It was a warm summer night, and I had been lying in bed for what seemed like hours, unable to sleep.  “What’s the point?” I got out of bed, put my robe on, and went downstairs, where I poured myself a drink and walked out onto the outdoor deck.  I left the lights off and sat on the steps to take in the night’s sounds and view the country sky in all its star-lit glory, hoping that the sounds of the warm summer night might lull me to sleep.   Sitting in the dark, gazing at the stars, I wondered if Paul had trouble sleeping while on another one of his business trips to China.  I never sleep well when he’s away.

Suddenly, the night’s stillness was broken by the sound of a car coming down the road.  It stopped and then slowly pulled into the neighbor’s, Tom and Sara’s driveway.  Then, another car pulled in behind them.  “Seems late for company.”

Looking over, I saw Tom and Sara walk over to the other car and greet another couple.  Sitting in the dark, I knew they couldn’t see me, so I watched as they giggled and laughed, walking towards the front door.  Then I realized that that wasn’t Sara who drove home with Tom, it was another woman.  Sara had arrived in the other car with another man. Curious as that was, what I saw next was startling.  As they walked towards the light at the front door, I saw that Sara was holding the hand of the other guy and pulling him up the sidewalk.  The other woman was right behind them, followed by Tom, who had his hands all over her.  Oh my.

As I tried to make sense of what I had just seen, their outdoor light went off, and the night turned back to the peaceful sounds of summer.  But there was no peace for me.  My mind was reeling from the images of Tom and Sara and their friends.  Did Sara know what Tom was doing?  She was acting very flirtatious herself.  They must be very drunk.

As I sat, I heard the faint sound of the music and then heard giggling again, now coming from their open bedroom window at the back of the house.  In the quiet night, I heard a voice come out the window: “Do you guys want to watch?” 

“Watch? Watch what?”

Then I heard a suggestive whistle.  “A strip tease?” 

I really should go to bed before I hear too much more.

But my curiosity got the better of me.  Sara is a few years older than me but is very fit with a firm body and nice curves.  She and Tom had been married for around seven years, and we had talked about their love life.  She said she has always enjoyed sex with Tom and that they’ve been a bit adventurous, but she never mentioned anything like this.

Their bedroom was on the first floor and just low enough to reach and see through.   The thought of watching this show was too tempting, and the darkness would provide my cover.   So, I slipped off the deck and onto the cool grass, my bare feet quickly getting wet from the evening dew, as was the bottom of my robe dragging on the lawn.

I approached their house slowly, and as I went up to the window, it occurred to me that it was now very quiet.  I moved to the edge of the window and noticed the light was low. They won’t be able to see my peering eyes through the lower part of the window.

Then I turned and raised my eyes above the bottom of the window.   What I saw, I could never have imagined.  At first, I didn’t believe my eyes - it took a few seconds before it registered.  There on the bed was Sara and the other woman lying naked in a 69 position - their faces buried between each other’s legs.  After staring at them for a few seconds, there was no doubt that they were making each other feel good.   If that wasn’t shocking enough, there on one side of the bed was Tom and on the other side, the other man, both standing naked with their hands wrapped around their fully erect penises, each stroking themselves as they watched the two women pleasure each other on the bed in front of them.

What have I done?  Why did I come over here?  My immediate reaction was to run, but I couldn’t take my eyes off this scene.  Four people, all immersed in the deepest depths of pleasure.  The women were both moaning lightly while the men focused their attention on the show below them. I wasn’t going anywhere.

After a few more minutes of watching this exquisite show, Sara’s moans suddenly became louder as she lifted her head from between her friend’s legs, obviously distracted from the intense pleasure building inside her.  But she dutifully continued to provide pleasure to her female companion as she started rubbing her fingers up and down the other woman’s pussy and clitoris.  The other woman moaned in approval.

Then I looked up again. I knew that men masturbate, but never have I imaged what that would look like.  The same for women making love to each other.  The scene of the two men pleasing themselves while standing over the two women was mind-blowing.

At this point, I became aware of my own desire.  This was turning me on!  I spread my legs slightly, which lowered my point of view, but I could still see through the bottom of the window.  I reached for the tingling desire between my legs and slowly started rubbing, addressing my building need.

The women’s moans were consistently getting louder, and then suddenly, the man standing over Sara started to make low moans and increased the pace of his stroking.  As he did, Sara looked straight up into his eyes; his gazed back at her in blissful return as they moaned in unison.  At this point, his hand was moving as fast as it could while he let out a loud moan.  My eyes were transfixed on his manhood, which I wish was within my reach. Then I saw a short spit and then a volcanic eruption of sperm shoot into the air, followed by another eruption streaming behind, all landing in pearly streaks on Sara’s side and the other woman’s back and shoulder.  His rapid stroking quickly slowed as the sperm was now flowing from his penis over his hand, knuckles and dripping onto the bed, as he stopped and squeezed hard.

At that moment, Tom stopped stroking and bent over, whispering into Sara’s ear.  Sara promptly pulled herself off the other woman, and Tom raised himself onto the bed and moved between the waiting legs of the other woman, where he quickly reached down and shoved his cock into her and started to pump as fast as he could. 

Sara had quickly replaced her friend's licking tongue with her own hand, but the other man would not allow it - he quickly pulled her hand away and buried his face between her wide-open legs.  The pleasure that overcame her was undeniable as she laid her head back on the bed and, with her arm, reached down and pulled his head directly into her pleasure folds. 

On the other side of the bed, Tom and his partner-in-fucking, were both making loud moans.  Then abruptly, she arched her back and screamed for all to hear that she was cumming.  Tom was now also moaning loudly as he exploded deep inside her.

I couldn’t take any more.  I removed my hands from the hot patch between my legs and quickly ducked down and moved aware from the house, quickening my pace as I moved farther away.  I was now crossing the lawn in a trance, my unbuttoned robe flowing behind me, the bottom floating above the wet ground.  I had been excited before, but not like this.  I was feeling like what Paul had explained to me when he saw his first porn flick.  The excitement completely engulfed me as I felt I could almost cum then and there without touching myself.  My clitoris felt like those men’s penises looked, fully alive and swollen, in need of immediate relief.

I soon reached my deck, stepped up and onto it, and lightly tiptoed into the house.  I quickly entered through the kitchen and up the stairs.  Through the bedroom door, I discarded my robe onto the floor as I moved to the bed in a single motion.  I laid on my back and pulled my panties off, feeling the moist patch at the bottom as I tossed them to the floor.  

I immediately brought my right hand down to my burning and swollen flame as I opened my legs wide to make myself completely accessible.  Soon, my fire would turn into a great explosion, providing me with the relief I could not deny myself.  I started rubbing my burning slit and my swollen folds as I lay with my legs wide open.  What a picture I was making.  I wish my neighbors could see what they’ve done to me.

I rolled to my right and moved my left arm down my back, under my ass, and from behind, shoved two fingers into my completely lubricated cunt, while my right hand continued to massage my clit.  Rubbing myself in all my pleasure spots.

I was in the heaven that I had just witnessed.  Surprisingly, the image running through my brain was that of the men rubbing themselves in great satisfaction.  Their stiff members at full salute, demanding and accepting the gratification that they were giving themselves.

Now my right hand was rubbing and focused on my favorite spot along my clit, where I directed Paul to focus his tongue when it was time for me to cum.  Faster, I stroked with my now soaking fingers, up and down, imagining how the guys had felt watching the two women.  My other hand was thrusting in and out, like Tom fucking the other woman.  The trance I was in was undeniable as I felt a wave of pleasure arrive and overwhelm all my senses. 

The feeling I was giving myself was now too intense.  The tingling demand from my loins to my breast and back to my burning pussy was now exploding in glorious spasms as another even more intense wave of pleasure took control of every muscle in my body.  I cried out in a low moan as the moist fluids gushed over my soaking fingers, down and around the curves of my ass. 

Wave after wave rolled over me, leaving me with no control over these powerful sensations. Never have I cum so quickly or felt such a strong orgasm!  The excitement of watching my neighbors and their play pals was more than I could have imagined.  Nor was the amount of pleasure I was able to give myself.

I closed my legs tightly, holding my hands in place.  I couldn’t take anymore and held on, with the images of tonight’s events running through my head.  But fully spent, I finally fell asleep.