Don Scott

Ummm, what hot neighbors!

CHAPTER ONE

Helen Bradley leaned back in her husband's dentist chair and spread her legs for Sam. Her wide mouth, warm blue eyes and fluffy blonde hair made Helen look strangely like Farrah Fawcett, the television and movie star, and the three men let their fantasies have free rein as they stepped closer to her.

"Come on, give it to me," Helen said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sam, her husband, pushed Helen's skirt higher on her thighs, then hooked his fingers inside her panties, feeling the warm wetness of her cunt's juices. He pulled her ankles together, then slowly brought her silk panties down her legs. George and Jay, Sam's best friends and closest neighbors, were busy unbuttoning Helen's freshly starched white nurses uniform, baring her tits that rose and fell with her breathing. Helen's hands were between the men's legs, fondling the fat lumps of cockmeat that throbbed inside their pants.

"Hurry! I need your cocks!" Helen gasped, finding the tab on George's zipper and pulling it down. As though his prick had a life of its own, seven inches of hard cock leaped out the fly, aiming straight toward Helen's red, glossy lips. She curled her fingers around his quivering prickshaft and pulled him closer, her mouth open, waiting impatiently for his cock.

"Holy shit, does she love to suck prick!" George moved closer to Helen, entwining his fingers in her silky hair, pulling her face a little closer to his prick even as he stepped forward. She pulled on his cock, and he fed his prick to her, inserting his fat, rounded cockhead into her hot mouth.

He felt the wetness and warmth surround the cockhead and George pushed several more inches of prick at Helen. She gladly accepted his cock. He watched how her wide mouth wrapped tightly around his pulsating prickmeat, how her puckering lips chewed so delicately and erotically, how Helen's cheeks sunk in to firmly encircle his cock. George pushed his cock into Helen's mouth until he felt his prickhead press against the opening of her throat, and then he pulled back. He knew of Helen's almost legendary deep throat blowjobs and he decided to save the best for last.

From the corner of her eye, Helen watched Sam pull his pants down to his knees. His fat cock, a huge, pulsing vein running along the underside of his prickshaft, sprang free, standing out from his body. Helen watched Sam grab her ankles and put them up on his shoulders, then press his knees into the chair, holding his prick in one hand and rubbing his cockhead against the dewy, pink opening of her pussy. She was always wet, her pussylips puffy, ready for his hard cock. Helen sucked harder on George's cock, anticipating the first thrust of Sam's prick into her cunt.

"Hey, don't forget about me," Jay complained, waving his incredibly long prick in Helen's direction. Jay, unlike the other three people in the room, was in his early fifties, with dark wavy hair that had turned a distinguished gray at the temples. What he lacked in youth, he made up for by having a ten inch-long cock.

I Helen released George's prick from her lips and her embrace and twisted in the chair, taking Jay's half-hard cockmeat an her hand. She brought his prick to her lips and bet husky tongue slithered around his cockhead as she worked her fingers back and forth lightly along his prickshaft!

"Ohhhhhhhh!" Helen gasped, rubbing his cockhead over her cheeks as Sam's prick pushed between her pussylips. She felt her cunt being filled up by hard cock.