My name is Emily Garcia.
I’m a late-30s wife living in Las Vegas and today, I took a bold step: I let my 20 year old college stud of a neighbor, David, spy on me while I pleasured myself by the pool.
Haven’t heard that story yet? I’d suggest checking out Last Summer Pt. 1. It’s the wettest I’ve ever been at the pool. The rush of power and excitement from that was intoxicating, igniting a desire within me to explore my sexuality further. I could barely contain my excitement as I entered the kitchen later that evening, still buzzing with the thrill of my encounter by the pool.
I had been careful to keep my actions hidden from David, but now, all I wanted was to share my secret with someone.
And that someone was my husband, Chris. He’s a wonderful man. The love of my life. We’ve been married for 15 years.
Chris has the look and the attitude of a surfer. He has blonde hair and blue eyes and he takes care of himself, with the kind of smooth, hard chest and stomach that any woman would want to lick. He’s sexually and emotionally present, has an amazing body and a perfectly shaped dick, but he’s also open-minded and understanding when it comes to my desires.
We’ve always had an amazing sex life, but I felt this urge to push the boundaries and see where our journey could take us.
As I came into the kitchen, I found Chris sitting at the counter, working on spreadsheets in his laptop and eating almonds.
When he looked up at me from his work, he smiled at me and I nearly swooned.
His Caribbean blue eyes were the kind I wanted to swim in. His smile was as warm and intoxicating today as it was when we first met 16 years ago.
Could I do this? I’ve been bold so far but it wasn’t too soon to stop.
“Hey Em, you’re just in time,” he said, patting the chair beside him. “I was about to order some dinner. How does Chinese sound?” But before he could finish his sentence, I interrupted him, my voice barely containing my eagerness.
“Chris, you won’t believe what happened today.”
— Chris —
As Emily burst into the kitchen, I looked up from my laptop, her enthusiastic tone instantly piquing my curiosity. She had a glow about her that I hadn’t seen in a while, and I couldn’t help but feel intrigued by whatever it was she was about to share.
“Chris,” she began, her voice barely able to contain her excitement, “you won’t believe what happened today.” She paused for dramatic effect, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I had the most… shall we say, ‘eventful’ sunbathing session by the pool.”
Intrigued, I looked up at her and gave her my full attention.
“Oh really?” I asked, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth. “Do tell.”
— Emily —
I took a deep breath, trying to put into words what had transpired earlier that day.
“Well, you know how I like to sunbathe by the pool when it’s hot outside?” I started, pacing back and forth in front of Chris.
He nodded, his eyes never leaving me. “Yeah, I’ve seen your tan lines,” he said with a chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.
I rolled my eyes at him but continued, “Today, while I was sunbathing, I noticed David – our next-door neighbor – watching me from his bedroom window.”
Chris’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “David? The college kid?” he asked, his expression turning more serious.
I nodded, a smile playing on my lips as I remembered the scene. “Mm-hmm. And not only was he watching, but he was also”, she paused unsure if she could say it, “…pleasuring himself while looking at me.”
Chris’s eyes widened, and he let out a low whistle. “Wow, Em. That’s… quite the situation,” he said, running a hand through his hair.
— Chris —
As Emily recounted her day by the pool, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions – surprise, excitement, and a twinge of jealousy… maybe something else?
I listened intently as she described how David had been watching her from his window, my mind filling in the blanks with images that both turned me on and made me slightly uncomfortable.
The thought of another man getting an eyeful of my wife was both thrilling and unsettling… and kind of… hot?
Emily bit her lower lip, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
“Did he watch you long?” I said, buzzing with energy.
“Well, that’s the thing,” she said, pausing for dramatic effect. “I think he might have… but I also made sure to give him a good show.”
My heart skipped a beat as I processed her words.
She had not only been aware of David watching her but had also actively participated in the moment, putting on a performance just for him.
I could feel my desire growing, and I knew that this conversation was about to take us down a path from which there would be no turning back.
— Emily —
I saw Chris’s expression change as he processed what I’d just said.
His eyes darkened with a mix of excitement and jealousy, and I could see the outline of his erection growing in his sweatpants.
Encouraged by his reaction, I decided to share more details, my voice dropping to a sultry whisper. “You see, Chris, while David was watching me… I was touching myself too.”
Chris’s eyes widened in surprise, and he swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “You were what?” he asked, his voice barely audible.
I nodded, a wicked smile playing on my lips.
“Mm-hmm. I was imagining it was… David” I boldly admitted how David had starred in my fantasies throughout the day. “And I… well, let’s just say I didn’t stop until I’d made myself come.”
Chris’s breath hitched, and he ran a hand over his face, clearly trying to process the information.
“Fuck, Em,” he said, his voice laced with desire. “That’s… that’s so fucking hot.”
— Chris —
As Emily confessed what she had done by the pool, I could feel my heart racing in my chest. The image of her touching herself while David watched from his window was both infuriating and incredibly arousing. I tried to push down the jealousy that threatened to consume me, focusing instead on the sheer eroticism of the situation.
My cock ached in my pants, and I knew that I wanted… no, needed to be inside her.
I stood up, my voice firm with resolve. “Emily,” I said, my eyes never leaving hers. “I need you… right now.”
She smiled at me, her own desire clear in her gaze. “Well, what are you waiting for?” she challenged, her voice laced with playful defiance. “Come and get me.”
— Emily —
Chris’s eyes flashed with determination as he crossed the room in two long strides, closing the distance between us. He grabbed my hips, pulling me flush against him, and captured my lips in a searing kiss that left no doubt about his intentions.
As our tongues danced, I could feel his erection pressing into my stomach, and I knew that we were both beyond the point of no return.
I wanted him – no, needed him – inside me, but first, I had an idea.
I pulled away from his kiss, my breath ragged. “Chris,” I panted, “what if… what if we gave David another show?”
He looked at me, confusion etched on his face for a moment before understanding dawned in his eyes. “You mean… out there?” he asked, nodding toward the window and our backyard pool.
I bit my lip, nodding eagerly. “Mm-hmm,” I said, my voice laced with excitement. “But this time, we’ll both be in on it.”
— Chris —
As Emily’s words sunk in, I could feel a thrill of anticipation coursing through my veins and my dick. The idea of putting on a show for David – our very own neighbor who had been fantasizing about my wife – was incredibly erotic and forbidden. I looked at Emily, her eyes gleaming with excitement and desire, and I knew that there was no way we could resist this temptation.
We were going to give him a show he would never forget.
I grinned wickedly at her.
“Alright,” I said, my voice low and filled with promise. “But if we’re going to do this, we’re going to make it worth his while.”
Emily’s smile widened, and she reached out to grab my hand. “Deal,” she said, leading me toward the door. “Let’s give David something he’ll never forget.”
— David —
I was out for my run again, I couldn’t get the thought of watching Mrs. G pleasure herself out of my head.
She was so fucking hot and all I wanted to do was to put my face in her pussy and take her to pound town.
FUCK how I wanted to see her titties. I wanted to fuck her from behind and tweak her nipples and suck the shit out of each one.
I really hope to catch her again. My heart is racing and my cock is getting hard just thinking about it.
— Emily —
That night, Chris and I planned our seduction, setting the stage for an encounter that would push our boundaries and ignite passions within us all… David still not knowing that both Chris and I knew.
As we lay in bed, me in one of Chris’ t-shirts and my skimpiest black thong and no bra, we talked about what we were going to do.
God, just talking about it made me wet.
The sight of Chris laying there with his shirt off, his hard stomach and ropey muscles in plain view, made me ache with want. I could see through his grey sweatpants that he was also enjoying planning and I took the moment to caress his arm and leg and accidentally graze his dick with my hand.
I could see the outline forming more clearly through his sweatpants and I wanted his dick so badly.
I turned around and cuddled up to him, with my ass to him and slowly backed it up so that his dick was nestled between my cheeks. He reached around me and pulled me to him and as he did, I started to slowly grind my ass into his dick, feeling it get harder with every movement.
I continued to grind against Chris, feeling the heat building up inside me.
He groaned louder this time and I couldn’t help but smile.
His hands roamed over my body, cupping my breasts through his shirt, making me gasp. He lightly tweaked my nipples and it sent electricity to my pussy.
“You know what you do to me,” he murmured huskily.
I leaned back and looked into his eyes, seeing the desire reflected back at me. “Do you want me to stop?” I teased, arching my hips again against him.
His eyes darkened as he growled in response. “No, keep doing that.”
I picked up the pace of my movements, loving how his dick throbbed against me. I knew it wouldn’t be long now before we reached our climax.
— Chris —
Her movements were driving me wild.
My cock was aching to be inside her, but for now, I had to just endure the incredible teasing. The pressure of her ass against my dick as she ground her hips against me felt like she was going to make me explode.
Her body felt so good against mine, and I couldn’t resist kissing the nape of her neck and gently pulling her hair.
“You’re going to make me lose control,” I warned her, my voice thick with lust.
My hands grabbed her breasts, lightly tugging at her nipples as she purred and I moved my hand to her pussy to let her rock back and forth against it.
— Emily —
Feeling his warning and swept away by his gentle but intoxicating rubbing of my clit, I decided it was time to take him over the edge.
I quickly lifted myself up and straddled him, my shirt riding up so that his eyes were immediately drawn to my breasts.
“What do you want?” I asked, my voice sultry.
His hands clutched at my hips, holding me down as he couldn’t resist the temptation of my body. “I want to be inside you,” he groaned, his eyes darkening with lust.
— Chris —
Emily sliding up onto me like that was it, I lost all control.
With one swift motion, I lifted her up and flipped her onto her back, positioning myself between her legs.
I let her grind into my cock through her thong, knowing that she enjoyed having the ribs of my cock massage her clit.
She moaned and fell into an ecstatic trance, grinding harder and faster, pushing her clit against the underside of my cock harder as she began to moan rhythmically.
She didn’t even bother taking her thong off, she grabbed my dick and slid the fabric of her thong to the side and slid me into her wet pussy in one fluid motion, both of us moaning in pleasure.
Emily’s nails dug into my back as she wrapped her legs around me, urging me to go deeper.
My hands grasped her hips tightly, matching her rhythm as we fucked towards our climax together. I watched and heard her climax as I took her over the edge.
“OH FUCKKK CHRIS!!!” she screamed as she had her orgasm and dug her nails into my skin.
— Emily —
Wow had he fucked me.
I can’t believe I’ve had two of the most delicious orgasms I’ve ever had in the same day. It just made me want to please him more. This man that cared about my happiness and pleasure and delight over his own ego.
He would let David fuck me silly on our pool deck if I asked him. He only wanted to know I was being pleased.
FUCK does that make me want him even more.
I could see the determination in his eyes, the way he was trying to control himself as he let me go over the edge.
He believes that I should come first.
I could tell he hadn’t climaxed and I slowly stopped fucking him and started to nibble his ear and lightly grab his cock with my thumb and index finger, forming an O and slowly massaging his cock in an up and down motion, maintaining the tightness of the O.
I knew he wanted something specific, so I decided to oblige, my mouth watering at the thought of taking him deep into it.
I looked him in the eyes and put my hair into a ponytail, leaving no question that I was about to give him the best blow job he’s ever had.
Without another word, I pushed him so he was on his back and kissed down his hard stomach, making my way to his dick.
I took it in my hand and looked up into his eyes and slowly wrapped my lips around his tip, my tongue swirling around the head of his cock as I began to stroke him gently with my hand. The taste of him filled my senses, making me even more wet and eager for him again.
Chris’s hips jerked forward involuntarily, and I knew he was close.
I started to take him deeper in my mouth, letting my saliva drip over his dick, making it hot and wet and pumping it with my mouth.
I swirled my tongue around his shaft as I bobbed up and down, moaning and never breaking eye contact.
He wrapped his hand around my ponytail and started to pump my head up and down on his shaft while taking him deep in my throat and giving him just enough suction to feel like I was going to suck all the cum out of his balls.
I could feel him getting closer, his body trembling with effort.
I knew he was close, so I increased the pace of my suction and stroking, feeling him tense beneath me. Suddenly, Chris’s hips bucked wildly as he came, his release hot and intense in my mouth.
— Chris —
I felt myself explode into her waiting mouth, the sensation overwhelming and exhilarating.
I groaned loudly, my body shuddering with pleasure as Emily continued to milk every last drop from me. It was a sloppy, messy release, but it was exactly what I had been holding out for.
— Emily —
I swallowed him down, savoring the taste of him and the knowledge that I had made him lose control.
Chris lay there, his body spent and satisfied, and I knew we were both ready to take our passionate journey further.
We were both ready to move forward with the plan.
Our intense emotional connection only fueled the fire between us, leaving us wanting more at every turn.
— Emily —
For the rest of that week I laid by the pool every day. Watching David through my sunglasses, pretending to be napping, while he watched me.
I knew that he was stroking his dick, imagining all the slutty ways he could enjoy me. I didn’t pleasure myself again but I did untie my bikini when I laid on my chest to at least give him something to long for.
My long dark curls lay on my back and I know he was watching, trying to see if he could see a glimpse of my breasts from the side or maybe my ass with what little fabric my bikini had on the back.
I could only guess that he was imagining fucking me from behind. I imagined what it will be like when Chris and I put on a show for him. I was getting so wet just thinking about it.
I wanted so badly to rub my clit while making eye contact with David in the window as he jerked off. I imagined him inside of me.
I imagined him ravaging me in ways that Chris never would.
Well, David… that will just have to wait.
