A suburban tale

Around 9:30, Marco and Anna were driving home on Highway 40 after dinner at their favorite restaurant. They had enjoyed good food, good wine, and great company, and were looking forward to having fun at home.

The highway was almost empty when Anna decided to make the drive more entertaining. She slipped out of her dress, leaving herself in only her bra and panties, and reached over to slowly and skillfully stroke Marco’s penis.

“Let’s do a trucker,” she grinned.

They cruised along the interstate, with the intent of finding an eighteen-wheeler to tease, but luck wasn’t with them that night. And before they knew it, they were already back in their neighborhood, a stretch of quiet streets with no one in sight.

Marco pulled into the driveway, stopping parallel to the double garage doors. Anna stepped out of the car still half-naked, enjoying the warm air against her bare skin.

That’s when they heard the noise of dirt bikes down the street. When Marco saw the bikes, he was amazed by how they had muffled the exhaust to make it suitable for riding in the city.

It was two dirt bikes with two young bikers riding leisurely in the neighborhood. When the two guys saw Anna in the driveway wearing only her underwear and bra, they stopped near the top of the driveway, about thirty feet away, with wide eyes and open mouths.

Their hesitation lasted only seconds before one of them, awkwardly, popped a wheelie and rode off again, the other laughing as he followed. Anna burst out laughing, her eyes shining with amusement. “Did you see that?” she said, still chuckling. “They looked at me like I was some kind of alien!”

Marco grinned and said, “Well, you’re standing out here basically naked. Thanks for the free show, by the way!”

Anna laughed, brushing her hair off her shoulder. “I think I recognize one of them. Do you remember the chubby guy who used to bag groceries at Lowe’s?”

“Yeah, I think so,” Marco said. “I remember when he was just a chubby kid with a pimply face who lived with his grandma in the red brick house by the church.

“Right,” Anna said, smiling. “It looks like he is still chubby. He must still be living with his grandma. Trish knows him. I believe he graduated with her a couple of years ago.”

Trish was their oldest daughter, and she graduated from high school in the same class as Chubby.

“She told me he was a total bore, no girlfriend, no driver's license. Grandma had to take him places.”

“What about the other guy?” Marco added. “No brothers that I’m aware of. Maybe a cousin or just a friend.”

Anna tilted her head. “I think I know him, too, from school, and I am pretty sure I saw him at the Norris' Christmas party last year. He hardly talked to anyone. He seemed like one of those lonely kids, no girlfriend, no real friends, just hanging out.”

“Trish is now twenty-two, so they are the same age, I guess.”

As Anna and Marco gathered their things, the guys passed them again, riding in the opposite direction. At that exact moment, Anna and Marco both burst out laughing.

Marco gestured for her to move to his side of the car, next to the lamppost. “Come here, baby. Let’s make sure they can see you better under the light. Let’s give them something to remember.” He added.

Anna giggled. “Do you want them to see me in my bra and panties?”

“No,” Marco murmured, his voice low. “I want them to see you without a bra and panties.”

She laughed, shaking her head. “You are such a pig. They may know who we are.”

“But who cares anyway,” he replied with a grin, “Mrs. Robinson.”

Her laughter melted into something sexier. Marco could tell she was turned on as she moved closer, pressing her body to him with raw need. When the guys came around again on their dirt bikes, Anna turned toward them in a bold, defiant pose, in the style of Anne Bancroft, daring them to look.

Sensing her mood, Marco unhooked her bra in one smooth motion.

When she turned back to him, she kissed him deeply, her tongue tracing his lips, face, and neck, a silent cue that she wanted it removed. He slipped the bra away and drew her closer.

She loved having her mature breasts touched and played with. With age, they became heavier and rounder, yet still feminine and sensitive. Their arousal built quickly. Marco leaned in, whispering in her ear, “I’ll bet those guys never witnessed anything like this.”

He stroked her back slowly, his breath against her skin.

“If they saw your body up close,” he continued, “they’d lose their minds.”

Anna didn’t respond with words, just a low, soft moan that told him what she wanted. Leaning her against the car, Marco tugged her panties down quickly. He kissed her harder, his hand sliding between her legs, fingers parting her slick lips before pushing inside.

“I can only imagine what they'd do if they stopped and came over,” Marco said, his voice getting rough.

“Tell me,” she breathed. “Please tell me.” She was almost begging.

“I know they’d be clumsy and impatient,” he said, while his finger slowly moved inside her.

“They’d grab you everywhere—your breasts, your ass, your pussy. They’d squeeze and fumble, wildly eager to touch every inch of you.”

“They wouldn’t know what to do, would they?” she whispered.

Marco understood that Anna liked this scenario, the pleasure that comes from inexperienced, young hands that don’t yet know how to please a woman and need to be taught.

“I can show them,” Marco said. “I’d show them how to please a real woman. I’d teach them exactly how to caress and touch a woman, from her breast to the intimacy of her vagina, how to find your clitoris and stroke it.”

He paused, his voice dropping even lower. “Then I’d slide a finger inside, right where the G-spot is, and show them how a woman really reacts.”

Anna shivered, her breath quick and shallow.

“You’re such a pig,” she murmured, smiling.

Marco kissed her once more, then said, “How about we step to the top of the driveway and wait for them?”

She nodded willingly.

They walked hand in hand to the edge of the driveway. The light coming from the streetlights reflected over Anna’s skin, highlighting every curve. No one was outside, as usual, and the neighborhood was silent.

They waited for the guys, while the air around them was filled with daring energy. Tonight was going to be wild, and neither of them intended to resist.

Marco’s cock throbbed. The thought of these guys seeing Anna naked turned him on. He reached for her pussy and found it soaking wet.

Anna asked nervously, “But what do we do when they arrive? We’ve never done anything like this before.”

She was correct; they were about to embark on an unknown trip, without limits, and without the certainties they had had until now.

Marco seemed to be unaware of consequences, whether moral or social, because he was distracted by Anna's vagina.

Then, while still playing with her pussy and her mind, he answered her question: “I’d say we should go in the backyard. Whatever happens, happens.”

She knew that it was his cock talking and not his mind.

“We can let them watch,” he mumbled, unsure of what she might answer. “What do you think?”

Anna bit her lip and didn’t answer. She just moaned.

“Maybe we should let them jerk off while we have sex.”

This time, Anna’s response was a resounding, “I love that. Yes, we can let them watch and play with their cocks.”

“Would you like that?” Marco asked.

“Yeah,” she replied in a voice choked by excitement.

Then Marco continued to play with her mind. With every sentence, the images and thoughts grew more explicit and immoral. “What if they kneel on either side of you? they can jerk themselves off, and we’ll all climax together.”

Anna remained silent but bit her lips.

Marco leaned in with a mischievous sparkle, “Just imagine the three of us, finishing up on you. Splashes of semen landing on your breasts, your legs, your belly.”

He paused, voice low and inviting, “How would it feel, to be showered in white cream like that? Would you like that?”

“Fuck yeah,” she strongly agreed.

“Or you could jerk them both off while their hands squeeze your tits.”

“You’re a pig.” Then, in a husky and sexy voice, she said, “You’ve made it so vivid in my head. I see you pounding my pussy, while I have two throbbing cocks in my hands. Two young, inexperienced virgin cocks.” “And I decide when they can cum.”

She had started to touch herself. The excitement had risen to a level where the boundaries of decency began to blur. Then, the noise of a car approaching brought them back to real life. Fortunately, the car turned in the opposite direction.

However, Anna caught herself thinking, "God, what am I doing? They’re just kids." She thought of the consequences that could unfold in the backyard. For a mother, children remained children in her eyes even at twenty-two years old. They could be their sons. But before she could have changed her mind, the guys finally arrived.

Marco stepped just far enough into the street to raise his hand, signaling them to stop. Captivated by Anna’s bare skin, the boys halted immediately, leaving their dirt bikes parked like silent sentinels on the grass. Being so close to Anna put them on cloud nine, even though the situation they had gotten themselves into was awkward, to say the least. They took off their open-face helmets and laid them on the bike seat.

With a simple gesture, Marco invited the guys to follow him and Anna to the backyard, a nice grassy area that was shielded all the way around by tall trees. Before they got there, Marco stopped by their car, opened the trunk, and grabbed a large blanket. The boys hung back, eyes wide, every sense was directed to the strange calm in Marco’s eyes. His composure unsettled them more than any threat.

They followed cautiously into the backyard, which at night appeared like a silent, dark space, scary and exciting at the same time, a darkness with a promise neither could name. Around them lay the quiet wealth of this older but upscale neighborhood, beautiful homes hidden behind well-kept hedges.

What waited for them in the backyard? Would they see Marco and Anna have sex together? Would they be invited to join?

The uncertainty gave way to anticipation, desire pressed harder than fear, leaving both young men shaking on the brink of something they could not yet imagine.

Once in the backyard, Marco spread the blanket over the soft grass, transforming the space into a small sanctuary for whatever secrets the night might hold. Anna was the first to lie down, teasing, “Hey, I’m the only one naked here. How about you all get undressed now?”

The boys slowly removed their clothes, shirts, shorts, and scuffed sneakers, until only their underwear remained. Their stances contrasted sharply: the slender one stood tall, shoulders back, though his fingers fidgeted nervously. The chubby one slouched, shifting his weight from foot to foot, eyes darting with anxious energy. Both wore worried expressions, uncertainty flickering across their faces. Anna’s voice hardened with authority.

“I said naked, not just in your underwear. Take it off.”

They hesitated briefly before peeling off their underwear. Then she repeated, “Now”. So, they did and then moved toward the blanket while awkwardly shielding their erect cocks with trembling hands. Though to everyone’s eyes, concealment was impossible.

The situation was erotic and funny as the boys still smelled like gasoline and dust, and their faces bore the marks of the helmet strap line. They were really unsure of the outcome; they mumbled half-sentences while waiting for Marco.

Marco followed suit, his arousal evident as his cock stood tall and proud—a bold symbol of his desire and assured dominance. When she saw Marco's cock, Anna thought to herself: Look at this pervert! His cock is going to explode.

She was in charge, and the boys were captivated by her boldness and confidence; they were drawn to her radiant beauty and raw sexuality. Their uncertain glances revealed a fascination with her fearless command of the moment.

A dog barked in the distance, and suddenly, everyone froze. Was it just someone out walking their dogs? Or maybe the widower English teacher from the school where Trish and Chubby study?

No one said a word.

The sound of their neighbor calling his Labrador back home after it had peed outside was followed shortly by the sound of a door closing. Relieved that they would not be interrupted, the three men regained their erections in no time. From humble flaccidity to the pride of the flagpole.

Satisfied with the effect she was having on them, Anna tapped lightly on the ground, inviting the slender boy to kneel beside her. She took both his hands and placed them gently on her breasts.

At the same time, Marco invited Chubby to kneel at her feet. Parting Anna’s legs, he guided Chubby’s hands to caress her thighs, slowly moving upward to tease her.

In the moonlight, Anna’s skin glistened; she was completely shaved, save for a small landing strip.

Marco, as a good teacher, gently guided Chubby’s hands to part her softly glistening folds, encouraging his tentative touch to find the spot that made her sigh. Anna moaned softly at his inexperienced caresses, excitement building as she reached out for Slender’s twitching virgin cock.

Slender’s cock throbbed at Anna’s touch; it was uncircumcised and eager, not long, but thick and full-bodied, exactly the kind women cherished. Anna savored the feel of it in her palm, squeezing and releasing as she slowly pulled back the skin to reveal the sensitive head. Gently massaging the glans and foreskin with her thumb, she knew that if she began to pleasure him, he wouldn’t hold back for long.

Slender was a tall, lean guy with natural elegance, although his hair looked messy and non-styled. He had fair skin, blue eyes with high cheekbones, and a prominent nose. He showed reverence and excitement, but also restraint, carefully following instructions.

Marco struggled to slow Chubby’s eager touch, patiently teaching him how to massage her clit with calm precision. Then, taking Chubby’s middle finger, Marco gently joined it with his own.

Together, they entered her, aiming for the famed G-spot located on the anterior vaginal wall about two inches inside.

Softly, Marco demonstrated the subtle hooking motion needed to awaken this sensitive spot. Anna gasped at each movement, loving the sensation of two fingers seeking her sacred place. But Chubby’s excitement overwhelmed him, so Marco instructed the boys to switch positions.

Slender moved between Anna’s legs, preparing to use his mouth as Marco guided him on how to pleasure her.

Marco coached him gently to start kissing her softly, then to lick up and down between her folds and in slow, concentric circles around her sensitive spot.

Chubby knelt at Anna’s right side, his belly making his penis appear shorter, a fact Anna noticed silently, wondering if belly fat often hid size. She felt a surprising tenderness toward him, almost maternal. Perhaps because of his fuller cheeks and double chin, which gave his face a youthful, almost boyish expression. It was not an attraction; it was a warm, caring feeling that wrapped around her heart.

Gazing at his circumcised penis, twitching urgently and ready, she slowly took it in her hand and stroked deliberately, savoring its hardness and warmth. She continued patiently, fully aware that he wouldn’t last long. Wanting to give him something special, Anna glanced at Marco and sensually licked her lips; it was a silent request to take Chubby deep into her mouth.

Marco’s desire overcame any hesitation, and he immediately consented.

Anna turned her head smoothly, her lips enveloping the head of Chubby’s penis. She teased the sensitive glans with soft licks, then moved her attention down the shaft.

Just as she prepared to take him fully, Chubby squirmed uncontrollably and erupted, flooding her face with a warm, copious stream.

The force and volume of his release stunned her.

Hot semen splattered across her face, hair, and breasts in a thick, relentless torrent carrying a strong, masculine scent, and she savored every moment.

Marco watched, surprised and aroused to see his beautiful wife cum drenched by the pudgy, pimply boy.

Suddenly, Anna stood, eyes locked on Marco and Slender.

“No more petting and licking,” she said in a low, commanding voice.

“I want a cock inside me now. One of you, or both. Fuck me here, right now.”

She reached for Marco, pulling him close, while Slender continued his eager feast. “I want to be fucked hard,” she moaned.

Lust overtook Marco, but he chose to wait, stepping back as Slender took over, penetrating her under Marco’s expert guidance. Marco coached the young man to find a steady rhythm, urging him to last longer; women often liked their men to hold out and bring them multiple orgasms. But Slender ignored the advice, pumping wildly and exploding inside her in less than a minute.

Anna barely had time to savor his stubby cock before he emptied himself, his penis contracting as wave after wave of cum shot deep inside her. She felt a warm release, a little piss accompanying it, as Slender completely emptied his testicles.

She smiled and asked, “Wow, was that your first time?”

“Yes,” he replied sheepishly. “I'm sorry, ma'am. I didn't mean to finish so soon“

“Okay, then you’re forgiven,” she said with amusement.

Now it was Marco’s turn. As he moved between her legs, he noticed Chubby had regained an erection. Politely, Chubby asked if he could have sex with her too, openly confessing it was his first time as well.

“Tonight feels like the first time for everyone,” Marco laughed, his eyes meeting Anna’s in silent understanding.

With a subtle nod, she consented.

Anna instructed Chubby to get between her legs and enter her slowly. “Slowly,” she whispered.  Then teasing, “Can you feel my pussy wrap around your cock? Feel my walls pulsing? Now, shall we start pumping?”

Despite already climaxing once, Chubby could not hold back and soon released another generous load inside her.

Anna lay back, her pussy soaked with the cum of both young men. She glanced coyly at Marco.

“Come on, big boy,” she teased. “Show these kids how to take a real woman. Show them who’s in charge and how to fuck your slut.”

Marco thrust deep inside her as she screamed, wild and uninhibited.

Then he turned her onto all fours, pounding her from behind with powerful, fast thrusts, alternating with skillful withdrawals.

With every pull, he increased speed and intensity as Anna released gushes of pussy juice with each thrust.

Leaning close to her ear, he whispered, “As I fuck you, I feel their warm cum coating my cock, and it makes me want to tear you apart even harder.”

That image pushed Anna over the edge; she orgasmed harder and louder, as Marco unleashed another large load deep inside her. He pulled out and found his way to her mouth, placing his cock on her lips.

Anna gently opened her mouth and started to clean his cock carefully, from the shaft to the glans and under it. She slipped her tongue into the groove under the glans and attached it to the frenulum. She gave him a bidet with her mouth.

The boys couldn't believe it. They started rubbing their crotches again.

Marco looked at them and said, “Get dressed and leave. Don't tell anyone about this.” And remember, there won't be another time. Adios.'

Then he looked at Anna, who was still cleaning his manhood, and said, "You're fantastic, baby. Let's go to bed."

It was a great night.