Word of mouth let people in the neighborhood know about the planned carnal capers at Debbie's. We talked about limiting the guest list, but as we spread the word, first one and then another neighbor suggested inviting others who were open-minded, safe, horny, and not afraid to let it all hang out in front of strangers. I helped Debbie and the girls get their house ready, making sure we had clean sheets on the beds and sof...

It took my cock and my libido several days to recover from the wild orgy at neighbor Debbie's house. The two of us ended the evening with a rousing incestual romp with her two teenage daughters after frolicking in the hot tub once the guests had either passed out or left for home. I could never have imagined the passion I experienced and watched that night. I let my imagination run wild as to what was to continue to happe...

When I was looking for a new neighborhood following my divorce, I wasn't interested in a young people's hip urban vibe. I was thirty-five years old, had been married for fifteen years and I felt like my youthful partying days were behind me. I wanted a mature neighborhood, one with towering trees, nice yards and neighbors who waved at each other and shared chit-chat over the back fence. As I settled into my new ranch-styl...

It was a surprise when the front doorbell rang and I saw my backyard neighbor lady, Debbie, through the Ring camera. Usually, we meet in the back. But when I opened the door and saw her with Big Jim from across the street, it made more sense. Still, I wondered what was up. "I should have been more honest with you, Tom," Debbie began after we exchanged pleasantries, and I got the three of us a bottle of beer. "You see, I w...

A week or two after the first encounter with my new neighbor, the weather was perfect for a cookout and bonfire with some neighbors in the backyard. Debbie was happy to join and even offered to bring some wine for everyone. While I was hoping to see what I could get cooking with just the two of us, we invited others, including Jim, the single dad who lived across the street. I didn't know him well and thought this would b...

For days after fucking around the fire pit, my mind played the nasty scene over and over. I was especially enamored with Big Jim's monster cock and my bi-sexual nature was stirring strongly even as I went out of my way to stare at the MILF next door, Debbie, and plot our next liaison. When the phone rang the caller ID said it was Debbie (her special ringtone was "Hot Stuff"), I was hoping for an invitation to explore her...

After our little threesome, Debbie and I met for coffee (yes, coffee) the next morning to discuss my time with the girls while she was away getting her fill of Big Jim. Sitting on the back deck, morning sun warming us and her daughters tending to the vegetable garden across the backyard, she was satisfied when the facts of the story I told her lined up with what the girls had said. "I knew you would not hurt my babies," D...

As I made my way from the sisters’ room after our orgy-starting liaison, I came to one firm conclusion: sex is like a universal language. I was in awe, and damn horny, too, as I encountered our diverse neighborhood coming, and cumming, together. In an era when people don’t talk with their neighbors and hide behind privacy fences, it’s refreshing to know my neighborhood is more than just friendly. It’s intimate, open-minde...

There was so much happening at our little community orgy that it was hard to keep track of it all. Young and old, black and white, men and women, women and women, men and men. Holes stretched and holes filled. Gallons of cum spilled and swallowed. It was a glorious night to be part of so many people sharing so much. I made my way to the bar -- I needed a double after the lusty scene I had just been a part of -- and contin...