up against her anus while she pushed out. With a little effort, the head popped in past the tight ring of her sphincter. I pushed farther in, slowly, inch by inch, until I had my entire cock into Jill.

"You can barely get me in. How does it feel?" I asked.

"Amazing," she said as I began pumping. "I feel so full!"

"How do thing Mark would feel?"

"Ohhhh..."

"Your wet and warm... I would bet that Mark would love to be doing what I am right now. He would love to stroke you till he came... and his cum would dribble out of your asshole..."

I reached down and slid one of my fingers along her slit. I separated her lips to reveal her wetness, and found her clit, hidden in its hood. I stroked it gently with every thrust I made into her ass. Jill moaned and said, "Please Robert, don't stop."

I certainly wasn't going to stop. In fact, I wanted give her even more than she bargained for. Jill's blue vibrator was still on the bed, within reach. I flipped the switch and rubbed the end of it up against her mound. Her back arched when I rubbed it up against her clit.

"Oh my God! I need it inside of me!" she screamed. The ache had built up within her and demanded to be satisfied.

I obliged her, sliding the whole length of the vibrator into her pussy as I continued to fuck her pretty little asshole. It was an odd but wonderful sensation. There was only a thin layer of flesh separating my dick from the vibrator, so that I could feel its buzz. Jill was filled completely, my cock probing deep into her ass and the blue vibrator buried in her pussy.

Jill was past moaning now, and was screaming out in ecstasy, caught up fully in the moment. Her eyes were tightly shut and her face was flushed as a result of her sexual craving. She was clearly on the edge. I could feel the spouting beginning to build deep within me, and so I hastened my rhythm, probing Jill deeply with both the vibrator and my cock, trying to get as much of her as I could before we came.

She let out a long, loud squeal and I shoved my hips up against her butt cheeks, feeling her warmth up against my loins. Jet after jet of cum erupted from me, planted deep within her ass. My ears seemed to ring with the intensity of it all.

We stayed coupled together for some time before we collected our wits enough to move. I pulled out with an audible "plop," and some of my cum dribbled out of her gaping asshole and ran down towards her pussy.

We lay down on the bed, our arms intertwined, as we looked deep into each other's eyes.

"Not a bad fantasy, is it?" Jill asked. "Erin is pretty hot, isn't she?"

"Well, yeah," I said, somewhat tentatively. It really isn't a question that a guy likes to be asked.

"It's ok, Robert. I would only really be worried about you if you didn't think she was sexy. She's the kind of a girl that walks into a crowded room and every male stops breathing instantly."

"So what about Mark?"

"What about him?"

"Do you think he's sexy?"

"Absolutely. You know he works out. And has dark eyes that seem to radiate heat..."

I gave Jill a long, deep kiss.

"Do you think that we can play through this fantasy again sometime?" Jill asked.

"Anytime you want."