The Neighbors Daughter_(0)

Since we met, she has never hid the fact that she was bisexual. Even though she loved and married me, she still has times where she needs a woman’s touch. At first this was strange for me, but over time, I got use to it. She never kept secrets from me, and when she would return home after meeting a female friend, she would tell me all about their sex. Her retelling always ended with us having wild sex, so I had nothing to complain about.

Shellie, my wife, had a traumatic accident when she was a teenager that caused her to be barren. We tried different things for her to get pregnant, but nothing worked. We had always planned on adopting but for one reason or the other, we never went through with it.

Shellie never seemed to be bothered by not being about to have kids. Once she started teaching, she would say she had all the kids she needed. She loved her students and they loved her. Shellie was stern but fair, and her students knew if they tried, she would help them in any way she could.

Because she had never had pregnancy to deal with, my wife looked the same at thirty-eight as she did at nineteen when I met her. She had shoulder length brown hair, with blue-gray eyes. She stood five feet and seven inches. She had always been blessed with curves having wide hips, thin waist and a 36C bust.

We bought our house after she was awarded her position at the school. It was a nice ranch style home with three bedrooms, two baths and plenty of room for just the two of us. Our neighborhood was a pleasant one. No one was too nosey, but everyone would look out for their neighbor and their property.

Daniel and Leah moved into the neighborhood about a year after us. We were all about the same age, so we hit it off rather quickly. Daniel and I were always go to sporting events, fishing or hunting together. Shellie and Leah, would always go shopping or to the spa. Although I always questioned her, Shellie and Leah never had sex.

Although Shellie had no problem with her sexuality, she never pushed it on any one. She had her go to girls, and never made a pass on any of our friends. She would say that she didn’t want sex to change her relationship with our friends.

A couple years after Daniel and Leah moved in the neighborhood, Leah became pregnant. I am not sure who was happier, Leah or Shellie. Shellie would go with her to the doctor, and became her lamaze coach. Their shopping trips became more frequent and much more expensive.

Once the baby was born, we became like her second set of parents. When Leah went back to work after her maternity leave, Shellie would pick Lynn up everyday from the day care and would keep her until Daniel or Leah got off work. We were also on the top of the babysitter list and kept her many nights while her parents went out.

I can remember growing up how people would always say how time would fly by, I fully understand that now. It seemed like Lynn was born, the next day she was walking, the following day she was in school, and today she is turning sixteen. The whole sixteen years were a blur. The tiny baby that we had kept was now a young lady.

Lynn had turned into a beautiful young lady. She was short like her mom, at only an even five foot. She had black hair and her body had an olive complexion, so she always looked tanned. She also had the cutest, perfectly round ass. I actually felt bad when she walked by me, because I couldn’t help but look. Her breasts were not big, but they were perfect for her stature.

Shellie was close to Lynn and served as her voice of reason. Numerous times Lynn would come crying to Shellie about an argument with her parents, or something at school. Shellie would always be understanding and try to lead her in the right way.

About a week after Lynn’s sweet sixteen party, I arrived home at my normal time. Just like everyday, I went inside and placed my things on the table and then went into my shop to piddle. While in my shop, I heard the door from the house shut. When I looked out I saw a barefoot Lynn walking across the yard toward her house.

Being friendly I called out to her.

“Good afternoon Lynn, leaving so soon?”

I must have surprised her because she jumped back and her hand went to her heart. I noticed that she looked flush. Her nipples were strained against the confines of her bra and tee shirt.

“Jay, you scared me to death.”

“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to,” I responded and walked out to where she was standing.

Her hands and voice trembled and she refused to look me in the eye. “I ahh have some homework to do. Shellie was just helping me with a problem I had. I will see you later okay?”

I nodded and she continued across the yard. I gave into temptation and took a quick glimpse at her ass as she trotted away. I shook my head, then went into the house.  I knew something was not right, but I couldn’t lay a finger on it.

I walked into the house and Shellie was at the kitchen sink. She was wearing just her pink thong and a tee shirt. That was not odd, usually after school she wanted to get comfy. So I walked over and wrapped my arms around her from behind.

As she always does, she turned to face me, and had the cat that ate the canary look on her face. I noticed that her nipples were hard as well. My mind began to churn with ideas of what Shellie and Lynn had been doing.

After a nice long kiss, I sat in chair beside the table. “Okay, what went on today?” I asked.

“What on earth do you mean honey?”

“Lynn acted strange, and had this flushed look on her face. Her nipples were hard and she wouldn’t look me in the eye. Then I come inside, and you are almost in the same state. Did you do something?”

Shellie raised her eyebrows and smiled. “Probably not what you have going through your perverted mind. Lynn needed some womanly advice, and was too scared to talk to her mom. So I, lets say helped her.”

Honestly, what I had going through my mind was pretty perverted. All I could see in my mind was Shellie and Lynn is a lustful sixty-nine. My cock was hardening as the image continued to play in my mind. I just sat there looking at my wife, waiting for the details.

“While in class today, some of the girls were talking about sex, and Lynn was curious. She told me that a couple of girls talked about how guys had made them cum, and also talked about masturbating.”

I sat at the table and nodded.

“I explained to her how a guy can make a girl cum by stimulating the clitorus, and explained that during masturbation, it was pretty much the same thing except with no help.”

I sat up in the chair. “So you both got excited while talking about masturbating and have an orgasm?”

“Not exactly,” she continued. “After I explained it to her, she still didn’t get the jest of it. So I took off my clothes and demonstrated. Honey, it was so hot having her watch me. It really turned me on. It didn’t take but a few minutes and I was cumming.”

The image of my beautiful wife masturbating in front of our cute young neighbor had me hard. I adjusted my member in my jeans. Shellie must have noticed my situation and walked over and knelt in front of me.

“After I was done, Lynn was in awe. Her big brown eyes were wide open,” Shellie continued as she unbuttoned my pants. “Witnessing me having such a big orgasm, just made her have more questions. I answered them the best I could then I had an idea.”

Shellie had my cock in her hand and stroked slowly as she enlightened me on her idea.

“I suggested she take off her clothes and I would coach her on how to masturbate. Surprisingly she didn’t hesitate. She stood and peeled her clothes off in a flash. I am telling you Jay, she is a little hottie. You would like seeing her naked. Her pussy was covered with light pubic hair and her lips were all puffy.”

Shellie kissed the head of my cock.

“I had her lay down and talked her through her first orgasm. I am telling you, it was the hottest thing I have ever experienced.”

She barely got the last words out of her mouth before she engulfed my hard cock. She was always a master at giving head, but that day she was on a mission. She sucked my cock in all at once while her hand cupped my balls. Her lips tightened and she bobbed up and down on me like a mad woman.

With the images in my head, and Shellie’s words playing through my mind, I couldn’t hold back. My normally strong stamina had a weak spot. In less than five minutes, I emptied my balls into my wife’s mouth.