My Depraved Neighbours

by Tony Williams

My new neighbours, Max and Jo, have invited me over for drinks. He's in his early thirties but Jo is much more youthful, and could pass for fifteen or even younger. They look more like father and daughter than husband and wife. He's pretty good looking, too. He and I are sitting on his couch, while Jo sits opposite us on a recliner. To one side is a coffee table on which a cooler sits, loaded with ice and bottles of Bass. We chug away, talking about the chaotic state of current politics and I can't help noticing that Jo is letting me look up her dress. Max must be aware, because he's sitting next to me and has a similar view. At one point, Jo tilts the recliner back and lifts her feet up on to the leg rests, giving us a clear view of her white nylon knickers which are translucent enough for me to be able to see that her pubic area has been waxed or shaved clean of hair. Max doesn't comment on her lewd pose though after a while he asks if I'd like to watch some porn. His computer is hooked up to their fifty inch TV which hangs on the wall. Jo comes to sit beside me.

“She likes to watch guys cumming on girls' faces,” he tells me, quickly finding an hour long compilation video of such scenes, with girl after girl on the receiving end of multiple blobs of creamy cum, often with their mouths wide to catch it, and all of them swallow it.

“My knickers are getting wet, Daddy,” Jo says at one point.

“She likes to call me Daddy,” Max explains, “something to do with events in her childhood. And my cock's hard.”

“What about yours, Tony?” Jo asks.

“Find out for yourself,” Max instructs her and she gropes my crotch, discovering that I am, indeed, as hard as a rock.

“Nice big boner,” Jo reports and Max smiles. I'm astonished that he should allow his wife to fondle the cock of another guy, but maybe I'm naive.

“Jo is a marvelous cock sucker, aren't you, my darling?”

“I fucking love it.”

“Do your thing, then,” he says, unzipping his pants. Jo moves between his legs and he lifts his hips to let her pull his pants and underwear down. She gazes at his rigid cock adoringly. It's a respectable seven inches, straight and uncut like my own. She leans in and takes it in her mouth, right to the back of her throat. I'm astonished that she she's performing such an intimate act right in front of me, a guy they only met a few days ago. They must be exhibitionists and obviously, she's an expert. Her head bobs up and down,s her lips masturbating him as he sprawls with his head back, his eyes shut. All the while the video is playing on the TV, but we ignore it. The real action here in the room is much more thrilling.

“Fuck!” he croaks, “I'm right on the edge.” She immediately lifts her head and smiles at us.

“Don't cum yet, darling. There are so many exciting things we can do first.”

“True,” he says with reluctance. “I suppose you want to suck Tony.” What? He's offering to let her suck me off? Holy shit, this is unbelievable! She nods and smiles. “Go ahead, I wanna watch this.” Jo moves between my legs, unzips my pants and pulls them down, then I lift my hips to let her pull my underpants down to my ankles and I kick them free. My rigid cock is pointing at the ceiling. In a flash, her lips are round my cock, her tongue doing marvelous things to my glans, her head bobbing, one hand caressing my balls, the other between her legs and all the while, Max is gazing at us with an excited look on his face.

“I love watching my wife sucking cock,” he says proudly. “Isn't she great? I'm married to the world's best cock sucker and I feel a moral obligation to share my good fortune.” I can't help but admire his philosophy. “Don't cum, though. There are lots of deliciously dirty stuff we can all do together. Save it.” After less than a minute I feel my orgasm building and I lift her head up. She smiles up at me, licking her lips.

“Your precum is delicious,” she announces. “You have a lovely cock, just as thrilling as Max's.”

“Do I get to suck it?” Max asks. Holy cow! Is he a cock sucker, too?

“Have you ever been sucked off by a guy?” Jo asks.

“No, not yet.”

“Oh, guys give the best blow jobs,” Max explains. “We know what other guys like.”

“Go for it, Daddy,” Jo cries. “Suck this magnificent cock. I wanna watch.” At this point one might think that as a straight guy, I'd refuse, but it would be impolite, and secondly, I'm so turned on that all my inhibitions have evaporated.

I lean back as Max goes down on me and sure enough, he really knows how to please a guy, skillfully using his lips and tongue, taking me deep into his throat. I must have an inner gay self that is now waking up and the revulsion I might've expected to feel is absent. Furthermore, having Jo witness this depraved act makes it even better. To add to my excitement, she lifts her dress over her head, revealing a pair of tits so small and firm that she doesn't need a bra. Her knickers have lace trim round the legs, and she slides her hand down inside them and fingers herself.

“Don't you dare cum, Tony,” she says, “I still have plans for your cock.” With my orgasm building again, I have to tell Max to stop and he sits back, his own cock still totally hard.

“I enjoyed that,” he said. “How was your first blow job from a guy?”

“Awesome!” I have to confess.

“So you've never sucked a cock, then?”

“Never given it a thought. I've always thought of myself as straight.”

“All guys have a tiny seed of gayness deep down. It just needs nurturing, that's all.”

“You should try sucking Daddy's cock,” Jo says. “You might find you like it. We'll keep your secret.”

I consider the offer. How bad could it be? It's a perfectly clean penis and if Jo gets so excited sucking it, there must be something good about it.

“Okay,” I say and their faces light up.

“Do it!” Jo cries. “Suck Daddy's cock! You're gonna love it!” I lean down and put my lips round the head of his cock. So far, so good, nothing nasty about it. I take a couple of inches into my mouth and feel him shudder. Then I move my head up and down, drawing his foreskin back and forth. That's when I feel Jo's hand on my own cock, stroking it ever so slowly so that I don't cum. I remember to use my tongue on his glans and he shivers again.

“You're a natural, Tony,” Max says, running his hands through my hair. “You're getting me extremely turned on, but don't worry, I'm not gonna cum in your mouth.”

“Actually, that's the best bit,” Jo says. “You seem to like sucking cock.” I lift my head and smile at her. She's unashamedly masturbating, three fingers deep into her cunt.

“Yeah, it's kinda exciting, getting a guy aroused,” I admit. “I didn't ever think I'd do this.”

“It's getting me aroused, just watching,” Jo says. “I love to watch guys sucking cocks.” I lower my head again, but Max stops me.

“I wanna try something else.” He pauses, looking at his wife's excited face.

“You wanna watch Tony fuck me,” she says, and it's not a question.

“Doggy fashion, the way you like it,” he agrees. “Pull her knickers down, Tony.” I have the exquisite pleasure of sliding her knickers down her thighs, bringing her cunt into view. She has barely any lips to speak of and a tiny clit, but it's already dripping juice down her thigh. Max takes the knickers from me and presses them to my face.

“Give 'em a good sniff; I always do.” I inhale the sharp aroma of her cunt which arouses me even more. She drops on to all fours, presenting her rear end to me and Max kneels beside her. I position my self on my knees and Max takes hold of my cock and guides its tip to his wife's cunt.

“Fuck her, Tony! Fuck my wife's brains out! She's gonna love it and I might just cum hands off from watching!” I push into her and she's so wet my iron bar of a cock slides deep into her, right up to the hilt. Max's eyes are alight. I can see he's utterly thrilled. I begin deep slow thrusts, trying to delay my orgasm for as long as possible, but then Max stands, straddles Jo's back and offers his cock to my mouth. This time I'm not the least bit reluctant to suck it, feeling just as depraved as this amazing couple are. He fucks my face, thrusting his cock deep into my mouth as I fondle his balls.

Jo is pushing back against me, groaning like a porn star, just as aroused as Max and I are. Naturally, none of us can last long under this degree of stimulation and Max is the first to announce that he's about to cum. He probably expects me to release his cock, but I find that I suddenly want him to cum in my mouth; I want to be as depraved as they are.

He shoots his load, five or six big squirts of creamy cum, tasting slightly bitter and salty, but not at all unpleasant. I could grow to like it. I decide to go all the way and swallow it. The sheer “dirtiness” of the whole scene pushes me over the top and I fire into his wife's cunt, thrusting deep with each squirt until I'm drained. I pull out and Jo immediately spins around, takes my still stiff dick into her mouth and cleans me up.

“I can taste my own juice mixed with your cum,” she says, a look of pure joy on her face. Max smiles down at me.

“Great job, Tony. Did you cum, Jo?”

“Twice while you were sucking each other off and once just now.”

“This has been the best time we've had in months,” Max says. “The last time we had a threesome, it was with a big black dude with an enormous cock and after he'd fucked Jo's brains out, he fucked me up the arse. It hurt a bit at first, but it was sure worth it. Next time you come over, you can fuck us both. Would you like that?”

“Yes, Tony,” his wife says, “that's something I'd love to watch. Daddy can teach you to love anal sex, but first you have to stretch yourself with some butt plugs. We can lend you ours.”

“Just so you know,” I say, “I'm never gonna tell anyone about this and I hope you'll be discreet as well. I'm not ready to come out as bisexual just yet.”

“You will in time,” Jo says.

“And there's one more secret you must keep,” Max confides. “Jo isn't actually my wife.”

“Nothing to be ashamed of there,” I say.

“This might surprise you . . . she's actually my daughter, not yet fifteen years old.”

What? Holy fucking shit! She doesn't just look young, she is young! He's just committed incest, in fact he's been committing it for God knows how long. They see the amazement on my face and chuckle.

“Big surprise, huh?” Jo says. “Daddy's been molesting me since I was eleven and I've loved every minute of it.”

“No one ever questions our 'marriage',” Max says. “So we can flirt in public and get away with it, thumbing our noses at society. I imagine you're shocked.”

“Surprised, yes and even a bit shocked, but I can't condemn you for it, not after you've both been so generous with me. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart.”

“And I hope the next time you come over, I'll be thanking you from the heart of my bottom.” I have to laugh.

“And Daddy will watch us while you eat my pussy.”

“We'll make a video of it, so you can wank to it on lonely evenings.” Morning, noon and night, I think to myself.

At home, I lie in bed, the events of the evening running through my head, my cock rigid but sore from all the action. I'm pressing their smallest butt plug up my arse, enduring the sting so that my first anal experience will be benign.

I've just become bisexual, an adulterer and a child molester in a single evening, the best evening of my life so far. They've invited me over tomorrow. What else will happen, I wonder? The butt plug pushes past my sphincter and the pain goes away. I'll leave it in all night.

The end