I’d been low-key obsessed with the couple next door for a while—watching them from my porch like some thirsty creep with a cocktail in hand. They had this wild, magnetic energy at block parties that made you feel like you were interrupting foreplay just by standing near them. Jessi, the wife, was the kind of nerdy-hot brunette who wore thick glasses and tight jeans like she knew she could ruin your life with one smirk. Her curves were criminal. And Blake? Big, bearded, and always grinning like a guy who hadn’t worked a day in years—because, well, maybe he hadn’t. He claimed to be a freelance sports writer, but the dude gave off major “unemployed gamer” energy. I’d Googled him once out of curiosity—two articles from 2017 and nothing else. But whatever he lacked in ambition, he clearly made up for in whatever had Jessi glowing all the time.
Then one evening, I spotted them at the local bar—half-drunk and laughing like they owned the place—and I thought, Fuck it. Time to find out what kind of trouble I could get into.
“Mind if I join you?” I asked, gesturing to the empty seat at their table.
Jessi smiled, “Not at all, please, sit down. You live next door right?”
Blake gave me a lazy grin as I sat down, his arm draped over the back of Jessi’s chair like he was marking his territory, but the way her eyes locked with mine told a different story—like she wanted someone to come stir the pot. The drinks kept coming, and so did the subtle touches: Jessi’s hand brushing my knee “accidentally,” Blake’s foot nudging mine under the table, all while they kept trading looks that said they were in on some dirty little secret. Conversation turned wicked fast—movies, then favorite sex scenes, then worst places to get caught fooling around. At some point, Jessi leaned in close, her breath warm on my neck as she laughed at something I said, and I swear her hand lingered just a second too long on my thigh. The air between us crackled—drunk on whiskey, curiosity, and the unspoken question that had me throbbing beneath the table: Were they actually flirting with me? Together?
After a few drinks, Blake excused himself to use the restroom. Jessi and I continued talking, our conversation becoming more flirtatious by the minute.
“You know, Blake has always had a fantasy,” Jessi said, leaning in closer to me. “He wants to watch me with another man.”
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Is that so?”
She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. “But I’ve never found the right person. But I mean this could work…you live next door, kind of quietly and anonymously, but being next door means we know where you live so you can’t fuck us over.”
I smiled, my heart racing. “Fuck you over… pun intended?”
When Blake returned, she let him know that they’d found their guy. He laughed and said “Great!” The air was thick with anticipation as we continued to talk, the tension between us growing. I could see the hunger in Blake’s eyes, the desire in Jessi’s. I knew that tonight was going to be something special.
They asked me to meet them back at their place in an hour, I said that sounded great and I then just sat there as she leaned in and kissed me, with a lot of tongue in my mouth, for a few moment while Blake got up from the table and just watched.
When I got to their place, they let me in and she was already in her bra and panties when she greeted me at the door. All I could say is “Wow, not wasting any time, huh? You’re both sure about this?” I asked, my voice a low growl.
She nodded, her breath hitching. “Positive.”
I kissed her, my hands roaming her body. She moaned into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair. I broke the kiss, trailing my lips down her neck, sucking and nibbling at her soft skin. She gasped, her head falling back.
I grabbed her tits, pushed the cups of the bra down, exposing her big pointy nipples. I took one nipple into my mouth, sucking and teasing it with my tongue. She arched into me, her hands gripping my hair.
I moved down her body, kissing and licking every inch of her skin. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her skirt, pulling it down along with her panties. She stepped out of them, standing before me completely naked.
I looked up at her, my eyes meeting hers. “You’re gorgeous,” I murmured, before burying my face between her legs.
She cried out, her hands gripping the bedspread. I licked and sucked her pussy, my tongue sliding through her folds. I found her clit, circling it with my tongue. She was moaning, her hips bucking against my face.
I slipped two fingers inside her, fucking her with them as I continued to suck her clit. She was soaking wet, her pussy gripping my fingers tightly. I could feel her getting close, her body tensing.
“I’m gonna cum,” she gasped, her voice breathless.
I looked up at her, my fingers still moving inside her. ” Cum for me, Jessi.”
She cried out, her orgasm ripping through her. I watched as her body shook, her pussy clenching around my fingers.
I stood up, my cock rock hard. She reached for me, unbuttoning my pants and pushing them down. My cock sprang free, hard and ready. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking me slowly. She started blowing me aggressively.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, her eyes locked onto mine.
I lay down on the bed, pulling her on top of me. She straddled me, her pussy rubbing against my cock. I guided her onto me, her tight pussy enveloping my cock.
She threw her head back, her hips moving against mine. I gripped her hips, helping her to move. She was so wet, her pussy sliding easily against my cock.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” she moaned, her voice filled with pleasure.
I could feel her tightening around me, her orgasm building. I sat up, wrapping my arms around her. I kissed her, our tongues tangling as I fucked her harder.
“Come on my cock, Jessi,” I growled into her mouth.
She screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm ripped through her. I could feel her pussy pulsing around my cock, milking me.
I flipped her over, positioning her on her hands and knees. I knelt behind her, my cock poised at her entrance. I looked over at Blake, who was watching us, his cock in his hand.
“You ready to watch your wife get fucked?” I asked, my voice full of challenge.
He nodded, his eyes never leaving us. I thrust into Jessi, her pussy gripping my cock tightly. She moaned, her head falling forward.
I started to move, my hips slapping against hers. I could hear the sound of our fucking, the wet smack of our bodies coming together. Jessi was moaning, her voice filled with pleasure.
“Harder,” she begged, her voice breathless. “Fuck me harder.”
I obliged, my hips slamming against hers. I could feel my orgasm building, my cock throbbing inside her. I was close, so close.
“I’m gonna come,” I grunted, my body tensing.
Jessi looked back at me, her eyes filled with desire. “Come inside me,” she begged. “Fill me up.”
I thrust into her one last time, my cock exploding inside her. I groaned, my body shaking as I came. I could feel my cum filling her, her pussy milking every last drop from me.
I pulled out, my cock covered in our mixed juices. Jessi turned to look at Blake, a wicked smile on her face.
“Your turn,” she said, her voice filled with challenge.
Blake stood up, his cock hard and ready. He moved behind Jessi, his hands on her hips. He thrust into her, his cock sliding easily into her cum-filled pussy.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his hips moving against hers. “You feel so fucking good.”
I watched as he fucked her, his body slamming against hers. I could see the pleasure on his face, the desire in his eyes. He was close, so close.
“I’m gonna come,” he grunted, his body tensing.
“Cum inside me,” Jessi begged. “Fill me up like he did.”
Blake thrust into her one last time, his cock exploding inside her. He groaned, his body shaking as he came. I could see the pleasure on his face, the satisfaction in his eyes.
We all collapsed onto the bed, our bodies spent. Jessi looked over at me, with a huge puddle of cum flowing out of her, and she said “And they’re off!” as if she was calling a horse race.
I looked at her sideways to express confusion. “Your swimmers and his swimmers are racing their way to impregnate me…we’ll see who wins!”
My heart stopped, I looked over at her and said “You’re kidding right? You’re really trying to get pregnant? You’re not on birth control?”
They just laughed. Oh no….