Memories of Suburban Sex

Memories of Suburban Sex: Part 1

How it Started:

In the 1980’s when we were in our early thirties – my wife and I moved into a new house, a bungalow on a nice estate in a town south of Manchester. The neighbours were very friendly including – across the road – C.

C was in her late forties – a lively attractive bubbly chatty character – who was always well presented – normally dressed in bright casual clothes that suited her and always gave a friendly hello. She was a slightly larger lady – but her figure went in and out in all the right places – and she had an enormous chest – the cleavage of which was always evident – and always took my eye !

Within twelve months of our arrival – C lost her husband – who was much older than her – and after a suitable time she became the merry widow.

Soon after – we re-organised our bungalow – and changed our bedroom to a room at the front. This normally had net curtains – but during the refurbishments – these had been temporarily taken down. One evening – we had had a few drinks and were playing around – and made our way to bed. I ended up naked on the bed touching my hard-on and watching Sue get undressed– and getting ready for the fun. Once naked, Sue came over and started wanking me slowly – rubbing my cock over her 38 inch boobs whilst I gently slid my fingers down between her legs and made her wetter and wetter.

She got on top and slid my cock inside her – then rode me slowly for five minutes – whilst I stroked her tits and pulled and sucked on her big nipples which fit into my mouth beautifully. I love biting them gently – and Sue goes right over the top when I do !

Sue decided to turn round whilst still on top – and take me backwards – once there –she started riding me harder and harder. My cock was getting ready to shoot – as I looked at her back and arse going up and down on me. I felt her hot wet cunt wrapped round my cock – and looked at the outer edge of her boobs as they swayed into view on either side with each stroke. For just a moment I looked sideways out of the window and realised simultaneously that we were rather visible from the outside – and that someone was actually watching !!

C’s bedroom window overlooked our new room – and there – shadowed against the window from the light of her landing light – was C. Sue was really getting up to speed at this point – and I was pretty close. As my cock took on an extra level of interest I just blurted out – “Bloody Hell ! C is watching us !”

Sue gasped, and broke her stroke.

“Where !” She said.

“There !” I replied “ You can see her shadow at her bedroom window !”. Sue glanced sideways and could seeCA’s profile in the shadows. I thought she would immediately leap up, clutch the bedcovers around her – and jump for the light switch – but – the gin must have got to her – because she started slowly grinding away again.

“Is she still there ?” she asked – not daring to look again herself.

“Yes !” I said.

My cock was now so close to pumping I could hardly speak. Here I was with my wife riding my cock – and this attractive older woman watching our every move.

“What’s she doing ?” asked Sue.

I looked more closely – trying not to gaze directly in case C was frightened away. I could swear I could see her elbow in the shadow moving up and down rhythmically.

“Oh My God” I said “She’s frigging herself”. C either had her skirt up and fingers inside her knickers – or she had her hand down the waist band of what she was wearing and was working away. I couldn’t tell which because she was above us – and the window sill of her room obscured the detail.

“Can she see me” whispered Sue.

“Oh Yes ! She can definitely see you” I replied. “In fact I bet she can see my cock banging in and out of you right now !”

“Oh Jesus” cried Sue – and came so violently – I couldn’t believe it.

She threw her head back, clutched her own breasts, squeezed her nipples and screamed out loud. Her pussy clamped onto my cock as it went into spasm – and I swear she poured a pint of juice out of her. This was too much for me – and two strokes later – my cock – which had never felt so hard before – let go and pumped gallons into her.

On feeling me pumping and thrusting spunk inside her – Sue came a second time –squealing “You fucking filthy bitch !” to her self – and collapsed sideways on to the bed.

We both just lay there for a few minutes – stroking one another gently – and getting over the most fantastic fuck we’d had in several years of marriage. My cock was still half hard – and Sue lightly fingered herself. We both tried to snatch the odd glance out of the window without looking directly – and a few minutes later – C’s curtains slid closed . As I reckoned everyone was probably exhausted – I then got up and drew our curtains.

“That was so fantastic” Sue sighed.

“What was it that really got you going” I asked.

“It was knowing that another woman was turning herself on watching me fucking you” she said. “It obviously did it for you as well ! What was best for you ?”

I replied that, as she knew, I just love watching women play with themselves – from light stroking and touching – to fists full off fingers deep inside their pussies and covered with juice – and to think C, our ordinary neighbour was doing that whilst watching us fuck was an incredible turn on.

I’m also a a huge big tit fan – and even though I hadn’t seen anything – I had imagined C running her hands over those big milky tits and playing with her nipples as she turned herself on.

All through this conversation – Sue had been continually stroking her finger up and down her slit – and when I finished – she just slipped her two fingers deep inside – sighed deeply, ground her hand in between her legs and shuddered silently as she came for the third time. We then rolled together and went to sleep. What a horny night!

Memories of Suburban Sex: Part 2

Moving to the next phase:

Over the next few weeks we looked out for C’s movements around her house in the evenings. When and where the lights went on and off etcetera – and on several occasions we managed to time our fucking to coincide with when we thought C might see. Needless to say our net curtains didn’t go back up – although we did arrange things outside and on the window sill to reduce the likelihood of passersby being able to see us – but we still left C with an uninterrupted view. Sue also placed a mirror on the dressing table – so that she could see C watching – without looking directly out of the window.

Most times we managed to grab C’s attention – and we both used to get a fantastic thrill as we would see her shadow slip into place by the window as we started undressing each other. One of my favourite things was to lie back on the bed stark naked, get Sue to strip off slowly – running her hands up and down her body – slipping her hand inside her bra and knickers before she took them off, touching herself just as she likes to be touched – and then reaching for my cock and gently pumping me with her light fist until neither of us could stand it any more – and I’d get on top and pound her pussy – still glancing to ensure C was getting a good view.

Of course, we still saw C out on the street – and said “Hello” as if neither of us knew anything about the others part in our secret sex routine. But when we spoke I was always looking at her cleavage and arse – imagining getting my hands on her naked body. I really wanted to see those fantastic jugs unfettered and would try to imagine where her nipples would be pushing into her bra in the huge bulge of her chest and to guess how big they would be and what they’d be like to suck.

As Sue and I continued to perform our show over the next couple of months we would imagine what sex with C would be like. I would sometimes comment as I pushed my cock in and out between Sue’s legs- “ Do you think she’s got her hand on her tit ?” or “ Do you think she likes having her nipples rolled in her fingers” or “Do you think she’s using a dildo ?”

Every time I introduced the subject of C’s sexual preferences, Sue would get even more excited and she would then say things like “Do you want to fuck her ?” Do you want me to watch you and her fuck while I play with myself ?” “Would you let me suck her tits ?”

This sort of talk would have us both cumming in buckets – and as we came we both would look towards the window or the mirror to see C stood at her window, her arm or whole body moving imperceptably against the light. On several occasions we were sure she was standing there naked from the waist down – but we couldn’t be sure and her tits never came into view – but it was always fantastic to have her there as we stripped, sucked and fucked !

Sometimes – she clearly finished herself off before we did – and would drift back into the darkness of her room before we collapsed together. Other times she stayed at it longer than we could – so we would lie together playing with each other in full view in the hope that this would help her finish off. Sue would say “ She deserves to cum – she’s done it for you and me again tonight !”.

We even started discussing “What C would like to see tonight” and then carrying it out. Judging by the time she spent watching – and the amount she moved in the shadows – we suspected that she particularly enjoyed seeing Sue in stockings, facing the window with her tits hanging down and with me taking her doggy style. But we were only guessing of course.

This whole adventure went on for several months into the winter. It came to the time for Christmas cards to be exchanged and C came over the road one day to deliver ours. As they chatted C casually asked Sue whether we would like to come over for a seasonal drink one night?

Sue politely accepted – but said she’d have to check with me that the evening suggested was OK.

When I got home from work – I’d hardly got through the door before Sue grabbed me – and said “You’ve got to fuck me right now! C has invited us over for a drink next week – and I’ve not been able to keep my hand off my pussy thinking about it ever since!”

She lifted her skirt to show me that her knickers had been taken off long before – and her pussy was absolutely soaking wet. Her lips were wide open as I placed my hand there and without effort slid three fingers right up her cunt. I swear I could have got both hands inside her – she was that loose and wet.

Sue nearly ripped my trousers as she opened them and yanked them down to get at my cock – which – although surprised – was definitely up for the job ! She virtually threw herself onto my cock – almost impaling herself on it as I staggered back against the front door in the onslaught ! No more than a dozen strokes later – we were both cumming in gasps and swearing as we slipped slowly to the floor.

Memories of Suburban Sex: Part 3

The Night in question:

The night for the drink came round quickly.